A black doctor from a certain American comic

Chapter 361 If we can’t beat him, then we will join him!

Feed the devil with your body!

This word popped into Fan Qinghui's mind.

Well, if we can't beat him, then we will join them. This is Cihang Jingzhai's philosophy of life.

Just like Yan Jing'an and the magician Pang Ban, Le Bingyun and Pang Ban, or Bi Xiuxin and Shi Zhixuan, Fan Qinghui and Song Que. Of course, Song Que didn't want it in the end, but he could never erase Fan Qing from his heart. The shadow of wisdom.

Otherwise, why don’t the descendants of Cihang Jingzhai shave their heads?

Anyone who has studied appearance at all knows that hair carries at least 80% of a person's appearance...

Cihang Jingzhai is one of the two holy places of Buddhism. Of course, it is a real disciple of Buddhism. In strict accordance with the Buddhist precepts, both men and women must be ordained, so men became monks and women became nuns.

The disciples of Cihang Jingzhai are one of the supreme leaders of Buddhism. If they don’t lead by example, why should they be exceptions?

Perhaps heroes like Pang Ban and Shi Zhixuan are extremely smart and can understand what is true and false.

But why can’t Cihang Jingzhai kill two birds with one stone?

While dragging down the other party, and at the same time influencing them with true love, Cihang Jingzhai's people will not suffer. People like Shi Zhixuan and Pang Ban are handsome, smart, and powerful... They are definitely the dreams of countless girls.

The pressure Mo Fei is now putting on Fan Qinghui naturally makes Fan Qinghui think of the word "feeding the devil with one's body".

They have been completely defeated. If they do nothing and allow things to develop, then their Buddhist lineage may even be cut off.

This must not happen!

"Feixuan, for the sake of my Buddhist tradition, I have no choice but to wrong you!" Fan Qinghui sighed in her heart.

……

The hot springs are blooming, the mirrors are shining brightly, and the white water is flying like a rainbow, bringing rain.

"I'm so exhausted!" Murphy soaked in the bathtub, lazily relaxing his muscles, looking at the rising mist, and said, "Yuyan, why do you think people have to fight and kill? "

Shi Fei Xuan was wearing a bath towel, with a classically beautiful face. Her long, black hair made her face look a little thin without makeup. Her long eyelashes flickered and trembled on her big, clear eyes, which were pink and moist. Her little mouths were pressed together nervously, like a bright and clear red cherry, which made people want to taste it.

She was beside Murphy at this time, helping him peel the grapes.

A pair of eyes with crystal clear eyes, like orchids in an empty valley, filled with a spirit of coolness and sadness like water.

Murphy ate the skinless grapes handed over by his concubine, and then said helplessly, "Actually, I don't have a hobby of killing people. I'm actually a pacifist."

After hearing what Murphy said, Shi Feixuan, who was still peeling grapes for him, couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Can you say that?

"There is no way. There are so many disputes over interests in this world. We only rely on words to argue. I don't know how long it will take to get a result. It is more convenient to distribute the interests by fighting and killing. There are fewer competitors." Zhu Yuyan enjoyed it. Fan Qinghui squeezed his shoulders and beat his legs, with a very comfortable expression on his face.

After so many years of tit-for-tat confrontation with Fan Qinghui, she never thought that Zhu Yuyan would be able to have Fan Qinghui bring her tea and water, squeeze her feet and wash her feet.

After killing Ning Daoqi, Fan Qinghui, Shi Feixuan, the three holy monks and others automatically surrendered. After all, Ning Daoqi, the number one person in the Central Plains, was dead, so what was the point of them continuing to fight? ?

It's just an increase in casualties.

So, after Fan Qinghui and Shi Feixuan surrendered, Shi Feixuan became Mo Fei's maid, and Fan Qinghui became Zhu Yuyan's maid.

Fan Qinghui has a long and narrow oval face, as white as cream, a high bridge of nose, fair and delicate skin on a long and thin neck, and a head of hair hanging loosely on her shoulders. She is still very charming as a woman.

"Wouldn't it be nice for everyone to sit together and play poker to share the benefits?" Murphy sighed.

Zhu Yuyan shrugged and said, "It's fair to distribute benefits based on luck like this, but they think it's unfair for strong men with big shoulders and round waists! They think that because they are broad-minded and fat, they have to share more than skinny people. So they firmly believe that the big fist is the truth.