You must still be fighting.

Hehe, maybe it's for me.

Hehe, you don't have to do it in the future, you will definitely continue to fight, hehe, but it's not for me, hehe, I'm sorry, please forgive me for leaving first.

'Hehe~!'

I have a laugh.

When my world was completely dark, I was smiling, I saw you when I was smiling, and I left with a smile on my face, as if we had stepped into a new world together.

Although this is more of my wishful thinking.

But please let me, just be so naïve to think once.

You're still fighting, aren't you.....

Please forgive me for saying goodbye....

Left?

Rong Ruo's body has a blood history, and the blood falls from the tips of his hair and from his fingers little by little, flying and smashing into this pure place of Buddhism, which was originally a supreme pure land.

But...

The devil is coming, and the devil is bringing the dragon.

It's polluted.

The Supreme Pure Land has become a purgatory on earth, a purgatory for one person.

Now it's a person, going to hell, if it's just the beginning, soon, those who are hiding, no matter how deep they hide, since the devil is coming, then there is no grass.

"Hehe~!"

The wind blew and saw the evil dragon salivating, opening its mouth to bite Rong Ruo, as if it was crying a little, and as if it was sneering lowly.

It sneers at those hypocrisy.

Monk.

Zenye Temple is not the dojo of the Lord of Yin, nor is it the dojo of Rong Ruo, it doesn't belong to them here, they are just outsiders.

This place is the place of incense of the Buddha, and it is a monk.

The Buddha took compassion as his heart and taught the world not to kill.

But at this moment, those monks, old and young, all hung their heads and closed their eyes in front of the Buddha and were silent, and they even stopped singing the Buddhist scriptures in their mouths.

Why?

Scared?

Yes, of course.

Wu Hui, the abbot of Zen Ye Temple, opened his dim eyes, glanced at the monks, when he was born and died, the world was vivid, and they were timid and wanted to end the bad luck outside the door as soon as possible, just thinking about it.

It's not that you've forgotten compassion, it's that you're afraid.

"Hehe~!"

Wu Hui spotted their fears with her eyes and asked herself why this was not the case.

It's the same timidity in the heart.

Afraid.

"Amitabha~!"

Realizing this fear, Master Wuhui sang a Buddha horn softly in his mouth, and his head raised his gaze and fell on the face of the golden statue Buddha who had always been kind and kind.

Xiu I.

May I ascend to Elysium with the efforts of a lifetime.

Now that hell is ahead, should we still think about our paradise?

"Amitabha~!"

In the midst of this soft singing of the Buddha's horn, all the monks of Zenye Temple stared at the monk with surprised and pale eyes as the master turned around and walked past everyone and stepped into hell.

This door is separated by hell.

Outside the door is the place where the evil dragon is circling.

"Whew~!"

The black dragon howled excitedly, it circled up and down around Rong Ruo, and a mouth flowing with vicious saliva wanted to bite Rong Ruo's body several times, but every time it stopped at the last moment.

Why?

Compassion can't be spoken?

.

So is it pity again?

More.

At this moment, if you look at this face, anyone will feel scared when you look at it, and maybe even any ghost will be afraid when you see it, the black ravines are vertical and horizontal, and the ravines are imposed with cold frost, such a face, saying that pity for the fragrance and cherish the jade is a mockery in disguise.

What's that for?

"Whew~!"

Excitement is howling, the bad guy dies and talks a lot, and the evil dragon flowing such saliva is undoubtedly equivalent to a full bed bug, it is naturally bad.

Rong Ruo is the supreme delicacy for it.

Greedy, it is afraid, afraid to swallow it in one bite, chewing too quickly and not tasting the taste to be digested by the powerful stomach and intestines, so it is necessary to plan well, so it is necessary to consider whether to bite from the beginning or from the feet, and think carefully.

"Whew~!"

The excitement has already howled three times, listening to Guan Hanning's skin wrinkled slightly, as long as the evil dragon is howling, it may have nothing to eat.

