Zhu Yun glared at Fu Yunche fiercely, saying that he could come back and never leave again, it must be because this man only had one day to reunite. What is the emperor? Mengmeng is also loved by many people in modern times, but this person is quite handsome, a hundred times better than those stars. What's the use of being handsome?

Can handsome keep them from Mengmeng forever?

So they all were hostile.

"These people are really..."

"Shut up!" Fu Yunche turned his head and scolded, then stood up and followed in.

Gong Yang Yuqing grabbed the back of the head, so frustrated. When did Your Majesty kneel down? He didn't appreciate it. Do they look down on themselves too much?

After entering the room, they found two old men sitting on the sofa, one was Master Xianyun who sent them, and the other was an unfamiliar old monk. Seeing an acquaintance, the three of them finally had the illusion of meeting old friends in a foreign land. They walked up to sit next to Xianyun. Yang Yuqing smiled and hugged Xianyun's shoulders: "I feel so safe when I see you, Master? What's wrong with you?"

Su Mengdie and others sat on the sofa opposite the coffee table. Behind the sofa were two men in black, wearing sunglasses, with their backs and waists, folded their hands and placed their abdomen, and their attitude was cold.

Master Xianyun looked regretful, holding a photo in his hand, and was very miserable. He ignored Yang Yuqing's noise, but looked at the former generation of monks: "Master, how can you get married? How can you break the precepts? You are a monk!"

"Yianyun, your thoughts are too pedantic. In today's society, monks can get married!" The old monk's face was full of redness and did not take his disciple's dissatisfaction seriously.

Xianyun raised the photo, there were almost thirty people on it, sniffing and asking hoarsely: "Are these your descendants?" Oh my God, a wife, seven sons, seven daughters-in-law, and eight grandchildren, this... His most beloved master even lied to him in his dream that he was still a respected monk here.

For his words, he waited for Liu Ru's daughter for decades. He never thought of returning to secular life and traveling around the world to find that person. His mission is to use his life to send that person back to the place he should go, or let that person meet with her father to repay his peace. What is this for? Isn't it because the master is a great monk who everyone praises?

He was very proud of having such a master. He wanted to meet him all day long, even if he died, but now he was shocked. Not only did he get married, but he also had such a big family. He was really wronged to devote his life to such a demon monk. It was not worth dying. The more he thought about it, the more he burst into tears.

"Yanyun, just look at it. Your teacher has chosen someone for you. After falling into reincarnation, you will be reborn in that family. At that time, we will become a family member. You will find the one you like, and you will have such a family at that time!" The old monk was dissatisfied with his disciple's pedantic thoughts and began to persuade him.

Xianyun's heart is already cold. What kind of monk? The whole demon monk, demon monk, is hateful. He has deceived him for decades before he won't marry a wife and have children. What the hell is this? How can monks get married? They also eat wine and meat. Alas, how can humans be so degenerate?

An hour later, everyone returned to normal, but Xianyun still held the photo and cried silently.

Zhu Yun and Chu Qing both pulled Su Mengdie to chat about her legendary life in ancient times.

Uncle Su's eyes finally turned to Fu Yunche opposite again, with no more tears on his face. He raised his legs around his chest and said "click" twice. The leather shoes hit the glass table hard, with extremely arrogant eyes staring at him.
Chapter completed!