Ye Tianxie looked at the utterly serious Xu Ming and no longer dared say another word.
He had finally seen things clearly.
Compared to Little Monk Xu Ming, the little bit of evil in him was nothing but a fart.
He simply could not get a read on this little monk Xu Ming, could not possibly tell whether this little monk before him, who firmly believed himself kind-hearted,
with such sincerity written all over his face, might suddenly slap him after his next "Amitabha" and turn him into the three hundred and eighty-eighth soul to die by his hand!
Being around this little monk was simply terrifying.
The pressure was even greater than being around Li Yun.
In order not to provoke Xu Ming, Ye Tianxie could only softly remind him to hurry and complete the trial of the second stone chamber, hoping to divert his attention.
"Amitabha..."
"Benefactor, you truly are a good person. Thank you for the reminder. Then let us comprehend Martial Arts together."
Then.
Xu Ming sat down directly beside Ye Tianxie.
Seeing Xu Ming sitting so close to him, Ye Tianxie was truly panicked. He wanted to move away, but when he saw Zhao Ziyue and Bi Yusheng secretly shaking their heads at him, he knew they were worried he would anger Xu Ming. He could only sit down.
But who could have expected it?
The moment they sat down.
The voices of Little Monk Xu Ming rang out in the hearts of Ye Tianxie, Zhao Ziyue, and Bi Yusheng at the same time.
The three of them were so frightened their hearts nearly leaped from their chests.
They almost cried out.
But Little Monk Xu Ming immediately explained, "Three benefactors, do not panic. This is this little monk's Mind Secret Technique, Myriad Forms Same