Observe the words.

This is the villain's strong point, and this evil dragon is certainly a complete worm.

Its mouth was wide open, not ready to howl, it knew how to eat Rong Ruo, not from the beginning, not from the feet, directly opened its mouth, the whole thing was swallowed, and it bit together with the seven-star token.

This is the most authentic.

And there is also a magic weapon to accompany it, which is even more wonderful.

"Wow~!"

Open, cover, if it is closed, then there will be an ugly body between heaven and earth, she will call Qin Mu Rongruo's name, and there will be one less flawless beauty called Qin Mu Rongruo between heaven and earth.

Immaculate and powerless, ugly reigns.

Bite.

"Buzz~!"

Immortal light, the immortal light in the mouth of the evil dragon, just when the bedbug was about to close its mouth, Rong Ruo's body suddenly shone brightly.

"Huh~!"

The teeth gritted the light and burped the teeth, and suddenly the bed bug's face was in pain that the cloth could not be plugged, it was crazy, staring at the boss's eyes was a random sweep in the sky and the earth, who did it?

"Whew~!"

The howling mountains trembled, the bed bugs roared, and suddenly the Zenye Temple was stenched.

Smelling and smelling, Guan Hanning's gloomy face wrinkled slightly, and he roared in his mouth: "Shut up~!"

"Woo~!"

Little squirt, hearing Guan Hanning's scolding, the black dragon suddenly looked like a wronged child, staring at Chu Chu Keling's eyes and not daring to make a sound.

The world is quiet.

"Whew~!"

After being quiet for a long time, the wind whistling pushed those unclean breaths into the distance, and the air became so strange and quiet.

Rong Ruo was unconscious and quiet, but now she was armed with a layer of holy Buddha light.

The evil dragon was pitiful and quiet, staring at Guan Hanning's silent cry.

Guan Hanning looked at the gate of the Daxiong Treasure Hall of Zen Ye Temple, his expression was cold, and he seemed to be quiet.

Be quiet.

Eerily quiet.

"Hehe~!"

Suddenly, a smile appeared on Guan Hanning's face, his face was harmonious like a pious pilgrim of Buddhism, and he said softly: "Master, this matter has nothing to do with Buddhism, why do you bother to meddle, why do you have to fall into so many Bodhisattva monks in danger, they are still young, with their practice, they can't enter the treasure hall in front of the Buddha of Bliss, master, you are so ruthless." ”

Cruel?

It's a vicious heart.

Regardless of Hanning, you have such a vicious heart.

Are you fooling people in the world, Abbot Wuhui has no hair on his head, he thinks he is extremely smart, to such an extent, they have heard so much, can you still keep Han Ning?

"Squeak~!"

The Buddha door moved, and Venerable Wu Hui slowly walked out of the dark room wearing a moonlight robe.

If the Buddha doesn't go to hell, who will go to hell.

Go to hell, with the devil.

Master Wuhui lifted his footsteps and came to a short distance in front of Guan Hanning in just three steps, clasped his hands together, and sang a Buddha trumpet: "Amitabha, the donor is polite." ”

"Hehe~~!"

Seeing this, the corners of Hanning's mouth rose slightly, and he sneered, flicked his sleeves, and said very impatiently: "Monk don't talk nonsense, if you retreat now, I will treat it as if nothing happened, and I will spare you Zenye Temple." ”

So good?

Listening, the mage's eyebrows shook slightly, as if he was happy, but after an instant, he was relieved to be resigned to his fate, and said: "Donor, the poor monk is entrusted by Han Xian's benefactor to help take care of Miss Rongruo, the poor monk is convinced that she will not hinder your great cause, and please raise your noble hand, one life and one floating slaughter, with good intentions, do not kill in vain." ”

Advise earnestly and with good intention.

But he played the harp to the cow.

"Haha~!"

Niu laughed, Guan Hanning laughed so rampantly, and said, "Monk, do you have to take care of this idle matter?"

