"Go to where you go!"

After answering the voice, the ascetic monk briefly clasped his hands and said again: "Good, good!"

"I wonder if the master can enjoy the face and I will treat you?"

Xiao Yang stood aside, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at Angsen and the ascetic monk with a blank look on his face.

Why was Angison so polite to the ascetic? This is completely different from Angison in his previous perception!

Could it be that the ascetic monk is not an ordinary person?

Xiao Yang's heart trembled, and then walked towards the ascetic monk. The ascetic monk's eyes fell on Xiao Yang. After looking up and down, he made a slightly folded gesture and said slowly: "This donor has a unique face. I think he is a person who has accomplished great things! Good, good!"

When Xiao Yang heard this, he couldn't help but sneer, "Haha, this master, I wonder if you were passing here or coming here intentionally?"

Monk Lai never lies, and seeing Angichen's attitude towards this ascetic monk is unique, I think he is definitely not an ordinary monk, and he should have another identity.

"I have answered this donor just now! I have come out and go where I go!"

The ascetic monk said as if he was guessing a riddle, which made it difficult for Xiao Yang to understand the mystery in it for a while.

When Hongyu and others saw Xiao Yang and Anjisen walking to the ascetic monk, they couldn't help but feel a little doubt in their hearts and walked over.

The ascetic monk slid the bowl in his hand and looked compassionate and said, "Dear donors, please give some alms!"

Xiao Yang frowned, then touched his hand in the pocket of his trouser pocket, took out some money from it, and put it in the bowl of the ascetic monk.

Anjisen, who was beside him, suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Xiao Yang's wrist, and shook his head at him.

What does this mean?

Xiao Yang's brows frowned a little deeper, and a confused look overflowed from his face. He didn't know what Angicsen was doing.

Hongyu was also full of doubts and said, "If this master wants to give alms, he will give alms! What does it mean to stop you like this?"

Just now, Angichen injured Song Haoran. After Hongyu witnessed it, he knew in his heart that he was definitely not Angichen's opponent, but he couldn't swallow the anger in his heart, so he teased.

When Angichen heard this, his eyes widened, and the light from the corner of his eyes glanced at Hongyu with a sharp glance.

Hongyu immediately stopped talking and dared not speak.

Angison's expression then eased, and he said to the ascetic monk again: "Master, please follow me!"

The ascetic monk looked up and down like he looked at Angison, as if he was thinking in his heart. After a long time, he nodded slowly, responded, and followed Angison upstairs.

Before the two of them could enter the elevator, three green-robed Taoists walked into the Tianlan Hotel, with peach wood swords hanging from behind, and hair buns on their heads, shining like an immortal descending to earth.

Damn! Now all Buddhists and Taoist people are here, Tiannan Province is really lively now!

Xiao Yang couldn't help but be surprised.

This was the first time he had seen such a big scene in the martial arts world for so long that he couldn't help but feel a little panic in his heart, wondering what was going to happen in Tiannan Province.

After hearing the gentle footsteps behind him, Angison stopped, turned his head, and looked at the three immortal Taoists. The expression on his face suddenly condensed and his eyes were complicated.
Chapter completed!