Chapter 110 Planning

As the three black bullets burst apart, a stench that permeated the world suddenly rushed out...

In an instant, a smell that made people want to vomit permeated the wind and completely submerged it.

It's indescribable of this stench. Feng Xuzi's mind was dizzy and almost fainted. The three-meter range of his body was full of this stench. A heinous stench kept coming into his nose. His face instantly turned into a pig liver-like color, and his body felt like vomiting. , constantly turning the river upside down.

stinky! Stinky! Stinky!

It's impossible to describe this smell. At this moment, Feng Xuzi can't wait to die immediately. This smell is enough to make him crazy. It's simply too smelly. He has a feeling that he can't suffocate.

"Brush!"

At the same time, the seventh princess turned her right hand, and a translucent jade bell suddenly appeared in her palm. Suddenly, it expanded into a huge jade bell with a diameter of seven or eight meters. It fell down quickly with her finger and just covered Feng Xuzi into it.

"Dang!"

The jade bell is like a broken bamboo, landing directly, covering the heolent stench that is about to spread, so that it can only be constantly rolling and filling in this effective range.

Even so, there was still a faint stench floating out, dissipating and being sucked into the nose by everyone.

Suddenly, the eight demon monks looked extremely embarrassed, as if they had eaten a dead mouse. As for Moke and others, they closed their breath early, but there was no problem.

"Wow!"

At this time, the seventh princess had already drifted and came to Moke and others. She waved her hand slightly, and suddenly turned into a strong wind, blowing away, expelling some of the stench scattered in the void.

It was not until this moment that the eight demon monks understood why the seventh princess said so, and it was really going to kill him. Some pitifully looked at Feng Xuzi in the jade bell, and even a ruthless demon monk couldn't help feeling sorry for each other.

Under the cover of the huge jade bell, it is full of a faint black and yellow smoke. As for the wind Xuzi, who was originally crawling on the ground in pain, he was twitching all over and his face was extremely ferocious. He wanted to vomit, but he couldn't spit out anything.

"It stinks me to death!"

At this time, under the attack of that fierce and suffocating terrible smell, Feng Xuzi was simply in pain and wanted to die immediately. However, he was wrapped around the mysterious iron chain, and it was extremely difficult to act.

"Amitabha..."

I witnessed such a scene, but Moke had a strong unbearance in his heart and closed his eyes.

Smiling like a flower, the seventh princess looked at Feng Xuzi in the jade bell, which showed a very relieved expression, and his expression at this moment, in the eyes of others, was simply a little devilish evil and chilling.

Waving his hand casually, as if the anger in his heart had almost been eliminated. Looking at Feng Xuzi, who rolled his eyes, the seventh princess directly told the demon monk, "My jade bell is a Chinese magic weapon, so I will give you a few. As for this Feng Xuzi, you can deal with it. I don't care."

After saying this, she turned her body and wanted to leave.

But at this moment, she found that Moke had closed his eyes and had been meditating on Amitabha in her heart. Suddenly, a very unhappy mood rose in her heart. Although somehow she had a good impression on Moko and generally didn't play tricks on him, she still didn't like him in such a compassionate posture.

The Seventh Princess is a demonic. Since she was a child, she has been deeply aware of the law of the jungle and the truth of the law of the jungle. She ignores Buddhism at all. Naturally, she can't get used to Moko's compassion all day long.

The jade finger bent, and the seventh princess looked at Moke's bright head, smiled secretly, and then hit Moke's head directly.

"Ah!"

Being hit on the bald head by the seventh princess's finger, Moke couldn't recognize it and then opened his eyes.

With big eyes staring, the seventh princess pretended to be serious and scolded, "Little bald, how many times have I taught you, and you still pose like this in front of me! What a bullshit Buddha, I don't believe it at all. Well, this place is not fun. Let's leave!"

After saying this, the seventh princess didn't say much. Her figure suddenly fluttered like a green butterfly, flying.

