"oh……"

Gu Changhuai turned around and was about to leave.

But Mo Hua suddenly stopped him, "Uncle Gu!"

Gu Changhuai turned around, Mo Hua said with a smile: "I'll ask the last question..."

Gu Changhuai was about to refuse, but when he thought of his cousin's advice, he sighed:

"You ask."

"What does Fire Buddha look like?" Mo Hua asked.

Gu Changhuai frowned, "Didn't you say that, don't you ask?"

Mo Hua said: "I'm afraid that if I meet him and know what he looks like, I can run away early."

"That's what happened, you encountered it?"

"I mean if!"

Mo Hua emphasized, "What if I meet him, can't recognize him, and still foolishly get close to him, and get killed by him?"

Your ideas are truly wonderful...

Gu Changhuai murmured silently.

But for a moment, he couldn't find a reason to refute.

To avoid danger, of course, you must know the danger in advance, otherwise you will not know it in danger, so how can you avoid it?

Gu Changhuai had a headache, and finally he could only sigh:

"Tall, charitable face, wearing a blood-colored robe, with fiery red scars on the head, and a slightly red complexion..."

The ink painting is silently remembered in my heart.

Gu Changhuai turned around and was about to leave. Mo Hua remembered something and called him again.

"Uncle Gu..."

"So what's wrong?"

"I'll ask one last question!"

Gu Changhuai frowned, "Didn't you just say that he was the last one?"

"This time I'm the last one!"

Ink painting is firm in the way.

Gu Changhuai sighed and said angrily: "Say!"

Mo Hua blinked his eyes slightly and asked in a low voice: "Uncle Gu, what is the name of the magic that Fire Buddha practiced?"

Gu Changhuai said alertly: "I can't tell you this."

"Really, I'll ask this last one!"

Gu Changhuai showed suspicion on his face.

Mo Hua said: "Tell me, I won't bother you!"

Gu Changhuai raised his eyebrows, "Really?"

"Um!"

Mo Hua nodded with confidence.

Gu Changhuai shook his head.

Although he didn't believe it, he thought about it and found that it would be nothing to know the name of a spell.

That is forbidden technique.

This little devil can't repair it yourself.

If he really practiced, he would arrest him and throw him into prison and be imprisoned!

Gu Changhuai said silently in his heart.

Seeing Mo Hua look expectant, Gu Changhua sighed again and said slowly: "The forbidden art practiced by Fire Buddha is called..."

"Frozen Fire Technique!"

Mo Hua was stunned, then his eyes shone brightly, brightly.

"Fall" fire technique?!

Gu Changhuai was stunned and felt a little uneasy.

This kid...

You won’t really be ignorant and bold, and want to learn “forbidden art”…

But no matter how bold and reckless he is, it should be impossible. He should put his ideas on the head of "Fire Buddha"...

Gu Changhuai was very worried and frowned and reminded:

"This is a forbidden technique, don't learn it..."

Mo Hua nodded, "Don't worry, Uncle Gu, I won't learn it."

I just use it as a reference, reference, and "plagiarize" the technique, and I will not "learn"...

Gu Changhuai didn't know Mo Hua's little thoughts, so he nodded and left.

Ink painting is satisfied.

These trips were finally gone in vain, and Uncle Gu really knew about the Fire Buddha.

Forbidden technique!

Fire Fallen!

This spell is very powerful at first sound, and "Fall Fire"... seems to have some connection with Fireball.

It’s a pity that I don’t know where the Fire Buddha is.

There is no news on Dao Tingsi.

It seems that we can only make a long-term plan...

...

Mo Hua was there, waiting for Senior Sister Murong, and then joined the belated Senior Brother Feng and others at Daotingsi for foreign exchange, and took a car to the second-pinluanshan City to capture the flower-picking thief - Hua Langjun.

Luanshan City is north of Erpin Bishan City.

There are several small families in the city and several female disciples in the clan. Recently, they have been pale and thin and have a weak breath.

After the family checked, they found that they had been remediated.

The person who collected the supplement was the flower picking thief and Hua Langjun wanted by Daotingsi.

These female disciples were deceived by Hua Langjun's sweet words and voluntarily used as furnaces and cauldrons. After being replenished, their vitality was greatly damaged, but they were greedy for male sex and insisted on protecting Hua Langjun. What did they say:

"He loves me..."

"Even if I was refined, I was willing to..."

"You don't care about what you love and do..."

What's the matter.

These words were asked by Murong Caiyun after going to inquire about them and then came back to Mo Hua to listen to them.

Ink painting is eye-opening.

These days, some monks only look at their beauty and ugly appearance, but they don’t even distinguish between good and bad.

Others want to eat your meat, drink your blood, and replenish your vitality, and they are willing to do so, even enjoy it...

Fortunately, Daolu is still ruthless.

It is guilty to collecting and remedy.

Hua Langjun was among the female disciples in Luanshan City, and was very happy and lingering in love with each other. He managed his time very well.

But because the management was too good and the time was too tight, he didn't have time to escape after the incident, but didn't know which fireworks willow alley or the deep mansion he hid.

The rain leaves traces, and the geese leave sounds.

Since there are traces left, don’t try to escape, especially in front of the ink painting.

The ink painting's spiritual consciousness scanned, carefully observed, and calculated the cause and effect, and soon discovered the traces of Hua Langjun.

Everyone followed the traces and searched all the way, and found... the largest second-grade family in Luanshan City, in the boudoir of the head of the Wang family...

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Chapter completed!