Gorgeous and enchanting supreme ghost doctor (Heavenly Doctor Fengjiu)

Not long after, the monk walked in slowly, and bowed his hands to Xuanyuan Moze: "The poor monk has seen the donor."

"Master, please sit down." Xuanyuan Mo Ze gestured, already setting the chessboard.

Lengshuang served two cups of hot tea, then stepped back and stood still.

The monk walked forward and sat down slowly, and looked sideways as he listened to the giggles of the two children over there.

I saw that the two meaty children were hugged and fed by the two of them. Their exquisite faces carried unsatisfactory smiles. In a pair of pure eyes, there was only joy and worry-free, and, to this world Curiosity.

Seeing this, he sighed inwardly, secretly shook his head and retracted his gaze, and murmured Amitabha Buddha inwardly.

Xuanyuan Moze's eyes kept falling on him, watching him sit down and then looking at the two children. When his peaceful eyes flashed with pity and regret, his eyes flashed across. A deep gloomy light, the deep black pupil glanced at a pair of children, and then landed on the monk, with a trace of thought on his face.

The monk's eyes were not right when he saw the two children. The feeling made him a little unhappy and a little uneasy.

He and Ah Jiu’s children have been human dragons and phoenixes since they were born. From the moment they were born, they were already much higher than many people in the world. They were blessed by the strong from all walks of life when they were born, plus two Children are also cute, each with their own characteristics.

But why, the monk sees pity and pity in their eyes?

He narrowed his gaze, concealed the look in his eyes, took a sip of the tea from the side, and then asked seemingly inadvertently: "Master, you have been living with us for a while, our pair Sons and daughters, I wonder what the master thinks of them?"

Hearing this, the others in the courtyard were a little unsure.How about their little master?That is naturally the existence of dragons and phoenixes among the proud of heaven, so why ask this monk?

Hearing Xuanyuan Moze's words, the monk only glanced at him, and then squeezed his eyes together with his hands together and muttered, "Amitabha Buddha, the child of Emperor and Fengxing, is rich in blessings and is beyond comparison. "

Xuanyuan Moze played with the teacup and didn't look at him. He just said in a slow voice, "Oh? Really? But how does this lord see that the master looks at them with a trace of pity and pity?"

As soon as his voice fell, he raised his eyes to look at the monk on the opposite side, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and his eyes were still cold: "I wonder if the master can help the monk?

The monk paused, his lips pressed slightly, and he didn't say a word for a while.

Lengshuang and Gray Wolf in the courtyard listened to these words and couldn't help but glance at each other in surprise, some of them didn't understand.This is how the same thing?

"Why? Are you talking a lot?" Xuanyuan Mo Ze asked, pressing on every step of the way.

The monk felt the breath in the air a little bit colder, and felt that the cold breath released from him was very intriguing. The pressure was diffused, and he couldn't help feeling that his chest seemed to be pressed. A huge boulder makes it hard to breathe.

"Amitabha Buddha, the benefactor, is not a poor monk who doesn't want to say it, but the secret is not to be revealed, it can't be said." He shook his head, sighed, and looked helpless.

Listening to his words, Xuanyuan Mo Ze's eyes burst into a cold light: "So, what really does this monarch do not know?"