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People, long kneeling.

Does the kneeling man still hate the one who sleeps?

In this long dark night, I used to hate like the sea, but in the bitterness of love, in the concern of love, this sea of hatred has completely evaporated, and now there is only hatred left.

This 'enmity' is unforgettable, because it has been knotted in love.

I want to forget, unless Han Xian has never appeared in Qin Mu Rongruo's world, history cannot be reversed, and when he was willful, the two souls were already deeply linked.

On the ring finger, the red is melodious.

Rong Ruo, who couldn't stand on his knees, still raised his head, his face was off the ground, and his tears were long, and the ground was wet with broken tears.

They were laughing.

They are smiling kindly!

The tulle retreated, the scars were fully revealed, Rong Ruo's eyes were full of devotion and fell on the compassionate face of the Buddha, and he whispered in his mouth: "Save him, he is innocent, you save him, I will always have compassion in this life, and the ancient Buddha of the green lantern does not ask about the red dust." ”

Earnestly.

People weep.

But the Buddha was still full of compassion, and his smile was saying that he understood.

But this is the tearful man with pear blossoms and rain, the Buddha's great compassion and immeasurable bodhicitta is laughing at tears, is it too ruthless, or is he saying.

Let the past be the past. ’

'Let the man of the past, let him be the past.' ’

No way!

Tears helpless Rong Ruo was saying that it was impossible, her noble head was lowered again, and her whole body was lying in front of the Buddha reverently, she was begging, she was begging with her life.

Pray that the Buddha hears it, and that the Buddha can have mercy on the people in his heart.

He who sleeps for a long time does not wake up.

He who kneels cannot afford it.

As the day goes up, those who have not slept wake up with sorrow and sorrow.

In bed, people who have been sleeping for a long time still do not wake up.

In front of the Buddha, the person who kneels for a long time still can't afford it.

This can't be called doubt, this should be called fear, Xiao Wangzhi's face was already smeared with miserable white on the bleak black, and a pair of eyes fell on Han Xian's body almost hysterical.

Hysteria: What is this for?

Wen Ziqi's eyes fell on Xiao Wangzhi's face, his expression was full of worry, and he couldn't help but say: "Master, you better go and rest, the first junior brother Jiren has his own natural appearance, and it will be fine." ”

"Hey~~. ”

Xiao Wangzhi sighed, shook his heavy head to show his refusal, and his gaze couldn't help but sweep over Han Xian's body again, and his question almost drove his heart crazy.

But this time, the doubt in his eyes was indeed mixed with a hint of horror.

A trace of black aura had already risen from Han Xian's body, and the originally stable aura immediately weakened, and there was no aura at all in an instant.

Shocked, Xiao Wangzhi rushed to the bed with one arrow step, the road cracked and flew, and Han Xian's shirt was immediately torn into pieces.

"What's that?"

At what he saw, Wen Ziqi couldn't help but be surprised.

What is it?

This is the 'Yin Gu' that was inexplicably planted in Shangwu City, 'this is the 'Yin Gu' of Weishan to collect the souls of the dead, 'This is the 'Yin Gu' of Yiyang to collect the four grievances. ’

It evolved into a yin poison that tangled Han Xian's backbone and dyed it black.

It evolved into a disease demon that locked Han Xian's body, knocking him down and sending him to hell.

All this should be clear, the poison entangled in the backbone of the Yin Gu is not enough to kill Han Xian, but the disease derived from the resentment of the four Yiyang clans that has been accepted is indeed menacing.

Exhausted, heartbroken, and to the extreme, Han Xian still collapsed in front of it.

"Ah~~!!"

Xiao Wangzhi's eyes were furious, roaring like a beast, the entire Zen Yeshan Temple trembled in his roar, and his hand suddenly evolved into a soft Dao power and quickly went towards Han Xian's heart.

Don't die, you forget your own life.

Xiao Wangzhi is as immeasurable as the sea, and his Dao power is like a river of waves, rushing into the Yin Gu in order to dispel its lingering disease, but the sky does not fulfill people's wishes.

This demon is sick and can continue to erode Han Xian's body through any hardships and obstacles.

But fortunately, Xiao Wangzhi's efforts were not in vain, and he had temporarily preserved Han Xian's wisp of gossamer breath, but this was only temporary, and God knows when it would disintegrate temporarily.

"Master, please stop. ”

Xiao Wangzhi forgot about his fate, but Wenzi on the side was deeply worried about his body.

"Whew~~. ”

Fortunately, Xiao Wangzhi had not completely lost his mind, and his hand still stopped helplessly when his Dao power was exhausted, but there was indeed a trace of decadence on his face at this moment.

This is like a precursor to giving up after being magnified in desperation.

Could it be that in his heart, Han Xian's life is irretrievable, there are many capable people in the world, can't be saved, there are a lot of treasures in the world, can't be saved?

These can be done, but the capable people who can save Han Xian are indeed far away in the sky, and the treasures that can save Han Xian are even farther than the horizon.

"Hey~~. ”

Xiao Wangzhi closed his eyes in a trance, which was like closing his eyes and waiting for death.

