Be Good Chapter 1092: Sure enough, you have a secret

It's like being in hell.

Xuanling can still laugh so recklessly, it can be seen that his psychological quality is completely good.

Looking at him, Xie Ci's eyes fell from his face to three inches below his belly.

Slowly take down a long knife hanging on the wall.

"Why, Master Xuanling wants this son to execute the sentence himself?"

The cold knife ran down Xuanling's chest.

Xuan Ling subconsciously wanted to clamp his legs after being stimulated by him.

When I was moving, I realized that my limbs were hanging on the wall.

The eyes that were originally calm and breezy changed instantly, "Stop, stop!"

The long knife in Xie Ci's hand stopped instantly in his lower abdomen.

Scratches his muscles.

"Are you still talking about your requirements with this son?"

"You pervert." Xuan Ling gritted his teeth and looked at Xie Ci.

On the outside of Xie Ci, the thin red lips hooked slightly, extravagant and evil, with a bit of blood hanging on them, "Thank you... for the compliment."

"Say."

A simple sentence.

Let Xuanling's heart rise instantly.

Across the thick black.

Xuan Ling discovered that Xie Ci really wanted to chop off his belongings.

... vicious.

"Okay, okay, the little monk said it's okay."

Xuanling sighed, "Why, this little monk was your son's savior back then. If you treat this little monk like this, be careful that your son will never recognize you."

"As expected, it was you who took them away." Xie Ci's eyes became more stern.

The knife almost pierced his cassock.

"Ai ai ai ai ai ai!" Xuanling called repeatedly, "Speak up if you have something to say, don't use a knife!"

"If it wasn't for me, your son, your wife, you would have died under your hands, and you didn't thank me, but instead treated me like this, you would be condemned by heaven." Looking at the thank you.

Xie Ci closed his eyes.

He will not let Yuanyuan die.

But back then, he would indeed hurt Yuanyuan.

No wonder he acted so fiercely that night, but on the second day, Yuanyuan didn't seem to be a little bit angry.

Xuan Ling continued, "My little monk told you that your son was dying at that time. I could have ignored it and just took away Yuan Changhuan and got rid of your son, but this little monk didn't do that." /

"This time, your son was hit by the traction Gu, and the little monk was also sent to his door to cure him of the Gu. You are so kind, you actually want to make the little monk die."

"Why did you offend me, little monk? Didn't I just scare you and let your wife marry Qin Lancang?"

"Besides, they are not married, why are you so angry."

Listening to Xuan Ling's words quietly, Xie Ci did not interrupt him in a hurry.

The eyebrows and eyes are calm.

On the contrary, Zhetian and Mohe behind him.

The two looked at each other.

The corners of the lips twitched at the same time.

A monk is afraid of cutting off his children and grandchildren.

Could it be that Xuanling, as an eminent monk, is planning to marry a wife and have children to carry on the family line?

I have never seen such a wonderful monk.

Xuanling is not only wonderful.

And can bend and stretch.

Now that it falls into other people's hands, Haw is almost lost.

There is no pride and self-esteem to speak of.

"So, why do you want them to get married, Xuanling, what is your purpose?"

Xie Ci's brows and eyes are cold.

In the darkness, his eyes were cold and strange.

Xie Ci's eyes, Xuan Ling saw it clearly than anyone else.

The usual calm and waveless mind also sank.

He felt it, Xie Ci really wanted to kill him.

The next moment, Xie Ci didn't wait for him to answer, and continued, "It's related to the secret you want to tell this son."

"Yes and no?"