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Chapter 1154 Dissuasion (2 more)

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    Facing Fakong's calm gaze, her heart skipped a beat, and the hairs all over her body stood on end.

    A gust of cold air went from the tailbone to the ridge and passed through the jade pillow, which made her shiver involuntarily, and her jade face changed slightly.

    She hurriedly withdrew her gaze and looked at Zhao Qianjun.

    Zhao Qianjun was immersed in beautiful longing and imagination, with a smile on his face, and his eyes were soft and bright.

    She sighed secretly and shook her head.

    How can I break Brother Zhao's fantasy?

    Senior Brother Zhao didn't know anything about Monk Fakong, and he didn't know its depth, so he believed it to be true based on the judgment of the disciples of the Tianhai Sword Sect.

    This is a taboo.

    Senior Brother Zhao didn't know how terrifying Monk Fakong was, and if he had to assassinate him rashly, he would eventually fail. I'm afraid he would not forgive Monk Fakong's methods, and Senior Brother Zhao's life would be in danger.

    The more I think about it, the more anxious I become, and I can't keep calm gradually.

    Once you lose your calm, your mind will become more chaotic.

    She understood that it was because concern caused chaos, and it was really because Zhao Qianjun's move was too dangerous, he was looking for his own death and throwing himself into a trap.

    I knew it but couldn't persuade him.

    Do you want to watch him die?

    She took a deep breath, closed her bright eyes, trying to calm herself down, trying to induce the power of the void to descend.

    However, he was in a restless mood and his heart was in a state of confusion, but he couldn't attract the power of the void, and he couldn't calm himself down.

    The more anxious she was, the more she couldn't do it, and the more she couldn't do it, the more anxious she was. All of a sudden, her heart was pounding, and her chest was full of irritability.

    A stream of clear spring water poured down from the Baihui acupoint, washing her body in an instant.

    The mind is cleared up, the heart is inexplicably quiet, all external objects become distant and blurred, only the feeling of tranquility is soaking in.

    She turned her head to look in the direction of the outer courtyard of King Kong Temple.

    Know that this is the mantra of purifying the heart.

    It is Fakong who casts the mantra of purifying the heart in the distance.

    Immediately, Fakong's voice came from her mind, causing her face to change slightly, and she couldn't help reaching into her left sleeve.

    There is a letter inside the emerald green ruffled sleeve, which appeared here unknowingly and silently, and I didn't even notice it before.

    Her face darkened, but she didn't get angry. Her mood remained calm, and her anger couldn't exist.

    She opened the letter, took out the plain paper inside and glanced at it, her eyebrows frowned again.

    "Junior Sister, what is it?"

    "¡­¡­nothing."

    "I can't watch it, can I?"

    "Brother, it's better not to look at it."

    "Then I want to see it even more, what should I do?" Zhao Qianjun stared at the letter paper, and said with a smile: "Who wrote it?"

    Song Yuanyuan sighed lightly: "Brother, don't read it."

    "I really can't watch it?" Zhao Qianjun forced a smile and said, "Could it be your friend? Then I really shouldn't watch it."

    No matter how much you like it, you can't go beyond it, otherwise you will definitely anger her. This is her rule, and you have to abide by it.

    Song Yuanyuan looked at him, and finally handed over the letter: "Master Fakong."

    What does it mean that he didn't know when it appeared in his sleeve, without anyone noticing it?

    It means that it is easy for him to take his own life.

    His own life was held in the palm of his hand, and he could crush himself to death at any time, so he had to be obedient.

    Zhao Qianjun was startled when he heard the words, took the letter paper, froze his eyes after sweeping his eyes, and looked up at Song Yuanyuan.

    Song Yuanyuan shook her head: "I don't know when he let it in."

    "When did you meet him?"

    "Not long ago." Song Yuanyuan said, "I bid him farewell and left the outer courtyard of King Kong Temple."

    "Say goodbye to him?!" Zhao Qianjun suddenly dissatisfied: "Just leave!"

    Song Yuanyuan glanced at him without refuting.

    Zhao Qianjun snorted: "Then are you very close to him?"

    Song Yuanyuan thought for a while, then shook her head: "It's never been shorter than five steps, and it's impossible to reach out. It must have been thrown in by some method. This method is really amazing."

    "Pretending to be a ghost! It's ridiculous!" Zhao Qianjun disdainfully.

    He was sure that he could kill Fakong this time, so he only felt that Fakong's display of means was a bluff, anyway, he was a mortal man.

    Song Yuanyuan stared at him.

    Zhao Qianjun said: "Junior Sister, don't worry, he's not that powerful. He really wants to snatch you away from our other courtyard? Impossible!"

    "He can't take it away"Song Yuanyuan said: "Then why do I have to stop you?"

    "Your judgment"

    "They don't understand Fakong at all!" Song Yuanyuan hummed: "Sometimes what the eyes see is not true!"

    "" Zhao Qianjun gritted his teeth and stared at her viciously.

    Song Yuanyuan stopped looking at him and turned to look elsewhere.

    The atmosphere suddenly became frozen.

    After a while, Zhao Qianjun took a deep breath and said, "This is a plan I've been planning for a long time, and it's perfect"

    "He has a celestial eye, sees you directly, and then sees the future through the celestial eye, and sees all your plans in his eyes."

    "I have a treasure that can cover the Celestial Eye."

    "If I can really hide it, I won't come here at this time." Song Yuanyuan said angrily: "Brother, you are a wise man who was confused for a while, why did you get lost? Think about it carefully!"

    She turned and left.

    "Junior Sister, you" Seeing her leave, Zhao Qianjun was in a hurry, and hurriedly raised his hand to say hello: "Junior Sister!"

    Song Yuanyuan kept walking out, Zhao Qianjun hurriedly used lightness kung fu to stop her in a hurry, but she dodged and avoided in advance.

    She left the back garden at a sudden speed, and left Tianhai Bieyuan directly.

    When Zhao Qianjun chased to the gate of Tianhai Bieyuan, he still couldn't catch up with Song Yuanyuan, and watched Song Yuanyuan leave, heading towards the outer courtyard of King Kong Temple.

    Gritting his teeth and glaring angrily, he raised his foot to chase after him, but stopped again, then raised his foot again unwillingly, stopped again, and did this three times, and finally put down his footsteps dejectedly, completely giving up his thoughts of chasing after him.

    An invisible force restrained him and prevented him from chasing out. He couldn't figure out whether it was the dignity of a man or the dignity of the head.

    Song Yuanyuan went straight back to the outer courtyard of King Kong Temple, came to the lotus pond in front of the Sutra Pavilion, and came to Fakong.

    Fakong looked at her calmly.

    Song Yuanyuan said coldly: "Master, are you satisfied?"

    Fakong smiled: "Goddess Jiutianxuan's skill is really good, she can sense my gaze."

    "Everything can't escape the master's palm!" Song Yuanyuan snorted.

    Fakong said: "It still depends on Miss Song's help. ?
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