Shadows flashed in Roy's mind, and he really couldn't die now. He has so much to do that his life is more than his own. He had to live, desperately to live.

"I'm here in the central area!"

Roy roared, and the whole person rushed directly into the dense spatial crack. One by one, the light shields were broken, and the one by one the dou qi masks were also broken. Jin Jia and his rank were too low to resist at all.

"Sizzle......"

I gasped, as if I had been slashed by a thousand knives. His body was cut everywhere, blood was flying, and bones were exposed in some places. His flesh was rolling, and the pain made his body spasm.

His eyes widened in anger, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and he endured it with firmness. But these spatial cracks were so powerful that he finally couldn't help it. It was dark, and then he didn't know anything and lost consciousness completely.

Thankfully, we finally reached the end of the line. His tattered body fell to the sturdy ground and rolled on the ground more than a dozen meters away. But he didn't know any of this, he had passed out.

His clothes had turned into strips, and they were covered in blood. His body also had cracks on it, and the bones were clearly visible. His body was still bleeding, and his face was as pale as paper.

"The Buddha said: No, no, one is wrong!"

"The Buddha said: Bodhi has no tree, there is no mirror, there is nothing in the world, where is the dust!"

"The Buddha said: Everything has a way. Like a dream bubble. Like dew, it is like electricity. It should be viewed as such!"

A bald monk appeared not far from Roy, this bald monk had a kind smile on his face, but his eyebrows were clear. This bald monk looked like he was about twenty years old, and his eyes seemed to be full of wisdom. If it's not too old, it's definitely like a monk.

The monk was wearing a tattered robe with patches on it. He was holding a gourd in his hand, and the smell of wine wafted out. The bald monk took a sip, and then tasted it carefully.

"There will be thousands of insects in a gourd of water, and if you drink a gourd of water, I will recite the scriptures. It's better to drink wine than this, there is not so much life in a gourd of wine, master, I am kind and kind, there is really no way. ”

This monk is none other than Master Wu. He had forgotten the name his teacher had given him, and he was calling himself a master anyway. He walked towards Roy step by step, his eyes full of compassion.

"According to the teacher's words, there will be someone here who is destined for the master. I think it's this donor lying on the ground, and it's a miracle that he is so badly injured that he hasn't died. The Buddha said that it took 500 times to look back in the previous life in exchange for one pass in this life. Since the donor is destined for me, the master will save you. ”

Master Wu helped Roy to his feet, and then took out a turquoise pill. A fragrance came from the pill, and the master directly stuffed the pill into Roy's mouth. This elixir melts in the mouth, and the master naturally doesn't need to (cāo) cāo) to do anything.

"The Buddha said that if you do good deeds without leaving a name, you are a good master. Master, although I saved the donor, the donor should not ask me who I am. No, no, one is wrong. ”

Master Wu put Roy on the ground again, but he himself sat next to him, "The Buddha said, help people to the end, send the Buddha to the west, then the master I will save you today." ”

"All appearances are vain. If you see things that are not like each other, then you see them as they are......"

Sentences of scripture came out of the mouth of the master, and these scriptures became cyan characters. These characters directly formed a cyan channel, and flew directly towards Roy.

Roy's body was no longer bleeding, and with the pill and the healing of these scriptures, his body was already recovering. One wound after another is healing, and it is recovering to a degree that is visible to the eye.

On the cyan passage, there are more and more scriptures, and the master is getting more and more devoted. He sat beside Roy's (body shēn) as if there were only him and Roy between heaven and earth.

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, but the master does not move. Under the vast starry sky, the body of the master seems to be shining brightly. When the sun rose again, Master Fu finally moved.

At this time, the wounds on Roy's body had basically healed, and the injuries healed so quickly. If it were someone else, I'm afraid I'd have died a long time ago, and even if I didn't die, I would have to cultivate for three years and five years.

But Roy was cured in such a short time, but he didn't wake up. The internal injuries have indeed been repaired, but the external injuries are estimated to take a few days to recuperate.

