Chapter 203 The old monk asks for guilt

After saying this, Pu Yanghai did not continue to announce the identification results, but kept looking at Ai Liyun with a strange look.

Ai Liyun had a ghost in her heart. When she looked at her like this, she couldn't help but feel guilty and short of breath. She quickly lowered her head and dared not look at Puyanghai.

Yong Bowen couldn't stand it anymore. He jumped into the room from the window sill, rushed to block Ai Liyun, and looked at Pu Yanghai without hesitation: "Mr. Puyang, you can tell me what the result is. Now that the identification is over, what are you still staring at my wife?"

Hearing the word "my wife", Ai Liyun quietly reached out and pinched Yong Bowen's back to protest, but immediately grasped Yong Bowen's arm tightly.

"From the identification results, Miss Ai is not a green dragon golden tire!"

Puyang Hai said this result in a faint tone. His expression still looked a little strange, not so disappointed, and seemed to be a little relieved, and a little entangled. In short, it was very complicated.

However, Yong Bowen was not in the mood to understand the strangeness of Puyanghai. Hearing this identification result, he was greatly relieved. He remembered that there were still three groups of King Kong watching outside. I don't know if he heard the sound of Puyanghai. He immediately looked around for a week and shouted, "Everyone heard it, everyone. But I heard it clearly! After the identification of Da Ri King Kong, my wife is not a Qinglong golden tire. She has nothing to do with your Qinglong Temple, Tantra, or a dime. Remember it. Don't come to us again for these things in the future.

The parrot on the shoulder of Puyanghai suddenly spread its wings, as if it was about to fly, but it just flashed its wings twice and lay down again honestly.

Yong Bowen looked at Puyang Sea with some surprise.

The two of them were close at hand. Yong Bowen could clearly notice that the parrot was actually firmly suppressed by Puyanghai on his shoulder before it could not fly away.

Yong Bowen doesn't know who the consciousness in the parrot is until now, but he knows that it has nothing to do with the flowers.

Since it has something to do with the flowers, the divine consciousness in the parrot will also know the things that the flowers know, which should be the root cause that Puyanghai can directly come to the door.

Since these are the reasons, why did Puyanghai suppress the parrot?

Puyang Hai suddenly smiled at Yong Bowen.

Yong Bowen felt it more clearly at this moment.

No, it's not just suppression, but confinement!

Strong and unstable mana fluctuations condense on the parrot's body.

Only spells with strong lethality are ready to appear this characteristic of mana fluctuation.

I don't think that Lord King Kong is ready to destroy the consciousness in the parrotion because he has periarthritis of the shoulder and wants to use spells to break his shoulder!

"Don't shout. I promise that everyone present can hear that sentence clearly, isn't it, Gu Yangding!"

Puyanghai still said this in a normal tone, but Gu Yangding's response immediately sounded in the room, "It's very clear, Brother Puyang! Miss Ai is not a green dragon golden tire. Since it is a misunderstanding, I will take a step ahead. Say goodbye!"

Gu Yangding on the roof of the street waved his hand to this side, and took Zibin Shanren without looking back. Instead, he walked simply and neatly. From beginning to end, it was purely a performance of soy sauce.

Puyanghai looked at Gu Yangding disappearing on the roof, shook his head and sighed slightly, as if he was very disappointed with Gu Yangding's performance. Instead, he said to Yong Bowen, "The identification is over. It seems that we are wrong. In this case, please forgive me for disturbing you for many days. Let's go!" He bowed to Yong Bowen slightly.

Yong Bowen didn't expect Puyang Hai to be so polite. For a moment, he was in a hurry and thought about it. After half of it, he felt something was wrong. He quickly went back to the audit, which was a gift.

In his original idea, Puyanghai believed that Ai Liyun was a green dragon golden tire so confidently, and tossed the other four veins of King Kong. Once he found that it was not, he would not be willing to admit his mistake. Maybe he would have to be entangled again, make a second confirmation, or simply shameless. Come up and rob people directly. If you want to take it back, you have to identify it a few more times. If you don't think it's a Qinglong golden tire, you will never stop.

But it turns out that Yong Bowen is definitely the belly of a gentleman in Puyanghai with the heart of a villain.

Puyanghai waved his hand gently, and a group of pseudo- blind men immediately packed up their things and jumped back from the hole on the roof in line. Good boy, that hole is about to catch up with the exclusive entrance and exit of Big Sun King Kong.

Puyanghai was the last one to leave and jumped up. Seeing that his head was about to get into the hole, he suddenly blinked at Yong Bowen, his mouth closed silently, and his mouth was just two words: "Be careful!"

Be careful. Isn't the identification over?

Yong Bowen was puzzled, but it did not prevent him from clenching the rune that had been pinched in the palm of his hand, and at the same time quietly touched Ai Liyun's hand holding his arm tightly.

Ai Liyun was slightly stunned and quietly prepared the flying sword.

Seeing that Puyanghai had disappeared into the hole, Yong Bowen turned to Ono Santang outside the window and said, "The identification is over. What are you still doing here? Go quickly. Do whatever you need to do. Go back to Japan as soon as you finish your work. Don't make trouble here!" The last sentence has a bit of warning.

Ono Santang smiled and said, "I'm not in a hurry. Let them come first!" Before the words fell, the figure flashed in the room, and four bald heads came out of thin air. The four guardian monks of the Dhara King Kong, who had just been watching on the roof of the next building.

When Yong Bowen was in Tokyo, he briefly fought with four old monks. He knew that these four people were profound and powerful, which was extremely difficult to deal with.

Of course, if you really let go and fight, Yong Bowen may not be afraid of these four old monks.

But when I come here, it's my hometown in Spring City, and I really can't let go as desperately as in Tokyo.

In this second way, Yong Bowen is actually a little guilty. After all, Marika was snatched back from Tokyo by him. If it hadn't been for this, maybe Marika was still sleeping peacefully under the protection of four old monks. Maybe when she woke up, she would immediately become a Buddha and go directly to the world of 3,000 bliss in ten directions. But now Marika has failed to practice so much that she died. She doesn't even have a divine consciousness left, and there is no possibility of continuing to reincarnation. For Marika's vein, the loss is too great. It is very likely that even the title of Dura King Kong can't be inherited.

If a person is guilty, he must be short-of- breath and has no confidence to speak or do.

Yong Bowen's heart is tight now, and he doesn't have the strength just now. He asked with a smile, "Do the four old masters have anything else to ask? I'm in a hurry, and I still have a lot of messy things to do.

The four old monks stared at Yong Bowen coldly and asked, "Where is Marika?" The voice is sonorous, as if a gold and stone hits, and the tone is stiff. Obviously, this Chinese dialect has not been learned for a long time. I guess it can't even pass the second level, let alone the fourth level.