Outside the Maitreya Temple, the torrential rain is like a note.

Rong Yunlan was still shrinking under the offering table in front of the Buddha, clenching the talisman knife in her hand with both hands, very careful and terrified. The little people, trembling, really pity me.

Not far away, An Jingxun's dead body lay there, adding a bit of gloom to the Maitreya Temple in this rainstorm.

Buddhism kills people purely, and Rong Yunlan doesn't feel any disrespect for Buddha.

The Buddha talks about compassion, and there are also vajra angry eyes.

Ahn Jingxun should be damned, then, no matter where he is, he should die.

Rong Yunlan didn't have the mind to figure it out, watching An Jingxun take one more breath, her heart was like a knife. Therefore, after she saw him, she decisively chose revenge, although it was the hatred of her previous life.

Rumble!

A thunderclap exploded over the Maitreya Temple, and the Maitreya Temple seemed to tremble slightly.

Rong Yunlan listened to the sound of the rain and the sound of hurried footsteps outside.

The people of Rongguo Mansion have arrived!

The expression on her face became more and more panicked, and a pair of Danfeng eyes widened, looking at the people who rushed into the temple.

A bolt of lightning swept through the rain curtain and illuminated the inside of the Maitreya Temple.

"Miss!"

"Ahh

The people who appeared in the Maitreya Temple, just like in their previous life, were all Chen's mothers who served by her good stepmother Lu.

In the previous life, when Chen's mother came, Rong Yunlan, who was frightened by thunder, happened to throw herself into An Jingxun's arms. Then, under Lu's calculations, her marriage to An Jingxun was naturally decided.

But in this life, Chen's mother fainted in fright.

Seeing An Jingxun's corpse, how could Mother Chen, an inner house woman, still be calm?

However, the scream before Chen's mother fainted attracted others in.

"Lord Shizi, it's dead!"

The one who was introduced to the Maitreya Temple by Chen's mother's exclamation was a young man with a guard.

King Jing's son!

Mo Xuansheng!

Rong Yunlan under the offering table saw Mo Xuansheng who appeared in the temple, and his expression froze for a moment. How could it be this guy?

In the huge capital, this prince of King Jing is simply a wonderful one!

But no matter how strange this person is, his status in the capital is below one person and above ten thousand.

Raised in the palace since childhood, he was raised by today's son. This honor alone is the envy of many princes.

In her previous life, Rong Yunlan had heard too much about Mo Xuansheng's deeds, but she had only seen this prince of King Jing a few times.

Many people say that King Jing is too arrogant and domineering, and when the new emperor succeeds to the throne, he will inevitably be unlucky. After all, this prince has robbed the Son of Heaven of his father's love for the princes.

But in fact, after the death of the new emperor today, the prince of King Jing was not unlucky, but inherited the prince and became the new King Jing.

"Little girl, did you kill you?"

Mo Xuansheng is not big, he looks old-fashioned, and his eyes are very strange when he looks at Rong Yunlan.

"He wants to bully me!"

After Rong Yunlan finished speaking, she suddenly raised the talisman knife in her hand, "You, don't come here, otherwise, I, I ......"

"Be careful!"

Mo Leng stepped forward, blocked in front of Mo Xuansheng, and looked at Rong Yunlan viciously, "Little girl, put down the knife in your hand, otherwise, you will die!" ”

As Mo Xuansheng's personal guard, Rong Yunlan also knows the name of Mo Leng. Legend has it that Mo Leng is the sharpest knife in Mo Xuansheng's hand, and at the same time, Mo Leng is also the most solid shield by Mo Xuansheng's side.