Chapter 430: Fate with Buddha (33)_ 1
Translator: 549690339
I know, senior brother mu. It’s getting late. 1’11 go first…
Qin Wanwan walked away in a daze. Her face was pale to a certain extent, and her dark eyes hid an imperceptible resentment that was extremely deep.
The bright moon hung in the night sky.
The moonlight shone down miserably, casting mottled shadows on the ground through the numerous and intertwined leaves and branches.
Qin Wanwan didn’t know where she had gone. Looking at the unfamiliar surroundings, she suddenly felt like she had been abandoned by the whole world.
She suddenly laughed. The moonlight shone on the girl’s pale face. Qin Wanwan’s laughter gradually grew louder. She laughed so hard that tears were about to come out and she bent down.
Qin Wanwan, Qin Wanwan, how stupid are you?
Qin Wanwan would never forget the scene when her gentle Senior Sister gave her a candied gourd.
“Come, Senior Sister will treat you to some candied gourd.”
Everyone was bullying her at that time.
Only song Yu ‘er helped Qin Wanwan, even if it was just a spur of the moment.
Calling her Senior Sister had become Qin Wanwan’s lifelong obsession.
If the previous Qin Wanwan relied on and respected this Senior Sister, then now, she hated her.
The girl’s slender body was trembling slightly. Because of the strong resentment, her eyes had turned red. In the night, she looked like an evil spirit that had climbed out of hell.
Song Yu ‘er, how could you? how could you do this to me …
I trusted you so much, but you betrayed me.
“You should die, you should die …”
Fu min, who was hiding in the dark, saw the entire process of Qin Wanwan’s pain and despair to her dark side. The girl’s expression was very calm, except for the occasional sneer.
Qin Wanwan had a taste of the pain that Jiang Yu had suffered in her previous life. In fact, it was even worse than that.
So, as long as she killed Qin Wanwan, her mission would be considered complete.
Fu Shang nodded in satisfaction, she was obviously very satisfied with her performance.
It was a heart-killing move.
It was the best way to destroy a person.
*
Previously, Fu Shang had been in closed door cultivation for a period of time. He waited and waited and helplessly realized that he was about to reach adulthood but he just didn’t show up. It seemed like he was still lacking some kind of opportunity.
There was nothing he could do.
Fu min went to look for fan Xiu.
To put it nicely, it was to bond.
*
Just as he pushed open the door of the meditation room, fan Xiu felt that something was wrong. An unfamiliar aura came from the room.
The snow-robed monk raised his clear eyes slightly, and his gaze fell on the red-robed female demon on the couch, with a hint of coldness.
Then, he was stunned.
Fan Xiu clenched the prayer beads in his hand and lowered his eyelashes.”What are you doing here?”
As he spoke, he stepped in and then closed the door. His movements were gentle and natural, which was pleasing to the eye.
Fu min was lying on his side on the bed as if he had no bones. He half-raised his eyes, and his long and narrow peach blossom eyes seemed to be able to attract the soul.
An ethereal and charming voice gradually sounded.
“Holy monk, am I beautiful?”
Fan Xiu subconsciously glanced at her, then quickly looked away. He put his palms together and said softly, “”I’m a monk. You shouldn’t be asking me this,”
Fu min continued to tease him.
“I don’t believe you.”
“Open your eyes and look at me. 1 don’t believe that your heart is as still as water.”
The snow-robed monk raised his eyes and looked over with a cold and indifferent gaze.
Their eyes met for a long time..
Chapter 430: Fate with Buddha (33)_ 1
Translator: 549690339
I know, senior brother mu. It’s getting late. 1’11 go first…
Qin Wanwan walked away in a daze. Her face was pale to a certain extent, and her dark eyes hid an imperceptible resentment that was extremely deep.
The bright moon hung in the night sky.
The moonlight shone down miserably, casting mottled shadows on the ground through the numerous and intertwined leaves and branches.
Qin Wanwan didn’t know where she had gone. Looking at the unfamiliar surroundings, she suddenly felt like she had been abandoned by the whole world.
She suddenly laughed. The moonlight shone on the girl’s pale face. Qin Wanwan’s laughter gradually grew louder. She laughed so hard that tears were about to come out and she bent down.
Qin Wanwan, Qin Wanwan, how stupid are you?
Qin Wanwan would never forget the scene when her gentle Senior Sister gave her a candied gourd.
“Come, Senior Sister will treat you to some candied gourd.”
Everyone was bullying her at that time.
Only song Yu ‘er helped Qin Wanwan, even if it was just a spur of the moment.
Calling her Senior Sister had become Qin Wanwan’s lifelong obsession.
If the previous Qin Wanwan relied on and respected this Senior Sister, then now, she hated her.
The girl’s slender body was trembling slightly. Because of the strong resentment, her eyes had turned red. In the night, she looked like an evil spirit that had climbed out of hell.
Song Yu ‘er, how could you? how could you do this to me …
I trusted you so much, but you betrayed me.
“You should die, you should die …”
Fu min, who was hiding in the dark, saw the entire process of Qin Wanwan’s pain and despair to her dark side. The girl’s expression was very calm, except for the occasional sneer.
Qin Wanwan had a taste of the pain that Jiang Yu had suffered in her previous life. In fact, it was even worse than that.
So, as long as she killed Qin Wanwan, her mission would be considered complete.
Fu Shang nodded in satisfaction, she was obviously very satisfied with her performance.
It was a heart-killing move.
It was the best way to destroy a person.
*
Previously, Fu Shang had been in closed door cultivation for a period of time. He waited and waited and helplessly realized that he was about to reach adulthood but he just didn’t show up. It seemed like he was still lacking some kind of opportunity.
There was nothing he could do.
Fu min went to look for fan Xiu.
To put it nicely, it was to bond.
*
Just as he pushed open the door of the meditation room, fan Xiu felt that something was wrong. An unfamiliar aura came from the room.
The snow-robed monk raised his clear eyes slightly, and his gaze fell on the red-robed female demon on the couch, with a hint of coldness.
Then, he was stunned.
Fan Xiu clenched the prayer beads in his hand and lowered his eyelashes.”What are you doing here?”
As he spoke, he stepped in and then closed the door. His movements were gentle and natural, which was pleasing to the eye.
Fu min was lying on his side on the bed as if he had no bones. He half-raised his eyes, and his long and narrow peach blossom eyes seemed to be able to attract the soul.
An ethereal and charming voice gradually sounded.
“Holy monk, am I beautiful?”
Fan Xiu subconsciously glanced at her, then quickly looked away. He put his palms together and said softly, “”I’m a monk. You shouldn’t be asking me this,”
Fu min continued to tease him.
“I don’t believe you.”
“Open your eyes and look at me. 1 don’t believe that your heart is as still as water.”
The snow-robed monk raised his eyes and looked over with a cold and indifferent gaze.
Their eyes met for a long time..
