Lin Yiyao's face turned pale, and he looked at the smiling Daomen monk who was blocking him, and tears burst out of his eyes. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Senior Brother Daomen, you, you ........ woo woo woo. ”

Lin Yiyao choked up and couldn't speak. She put down the rabbit in her arms and slowly passed her right hand through the left side of the Daomen monk. There should have been a strong arm, but now it is empty.

She cried very sadly, because when she was caught in the cage, the monk had already told her that she was not dreaming. But how she wished it was a dream, a nightmare.

Just now, when the blood-colored bat was about to bite off Lin Yiyao's right hand, the Daomen monk stood in front of Lin Yiyao, and the price was that his left arm was torn off by the blood-colored bat instead of Lin Yiyao's right arm.

The blood-colored bat bit off the left arm of the Daomen monk and then retreated, and the bat sky did not continue to let the blood-colored bat attack.

The Daomen monk didn't show a trace of pain on his face, and even smiled.

The Daomen monk stretched out his right hand and put it on Lin Yiyao's little head, and said softly, "Senior sister, don't cry. Crying makes you ugly. To laugh. That's what you told your brother. ”

"But, senior brother, your ..... your left arm ......" Lin Yiyao was very sad, the Daomen monk was bitten off by a bat because of her.

"It's okay, it's useless to keep Senior Brother's left hand anyway. As long as your right hand is still there, you can also eat skewers. The Daomen monk comforted Lin Yiyao softly, and even joked.

The Daomen monk did not regret blocking this for Lin Yiyao, just because Lin Yiyao was his junior sister.

The Daomen monk never thought that he would have a junior sister with the same teacher before. If someone had told him before that he would have a junior sister, a real junior sister, he would have laughed at that person for going crazy.

He is a monk, how can he have a common master, a real junior sister. If there is a junior sister, it will only be in the same source Jingyue Nunnery next door.

But two months ago, the master brought back a little girl and told him that from now on, Lin Yiyao would be his junior sister, the junior sister of the same family and the same teacher, and the real junior sister.

This junior sister is not the same as the junior sister in the Jingyue Nunnery next door. She didn't like chanting sutras, and she didn't have much reverence for the Buddha. She said to believe in science and be an atheist. She is used to laughing, because if she can laugh, her luck will improve, just like when she meets a bad person, she will be saved. By the way, she said that she met a bad guy and was saved by the master.

She doesn't do morning classes properly, even if she will be scolded by the master. She spends her days looking down the mountain, and she says she wants to go home, to her parents and her brother.

But every time the master wouldn't let her go down the mountain to find her parents and her brother, she would get angry every time.

When she was angry, she would pull her master's beard, and she would always be angry with the master. However, the master will not punish her when he is angry, at most he will blame a few words, and then take his anger out on himself.

Every time she would tell herself about the things under the mountain, about her brother. At the mention of her brother, her eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

She would also trick herself into peeking at the sister of Jingyue Nunnery next door taking a bath, but fortunately she ran fast, otherwise she would have gone to see the Buddha.

Although he escaped, he was terrified for half a month. The murderous aura of Jingyue Nunnery filled the entire Feilai Peak, and it was more than half a month. Every day, I was worried that I would be discovered, so I was sent to see the Buddha by the uncle of Jingyue Nunnery.

At this time, she will laugh at herself for being unfounded. She said that it was a crime to kill someone, and even if the uncle of Jingyuean knew that the voyeur was herself, she would not kill herself.

She likes to eat meat very much, and every time she wants to eat meat, she will be coquettish to herself, and she will call herself senior brother crookedly.

Although he has only known this eccentric little girl for less than two months, although she always makes trouble to make herself carry the black pot, he has already decided that she is his junior sister, then she will always be his own junior sister.

It's my own junior sister, and it is estimated that only this monk has a real junior sister throughout the ages!

The Buddha said that the flesh is not just a stinky skin, so why give up an arm for her.

Therefore, the Daomen monk did not regret it, but was very happy. I am glad that my useless skin helped my only junior sister block the bloodthirsty blow, and I am even more happy that my junior sister will shed tears for her useless skin.

"Little Master Daomen, are you okay! Li Chunjun, who reacted, hurriedly put a pill into the mouth of the Daomen monk.

What happened just now was very short, and Li Chunjun didn't react at all. In just an instant, Lin Yiyao fell, and the Daomen monk blocked it with his body, and was bitten off by a bat on his left arm.

The Daomen monk was not polite either, and swallowed Li Chunjun's little pill. Just now, the pain of losing his left arm had already invaded his skull, and if it weren't for his extraordinary endurance, he would have snorted.

Now that Li Chunjun's little return pill is in his mouth, a warm breath circulates in his chest, and the pain is relieved.

"The soul is faint!" Lin Yifan's eyes breathed fire. If it weren't for the Daomen monk, Lin Yiyao would have no right arm at this time.

"Hiss~~~!"

Bat Shan and Bat Meiniang suddenly felt a piercing coldness, and when they looked up, they found that there was a mist of cold air coming out of Lin Yifan's body.

What's even more amazing is that there is a blue line in the middle of his eyebrows, and the flesh of his eyebrows is squirming with the blue line.

A cold and cold aura of slaughter emanated from Lin Yifan's body.

Lin Yifan's changes were naturally seen in his eyes, but he didn't care at all.

He looked at Lin Yifan's changes with interest, as if to see what kind of surprise he could give himself.

Lin Yifan's eyes were closed, and as the blue line cracked, his eyes tingled.

There were two episodes of blood pouring out of his eyes.

"Lin boy, are you crazy?!Don't want your eyes?Don't die??!!" The voice of the barren monument sounded in Lin Yifan's mind.

Lin Yifan did not answer. He knew that the price to be paid for forcibly casting too cold light was damage to the nerve in his eyes and blindness in both eyes. It is more likely that the cold air eroded his brain and made him brain dead.

But he didn't care, as long as he could injure and defeat the battian.

This is also the only way for him to fight against the battian.

It is too cloudy and cold, and it is rumored that it can freeze time and freeze space.

The bat is strong, but his physical body is definitely not as strong as the space. As long as he doesn't resist and is hit head-on by the cold light, he will be injured, or even seriously injured and dying.

"Alas, boy, remember that you owe me this time, and remember to find more Heavenly Chosen Words to compensate me in the future. ”

The Desolate Xuanbei knew that Lin Yifan would not stop, nor would he give up using the Taiyin Cold Light to escape.

Its stele body glowed, and a "protection" character Tianyuan character flew out. Protect Lin Yifan's brain and eye nerves.

Lin Yifan felt that his eyes were no longer cold and stinging, and the cold air was blocked by the Heavenly Chosen Words, and it no longer harmed Lin Yifan's eye nerves and brain.

He can use all his strength to cast the cold light.

"Open!"

Lin Yifan drank lightly.

The blue line between the eyebrows was completely cracked, and a third eye appeared.

A cold full moon hung above his head, and frost seemed to condense from his feet.

Bat Mei Niang and Bat Mountain retreated frantically, and they could feel the threat of the cold frost to them.

This is still a vision of too dark and cold light.

The cold air swept over, and the bats bore the brunt. Under Lin Yifan's control, most of the cold was aimed at him.

His mink shawl was blown by the cold wind.

"It's kind of interesting. ”