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struggle,

　　 wrestling,

　　 deadlock,

　　The courage to know failure but also to try,

　　 Even if it is painful and heartbreaking, it's unwavering fortitude,

　　'S plan to slash the three corpses failed, but instead nourished the progress of that person, making the worry in the heart of the win more serious.

Do not,

　　 He would not think he was worried,

　　 will not admit that he is in decline,

　　 He is supreme,

　　 is omnipotent,

at this point,

　　He has always been convinced,

　　 Be sure!

　　However,

　　This does not affect his integrity.

　　 The countless false reincarnations before, many times in life, not without accidents, but probably kept stable.

　　 This life,

　　 Everything seems to have gone into deviation,

　　 First, the little aunt’s ghost was almost crazy.

　　 immediately followed Zhou Ze’s identity change,

　　 Plus the ruins left by King Taishan,

　　 all kinds of coincidences or non-coincidences,

　　 Let this world's watchdog,

　　 is constantly running towards a rhythm out of control!

　　Walking the dog does not lead the dog, it is equal to walking the dog

　　Who is a dog and who is a human depends on who holds the leash.

　　Since this time,

　　 There is a feeling of winning slowly,

　　 It seems that in many ways, he started to be pinned by boss Zhou.

　　 his dignity,

　　 his pride,

　　 his glory,

　　 Never allow yourself to be a bad dog raised by someone else,

no way!

　　 The extremely painful roaring sound continued from Zhou Ze's throat,

This,

　　 is his attitude!

　　 Baiyingying knelt beside him, crying in distress and became tearful;

　　 The dark girl was lying on one side, and she was frightened with a dull look.

　　Only Zhou Ze himself continues this,

　　 Self and their own fight!

　　However,

at this time,

　　 under the billboard that was knocked out of a hole obliquely,

　　 There was a sound of metal impact,

　　 Someone stumbled amidst a rubble and rubble.

　　 Behind the night, it looks very abrupt.

　　 The white training suit was stained with a rich blood color, and it was very dirty. It was not very beautiful on the top of the head, and there were a few extra large blood bags, which made people look very scared.

　　 Actually,

　　 Although the image of the head monk was not good at the beginning, he still had such a taste when he shouted "Buddha" in a cassock. After all, he was a real monk.

　　 And now,

　　 is really no image.

　　 "Call... Call......... Call..."

　　Monkhead monk continuously gasped heavily,

　　 His left face was swollen high,

　　 This was just drawn by Zhou Ze,

　　 It is estimated that there are no more teeth left.

Zhou Ze has just spoiled the flower. Although the little black girl does not look very exquisite, but someone who can discount the two legs of the little girl and then poison it, it is definitely not a match for "heart and soft hands". Side.

and so,

　　 Before flying monk monk,

　　Zhou Ze didn't keep his hand,

　　He felt that this monk should be killed by himself,

　　Who knew this monk was like this,

　　Head iron!

　　 When he saw the monk with skin head coming out,

　　Zhou Ze also silently stopped his "self-mutilation" behavior, twisted his neck slightly, covered the wound on his chest with one hand, and pressed back.

　　 The wound is crusting and there is no further bleeding.

　　 Previously,

　　The head monk was able to suppress the white warbler by his physical strength,

at the moment,

　　 is under Zhou Ze's blow,

　　 can stand up again,

　　 This life is like Xiaoqiang,

　　 is really shocking.

　　 beating,

　　 means to live longer!

　　 "Poof!"

　　The head monk spit out a bit of blood,

There are a few broken teeth in 　　,

　　 There are even some unknown fragments.

　　 He held his neck,

　　 stubbornly maintained his swaying figure,

　　 looks like a proud big cock!

　　 The dark girl was lying on the ground. At this time, the chain on her body had not dissipated. She could only turn her head to the side and watch the monk of the head who stepped over step by step.

do not know why,

　　 She suddenly felt a shock.

　　 This monk,

　　Although it is also a fallacies,

　　Although I like to be a smiling tiger,

　　Although the chicken thief is very attentive,

but,

　　 Why didn't I find out before,

　　Can he be so ugly?

Yes,

at this time,

　　 The dark girl didn’t think it’s such a brave and admirable thing that the head monk continued to walk out stiffly,

　　What is your brain sick?

　　 You just obediently pretend to die under the billboard,

　　You think this is a TV series,

　　 also stiffened the corpse!

　　 I was afraid that I wouldn’t have the part to come out and grab a show, right?

　　 died once and felt that the death was not wonderful enough,

　　I want to ask the director to change his posture again?

　　Do you want this big brother to commit suicide with peace of mind?

　　 is not right,

　　 is not right,

　　 Who committed suicide if he committed suicide!

　　 The dark girl was caught in her own entanglement, and he was very weak under the serious injury. At this moment, he seemed to be even slow in thinking.

　　Lietou Monk walked to a distance of only 20 meters from Zhou Ze,

　　 He grinned,

　　 seems to be laughing,

　　 But the swollen cheek and the gum with few teeth left,

　　 looks like he is crying.

　　 "You shrink,

　　 You are rough, there are no Buddhas;

　　 That poor forest,

　　Today,

　　 will let you see everywhere,

　　 What are the four real Buddhas! "

　　 There are so many teeth, and my face is swollen like this,

　　 also leaked air when speaking,

　　 But the head monk still insisted on his proud stubbornness.

　　Zhou Ze looked at him,

　　 seems to be looking at a ZZ.

　　 Then,

　　Zhou Ze looked at his palm,

　　 is because it was bombed by Shali last time,

　　Cause yourself to wear too much?

