Xu Yun said angrily: "Go to his monk, I'm now reborn!"

Yan Qingrui: "..."

Xuyun glared at her angrily and went to the fire to dig it out. It turned out that there was no piece of meat left.

The angry Xuyun suddenly felt that he was not doing well. The stinky girl and her friends ate and drank here, but they actually forgot about the monk. Why do they say that he is her friend?

Xuyun was very angry, and the consequences were very serious.

He walked straight into the haystack, lay down and went to bed!

Yan Qingrui: "..."

It is rare for monks who do not meditate and lie down on the flat side. Isn’t a monk who is clamoring for meat to eat a little scary?

What's even more terrifying is that he was lying in a pile of sheep's blood. Isn't it fishy to panic?

That place was where Bai Xiaoxi was lying before, with a lot of sheep blood spilled. Although they later cleaned up and covered it with the clean hay next to them like a bell covering their ears, Yan Qingrui could guarantee that the ground was definitely still wet.

This monk is like this, because he doesn’t have enough sheep blood here and wants to sprinkle dog blood?

Sure enough, after Xu Yun lay down for a while, his nose couldn't help but thrust and jumped up from the hay.

He was wearing a snow-white monk's robe, stained with suspicious black liquid, one piece after another, like a pattern.

The reason why it is black is that the stars and moon outside are too dark and the visibility is not high, so it looks black.

When Xuyun saw it, he felt a sudden upset. His face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. He shouted strangely: "What the hell is this?"

During this period, he slept here. The hay he carefully picked was cleaner than washed, and it was very dry and it was impossible to get wet.

Yan Qingrui said sincerely: "As you can see, this is blood!"

As soon as Yan Qingrui finished speaking, Xuyun screamed, her face was as white as paper, and she fell backwards shakingly, and said weakly: "Monster, I... I'm... I'm blood-death..."

Then, he fell to the ground with a gurgle, his eyes turned pale, and he fell back, and he was so dizzy.

Even Yan Qingrui didn't know what to say now. A monk who drank and ate meat actually fainted from blood. This is too unscientific, right? This guy is definitely pretending.

She walked speechlessly behind the throne and raised a food box.

She placed the food box next to Xuyun.

When the food box was covered, there was nothing smelling, but when Yan Qingrui opened the food box, a rich aroma of meat floated out. The aroma of meat smelled, making people want to drool. Yan Qingrui was so calm that she said: "Do you want to eat barbecue here?"

No response.

Yan Qingrui gently fanned the fragrance with her hand, fanned the fragrance to Xuyun, and said to herself: "This meat is cold and the fragrance is greatly reduced. I guess you are not interested, so I'd better take it away!"

Still no response.

Yan Qingrui put the lid of the food box and walked towards the door, saying as she walked: "Thank you for the venue, I'm leaving! If you don't eat this barbecue, I'll give it to Jade and Apricot Yun."

She walked to the door, but Xuyun still didn't respond.

Yan Qingrui was really surprised. Could it be that this monk was not pretending to be hesitant?

Yan Qingrui walked back speechlessly and took his pulse. His pulse was thin and weak and a little confused. The skin on his wrist was cold. Under the moonlight, the light could tell the light, and his face was indeed a little whiter than usual.

I held a big grass and it was really a sign of dizziness.

Yan Qingrui was so thunderous that the outside was burned and tender inside.
Chapter completed!