When Mo Qiu saw his bald image in the mirror, he almost cried. He always valued his appearance the most. Every time he went out, he had to meticulously organize it carefully and appear in front of others with the most perfect image.

As a result, today he was rescued by the monk he hated in a embarrassed manner, but he was shaved with his head!

When I saw myself with a bald head, Mo Qiuru felt the nine thunder thunder and his whole body was stiff...

Xiao Ying looked at Mo Qiu's expression of indulgence, and was a little worried. The male protagonist would not be fragile because he was shaved, so he wanted to die. It seems that in the original work, the male protagonist has a narcissistic personality and likes people with high looks, so he chose to be with the heroine, the most beautiful woman in the world.

He felt that this move might have had a big blow to the male protagonist, so he comforted him: "Actually, you have a pretty bald look. I have never heard of whether a person looks good or not, so I shave him a bald head. Even a bald head looks very good must be a very outstanding person."

Then Xiao Ying said without blushing: "I just want to see if the donor is really good-looking." It's not retaliation.

Mo Qiu looked at Xiao Rong suspiciously, but when he saw the little monk in front of him, his appearance was as good as a pearl, he felt that his words were really reasonable. If a person even looks good at bald, he must be very good-looking. Now Mo Qiu looked at his bald image in the mirror and felt particularly pleasing to him, and he felt confident that even if he was a bald man, he was the most handsome man!

Xiao Ying looked at Mo Qiu's stupid look in front of the mirror and smiled from time to time, and was a little suspicious that he was good at lip-syncing skills. He fooled the male protagonist in just a few words?

When Mo Qiu looked at Xiao Ying again, there was no more anger in his eyes. Although the other party praised him for being good-looking, this bald monk still hates it!

Xiao Rong shaved him baldly just to take revenge on Mo Qiu's words "Bald Donkey". He did not make the male protagonist become a monk. So as Mo Qiu's injuries gradually improved, the ink hair on his head grew back as his blood surged. He happily combed his hairstyle. Although he was fooled by Xiao Rong just now and did not reject the bald image, he still had a hairstyle and looked more handsome.

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Xiao Ying looked at the sky, turned to Mo Qiu and said, "It's too late for this donor. I found a cave in front of me. Let's go over."

Mo Qiu thought that his identity as the young master of the Demon Sect was not exposed to the Buddha Sect Kongjue, and just now Kongjue saved him again, so he said, "My name is Mo Qiu, the ink-colored Mo, the Qiulong Qiu. Master Kongjue, let's go."

The weather in the canyon is unpredictable, and it may be bright outside the canyon, and the sky is dark and rainstorms are pouring in the canyon.

There was no heavy rain this night, and there were also waves of beast roars outside the cave. The monsters in this canyon were not weak, otherwise Mo Qiu would not be willing to go with Xiao Rong even if he was injured.

Xiao Rong made a fire, and Mo Qiu stood beside the fire. He subconsciously wanted to take out the magic weapon used when he was sleeping in the wild from the Qiankun bag, but he felt it empty and turned his head to look at Xiao Rong: "Bald donkey! Did you steal this young master's Qiankun bag?"

Xiao Ying sat next to the fire: "I'll ask the bald donkey to shave you!"

Mo Qiu subconsciously touched his head.

Xiao Ying pulled the fire and said calmly: "I saved your life. Shouldn't you use the Qiankun bag to repay your life-saving grace?"

Mo Qiu gritted his teeth: "This is not a reason why you don't ask for it! And you don't need to take away the entire Qiankun bag, right?" If I hadn't been able to beat this annoying little monk now, I really wanted to beat this annoying little monk!

Xiao Ying suddenly clasped his hands seriously and said, "Amitabha, Mo's life is precious, far more than what is in a Qiankun bag can match. I just don't want to make a cause and effect with the donor, and I don't want to die and refuse to save him, so I had to take away the donor's Qiankun bag for help. Please forgive me!"

Mo Qiu, who was choked and speechless: "..." I have a p that I really want to say!

However, how can he fight back? He wants some valuable things in Qiankun bag back? Wouldn't he admit that his life is not even comparable to those things?

Mo Qiu, who felt so angry that he was about to explode on the spot, turned around and walked out of the cave. Even if he went out to meet a powerful monster, he would not want to stay by this abominable bald thief anymore!

Xiao Ying called him slowly: "Master Mo, please stay!"

Mo Qiu pretended not to hear it.

Xiao Ying sighed: "I didn't expect the donor to be so stingy that he couldn't even bear to give his life-saving benefactor!"