　　 So now you can't kill an ordinary person with one punch?

　　Monk closed his mouth,

　　 But his belly began to drum up,

　　 It seems that he also feels that his voice is not accurate now,

and so,

　　He simply used belly language.

　　 God knows why this monk is so bored to run to learn this thing,

　　 But it's really used now!

　　 The voice of the abdomen is a little deep, but it gives a powerful feeling of clang. Under the dark night, it is more solemn!

　　 "Buddha, in my heart;

　　 Buddha, at his feet;

　　 Buddha, you and me;

　　Buddha is sentient beings;

　　 All beings are Buddhas,

　　Buddha is the piece of pure land under Yun Yun,

　　Buddha may not exist,

　　 But when you need it,

　　 Buddha is right in front of you.

　　 Be at ease,

　　 innumerable,

　　 Human suffering, countless reincarnations,

　　 to the end,

　　Sentence:

　　 My Buddha is merciful! "

　　The head monk folded his hands together,

　　 a rise from his body,

　　He at this time,

　　 There really is a kind of spirit that is ten thousand!

　　 Moreover,

　　 This time the Buddha light rippling from him was not purely bright, but more dense like egg yolk, as if flowing out like mercury.

　　 And the monk standing in the center of this "yolk",

　　 turned out to be so sacred and inviolable.

　　 "The Buddha is enduring, the Buddha does not care about time, the Buddha is in the past, the Buddha is in the present, and the Buddha is also in the future.

　　Buddha doesn't care about existence,

　　 Buddha ignores birth and death,

　　The Three Realms,

　　 I don’t know if there are countless Buddha works,

　　Because there are Buddhas walking,

　　Praise Buddhism,

　　Inviting to watch Buddha,

　　Today,

　　Poor monk,

　　 salute Buddha for you! "

　　The head monk reached out to touch Zhou Ze's head,

　　The real Buddha touched me,

　　 Lead me into the empty gate!

　　 Dharma is infinite,

　　 The Buddha's light rolled out,

　　 rolled towards Zhou Ze.

　　 Zhou Ze stood still,

　　 just calmly looked at the monk in front of him.

　　 However,

　　 Until the monk's hand is about to touch Zhou Ze's hair,

　　 Zhou Ze moved.

　　When Zhou Ze moved,

　　Monk head stunned obviously,

　　 him,

　　 can still move?

　　Under the pure light of Buddha,

　　 He can still move!

　　 Amitabha! Amitabha!

　　 This **** script is wrong,

　　The poor monk has already exploded,

　　Supernormal play!

　　Zhou Ze directly grasped the wrist of the monk,

　　 does not have too many expressions,

　　 has no extra explanation,

　　 is more brilliant and colorful than the long story of the monk

　　Zhou Ze’s response is a bit too simple to hurt,

　　 him,

　　 spit out a word:

"dirty."

Yes,

　　I think your hands are dirty,

and so,

　　 Don't touch my hair.

　　 Then,

　　 One flick!

　　The head monk is like a chick caught by an eagle thrown into the air,

　　When falling,

　　 Zhou Ze punched out with a punch!

"boom!"

　　 The dull impact sound,

　　 is mixed with the sound of a continuous piercing of bones with irritating scalp,

　　BIU!

　　 has just sold everything,

A monk with a protagonist's head, who once again made a parabolic movement again, was hit on the river beach and made a "boom" sound. The river on the bank was also stirred up a large circle, causing waves to rise on the river. .

　　 The dark girl took a sigh of relief,

　　 blinked,

At this moment,

　　She feels her non-resistance policy,

How wise and correct is 　　.

　　 is not too counseling,

　　 is that the enemy is too strong and too unsolvable.

　　The white warbler also breathed a sigh of relief,

　　No matter how ridiculous the monk is, it’s newer than the painting style,

　　At least let the boss stop self-mutilation,

　　Why didn't my boss wake up,

　　 boss,

　　 Wake up quickly,

　　 If you never wake up, your body will be disabled by that person...

　　However,

　　 As Zhou Ze reached out his hand to reopen the blood scab on his chest,

　　Before the time has come,

　　 When I can continue to pull the river for a while,

　　 on the beach,

　　 actually heard a loud chant again:

　　 "Looking at the free bodhisattva, when the depth is as long as the paramita is long, seeing the five aggregates are empty and all the misery.

　　Relic, color is not different, empty is not different, color is empty, empty is color.

　　Dark girl: "Lying trough, monk, can you **** come?"

　　 Baiyingying: "Good monk~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Come on, please be sure to keep the boss awake! Or he will start to hurt himself again!"

　　Zhou Ze’s nail just touched the blood scab,

　　 had to stop,

　　At this moment,

　　 Zhou Ze couldn't help but smoke,

　　 That goods,

　　 Not yet dead?

　　 yourself,

Did 　　 retreat to this point?

　　 walked a few steps towards the road,

　　Zhou Ze saw on the beach,

　　 The blood-stained monk monk stumbled up again,

this time,

　　 is not a ventral language,

　　 is not spoken,

　　 But the sound of that Buddhist scripture,

　　 But on this bank, the turbulence of the river kept coming,

　　The head monk raised his hands high,

　　 As crazy as crazy:

　　 "Today,

　　 Disciple, please open the empty door,

　　 Please Buddha,

　　 Demon! "

　　 The middle of the river,

　　Under the moonlight,

　　 It seems that there is really a golden Buddhist temple,

　　 And behind this door,

　　 It seems that there is really a Buddha coming out of the door!