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The white fox, who was held in Zhao Linger's arms, heard that Bu Feifan was going to hand him over to the Zen arhat, so frightened that a pair of small claws grabbed Zhao Linger's skirt desperately, almost tore the clothes.
"Bu Feifan, what are you talking about!"
Maybe the cute and cute appearance of the white fox touched the softness deep in Zhao Linger's heart. She stared at Bu Feifan with peach blossom eyes, and hugged the white fox even tighter.
"Little Princess Linger, the five arhats in front of us are at the peak of the Da Luo Jinxian. Do you think I can take you and this white fox to escape safely?"
"Hurry up, hand over the little fox to the arhats!"
Bu Feifan urged.
Zhao Linger was about to cry, this was the first time she experienced this feeling.
Obviously it was her beloved thing, and she knew that the little fox would definitely suffer inhuman treatment if it was taken away by the arhats, but she had no choice but to hand over the white fox.
Why?
Because the five arhats are all at the peak of Daluo Jinxian's cultivation base, she is only a small celestial realm, and even if Bu Feifei is terrifying, she is no more than a Luotian celestial being.
"I don't want to!"
Zhao Ling'er hugged the little fox tightly, and crystal tears rolled out of her peach blossom eyes instantly.
"There is nothing you can do if you don't want to, do you want us to die because of this little fox?"
"Zhao Ling'er, don't forget, you have to go back to Nanzhao Kingdom to save your mother, and you have to go back to Xianling Island to see grandma and your sisters, have you really decided?"
Bu Feifan looks very serious on the surface, but his heart is already full of joy.
Even if he didn't use the Nine Apertures to Sacred Heart, the song "Seeking Demon" alone was enough to overthrow the five arhats.
The reason why he did this was to let Zhao Linger understand that in this prehistoric world, power is the basic criterion that determines everything.
You are weak, and all your beloved things will be tyrannically taken away by others. Only when you are strong can you protect the things you care about.
"What should I do?!"
Zhao Linger's eyes were full of tears, the pain and despair she had never felt in her heart.
"Ling'er, if I protect you and the white fox, are you willing to forgive me for deceiving you before?"
"willing!"
Without much consideration, Zhao Linger nodded her head heavily.
"That's fine, don't break your promise!"
Bu Feifan smiled lightly.
"Are you planning to hand over the white fox?"
Tota Arhat's eyes suddenly darkened.
"Tota Lohan, little one, didn't I say earlier that if you hand over the white fox to you, you have to promise me a small request!"
"This request is, can you kneel down on the ground and bow and kowtow to the little me three times and nine times!?"
"Presumptuous!"
Tota Luohan was furious, and only then did he realize that Bu Feifan was playing with them from the beginning to the end.
"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, young man, I will give you one last chance to hand over the white fox to us, and you only need to bow your head and worship for your sins of teasing us before, don't be obsessed with it!"
The person who spoke, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and a good-natured appearance, is the happy Arhat among the eighteen Arhats.
"What if I insist on not giving it?"
"If you insist on not giving it, don't blame us for being ruthless!"
Another arhat made a deep voice, with a murderous look on his brows. It was the sitting deer arhat among the eighteen arhats.
"Ruthless? Since when did your Zen sect have feelings?"
"If you want to fight, you can fight, so there is so much nonsense, you don't need to teach me what kind of piss you are!"
"Return his mother's mercy?! Pooh!"
Bu Feifan took a mouthful of saliva, and spat it in Tota Lohan's face.
"Boy, this deity killed you!"
Although he escaped the spit, Tota Lohan was already so angry that he was about to vomit blood.
As the top existence among the 500 Arhats, when did he Tota Arhat suffer such humiliation?
First, being played a language game by Bu Feifan, and then being spat out by this kid, is tolerable or unbearable.
"kill!"
Tota Arhat held a stupa in his hand, and built it down on the top of Bu Feifan's head.
The Buddha's light hung down, the Sanskrit sound shook, and a gust of wild hunting wind blew on the spot, causing Zhao Linger's figure to stagger from side to side.
"Shua!"
With a wave of the sleeve robe, a wave of literary energy swept across Zhao Linger's body, sending her and the white fox directly dozens of miles away.
"Zheng!"
The green bamboo waved and slammed on the pagoda fiercely. The collision between the acquired treasure and the acquired treasure was not as anxious as imagined.
The green bamboo directly sent the pagoda flying, turning it into a golden light, and falling into a mountain range.
The immeasurable Buddha's light overflowed, causing the mountain range to sink on the spot.
"Clumsy!"
Huanxi Arhat was still smiling, he tossed a string of Buddhist beads, each crystal clear, like gems, towards Bu Feifan.
"Hahaha, Taiqing Laozi's Vajra Pecking Master is all flying, and a string of small Buddha beads also want to set me up?!"
Bu Feifan stood on the ancient road and never retreated.
The moment the beads fell, he dodged the blow with a flash, and then the green bamboo passed through the beads, stabbing this acquired treasure into the ground fiercely.
Huanxi Arhat's face changed, he pinched the seal with his hand, and urged it for a long time, the vibration of the wearing Buddha beads made the ground crack, but he couldn't break free from the control of the green bamboo.
"There's something wrong with this kid, he's definitely pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger! He can't be a cultivator of Luo Tianshangxian!"
Huanxi Luohan no longer had the slightest smile on his face, and began to focus on it.
"So what about Da Luo Jinxian? There are five of us!"
An honest voice came out, and one of the eighteen arhats, the one holding the bowl, came out, and he hit the ancient bowl in his hand at Bu Feifan.
The ancient bowl is very old, with Zen scriptures inscribed on it, and the swastika-shaped imprint shines brightly, revealing a heavy feeling.
For the first time, Bu Feifei's face was not relaxed.
He hasn't used "Seeking Demons" yet, and he is truly at the pinnacle of Luo Tianshangxian.
"Early Hair Baidi City" and "Dapeng Poetry" are blessed with thirty times the speed, and the steps are extraordinary and can move dozens of feet horizontally.
The ancient bowl fell, the elegant carriage was reduced to dust, and the steed was crushed into blood and flesh amidst the neighing sound.
"Boom!"
The sky trembled, the official road directly pressed out a sinkhole, the smoke and dust billowed, and Zhao Linger was thrilled to see it.
"I was going to play with you and let you live a little longer, but you killed my horse. I decided to let you die immediately. When it comes to reincarnation, remember to apologize to my horse!"
Bu Feifan held green bamboo in his hand, and the surroundings suddenly gathered a rich and almost substantive cultural atmosphere.
"Kneeling in front of the Buddha with all expectations"
Bu Feifan began to chant "Seeking Demon", and the surrounding world changed color. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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