Chapter 409: Fate with Buddha (12)1

Translator: 549690339

Fan Xiu glanced at Fu min, his pure and holy eyes were filled with confusion. His eyelashes were long and curved, reflecting the moonlight.

He had lived for many years, but he could not tell what this demon’s true form was. He only knew that she should not be an adult yet, and her bloodline had not yet awakened, but she was already so powerful…

This caused fan Xiu to fall into deep thought.

Fu Shang suddenly stopped moving.

She laid down on a rock, not caring about the dust on it at all. It was as if she had no bones in her body, and she refused to move.

Fan Xiu looked over indifferently.

you’ve sealed my spiritual energy. I can’t move anymore. I need to rest. Fu Shang replied.

The road was indeed rugged and difficult to walk on. There were vines wrapped around the ancient trees everywhere, and one would trip if they were not careful. It was dark and they could not see clearly. Fu Shang almost sprained his foot.

She had a bad temper to begin with.

Seeing that the monk was her little Tiantian, she had to bear with it. If it was someone else, Fu min would have already fought to the death with him.

Fan Xiu did not object.

He turned his head and looked around. In the end, he picked a clean spot and sat down cross-legged to chant.

Fan Xiu raised one of his hands and placed it in front of his chest. His other hand was holding a string of ancient prayer beads. The beads were very black in color, and against the White of his finger, they looked even whiter.

His thin lips opened and closed, spitting out obscure and difficult-to-understand Scriptures.

Fu Shang was speechless.

He had been ignored.

The young girl’s beautiful peach blossom eyes looked up, and there was a bit of evil in them. It was obvious that she was up to no good.

She stood up sneakily and moved towards fan Xiu’s direction. She was getting closer and closer to him.

Fu min picked up a blade of grass and held it in his hand.

A tender green grass tip was shakily pinched by a white and tender hand. It then slowly moved closer to the snow-robed monk and was about to poke the tall nose of this person.

Fan Xiu opened his eyes.

He looked at Fu min coldly, the kind of coldness that had no emotion. He was not angry, as if he was looking at a naughty cat or dog. He scolded, “”Nonsense.”

Fu Shang’s hand stopped in its tracks.

The blade of grass was also held in her palm and did not move forward.

Not angry?

Fu Shang was confused.

Fan Xiu ignored her and closed his eyes, silently reciting the Scriptures.

He felt the corner of his clothes being pulled.

The snow-robed monk opened his eyes and looked at Fu Shang’s hand that was holding onto his clothes. He frowned slightly and then looked at the red-robed demon in front of him. He tilted his head and gave him a sweet smile,” Holy monk, I want to change my clothes.

Fan Xiu was speechless.

He was stunned for a moment before he pulled the corner of his clothes out of the young girl’s fair and tender hands. He opened his mouth and said indifferently,” why are you telling me this? you can go and change yourself.

“I don’t have any other clothes,” Fu Shang replied.

“So?” fan Xiu frowned.

“Since you’re taking me away, then everything 1 own is Naturally Yours to manage,” Fu Shang said as if it was only natural.

As she spoke, she looked at her tattered red clothes in disgust. Holy monk, you don’t want to see a girl in tattered clothes following behind you, do you? People will think that you’ve done something bad to me.”

Fu min was not embarrassed at all as she blurted out such words without any restraint. Her beautiful eyes were staring straight at fan Xiu.

The snow-robed monk’s beautiful eyebrows twitched.

He was not good with words.

He was completely helpless when he encountered such a troublesome demon..

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