"Whew~!"

The wind was blowing slowly, and the smile on Venerable Wuhui's face was still compassionate, and he smiled and chanted continuously, as if he was overthinking the crimes committed by Han Ning.

In the wind, there are those who stare at them, such as Guan Hanning.

There are also subtle ones.

It's just that it's so slight that it doesn't make the slightest sound, only a little bit of light, almost invisible.

Seven Star Order.

From beginning to end, it was the seven-star token that supported Rong Ruo floating in the air.

And in the battle between Guan Hanning and Master Wuhui, seven stars floated on the token and the bright dots were in Rong Ruo's heart, seven stars.

Seven stars in the sky.

The stars are hidden and the heart.

The stars seek to guard their hearts.

Starlight arrived, Guan Hanning didn't notice it, and the bedbugs on the side only cared about Guan Hanning's pitiful, and gritted its teeth at the mage, but it didn't notice it.

Tianshu enlightened, into the heart.

Tianxuan apocalypse, into the heart.

I didn't notice it, the conversation continued, and the pretense of stunned continued.

Tianji enlightened, into the heart.

Heavenly power is enlightened, into the heart.

The one who spoke stopped talking, the silent cold war was ready to go to war, and the evil dragon stared carefully, its eyes flickering as if it was preparing to take a bite while Master Wuhui was unprepared.

It's blind.

Yuheng dotted the star, starting from the token to the heart.

"Whew~!"

The token didn't make a sound, but the wind, which had always been breathless, was indeed stirring at this moment, and it blew in the corner of the dragon's eyes, and the dragon ignored it, but the wind was still very hateful on Guan Hanning's face.

"Hiss~!"

was shocked, his face wrinkled, and he scolded loudly: "Stinky monk, dare to do this." ”

That's it, when Guan Hanning was scolding, Kaiyang Star Qiguang, it set off to prepare for Rong Ruo's heart, but with the guidance of Guan Hanning's howl and shock, the evil dragon's eyes finally had a glimmer of light.

It was taken aback.

Spit out his face viciously, almost a subconscious instinctive reaction, and grabbed the seven-star token with a wave of his hand.

"Amitabha~!"

Wu Hui trembled slightly, and the light on the seven-star token suddenly brightened, and he actually condensed a giant palm of Buddhism and blasted against the evil dragon claw.

"Poof~~. ”

The Buddha's light was scattered, and the dragon retreated.

Even if it repelled the dragon's claw, the Buddha's palm itself also collapsed.

After all, it is a hidden means, not to mention that Master Wuhui is still so far away from the hidden means, and such an achievement is already proud.

Kaiyang Xingda, shake the light, the last point is clear, as long as it is done, Rong Ruo's soul can be protected, although it is likely to become the walking dead, but there is a trace of soul that can be relived in the future.

"Whew~!"

The evil dragon roared, and when he howled, he had already raised his claws and grabbed the Seven Star Token again.

Seven stars, seven stars, the last star, set off, but there is a process, the process is very short, but this shortness is too long in comparison with the rapid speed of the dragon claw.

"Amitabha~!"

The Buddha sang the Buddha's name, the Buddha took shape, Master Wuhui's body was a little light, flawless and clear, like the burning of life, seeing it, Guan Hanning was startled, and when he was staring, Master Wuhui disappeared, and he suddenly appeared on the top of the dragon's head, and immediately slapped it with a palm.

"Bang~~!"

Seven meat and eight vegetables, the dragon sticks to the ground.

Shaking the star, the seven stars fused, Rong Ruo's body fluttered like a flying flotsam, gently falling to the ground, and the seven star cards were instantly weak, and the dim and dull fell into her arms.

Buddha.

Burning life.

The Buddha who turned into a feather in the air.

Master Wuhui turned into a feather, and there was a price to be paid for forcibly breaking through Guan Hanning's barrier, and the mage chose the heaviest one.

A newspaper, a blissful climb.