Fan Xiu clasped his hands together.
"I'm a monk, so I shouldn't be too close to women. Please don't make things difficult for me, almsgiver,"
Fu Shang was speechless.
This person was suddenly so polite and even called himself a poor monk, which made her a little uncomfortable.
Little Tian Tian wanted to chase her away.
Not happy (_)
Fan Xiu walked away, a complicated look flashed in his clear eyes, but it was only for a moment. He tightened his grip on the prayer beads in his hand and abandoned the chaotic thoughts in his mind.
He muttered in his heart.
Right and wrong turn around, the world of mortals is crazy, carefree and fearless.
The Banshee's ethereal and sweet voice sounded behind him. In this empty Valley, it was particularly clear.
"Hey, monk."
"If you don't let me follow you, I have nothing to do. The only way is to seek revenge. If you want to seek revenge, you have to kill."
Fu Shang's words were clearly a threat.