Ming Yuan held the Broken Sky Sword and slowly walked towards the old monk, once he had it, then in the second time, he would have to leave a million more hearts. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

As Ming Yuan moved forward, the old monk kept retreating, but his expression became resolute.

"Seeing that you are so serious, are you ready to fight hard?"

Ming Yuan didn't stop, but took a big step forward and asked.

Bang!

The old monk was startled by Ming Yuan's reaction, and suddenly leaned against the wall, and dust was scattered on the wooden wall where he hit.

The dust hazy the old monk's eyes, but soon the gray turned red, and the words choked his throat.

A sharp sword passed through his body and fixed him against the wooden wall, and another sword came in front of him, piercing him once more.

"Do you think that's going to kill me?"

I saw the old monk slowly pull his body out of the sword, his mouth seemed to be shouting a mouthful of water, and while speaking, there was a gurgling sound.

"Innocent!"

"If that's the case, you can die~"

"Then I've been dead countless times, and it's not your turn to be a little hairy boy!"

The old monk completely pulled out his body, threw away the Broken Sky Sword, didn't even look at the sword behind him, and stared at Ming Yuan coldly and said.

"I know, because you have lived for hundreds of years, and the bridges you have walked are much longer than the roads I have walked~"

"But..."

Ming Yuan watched the old monk slowly walk towards him, his face was still calm, and he said slowly, pausing.

"It's nothing, you're going to die, Amitabha!"

The old monk obviously didn't want to give Ming Yuan a long time, so with a single step, he came to Ming Yuan, stretched out his claws, and grabbed Ming Yuan's throat.

"The old man is in a hurry~"

When the old monk's claws were about to be grasped, Ming Yuan dodged one by one, holding a charm in his hand, and slapped it at the old monk.

"Ah~~~"

I saw that after the charm was pasted, the old monk's body began to emit smoke, rolling on the ground in pain.

Ming Yuan saw that the old monk had been tricked and couldn't survive, so he turned around and left~

"Don't you want to live!!"

The old monk hugged Ming Yuan, and in Ming Yuan's ear, he shouted viciously.

Then, he hugged Ming Yuan tightly, and the smoke sealed Ming Yuan's ears, nose and throat, making Ming Yuan's head dizzy, and his mouth couldn't scream...

…

"Mingyuan~"

"Mingyuan~~~"

"Mingyuan, can you hear me?"

It was already dark in the square in front of the temple.

"Uncle Shi, what's wrong with Ming Yuan?"

On the square in front of the hall, Mingyue held Ming Yuan, who was bleeding from the seven orifices, and asked anxiously.

"We're fighting against the demons, we can't help him, but Xiao Yuan, this kid, has a firm mind, and he will be fine!"

The fat Taoist held the pulse on Ming Yuan's arm and spoke.

It turned out that from day to night, Ming Yuan was in his own fantasy all night, and he thought he was just dreaming.

During this period, Ming Yuan shouted and made a fuss, ran in front of the hall, cried and laughed, and went crazy in front of the hall.

It's all a demon!

The beads in front of Ming Yuan were still quietly placed, flashing with a faint light.

"It's almost 12 midnight, and there are fifteen minutes left, hold on!"

"Come on, Mingyuan!"

All the people sat around Ming Yuan, guarding Ming Yuan, waiting for Ming Yuan's return.

"Old Five, prepare a bowl of rooster blood, and when twelve o'clock arrives, pour it on the top of Xiao Yuan's head!"

"Fourth, light three incense sticks and sacrifice heaven and earth!"

"The third child, when the fifth child poured chicken blood, shouted Xiao Yuan's name loudly!"

Although the fat Taoist said calmly, his hand kept on Mingyuan's pulse, always paying attention to the changes in Mingyuan's pulse.

It's 11:55 p.m.

Ming Yuan's body twitched even more, and the blood at the corner of his mouth kept flowing outward.

"Master, you see that Mingyuan's blood is getting more and more, will it be fine?"

Lin Chao took a brown towel, which had been stained with Ming Yuan's blood, and he couldn't see the original color, and asked with a frown.

"It's okay, Xiao Yuan's pulse is still strong!"

Seeing that a few people couldn't sit still, the fat Taoist walked around, carefully probing Ming Yuan's pulse, which was not weaker than before, so he could be a little relieved.

It was 11:58 p.m., 2 minutes before 12 o'clock.

Ming Yuan's was no longer twitching, and the blood at the corner of his mouth was no longer left, but his pulse was getting weaker and weaker.

The explanation of the fat Taoist is that Ming Yuan is now making the last struggle, the last critical moment.

It was 11:59 p.m.

Ming Yuan's pulse had slowly decreased in frequency, and the fat Daoist's brows were furrowed and his eyes were drowned.

Mingyue hugged Mingyuan tightly, and tears were already on her face.

Lin Chao was already sitting on the ground, looking at Ming Yuan's appearance, and he didn't know what to say.

Sun Xiaosheng scratched Mingyuan's hair, thinking about what happened to everyone?

The clock struck 12 o'clock.

"Quick! The fifth child pours chicken blood, the fourth sacrifices to heaven and earth, and the third child calls quickly! ”

With the fat man's order, the three of them acted quickly.

The obscene old five carried a bowl of chicken blood from above Ming Yuan's heavenly spirit cover and slowly fell.

"Mingyuan come back quickly~"

"Mingyuan come back soon~~"

"Mingyuan come back soon~~~"

The voice of the third black strong man sounded in everyone's ears, one after the other, and the ears of several people were buzzing.

Ming Yuan came back quickly, these six words echoed in the mountains, over and over again...

Burst!

Ming Yuan sprayed a mouthful of blood, and then collapsed in Mingyue's arms.

"Mingyuan~~~"

"The time has passed, carry it to the house~~~"

Seeing that the time had passed, the fat Taoist hurriedly beckoned and carried Ming Yuan back to the house.

"Huh!? What about the seven beads? ”

Lin Chao took a look at the ground, found seven beads, disappeared, and asked in horror.

"Have you seen any beads?"

"No~"

"Little Sage, have you seen it?"

"No~~~"

Everyone was shaking their heads, but they didn't see where the seven beads went, not even Sun Xiaosheng didn't find it.

This question is knotted in everyone's hearts!

Quickly carried Ming Yuan to the house, brought hot water, and washed Ming Yuan, and the fat Taoist kept observing Ming Yuan's pulse.

"Xiao Yuan's pulse has returned to the normal level, and it is stronger than the pulse of a normal person, maybe he is too tired~"

"Hey~ Now I can only obey the fate of heaven!"

The fat Taoist let go of Ming Yuan's arm, put it in the quilt, glanced at it, like Ming Yuan who was asleep, got up and left.

"Senior sister, Mingyuan will definitely be fine!"

"I also believe that he will be fine~"

The conversation between Lin Chao and Mingyue came from his ears, and the smile on the fat man's face was gone, he walked to the front of the house, looked up at the dark and starless night, shook his head and left.

The third, fourth, and fifth children also left together, and saw them pass through the vegetable and fruit garden and come to the front of the temple. (To be continued.) )