Speaking of this, it seems that I feel that I am not talking deeply enough.

Yunkong thought for a while and continued, "I have to protect you and can't fight against them. Moreover, there are many people, so it's not appropriate for us to fight against them."

"Although all beings are equal, the female donor just now was determined to be evil, and the Buddha probably didn't want to transform her, so let her fall into the animal realm."

"Don't be afraid, I will protect you, not fight with them, and not let you encounter danger."

"Little Demon, I will always protect you."

The last sentence was said unconsciously.

But after saying that, Yunkong's ears were a little red.

At this moment, the different heartbeat made the little monk understand.

The cultivation level was in vain for twenty-three years, and he and the Buddha were probably no longer destined to be together.

But he was afraid of scaring this little demon, so he wouldn't say it for the time being.

He will do it.

The little demon will understand his thoughts.

It doesn't matter that the little demon can't transform into shape for the rest of his life.

What he likes is her soul, and he will like it for the rest of his life.

Listening to Yun Kong turning on chattering mode in his ears, Ruan Ruan almost covered her ears.

But now my little paws are too small and I can't hold it back. In the end, I can only listen to Yunkong, talking to himself. When I talk about the excitement, I will tighten myself, as if I am afraid that I will fall out of my arms if I listen too seriously?

The little monk, I think a lot.

Ruan Ruan didn't want to listen, but the little monk wanted to say it.

After the two walked for most of the day, Ruan Ruan looked up and saw that the little monk's lips turned pale and his face was not very good-looking.

At this time, Ruan Ruan remembered that the little monk had been whipped by that woman in order to protect himself.

"You..." Ruan Ruan spoke with her own initiative, but she was a little awkward.

"Is the injury on my body okay?" After hesitating for a moment, Ruan Ruan still spoke up on his own initiative.

The little monk protects her is kindness, and she cannot ignore her benefactor.

Who made her a little demon with only two hundred years of cultivation now?

"It may take a rest." Yunkong didn't think of the wound before.

The injuries I suffered from practicing martial arts before were much more painful than this wound.

But after walking for most of the day, the little monk felt something was wrong.

The location of the wound was numb and a little inexplicably itchy. The most important thing was that the strength on the body was losing.

The situation is not right.

Yun Kong wanted to persevere, but the little fox didn't want him to leave again.

"Then stop and rest." The little fox's voice was very firm. Although Yunkong wanted to take Ruan Ruan to Chang'an City before dark, so that Ruan Ruan could drink pots of milk at night.

But he had no strength.

His entire back became numb. If he continued to walk, he was afraid that he would not have consciousness.

How can you protect the little demon in your arms then?

"Okay." As Yunkong tried to resist the discomfort, he found a place and sat for a while.

As a result, the next second, my eyes turned dark and I fainted.

"Hold the grass?" The little fox couldn't help but burst out with a thick sentence.

The next second, he had to jump out of Yunkong's arms.

But Yunkong protected her so hard that she took a lot of effort before she broke free from the other party's hands.

Jumped down, and with his own agility, Ruan Ruan jumped to the back of the monk and slashed his little claws.

Crash.

The clothes were taken off, revealing the particularly ferocious and purple-black wound on his back.

There was poisonous on the whip.

This little monk fought hard all the way, and I don’t know how painful it would be.

Now that he had already fallen into a coma, Ruan Ruan pursed her lips, hating herself for only two hundred years of cultivation.
Chapter completed!