Ming Yan lay on the ground and couldn't get up, his back was already wet with sweat, and the broken hair on his forehead was also stuck to his cheeks one by one, Ming Yan scolded:

"Old bald donkey, don't be complacent, if it weren't for the suppression of this Heavenly Dao, you would have been a wisp of revenant soul under my hands, am I really one of those low-level spirits?"

The old abbot frowned, and he was also very surprised in his heart, because Ming Yan was not knocked down by his scriptures, and he could still rise up and provoke.

Seeing this, the old abbot called his disciples again, and several people recited the scriptures together, and the voices intertwined and turned into a loud Buddha horn.

Ming Yan wailed again, as if he had been overwhelmed by something, and his head was on the ground, unable to move.

Mingran fell to his knees and pleaded loudly:

"Master, please stop! Everything is the fault of the apprentice, the apprentice promised you that you will not have any more dealings with her in the future, that is, God has the virtue of a good life, please let the master spare her life. ”

Unexpectedly, the old abbot shook his head with a gloomy face and said:

"This banshee is very angry, just now she kept saying that she wanted people's lives, and now she has angered her, and we have no way out, today, we must get rid of her. ”

After speaking, the old abbot no longer paid attention to Ming Ran, closed his eyes and continued to concentrate on chanting the scriptures, Ming Yan was already unable to shout in pain.

She raised her eyes to look at Ming Ran, and smiled at him stubbornly, as if to comfort him not to be afraid, and in the next second, her face was distorted in pain.

She hurriedly turned her head, not daring to let Ming Ran see her embarrassed appearance.

Mingran felt tears overflowing and falling in his eyes, he didn't want to watch it anymore, this farce, let him know it with his own hands!

The magic circle is set up for demons, so many mortals are ineffective, and when they rushed into the magic circle, the old abbot and others were shocked.

The old abbot eagerly called him back, but Ming Ran ignored it, he picked up Ming Yan and let Ming Yan lie on top of him facing her.

Ming Yan leaned on him weakly, his chin rested on his shoulder, his expression was already confused, and the whole person seemed to be fished out of water, and his whole body was already soaked with sweat.

Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her chest, she opened her mouth, unable to make the slightest sound, her eyes widened with an unbelievable light.

Mingran hugged her, his body trembled slightly, and then his hand was once again forceful, stabbing the vajra in his hand into her chest.

Ming Yan coughed up blood, blood stained his gray monk's robe, his arms were warm, but she felt the cold coming out of her bone marrow.

"Ming... Mingran ......"

Ming Yan called his name in an extremely faint voice, it was the first time she had called his name, but it was like this again.

The old abbot was also stunned, looking at the blood gradually spreading on the ground, the old abbot suddenly sighed faintly.

Su Mo'er stood behind Ming Yan, watching the vajra pop out of her back, she was already shocked in her heart.

She stared at the scene in front of her with wide eyes, she didn't understand, why Ming Ran suddenly made a move on Ming Yan, could it be that the demon was stunned.

Mingran hugged Mingyan's body that was gradually losing its temperature, his tears couldn't stop falling, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Ming Yan ran out of breath, and the old abbot stopped his hand, and after a long time, Ming Ran spoke:

"Master, I want to bury her well and send her on her last journey. ”

The old abbot sighed and nodded in agreement. So, Ming Ran walked out with Ming Yan's body in his arms, kept walking, and walked out of the town to the suburbs.

On a mountainside, Ming Ran put down Ming Yan, took out a bottle from his arms, Ming Ran trembled his hands, and poured out a pill in the bottle.

He put the pill into Ming Yan's mouth, and the pill melted in his mouth, turning into juice and flowing into Ming Yan's body.

After a while, Ming Yan's chest began to rise and fall slightly, and she was not killed.

Ming Ran breathed a sigh of relief, he held Ming Yan's hand, looked at her face with her eyes closed, and said:

"I'm sorry, in order to save you, I can only make this decision, this pill was given to me by a wandering Taoist priest, telling me that it can save people's souls. ”

"When you wake up, I'm afraid you'll hate me, but that's fine, and from now on, we'll have no relationship, and you'll never be hurt by me again. ”

"As for your love for me, I have lived up to it after all, you are a demon, life is very long, my life has long been destined, that is to always accompany the green light ancient Buddha. ”

"You...... It's so self-cherishing!"

After speaking, Mingran put down Ming Yan's hand, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth for her, and then stood up and left without looking back.

Su Mo'er looked at his departing back, feeling very uncomfortable, obviously her feelings for Ming Yan were obvious, but he was so cowardly that he didn't dare to face it.

Su Mo'er stayed by Mingyan's side, and after a day and a night, Mingyan slowly woke up.

After waking up, Mingyan's body was still very weak, she covered her chest and touched the wound, it was very painful, but it was not as painful as the pain in her heart.

She let out a mocking laugh, she knew that he couldn't tolerate herself in his heart, but she didn't expect him to be so ruthless.

Mingyan wanted to hate him, but hating him would make her heart even more uncomfortable, she loved him, but he didn't love her.

The moment the vajra pierced her chest, she knew that everything was her own doing.

Ming Yan didn't die, she returned to the demon world alive to heal.

It's also ridiculous to say, he wanted to kill her, but he didn't do it completely, and the seemingly serious wound didn't endanger her life.

What's even more ridiculous is that she is still laughing at him, and even finds reasons for him in her heart, comforting herself that he didn't mean to.

But the scar on her chest reminded her that all this was not what she thought it was at all.

After Ming Yan returned to the Demon Realm, he changed his personality, and in the past, he used to cause trouble everywhere, but now he stayed quietly in the palace alone.

The Demon Lord came to see her, but she turned her away, she didn't want to see anyone now, and in the end, she was so annoyed that she simply went to retreat.

This retreat is ten years, and ten years in the demon world is just a ten hour nap for her.

But in the world, it is not a short time, and some things will really change a lot.

Within ten years, the old abbot died, and then he chose Ming Ran to succeed him as the new presiding.

At first, the rest of the disciples were not convinced, and because he had contact with Ming Yan, everyone felt that his Buddha heart was not firm.

Ming Ran didn't say anything about it, he has always been quiet, no matter how many years have passed, it is still the same.

Unconvinced, the monk challenged him, and if he won, everyone would recognize him as the presiding officer, and if he lost, he would not only abdicate, but also leave the temple.

Ming Ran responded, that Buddhist controversy, Ming Ran won very exciting, dozens of monks took turns to fight against him, and some even several together.

But even so, it was still a defeat. With his own strength, he fought all the monks of the temple with his own strength, and won a complete victory three days later.

Since then, the monks have been convinced and respected him as the new host, but they are still very indifferent.

However, when the two novices who sweep the floor secretly get together to talk, they always mention a piece of jade around the waist of the new host.

Whenever the new host looked at the jade, they felt that the host had a different appearance, more of a living atmosphere.