The little beggar - A Lei, dead.

This is the second member of the Demon Hall. The way of death is different every time, but every way of death is a strange and thrilling visible to the naked eye, accompanied by huge pain and torture.

Lin Li's entire monk's robe was soaked, as if he was about to face punishment by the "master of the scenes".

Just now, it was just a little short, and the dead man became him.

Lin Li returned to the front yard and walked to the near lotus pond. He saw Miaoming shouting and scolding four servant monks on the stone bridge.

The four errand monks were silent and submissive.

Lin Li seemed to see himself back then.

He shook his head, knowing that he didn't want to live like this for the rest of his life.

He turned around and wanted to leave, but Miaoming shouted: "Jican, where have you been? Why did you come out of the backyard!"

Lin Li turned around, and there were beads of sweat dripping from his forehead. He opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

Miaoming walked over, "You have finished cleaning up the damage to the mountain gate so quickly?"

Lin Li did not answer Miaoming's question, but asked: "Master Miaoming, do you know the 'Thousand-year Aurora Orchid'?"

Miaoming was stunned, closed his eyes and touched the back of his bare head, "Isn't this the main medicinal herb of 'Qi Yin Dan'? What do you ask about this?"

When he opened his eyes, Miaoming was stunned again, and saw that the front of him was already empty.

There is no trace of the line.
Chapter completed!