This sigh and wail all penetrated into the room, breaking into the heart of Rong Ruo, who was begging to kneel in front of the Buddha, and what he heard was sadness, and what he heard was tears turning into blood.

Under the skull, tears turned red with blood.

Is it true that the Buddha of great compassion still does not know?

The breeze is fluttering, swaying the candlelight in front of the Buddha, this fluttering trance is like the manifestation of the real Buddha, if this is true, it is a great luck.

But this is destined to be false, and the Buddha has never appeared in the bright sky.

In this world, there are only people who dare to walk without scruples under the sun, and at this moment, on the mountain road to Zenye Temple, a man with a mediocre face is stepping on a steady pace to climb the mountain step by step.

"Senior brother!!"

"Haha, it's Senior Brother. ”

Like a drowning person grasping a life-saving straw that can survive again, Xiao Wangzhi was overjoyed, and he couldn't stop laughing.

The shadow fluttered, and a hundred feet became one.

Xiao Wangzhi rushed to the mediocre-looking man with a flicker, and immediately looked solemn, and saluted respectfully: "Meet the Lord of the Heart!"

Heart Master, the Sect Master of the Heavenly Heart Divine Court?

The man who is known as the strongest man in the mainland?

Is that him?

Is this mediocre-looking man his own?

Many people are skeptical, but looking at Xiao Wangzhi's respectful look, who dares to doubt it.

"Hehe~~. ”

The heart master laughed lightly, and hurriedly helped Xiao Wangzhi up, and said: "Senior brother, you and I have been separated for a long time, I can't imagine that my junior brother has realized the "Heavenly Strategy" to such a realm, it is really gratifying!"

In fact, there is something in his heart, otherwise Xiao Wangzhi's smile will definitely dilute the sorrow on his face.

At this moment, Xiao Wangzhi could only drink and laugh dryly, and he didn't know how to speak for a while, and his old face and black face were almost red.

"Huh. ”

The heart master was like a confidant, laughed lightly, and whispered: "Senior brother don't say it, I also know that I came here this time to save the life of Han Xian's nephew." ”

"Uh~~. ”

Beaming with joy, self-indulgent.

Xiao Wangzhi's joy instantly diluted all the sorrows, and asked how many powers the world could have to save Han Xian? I don't know, but it is certain that the heart master in front of him is one.

If none of the strongest men in this continent can be saved, then Han Xian's entry into hell will be a matter of ironclad.

The name of the Lord of the Heart is the center of everything, although he is kind and kind, but everywhere he goes is a creeping backbone, even the monk who kneals to the Buddha, even the emperor who kneels to the sky.

They all fell to their knees.

But in this kneeling, only Rong Ruo is not worshipping him, his heart is pious and only knows how to ask the Buddha to worship the immortals, and he does not know that the real immortals have passed by in front of the door.

The heart master walked to Han Xian's bed, his eyes swept on the Yin Gu, and his originally kind face couldn't help but hang a trace of gloom, and his mouth was already slightly voiced: "What an idiot, I actually thought that my body was in prison, and the Yin Gu was ruined like this, this body?hehe~~." ”

The heart's smile was followed by a long sigh.

"Senior brother, my nephew's life is difficult!"

The face is black and white, and the face is bleak and tightly locked, these words are from the mouth of the heart master, is there really no hope? Xiao Wangzhi is godless.

"Hehe~. ”

The master of the heart was laughing, and said: "Senior brother, please be relieved, I can temporarily save the life of my nephew, but whether I can live or not depends on himself." ”

"Thank you, brother. ”

Xiao Wangzhi hurriedly bowed down, as long as his life was still there, Xiao Wangzhi firmly believed that Han Xian could live.

Kindness has changed to majesty, this look should be more majestic than the sun in the sky, the world of heaven and earth should be centered on him, he is the only star in the world of all things.

Everything revolves around him as the center of origin.

Even the fate was the same, I saw a soft starlight emerge in the palm of the heart master's hand, and with a light movement of his fingers, the light fell spontaneously, floating and falling into the yin Gu.

"Hum~~. ”

Han Xian's body, to be exact, was immediately flooded with thick resentment on the Yin Gu in front of his heart, they were shrinking, and the disease they planted was even dragged into the Yin Gu.

The Yin Gu Forbidden Seal set up by He Qing has long been dilapidated and difficult to maintain, and now with the blessing of the Heart Lord, it is already unbreakable.

"Whew~~. ”

It was Han Xian's even breathing, and Xiao Wangzhi's long sigh of relief, this life was finally saved.

But the person who can't sleep for a long time still can't sleep for a long time.

The heart lord couldn't help but smile on his face, and said: "Next, we can only rely on Master Han's nephew's own creation, and everyone should disperse." ”

This is an order from the heart master, how dare others stay, they dispersed one after another, and even Xiao Wangzhi left behind the heart master in desperation.

The night was deep again, and it was quiet.

On the monk's bed, there are still people who can't sleep for a long time.

But beside this monk's bed, there was indeed a person standing and kneeling in front of the Buddha hall, and no one knew when she got up, let alone when she appeared here.

The dew is full of branches, and the flower path is beautiful at night.