Looking at Feng Xuzi, who was about to faint and die, Moke could only shake his head helplessly. His fate was doomed.

In fact, even if Feng Xuzi did not offend the seventh princess, she could not escape death, and although the seventh princess did not care about this matter, the eight demon monks would naturally not let him go. Moreover, such a stench is so full that those big men can't wait to avoid it. Who is willing to open the jade clock?

Feng Xuzi is destined to die of raw smell.

Moke quickly followed behind the maid and several disciples of Dafan Temple, but his heart sighed repeatedly. At the same time, he secretly made a vow in his heart.

"Amitabha, I am a Buddha. Today, my disciple must set an example and reform the seven princesses, so that he can change evil to good and stop doing so recklessly! No wonder the Buddha made a big vow to kill demons. Mortal people are in the endless sins of the world, and there are these demons. How can they be free? If I, Moke, have the ability, I will definitely shine the glory of my Buddha between heaven and earth!" Clenching his fist fiercely, Moke silently made a vow in his heart.

After this oath was made, he was awe-inspiring, and there was a slight bad feeling in his heart.

In the past few days, Moke has had a terrible guess in his heart through some clues. Although this speculation is uncertain, it is very likely.

That's why the seventh princess may have a way to know what she is thinking.

"Hmm! Even if he knows? I am dignified and dedicated to Buddha!" With a cold smile, Moke immediately looked solemn.

"Hey hey... Little bald head, you are really smart and vaguely guessed it, but you actually want to change this princess and let me change evil to good? Then we will bet that it will be me, Qingyao, who will subdue you first and become a general under my command, or will you subdue me..." There was a faint arc at the corners of her mouth, and the seventh princess thought to herself.

Seven princesses usually play with several disciples of Dafan Temple in the daytime. As for the evening, they don't know where they went. They all sent two maids to detain ten people in a side hall to provide food and drink every day.

Three days have passed, and nine disciples of Dafan Temple have been teased several times, and they dare not say anything. As for Moke, after several requests have been directly ignored, they can only accept the reality helplessly and watch several people being teased.

At night, because all the energy in his body was imprisoned, Moke could not practice, so he sat in a corner with his eyes closed, recalling the infinite Buddhist scriptures in his mind, tasting them word by word, and understanding the essence of the Buddhist classics.

And far away from Moke, the nine Greatfan disciples quietly gathered together and were carefully discussing.

Among these nine people, he was led by a short monk with the name Moshan. He not only reached the early stage of the Buddha, but also had a deep mind and was temporarily regarded as the leader by the other eight people.

"Brother Moshan, do you know the whispering conversation between the two maids today? What do you think?" A disciple asked quietly.

When he said this, the rest of them carefully looked at Moke, who was sitting cross-legged in the corner of the wall, and then condensed their eyes on Moshan again.

This Moshan was surrounded by everyone in the center, and his eyes flashed. For a moment, he quietly said, "This matter should be true, but you can't act rashly! We need to wait for the opportunity to move.

"Brother, this is a rare opportunity. If we lose this opportunity, we will be tired of being played by the little witch, and I'm afraid we will inevitably be killed tragically!" A disciple's face was sad and gloomy.

It seemed that his words hit the heart of Moshan. He took a deep breath, and then quietly said, "This matter is risky, but it is not unreal! Once as the maid said, we are likely to recover our strength for a short time, but the little demon will have no power. As long as we hijack her and strive to be devoured, we will use the taboo skills in the Great Vatican together..."

"What? Is it that you want to be forced to do it, brother? This... The success rate is only half, and there is even a risk of being devoured to death!"

"Hmm! At the critical moment, you can't tie your hands and feet. At that time, you will pour all the Buddha light into my body, and I will use the forbidden spell, as long as I quietly degrade this little witch... Hey hey....."

"Let's keep our voices down and don't let Namoco hear..."