With just one glance, he knew she was incredibly powerful.
Shi Kong muttered to himself, "What a pity, we are destined to be on opposite sides."
Qingwu shouted at his retreating figure, "Hey, where are you going? The two from the Special Administration Bureau aren't dead yet."
Shi Kong said calmly, "Our mission is to trap the people from the Special Administration Bureau. Whether they live or die is none of my business."
"Wait, we should go help now." Qingwu's eyebrows twitched.
"Collecting the fragments is their mission." Shi Kong waved his hand. "Goodbye."
"Monk, stop right there!"
Qingwu had only taken two steps when a yellow talisman shot straight at his vital point.
Holy crap!
His intuition told him that the talisman was extremely dangerous.
Qingwu instinctively threw away the compass in his hand and quickly ran up the mountain, shouting, "Shikong, wait for me!!"
The compass and the yellow talisman collided and exploded instantly.
The raging fire ignited his sleeves, and Qingwu desperately tried to extinguish the flames, but to no avail.
The air was thick with the smell of burning smoke, and he watched helplessly as his clothes and hat were completely burned.
If this continues, his hair will be burned off.
Qingwu shouted, "Shikong, stop! Come and save me!"
Shi Kong ran even faster, "She arrived faster than I expected."
The two rushed to the top of the mountain one after the other. Qingwu's hair had been burned off, and the flames spread to his pants.
If it continues to burn, his manhood will be gone.
"Release!!!"
Shi Kong put his hands together in prayer and said, "Amitabha."
The Great Compassion Mantra began playing in Qingwu's mind again, and the flames on his body slowly disappeared.
This time, he felt that the Great Compassion Mantra sounded like the whispers of gods, and was extremely pleasant to hear.
Fortunately, his manhood was saved.
Shi Kong turned around and burst into laughter, "You've become a monk too."
Qingwu's upper body clothes turned to ashes, all the hair on his head was burned off, and he was only wearing a pair of loose shorts, making him look extremely comical.
Qingwu covered his groin, his face grim. "Who exactly is that woman?"
“Her,” Shi Kong glanced at the valley, “is the person from the prophecy.”
Qingwu was completely bewildered. "What prophecy?"
"You don't need to know." Shi Kong waved his hand. "See you again if fate allows."
In the blink of an eye, the monk vanished.
Qingwu shouted into the air, "Hey, you're gone, what am I going to do?"
He was only wearing a pair of underwear; how could he face anyone like that?
No one answered, so Qingwu had to rely on himself. He tore off a handful of leaves and wove them into straw pants and a straw coat.
The matter of helping to retrieve the fragments was long forgotten.
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