She didn't wait for Murong Weizhen yet, she waited for someone else first.

Just before she was about to fall unconscious, the rope in her hand suddenly broke, and Lou Jing's strength in grabbing her decreased due to inertia, and she almost fell off the horse.

She rang out with a loud alarm bell: "Who, come out for me." The rope in her hand was cut by a sharp weapon, Lin Weier was so painful that she couldn't open her eyes, she fell to the ground motionless, and only heard a sound of Amitabha Buddha before she fell unconscious.

Abbot Suhe came from afar: "Amitabha, donor, you know that this move will bring death to yourself, the monks are merciful, you leave quickly now, maybe you can save your life." ”

Where did Lou Jing still listen to these now: "Bald donkey, you don't talk wildly, you get out of the way for me." She knows the strength of the dark night, and now she must take Lin Wei'er away, otherwise she will definitely be chased by the dark night.

"Donor, there is a life in the lost way, Sister Lin is related to many people, and the poor monks in public and private cannot let her leave, please forgive me."

Lou Jing didn't expect to kill a monk halfway, and viciously said to the black-clothed soil behind him: "This bald donkey doesn't know each other, kill him." ”

She never doubted the ability of the dark night, now she can only be safe by bringing Lin Wei'er back, she has just spent so much time, and now every minute is crucial.

Commanding people to deal with the abbot of Suhe, she walked up to Lin Weier, and saw her lying on the ground like a dead dog, kicking her feet hard, Lin Weier frowned painfully in a coma, and her heavy eyelids made her really unable to open her eyes.

"Hmph, such a waste also wants to seduce the master, you really should let the master see your stupidity." Having said that, she didn't dare to waste time, grabbed Lin Wei'er and threw her on the horse, she also turned over and got on the horse, the abbot over there had a very high kung fu, and four or five people besieged him without falling behind.

Lou Jing fell off the horse, and before she could figure out what was going on, she looked up and saw someone standing not far away, who was wearing a royal blue robe, who was not the master she was thinking about.

The moment she saw Murong Weizhen, Lou Jing was already stupid, how could the master come, how did he come so quickly, the master was unwell, he rarely left the courtyard on weekdays, and he hadn't even been there a few times in the dark, she thought that someone would come to save Lin Wei'er, but she didn't expect the master to come in person, unprecedented fear hung over her, she knew that she must be finished.

Lou Jing snorted coldly: "A few of you can fight quickly, not a single monk can beat it, go back and see how you explain to your master." Seeing that the hour was not early, she didn't dare to delay, and rode her horse to take Lin Weier towards the agreed place.

When the abbot saw her horse running away, he was secretly helpless.

Somehow, Lou Jing panicked when she saw the abbot of Suhe, clamped the horse's belly with her legs, and swung the whip twice to make the horse run faster.

Only a few hundred meters away from the abbot of Suhe, Lou Jing's horse suddenly lost control, the two front legs were raised, and let out a terrible scream, Lou Jing couldn't control it, and fell straight to the ground, while Lin Weier, who was already unconscious, fell into a warm and solid embrace Zheng

Murong Weizhen didn't expect that he and Wei'er had only been seen for a few hours, and his Wei'er had become like this, with more than a dozen scratches on her face, and her beautiful and neat clothes were even more torn.

Everywhere she looked, there was blood, looking at her appearance, it hurt hundreds of times more than her own injury, and she called Wei'er softly, Lin Wei'er was already unconscious, and no one responded to him.