"The Buddha said, saving a life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, how many levels have I already built, master?"

Master Wu pinched a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, as if he was counting something, "Forget it, I can't count it, I won't count it." The Buddha said, after saving people, you will flash people, the Buddha of Atha!"

He has words on his lips, one Buddha after another, but many of the words are obviously his own. Master Wu held the Buddha beads in one hand, a gourd of wine in the other, and looked at Roy again.

"It seems that the donor really has a relationship with me, and such a serious injury has recovered so quickly. Or is my strength improved again, I'm really distressed, why is my enlightenment (sex xìng) so good, how can this make other people live?"

Then he stood up, "My mission has been accomplished, and others will naturally do the rest." It's time for the master to go, don't think about me, don't you. The master pinched his fingers and calculated, there will be a female benefactor to save you, flashed. ”

The master couldn't babble, and when he saw a woman in the distance, he left here. The afterimages remained in the field, and it took a long time for them to begin to dissipate. I can faintly hear him reciting a Buddha name, which is naturally the exclusive Buddha name of the master.

"The Buddha of Atha, the good sister of his sister!"

Naturally, he couldn't pinch and calculate, but first saw the woman in the distance, and then said such a sentence. After Master Wu left for a while, the woman in the distance came here.

"Hey, how can there be a person here? I don't know if he's still alive?"

The woman walked towards Roy, her inner injuries had indeed been healed by Master Fu, but her appearance was extremely miserable. There was blood all over the clothes, and even the ground was covered with blood.

She walked over to Roy's (body shēn) and boldly reached out to test Roy's snort. Although it is a little faint, it is obviously still breathy. Roy couldn't have died, but he was still unconscious.

"I didn't expect to be injured like this and not die, it's a miracle. I don't know if he should be blessed with a great life, or if he should be sad and good. I'll see what he looks like first, if it's a great evil, I won't save him. ”

Fortunately, Roy didn't have an injury to his face, otherwise he might have been judged a great evildoer. If your face is full of hideous wounds, can you look like a good person?

The woman's name was Chen Xi, and she was the daughter of the head of the Chen family. Chen Xi pulled all the heads on Roy's face to the side, and finally saw Roy's entire face. Her face was slightly red, and it was rare to see such a handsome young man.

Sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his face is like a crown of jade, and his knife-like chin sets off his chic face. However, the immaturity of his face can be seen that he is not very old, at most sixteen or seventeen years old. is so young and so sunny, he is definitely not a big evil person.

Chen Xi's judgment method is so simple, and there is no basis, it is all based on his own preferences. She felt that Roy was not a great evildoer, so she saved it. Anyway, whether to save people or not is her business (情qíng), and it has nothing to do with others.

"So handsome and so young, it's a pity that he was so seriously injured. Who is so ruthless that he has such a heavy hand? If it weren't for his fate, I'm afraid he would have died by now! Fortunately, Sister Ben passed by here, otherwise who would have saved him? Could it be that he is the prince who has fallen in the middle of the legend?"

A girl's mind is always full of fantasies, and eighteen-year-old Duan Liya is naturally no exception. This is also the difference between the central region and the eastern region, the central region has the Holy Religion, and the Kennedy family Rothschilds have the same peak power.

The leader of the Holy Religion is called the Holy Lord, and his Son is considered the Holy Son, the true Holy Son. The Holy Sect is not the same as the Empire, the Holy Sect is the pinnacle force, and the Empire is just an ordinary force.

There are wars between empires, and there are wars between holy religions. The Holy Sect is different from the sect and the family, and the Holy Lord has the ambition to dominate the world. If the Holy Lord wants to expand his territory, there will naturally be no shortage of wars.

And the struggle within the Holy Sect is also very fierce, and the heirs of the family and the sect are also fighting. However, compared to the Holy Religion, it is far worse, and the competition between the Holy Sons is very fierce, and it is even more unscrupulous.

