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But Lin Bingyu didn't have any time to entangle with the demon tiger, and the demon sword turned into a black mang, swept by, cutting through the air, and directly cut off the head of the demon tiger in an instant.

After killing the demon tiger, Lin Bingyu chased in the direction where Ying Dao had just fled, and a pair of beautiful eyes revealed a cold demonic aura, as if he wanted to devour everything.

When Lin Bingyu caught up with Ying Dao, he was in a ruined temple, and there was no aura around the ruined temple, but Ying Dao knelt on the ground, his eyes were closed, and the look on his face was extremely sincere.

"Humph!"

Seeing this, Lin Bingyu directly raised her sword and killed her, her goal was Ying Dao, no matter the ends of the world, she would kill Ying Dao!

"Doctor Lin, you and I have no grievances, why do you still have to hunt me down?" Ying Dao opened his eyes, and a ball of essence light burst out from his eyes, he turned his back to Lin Bingyu, but he could feel the demonic aura on Lin Bingyu's body.

Originally, this breath should have made Ying Dao feel endless coldness, but at this moment, Ying Dao was able to face it, and his body and mind were extremely calm, as if he had changed a person.

Lin Bingyu stopped, narrowed a pair of good-looking beautiful eyes, two star-like pupils in the beautiful eyes looked at Ying Dao's back, she knew the cunning of human nature very well, Ying Dao was scared to death when he saw her, but now he is so calm.

Could it be that there is something strong in this ruined temple that he can rely on?

Lin Bingyu glanced at this ruined temple suspiciously, the ruined temple seemed to have existed for many years, exuding an incomparably vicissitudes of life, and it was pitch black inside.

As soon as the spiritual sense was released, Lin Bingyu checked through his soul to see if there were any strong people in the broken temple, but he didn't find anyone inside at all.

"Alas, Doctor Lin, back then, I couldn't control myself, it was all because of the demonic qi in my body, since we are all from the demon clan, we are my own family, how can my own family fight and kill?" Ying Dao sighed and said.

"Give me the demonic aura in your body." Lin Bingyu's beautiful eyes were awe-inspiring, staring at Ying Dao, the demon sword in his hand was rippling, and his breath completely locked Ying Dao.

"Bang."

Ying Dao could feel the power of tens of thousands of catties coming towards him, and the ground under his knees sank even more, stirring up smoke and dust.

"I want to give it to you too, but this thing was born with me, and I can't kick it away." Ying Dao smiled bitterly and said.

"Then I'll help you!" Lin Bingyu's eyes showed murderous intent, he jumped high, and the magic sword in his hand slashed down fiercely!

Ying Dao's pupils shrank suddenly, the pores on his body opened up, and the terrifying demonic qi rushed out of his body, and he burst out with a punch!

"Poof!"

Ying Dao's arm was directly cut off by Lin Bingyu's sword, but his body did not move a step, he stared at Lin Bingyu deadly, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and he was still kneeling in front of the broken temple door.

The blood flowed from the severed arm, and Ying Dao couldn't stop it, and at this moment his face was extremely pale, and he closed his eyes, as if waiting for the moment of death.

Seeing this scene, Lin Bingyu frowned slightly, there is definitely something wrong with this response, the latter has been desperately escaping for the past few days, seeking a glimmer of life for himself, but at this moment, he knelt in front of the broken temple as if he had accepted his fate, and did not make any resistance.

"Doctor Lin, before I die, can I ask you a question?" Ying Dao opened his eyes and looked at the broken temple, and Lin Bingyu was standing on his right, but the expression on his face was extremely serious.

Lin Bingyu didn't speak.

"Doctor Lin, as a member of the Demon Clan, are your parents both from the Demon Clan?" Ying Dao looked at Lin Bingyu and asked.

Lin Bingyu looked at Ying Dao's incomparably resolute eyes, revealing a look of pathos and desolation in his eyes.

"Yes." Lin Bingyu didn't know why she answered Ying Dao's question.

"Then you're so happy." Ying Dao showed a smile, closed his eyes again, and said softly: "Let's make a move, Dao cultivation in this life, Buddha cultivation in the next life...... In this life I may die at your hands, but in the next life you will die at my hands. ”

Lin Bingyu just laughed coldly, she felt very ridiculous when she heard Ying Dao's words, even in the next life, she would not meet Ying Dao again, there was only this intersection between the two.

The magic sword slashed out, and Lin Bingyu stabbed towards Ying Dao's heart without hesitation!

"Bang!"

A broken gourd came out of nowhere and hit the magic sword, the magic sword was instantly bounced out, Lin Bingyu's right hand shook like an electric shock, and then took a step back, looking ahead.

After the broken gourd slammed into the magic sword, it flew back into his hand.

A monk in a tattered robe, with a round head and a fat face, and a big belly, walked towards this direction.

What is surprising is that this monk is holding a broken gourd in his hand and a packaged roast chicken in the other, and the aroma of wine and meat spreads out and penetrates into his heart.

"The two donors, don't fight and kill in front of the temple, people in Buddhism don't like to see blood." The fat monk had a smile on his face, and his facial features seemed to be crowded together.

"Oh? This little benefactor is also injured? What a sin, a sin ......"

The fat monk walked to Ying Dao's side, and saw that Ying Dao's right arm was cut off, and blood flowed, and the consciousness in Ying Dao's eyes had begun to dissipate at this moment, and a trace of weakness swept through Ying Dao's whole body.

"Ahh Suddenly, Ying Dao's eyes widened suddenly, as if they were about to burst out.

The fat monk poured out the wine in the broken gourd and sprinkled it on Ying Dao's right arm, the blood suddenly stopped, and Ying Dao didn't feel any pain, and when he turned his head, his broken arm had healed, but it was still a broken arm.

"The little donor is in a hurry, and he must not have any food with him, right? Alas, Buddhism is merciful, and the monk will give you a roast chicken leg and a sip of wine to eat, but in the future, you will have to return a roast chicken and a pot of wine to the monk. As if talking to himself, the fat monk tore off a chicken leg from the packaged roast chicken and stuffed it directly into Ying Dao's mouth.

Ying Dao's eyes widened.

"Smack!"

The fat monk slapped Ying Dao's mouth directly with one palm, and the whole roast chicken leg instantly drilled into Ying Dao's throat and fell into his stomach!

"Hmm!"

Subsequently, the fat monk directly took out the broken gourd, and the gourd mouth was directly put into Ying Dao's mouth, and the latter's hands danced wildly, and his tears were spicy from this sip of spirits.

"After the wine and meat are full, the two little donors will go down the mountain." The fat monk had a smile on his face all the time, holding a broken gourd and roast chicken in both hands, and walked into the broken temple.

Ying Dao clutched his hands to his throat, his eyes widened, obviously the strength of the liquor had not yet passed.

And Lin Bingyu on the side was already wide-eyed, looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief.