"Don't you know, either?"

Jomoko was disappointed. He came here, but at first he wanted to ask his teacher to give Jomotamo, but now he is even more worried.

"Are you worried about Bodhidharma?"

Yang Jian lightly clamped the weapon in his palm and let out a dragon-like sound: "Then there is no need. The teacher has left something to say about Bodhidharma before."

"I would like to ask my junior brother for advice."

Jomoko hurriedly clasped his fists.

"The teacher seems to have expected it, and he has left a message before, so that the senior brother does not have to worry. Although there are difficulties and dangers in this trip, you may encounter monsters and monsters, but there will be no danger."

"ah?"

Hearing the monster, Jomoko was calm and unable to say: "What?"

call!

Yang Jian raised his hand and raised his three-pointed two-edged sword as straight as a gun. With the sound of a dragon's sword, he had already stepped down to Shouyang Mountain:

"With me accompanying you, there is no danger."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Jian had disappeared in the sea of ​​clouds. With Qiao Moke's eyes, he could only see his figure flashing and disappearing.

“……”

Yang Jian's words did not dispel Qiao Moke's concerns. On the contrary, he became more and more worried. He could ask the teacher to send his junior brother to accompany him to protect him, which shows that Bodhidharma will not be peaceful along the way.

Seeing that the teacher was unable to see him, he could only grit his teeth and sit down. His mind was immersed in the sky net of the Divine Court, and wanted to ask some "super-super-sacres" to protect him along the way.

Decades have passed, and the "stars" in the Shenting Sky Net have lit up more.

.........

Huh ~

The breeze flowed, blowing up a few fallen leaves and dust.

"Your Excellency thinks that the gods, Buddhas, demons, ghosts and men in the world are not chess pieces?"

In the Taoist temple, listening to the sneer in his ears, looking at the white-haired and white-clothed boy in front of him, An Qisheng looked as usual and said lightly:

"Maybe even you and me are other people's pawns, it's unknown!"

"Those who count people will count them. How could fellow Taoists know that they are not pawns?"

The white-haired boy made a move casually, as if he was not confused or angry at all trapped here, and his tone was casual: "I think the tragic person is not that little guy, but you and me."

"oh?"

An Qisheng raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Nothing is certain, who can do it all?"

The white-haired boy also raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly: "For example, at this time, fellow Taoist thought, can you really sleep with me?"

Upon hearing this, An Qisheng also smiled:
Chapter completed!