Mo Qiu couldn't help it, and turned his head and angrily said, "Didn't I want the Qiankun bag? I have given you the collection for many years? What else do you say? Isn't the life-saving grace ended? Don't you see who was hurt by this young master when I was injured? Didn't this young master offend the treasure of the Dragon King of Yagge fall into your hands? What else do you want?" I really want to expose my identity now and die so badly! But I was seriously injured and unable to beat QAQ

Oh? The treasure stolen from the Dragon Palace of Yagge River is actually in the male protagonist's Qiankun bag?

Xiao Ying was a little surprised and took out the Qiankun bag that he had touched from the male protagonist from his portable space, and then smiled and said to Mo Qiu with a very upright expression: "Donor Mo, in order to completely end this cause and effect, please help the donor to recognize the master!"

So Mo Qiu didn't want to have a cause and effect with Xiao Rong because of this incident, so he walked back neatly and removed the recognition of Qiankun Bag.

Xiao Rong took out all the elixirs and healing medicines in Qiankun bag and gave them to Mo Qiu, so as not to be angry to death due to serious injuries. Then, when he saw the male protagonist holding a pile of elixir bottles, he kindly gave the other party a redundant bag.

He ignored Mo Qiu's gloomy black face and recognized Mo Qiu's Qiankun bag that was resigned to the master. He found the dragon horn stolen by the Blood Demon Son from the Dragon Palace of Yagjiang, but... "This dragon horn does not seem to be a real dragon horn?"

When Mo Qiu heard this, he couldn't help but sneer: "You wouldn't have heard what the Yagge Dragon King said that we were stealing the real dragon dragon horn? I think about it and know that it is impossible. The real dragon dragon horn is a magical weapon, how could it be in the Yagge Dragon Palace? And if the real dragon dragon horn is really stolen, it would not be a Yagge Dragon King, but the entire dragon clan is about to riot. What's more, there is no real dragon dragon horn at all! This dragon horn is just a horned dragon horn with thousands of years of cultivation."

Xiao Ying, who had only been traveling through this world for more than 20 years, was not disappointed. He had guessed that it might be the Yagge Dragon King bragging, but what he didn't expect was that Yagge Dragon King could actually blow the horned dragon horn into a real dragon horn. He thought it would be a dragon horn.

However, no matter what, this ceratops dragon horn is also a rare spiritual treasure refining material. When his natal sword grows to the point where it is about to take shape, he can swallow the ceratops dragon horns, which can improve the quality of the natal sword.

Xiao Ying ignored Mo Qiu, who found the opportunity, mocked him. He put the horned dragon horn into his portable space, and then found a bluestone to sit cross-legged and recite the Buddhist scriptures for evening classes.

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The next day.

Xiao Rong woke up from his cultivation, looked at Mo Qiu, who had not left for some reason last night, and said, "I want to travel around the world, where does the donor want to go?"

Today, Mo Qiu was not as angry as he was about to explode on the spot yesterday, as if he had returned to his usual cold and majestic appearance. He nodded faintly and said, "You can go with me."

Xiao Ying, who has pretended to be a cold character many times, felt in his heart. A narcissistic peacock man pretended to be a cold male god in front of him. He revealed his true face when he was so angry yesterday. OK!

But Xiao Ying still took the male protagonist Mo Qiu on the road of travel.

No matter what, the male protagonist is now in serious injuries and has been searched by him again. He can't leave him alone and just take him with him.

Xiao Ying took a wounded man across the canyon, and met a demon along the way to save the demon, and met a ghost to save the ghost, and also saved the evil people. Mo Qiu, who was following him, was stunned: "You... are you really a disciple of the Buddha Sect?"

Don’t the disciples of the Buddhist sect always say that they are compassionate? At least before reliance, they should give more words to persuade those who do evil to turn back!

The little monk he met might be a fake Buddhist disciple!

Xiao Ying, who has always been unbearable to the existence of evil, recited the Buddha's name compassionately to the corpses of the robbers all over the ground: "Amitabha! There are also Vajras in the Buddhist temple! Today, seeing these donors full of sins and evil spirits, I really can't bear to continue doing evil and sinking into the sea of ​​suffering, so I saved them and went to the Western Paradise!"

Mo Qiu: "Haha..." I believe your evil!

However, looking at the handsome young monk standing next to the corpse and chanting the mantra of rebirth, Mo Qiu silently covered his young master's vest tighter.

Xiao Ying, who had already saved all the robbers, turned his head and smiled slightly at the male protagonist who was staring at him: "Donor Mo, let's go."

Mo Qiu was slightly stunned, only to feel that the sun was shining and the scenery was beautiful. The young and handsome monk in the moon-white monk's robe seemed to smile with a flower, making him feel reluctant to blink. However, when the "Mo donor" that seemed to be a devil's life-seeking sounded, Mo Qiu suddenly shuddered, silently following the little monk's footsteps, while secretly warning himself not to be fascinated by beauty.
Chapter completed!