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Chapter 197: The Death of the Peach 2


Not all men in the world are like this, but scholar Jin An cannot resist the temptation of rising to prominence.

Scholar Jin An found the demon monk and subdued the peach blossom demon.

Why is it called a demon monk?

Because this monk has been stained with blood and has killed many people.

He is not as compassionate as the Buddhists.

This demon monk wants the life of a peach blossom.

Tang Ning knew what was going on just by thinking about it with her hair.

Since ancient times, the consequences of falling in love between a human and a demon have not been good.

Those who are not of my race must have different intentions.

This obstruction not only comes from the two people in love themselves, but also from other human beings.

The demon monk fought with Peach Blossom, and Peach Blossom was beaten all over.

The demon monk aimed at Peach Blossom and threw a bowl over, which became bigger and bigger.

Under this bowl, Xiao Taohua was completely powerless, and she tried her best to escape, hoping that she could escape by chance.

A quick glance at the surroundings revealed that things were a bit big.

The temple is overgrown with grass and is full of dead branches and leaves.

This place is the home of Little Peach Blossom, and it is also the place where Little Peach Blossom died.

After being injured, he subconsciously hid in a place he thought was safe.

It can only be said that the thousand-year-old peach blossom demon is too naive.

Even if she found a place, it would be safer than this.

This was her home.

The demon monk didn't know it, but the scholar knew it.

Soon, the demon monk will chase you.

If he didn't leave now, he would be dead.

Tang Ning tried to drive the branches to no avail.

Could it be that he could only stay here and be slaughtered by others, and die before he left the army?

Xiao Taohua may also know that the scholar has changed his mind, but she still can't believe it.

The scholar said that he would marry her in a big sedan chair, and they would become a loving couple and grow old together.

They only envy the mandarin ducks but not the immortals.

They also lived a sweet life with only each other.

What Little Taohua has to do every day is to polish the scholar's ink and wait for the scholar to come back from the market and bring her sweet and sour candied haws.

The Peach Blossom Demon thought about it, but still didn't understand how the scholar could become like this.

He only thought that maybe he was not a human being, which was why the scholar's attitude changed drastically.

Putting the charm given by the demon monk on her body, she was beaten back to her original shape, and she was seriously injured little by little.

The only thing that made her heartbroken was the charm attached to her body and the scholar's eyes.

The scholar seemed to say sorry to her for the first time.

But why say sorry?

Why are the scholar's eyes so hurt?

If I'm really sorry, why do I still hurt her?

Little Taohua didn't understand why.

She only knew that having her inner elixir removed was very painful, even more painful than being struck by lightning.

You must know that what grass and tree spirits fear most is thunder and fire, but having the inner elixir removed is more painful and scarier than being struck by lightning.

Xiao Taohua's fallen body was chopped into several pieces by a passing woodcutter, taken away and burned as firewood, and completely disappeared from this world.

The scholar drove away Huang Tiao'er who broke her branches, but he caused her a thousand times more pain.

Little Taohua was confused and in pain.

She didn't know why the scholar fell out of favor faster than he turned over the book.

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She didn't know why the scholar longed for the life of a noble man so much.

The mountain spirit didn't understand the taste of power or what it meant to be greedy for gain.

People will change, and in many cases, people are no better than simple and loyal animals.

Perhaps the scholar Jin An had liked the little peach blossom, with her charming appearance and innocent innocence that did not understand the world.

In her 28th year, Hua was like a fairy in a painting.

It would be a lie to say that she was not moved by her.

But the heart is moved, the scholar Jin An still knows clearly what he wants.

Power is far more attractive than beauty.

You can't have both.

Naturally, you have to give up beauty to get power.

When you are down, the little peach blossom is the interpreter of words; when you are proud, the little peach blossom is a stumbling block and a goblin to be wiped out.

Yes, a fairy.

Scholar Jin An has long known that Xiao Taohua is a fairy.

Humans are like rice and steel.

No one can live without eating grain, drinking dew, and basking in the sun, unless that thing is not a human at all.

Little Peach Blossom has never concealed her specialness.

When the scholar went out for a day, when he came back, the rice grains were untouched and the fruits showed no signs of being touched.

Little Taohua doesn't sleep at night because she has to absorb the moonlight and increase her cultivation.

The scholar is not stupid, so how could he not know that Little Taohua is a mountain spirit?

However, the scholar is not afraid at all.

He has never shown any flaws.

If there is, the confused little Taohua will not know it.

So, people, sometimes they can sense that the other person likes them and will not hurt them.

Can a person fall in love with a demon?

Maybe.

But will the scholar fall in love with the peach blossom demon wholeheartedly?

No, because the scholar has long known that this is a spirit and not a human being.

How much does a piece of candied haws cost, how much does a bit of low-quality rouge gouache cost?

For such a small favor, the little peach blossom will be grateful.

I can only say that simple fairies are really easy to deceive and don't give up.

No one knows that there is a hundred taels of gold hidden in the dilapidated temple, under the dilapidated Buddha statue, except Xiao Taohua.

Because she was born and raised here, no one knows every plant, tree, brick and tile here better than her.

One hundred taels of gold, exchanged for two bunches of candied haws, and two boxes of rouge and gouache, it was really a hugely profitable deal.

Little Peach Blossom had no concept of money at all, she was a simple and easy-to-deceive fairy, she really shouldn't have gotten into the crowd.

Looking back on Little Peach Blossom's memory, when the scholar hurt the Peach Blossom Demon, he did feel a little bit guilty, but it was just a little bit.

This little bit of guilt was not as good as the desire to avoid future troubles.

It's sad to think about such a tragic death.

The scholar verbally promised to marry Xiao Taohua when he was named on the gold medal list, but when Xiao Taohua trusted him the most, he stabbed her with a knife.

When Xiao Taohua had a chance to escape, he brought the demon monk here to get the inner elixir.

His apology couldn't be more fake.

Of course, the peach blossom demon is so ignorant that it is really difficult for him to see the true face of the scholar.

The scholar has an exquisite heart with seven orifices, and of course the scholar is also very courageous.

The little peach blossom is like a piece of white paper, going straight back and forth.

If you make me feel pain, I will make you feel pain.

There is nothing wrong with this wish.

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Tang Ning dragged her chin and sighed.

Of course, she had no hands and no chin.

The client's body was so badly injured that she couldn't even move, let alone cast a spell.

The client's cultivation relies entirely on instinct, and there is no method of cultivation at all.

He only knows how to absorb the essence of heaven and earth.

No wonder a thousand-year-old fairy cannot defeat a thirty-year-old monster monk in the end.

The sun was very warm and soft, and it felt very comfortable on my body.

My body didn't hurt that much.

I really wanted to just sleep.

For the client, hibernation repairs wounds faster than practice.

How inefficient is this practice?

Tang Ning never dared to sleep.

With the thin spiritual energy, she breathed in and out.

She didn't know how to practice, so she could only act haphazardly.

She couldn't wait to die.

A trace of free fiery red was sucked in, making Tang Ning's toes curl up.

Of course, she didn't have toes.

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