This has resulted in the occasional appearance of down-and-out Sons, who may be hunted down by their brothers, or by people from other holy religions. Some girls save such a holy son, and then they may become holy concubines.

It's normal for Duan Liya to have this kind of thought, but even she knows that this kind of thought is not very credible. This is just a boring thought, and if it wants to become a fact, it is unlikely to happen.

"Forget it, I'll carry this son home first, since I met him, then I'll save his life!"

Although she is only a woman, Duan Liya is also a complete fighting spirit. She is also a genius in the Duan family, and the eighteen-year-old Consummation Dou Ling is indeed quite powerful. With her strength, there is naturally no problem carrying a Roy. Fortunately, Roy met a kind girl, otherwise where would he have saved him?

If nothing else, no one wants to touch Roy's blood-stained body. Especially the clean girl who is too lazy to save him. But Duan Liya didn't think about it so much, and directly carried him on his back.

Feeling Roy's heavy masculine aura, Duan Liya's face turned slightly red. He's grown so big, and he's never been so close to a strange man. Especially Roy is still so handsome and chic, her heart and liver are naturally fluttering.

"Stink, forget it this time, if you dare to have a next time, my sister will definitely beat you up!"

The Duan family, a big family in Baiyang City, is the family where Duan Liya belongs. The patriarch of the family is a Douwang Peak Dou Cultivator, and there is also a Douhuang Taishang Elder. The Duan family in Baiyang City is also a relatively powerful family, after all, there is a strong Douhuang family.

In fact, there are two major families in Baiyang City, the Duan family and the Liu family. The Taishang Elder of the Liu family is also a Douhuang powerhouse, the same as the Duan family. One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, and the two families are naturally in constant contradiction.

The two guards guarding the door of the Duan family were looking at the sky bored, but at this time, Duan Liya walked in the direction of the Duan family with Roy on her back. The two guards hurriedly ran over, this is the eldest sister of the Duan family, and the precious daughter of the head of the family.

"Sister, this person will be handed over to the servant puppet to carry!"

As servants, they naturally don't ask who Duan Liya is carrying, they just need to do what they have to do (情qíng). Resolutely do not ask what should not be asked, and resolutely do not listen to what should not be heard, this is a qualified servant.

"Alright, you two come with me. ”

Duan Liya also called Roy to these two servants, and then took the lead and walked into Duan's house. There is a servant to carry her, naturally she will not carry it herself, he is still a yellow flower girl, how embarrassing it is to carry such a man for no reason.

"Hello sister!"

The greetings of the servants one by one, but Duan Liya ignored them. She walked straight to the Duan family's medical hall, it was better to treat Roy first. If such a serious injury is not treated in time, it is likely to die.

"Third uncle, I brought you a wounded man, do you have time to treat him?"

An old man walked out of the medical hall, he was Duan Liya's third uncle Duan Yuan. As the owner of the medical hall, he usually doesn't go out, after all, there are so many apprentices. But Duan Liya called him, and he had no choice but to come out.

"It turned out to be Liya, I knew that the girl was not so kind to come to see me, it turned out that she wanted me to help you save people!"

Duan Yuan said with a smile, and from his words, he could hear his favor (love ài) for Duan Liya. In a family like the Duan family, being able to give birth to an eighteen-year-old consummate fighting spirit is naturally highly valued.

"Third uncle, don't laugh at others, aren't they just coming to see you!"

Duan Liya immediately went up and hugged Duan Yuan's arm and sprinkled (Jiao Jiāo), to her, Sa(Jiao Jiāo) is what she is best at.

"Okay, okay, don't shake it, shake the old bones of the third uncle and you will shake it away. Whoever you want to save, the third uncle can help you save it. ”

Duan Yuan could only sigh helplessly, in the face of such a precious niece, he had no choice.

Hearing Duan Yuan's words, Duan Liya glanced at the two servants. The two of them immediately understood and sent Roy to Duan Yuan. As a servant, it is natural to understand the meaning of the master's eyes.