"Oh, I already have such a cultivation at the age of nineteen, it's really not easy, and it's not much more than when I was back then. Come to think of it, I think I was also from a famous family. Zhou Buchen asked, as if chatting about family life.

Lin Yun frowned slightly, a little unclear, just as Zhou Buchen said that the fat man was ignorant, he also knew that in front of the cultivators, no matter how strong the Liu family was, it was just a secular family, and it didn't matter at all.

So at this point, there was not much delay.

However, without delay, why did he talk so much to himself?

But despite this, Lin Yun still responded: "Tianlong Temple, Tantra!" ”

Zhou Buchen was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Sure enough." ”

Between the group of thugs just now, Lin Yun didn't take any precautions, it was a Buddha wheel golden light, and when the blades of several people were broken, he already had a guess.

"Then in terms of your talent, in the Tianlong Temple, you should also be outstanding. And the person who can teach a talent like you should be Master Chengguang, right? Zhou Buchen said.

Lin Yun was stunned, he couldn't imagine that Zhou Buchen would analyze it so thoroughly in a short period of time.

"You're right. The family teacher is Chengguang. Lin Yun said, there is nothing to avoid this.

I saw that there was pity in Zhou Buchen's eyes, and he looked at Lin Yun, as if he had seen the beginning of a tragedy.

Lin Yun's heart shook, he really didn't understand why Zhou Buchen was now unable to protect himself, and his body and death were in his own thoughts, and he still had such a look at himself.

"What the hell are you trying to say?" Lin Yun asked.

He always felt that Zhou Buchen seemed a little weird, especially this pitying look, which made him feel very uncomfortable in his heart.

"I think that now you, in Tianlong Temple, should be living a very uneasy life, or even walking on thin ice. Right? Zhou Buchen said, but smiled miserably.

He didn't wait for Lin Yun to answer, but it was as if he already knew the answer:

"From your expression, I already know that I am right." Zhou Buchen's gaze shifted, extremely far-reaching.

"If you don't mind, listen to my story." He said with a sideways face, slowly walked to Sun Meiren's side, and held her in his arms.

And Sun Meiren is extremely quiet at the moment, leaning on Zhou Buchen's chest, as if it is a homecoming, as if even if she dies at this moment, she is willing and has no regrets.

Lin Yun was silent, he did not agree, nor did he refuse.

Zhou Buchen held Sun Meiren in his arms, and the courtyard was tender, without the slightest concealment. He looked at Sun Meiren, wrapping her hair around her fingertips, as if at this moment, in the eyes of the two, there was no Lin Yun, no building, and no world.

In their eyes, there is only each other.

She is his heaven, he is her soul.

Without heaven, Zhou Buchen will die, and without a soul, Sun Meiren will die.

Inexplicably, Lin Yun sighed in his heart, no matter how many hurtful things the two of them did, but at this moment, they were a pair of hard-working mandarin ducks.

As soon as this thought appeared, even the killing intent in Lin Yun's heart subsided a little at this moment.

He looked at the two of them, but just for this moment, Lin Yun's expression changed greatly.

"Zhou Buchen, what are you doing?" Lin Yun asked loudly.

Zhang Xiaopang was also attracted by Lin Yun's exclamation, he looked over, and for a moment, his face became a little pale.

Even if he often fights and kills, injuries and bleeding have long been commonplace, and he even feels his scalp tingle at this moment.

This situation is difficult to describe.

The whole picture was too bloody, that is, Lin Yun already felt miserable in his heart when he looked at it, let alone Zhou Buchen himself.

I saw that Zhou Bucheng actually planted Sun Meiren's hair on his scalp, and his own hair and Sun Meiren's hair were intertwined and intertwined, and planted into Sun Meiren's head.

"Zhou Buchen, what the hell are you doing!" Lin Yun said angrily.

He doesn't understand.

Aren't the two deeply in love? So at this moment, why hurt?

Penetrate each other's scalps and implicate each other's roots.

And from beginning to end, neither of them made a single sound.

"Dead! Lin Yun, the old bustard is dead. Zhang Xiaopang said in surprise.

Sun Meiren, who was arrogant and domineering just now, is now dead without saying a word.

Lin Yun had already noticed, and even said, that the moment Sun Meiren fell into Zhou Buchen's arms, she might have died, otherwise, with her mortal body, how could she withstand such an intense stinging pain.

However, that smile made Lin Yun ignore the fact that he had died, and he was not sure until this scene appeared in front of him.

"Why? Isn't she your lover? Lin Yun asked.

He didn't understand, and he could even feel that Zhou Buchen at this time was really in pain.

It's not the physical pain. It's the pain in the heart.

His heart seems to have died with Sun Meiren's death. At the moment, his eyes are blank and alive, and it seems that he just wants to complete the alternation of the two at this time.

Tell Lin Yun a story.

"You know what? I don't hate you. Zhou Buchen said.

"I don't hate you at all. It was you who gave me a relief. Zhou Buchen continued.

"I know you have a lot of doubts, but perhaps, after listening to me tell this story, you won't be confused." Zhou Buchen ignored Lin Yun and continued.

The topic seemed to be repeated, as he said before, when he asked Lin Yun, was it a good thing or a bad thing.

……

It was a war, a battle that Zhou Buchen had never thought about.

He didn't even have the slightest defense, a moment ago, he was still a hero in front of him, but in the blink of an eye, he became a poor worm, a street rat that everyone shouted and killed.

The night was as dark as ink, but above a town in the city of the sea, it was brightly lit.

There were almost hundreds of people, standing at the corners of the streets.

Everyone was holding torches and staring silently into the distance. They were waiting, waiting for someone, waiting for someone to save them from their misery.

And this person is Zhou Buchen.

There are demons in the sea, cholera is common, and Zhou Buchen is the one who took the initiative to expose the people's hearts and go to subdue demons.

And today is the day of his return.

All, this torch is to illuminate the triumph and illuminate the way for the hero to return.

Rumble!

The sound of the waves, in the middle of the night, has not receded. The tide of the night, called the tide, swells between the nights and makes it easier to feel fear.

Finally, a figure gradually appeared in the dark night.

This figure is still upright, but on his body, there is no trace of intact place, but on his face, there is always a smile.