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The former Yakomi was given too high, too high expectations, so that now he is too badly fallen, too miserable, and loved by thousands of people.

No.

I didn't enjoy it to Yakoki.

In private, Gu Jun and others' earnest teachings to him should be understood as a disguised coercion and temptation.

Who calls himself blessed, who let too many people smell the hope that they shouldn't have, Gu Jun They want to kill Sheng Sushuang It's just an extravagant hope, but after having Ya Gongzi.

Anything is coming.

A coincidence of heaven.

Step by step.

Planned.

One point.

A dream come true.

Sheng Sushuang was sent to the gate of hell by himself and others step by step under the coincidence of a match made in heaven.

But at the moment when the gates of hell were about to be closed, in the end, it turned out that this was really a dream, and this dream was so merciless that it dragged the pride of heaven down to the dust and threw it directly into the filth.

Cold.

It's icy in it.

It's chilling.

It's Yakoki's heart.

"Why?"

Ask.

Really asked in person, this voice of resentment and questioning came from the mouth of Yagongzi, and it was the voice of the jade-colored snake.

I'm afraid it's not just resentment.

It's more timidity.

Yakoe to Han Xian's.

This timidity is not planted now, a long time ago, starting from 'guests coming in', to Yiyang City, to the Red Maple Secret Realm, to Jueming Mountain, and at this moment under Yingdu City.

Grow all the way.

Timidity has been irrigated too much, it has been cared for too well, it has taken root, it has grown, it has become an absolute demon in Yakoki's heart.

It's right now.

The monk devil vulture donkey is right in front of you.

He smiled.

"Hehe~~. ”

Han Xian listened to Ya Gongzi's question, and couldn't help but have a smile on his face, and instantly sighed with pity on his face, and said: "Donor, why don't you be obsessed, let it go, monk, I will overtake you to hell." ”

"Huh?"

The smile is so ruthless, Han Xian, the great monk, is really fake.

It is said to be excessive, but it is not the kingdom of bliss, but sent to hell.

Can such a monk be treated by the Buddha?

Laughter is the compassion in mercy, the words in Han Xian's mouth at this moment are really devotion to the Buddha, a person like Yagongzi bears such a sin, even if the Buddha himself can't take him away, he will definitely be forcibly taken away by the messenger of hell, and there is no place for him in Elysium.

Eighteen layers of hell.

Each layer has a separate corner for Yakozi.

It's been a long time coming.

But hell has been waiting for so long, but Yagongzi is indeed absent again and again, I hope that this time Han Xian's body of the big Buddha can really send Yagongzi into hell safely.

"Amitabha~~!"

The Buddha number is leisurely, and the person is so tall.

At this moment, Han Xian, who was clean all over, was like a god, and the jade-colored snake in front of him was a huge body, but among more people, it was like an earthworm.

Small.

Absolutely tiny in small.

A lot of eyes listened to Gu Jun's roar, staring at Yagongzi's small and huge dragon.

"Hey~~!"

The wall fell down and everyone pushed it, and the people riding on the wall were always watching left and right, and there was no doubt that those people in Yingdu City who were sneering in their mouths had answers and decisions in their hearts.

"It's up to you..."

Jeer.

"It's up to you~~~"

Taunt.

"It's up to you to !!"

Absolute contempt, absolute disdain, such a voice has not been filtered in any way, it is too crowded into Yagongzi's ears, his heart is sad, and his eyes are full of resentment.

"Am I really defeated?"

Ask.

It's Ya Gongzi's mouth really asking softly, what is the demon in the heart, when the demon is seeded, he is tormented all the time, and his mind is not strong, under a series of blows, Ya Gongzi's fragile mental defense is almost about to collapse.

So close.

With such doubts in the red dust, how could Han Xian, a high-ranking monk, not speak out to solve his doubts.

"Amitabha. ”

The sound of the Buddha's horn should be a sound of affirmation, this is his own mouth and say: "Let go, you lose, go to hell to repent, in order to be liberated as soon as possible." ”

The enemy is the enemy.

The good people of the Big Buddha are also enemies.

Yagongzi wanted to get any comfort from Han Xian's mouth, it was definitely delusional.

And what about loved ones?

Ya Gongzi, his father Ya Jueli is not far away in the psychedelic light of the Buddha, he is deep in it and can't extricate himself, but it is the father, the fate of the child, the psychedelic hallucination is invisible, and this invisibility makes Ya Jueli full of worry.

"Que'er~~. ”

The voice trembled.

"Whew~~. ”

Slowly blown by the wind.

Nuwa's jade-colored serpent Yagongzi was shocked when he heard the sound, and his dark and gloomy eyes hurriedly swept away, but what he could see was the dazzling nothingness of the Buddha's light.

Father is not in sight.

But Ya Gongzi is sure that he must be in it, one face is so timid, one face is so sad, if Ya Jue Li is not psychedelic in the light of the Buddha, Ya Gongzi is likely to rush over, praying for his father's protection to protect himself, but there is no ah, the mouth trembling and whispering: "Father~~"

Smell.

Buddha light psychedelic Ya Jueli breathed a deep sigh of relief.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: 'A loving mother is a lot of losers,' and her face was full of tears, her eyes were full of eyes, and she struggled several times, and roared with resentment several times.

This colorful face looks like a war.

