At this moment, the little girl looked extremely pious.

Ye Luo also changed his joking color, a smile hooked up at the corner of his lips, and said, "I look forward to that day."

She subconsciously stroked the blue-white relics, and a strong sense of sadness came from the bone beads.

The sense of desolation was so deep and intense that she was infected. Ye Luo repeatedly rubbed the Buddha Emperor Relic, desolate, long-lasting, sad, depressed, and ...... Acacia to the bone.

Ye Luo felt that he must be crazy.

She actually developed such a deep brain hole through a relic. I feel that the Buddha Emperor of the Earth must have been deeply thinking about someone before his death, so that after his death, this power of longing is still tenaciously preserved in the relics and bones, and it will not be dispersed for thousands of years.

"How? Do you feel it too? ”

When Feng Wuwu saw Ye Luo's expression, he knew what she was going through at the moment, "When I first touched the Buddha Emperor Relic, I also felt this way. ”

Ye Luo was very surprised: "What are the allusions?"

Feng Wuwu explained: "Legend has it that the one hundred and eight relics of the Buddha Emperor of the Earth are the acacia bones cremated in the previous life, and the heart line of the Bodhi tree annual rings is used to inherit the prayer beads that stretch over time. It's a pity that later the heartline was broken and the rosary was scattered. ”

Ye Luo's heart was shocked.

The Buddha Emperor of the Earth has such a throbbing legend.

"If you have the opportunity in the future, you will definitely go to the Earth Buddha Temple in Tuhan Country to pay respects." At the same time, go and admire the demeanor of the Buddha Emperor Buddha statue.

Hearing this, above the throne, the pupils like the stars and the moon flashed invisibly.

"Luoluo, your right wrist is bleeding."

Ye Quan has been by the side, watching the whole process of the competition.

His heart hung in the air until he saw his granddaughter win two wins in a row, and he was completely relieved. And when he accidentally found the blood stain on his granddaughter's right wrist, he immediately became nervous again.

"It's out of the way, grandpa, it's just a small injury."

Ye Luo raised his right wrist, took out some medicine powder to stop bleeding from the Lan Fei Space Ring, sprinkled it, and bandaged it casually, "The Seventh Princess's Coyote Moon Knife is a first-order inferior spiritual weapon, the blade is sharp, and it has cut a little skin." ”

Feng Wuwu glanced at Ye Luo, but his worried eyes fell on Feng Wuxi's body.

I saw Feng Wushi carry his right wrist behind him.

Feng Wuwu rolled his eyes angrily, then walked to Feng Wuxi's side, and pulled his right arm out from behind him: "Hide, hide, hide!" Bleed to death! Hum! ”

Feng Wushi's handsome face crossed a touch of embarrassment: "It's okay, don't worry." I'll go back and deal with it. ”

The sleeves of the pure white monk's robe have been dyed red.

At Feng Wuxi's right wrist, there was a wound, and blood trickled out, along the contours of his palm, along his white jade-like fingertips.

"Go back? When you get back, your blood will run dry! Feng Wuwu gritted his teeth, grinding his little fangs, eager to go up and bite his brother.

She took out the medicine to stop the bleeding, sprinkled it on her brother's wound, wiped the blood with a handkerchief, took some bandages, and bandaged the wound, "Don't move, your wound is very deep, be careful to bleed again." ”

The corners of Feng Wushi's lips hooked up a dusty arc, and said lightly: "It's okay."

The wound on his right wrist, under closer inspection, was actually in the same position as Ye Luo.