Soft family affection and bloody iron bones.

"Hey~~. ”

In the end, he could only sigh and gasp with a long sigh, and said sadly: "Que'er, you have grown up." ”

"Whew~~. ”

The wind blows.

"Haha~~. ”

Hilarious, before Ya Jueli's voice reached Ya Gongzi's ears, it was indeed the first to be heard by the people in Yingdu City, and they couldn't stop laughing and sneering.

"Just him~~~, has he grown up?"

"Hehe, prodigal son, let's go home and nurse. ”

"Haha~~. ”

One mocked ten thousand people and drank.

Yajue's father's words were like a boat in this wave of ridicule, after several tosses and turns, and almost annihilated, and finally lived up to expectations, and finally successfully landed on Yakozi's ears.

"Just him~~"

"Just him~~. ”

He was mocking.

"Giggle~~. ”

Listening to this ridicule, the teeth in Yagongzi's mouth were almost crushed, and so many people laughed.

Mouth open.

"It's just me~~!"

The voice, the absolute determination in the sound of absolute ridicule.

"Just me~~~!!"

The hissing sound was long, and the head of the Nuwa big snake raised its head to the sky and roared, and suddenly all the mocking voices in the world were quiet, they were crushed, they were covered, but what could not be covered were the pairs of mocking eyes, although the mocking people in Yingdu City shut up, their eyes were still laughing and disdainful.

Surely they don't believe it?

"Whew~~!"

No one will believe without actual action, those disdainful eyes may be waiting for a practical action, it has begun, and Yakoe has begun.

Cranial movements.

Snake letter dance.

There is only Han Xian's shadow in the narrow and cold eyes of the big snake, whether it is a Buddha or a person, this is all a demon, as long as he is killed today, then he will definitely achieve amazing achievements in the future.

Kill it so much.

Seeing the shadow in front of him, the pity on the face of the big Buddha Han Xian suddenly closed, and he undoubtedly thought that Yagongzi was not worthy of pity, his face was as majestic as an angry King Kong, and he sang a Buddha horn in his mouth: "Amitabha." ”

However, this is just a dispensable foil.

And, the real means are in their own hands.

Lift.

It was not just a pair of fleshy palms that were raised, in the vast light of the Buddha, the heavens and the earth were bright, and a huge Buddha palm print was condensed on the top of Yagongzi's big mouth that he wanted to swallow.

The mountain of five fingers.

Lock the demon and seek the demon.

Even the ancient great sage was gloomy under the golden palm of Buddhism, and this Ya Gongzi was probably going to be pathetic.

"Whew~~. ”

The golden light shines on the jade light.

Yagongzi's body was dyed golden by the Buddha's palm on his head, and the light in it was surging in a hurry, this should be an immortal heart, this is simply wishful thinking.

Of course, the light on Yagongzi's body is trying to absorb the Buddha light shining on his body like starlight, but under the struggle is enlightenment.

It's true color.

It's just a fake smear.

So what to absorb?

Unable.

can only let the Buddha light dye the body, and this is not the most terrible, Yagongzi hates the Buddhist mudra that is falling, it is on the top of his head, does it want to trap itself, it still wants to lock itself?

Five fingers into a mountain.

That's exactly what it means.

How to break?

I don't know, the head of the big snake is full of dark faces, and I don't know.

In that case, let's take the head on top.

It's the easiest way to go, just stand up.

The gallant boy is unwilling, its head is swallowing, it wants to swallow Han Xian first, it is more like escaping from the five-finger suppression, how to escape, how can the demon escape from the Buddha's five-finger mountain.

"Get down. ”

Knock through layers of air.

Squeeze every inch of space.

Here it comes.

In the midst of the snake letter dancing in front of Han Xian's eyes, just when Yagongzi's huge head was almost gnawed on his body, the big handprint hanging above his head settled.

"Bang~~. ”

Full of noble ideals and courage.

Shocking.

From top to bottom.

It's scary.

It came from the air and frightened a lot of people.

Walking out of the air frightened too many people.

One by one, Han Xian was like this, Gu Jun was like this, and the people of Yingdu City were like this, and I couldn't imagine that even the big snake Nuwa Yagongzi was like this.

It's still watching.

Shouldn't it have been knocked down and trapped by the Buddha's five-fingered mudra?

Staring, a pair of eyes staring.

They didn't react, even Han Xian was like this, but they were so close in front of them, they could see it clearly, the palm of the Buddha Sect that they had evolved had successfully fallen, and they had also successfully patted Ya Gongzi's head, but it was indeed unexpected that so many successes were finally created.

What I didn't expect was that Yakoki's head would be so hard.

He was like an embroidery needle, directly piercing his Buddhist golden palm, and this huge palm was like a farce.

All of them.

The protagonist, Han Xian, Yagongzi.

Supporting role, Gu Jun, Ya Jue Li.

Dragon set, Yingdu City people.

They all played with all their hearts, they all acted vividly, and every pore of their expressions was very in place to help them sing this big play.

And his own success in Bo Tianxia audience Yile, they laughed.

"Hehe~. ”

"Just you~?"

"Hey~~. ”

"Just you~~?"

"Haha~~~. ”

"It's up to you~~~?"

Riding on the wall, mocking, mocking, contempt, and being blown aside by the wind in an instant.