Chapter Eighty-Four: Bad Fate

Before the metaphysical world escaped from the world, there was a rule that forbidden forbidden techniques were not allowed to be used in the world, any forbidden techniques! This is something that the metaphysical community has all agreed with. I didn't expect that there would be anyone who dared to be so disobedient at this moment.

Do you really regard the order of yin and yang as nothing?

Regard the enforcers of the metaphysical world as air?

Obviously, the Buddha is the law enforcer of this generation in the metaphysical world, although he is not the guardian of the yin and yang order, but he is also an existence of equal status.

"You're no match for him!"

The drunkard stood up and said mercilessly hitting the Buddha. This young man is estimated to have been in the deep mountains and old forests for a long time, and his head is funny, and he doesn't know what the situation is now, and he is still so serious!

Even many people in the metaphysical world are suspicious, yang and yin are violated, and they aim at the upcoming 'Tianxin annual ring', and the two worlds of yin and yang have been chaotic, and all kinds of yin and death things are emerging in an endless stream, who is in the mood to care about the regulations of the metaphysical world? So the drunkard thinks that the Buddha is too naΓ―ve! And he is simply beyond his strength, since this person dares to use the forbidden technique, his strength must be terrifying.

"What? I'm not his opponent? Who is it? Point it out and let me take a look, and let me crush his balls! The Buddha said directly with a sinister face, where is there still compassion, this is simply a bandit who wants to commit murder.

Looking at his fierce appearance, the drunkard looked sideways. was almost thrown down by thunder, is this dog really a monk? Could it be impersonation?

Don't blame him for being so suspicious, all the monks he has come into contact with are compassionate, serious, don't say foul language, and won't say heavy words. This girl is good, there are no taboos, I don't know if it's a big bowl of wine and a big bite of meat? If that's the case, the drunkard really wants to say, "Mom, that Gobi!" ”

The Buddha also seemed to realize that he had missed his mouth, and immediately Baoxiang solemnly pronounced the sentence "Amitabha", which made the drunkard dumbfounded, thinking that he had seen it wrong.

"You are really no match for him, this person's strength is unfathomable." The drunkard spoke his speculation. This person is terrifying, this blood is not like it is caused by the forbidden technique, and that human constitution also has something to do with it.

"Humph!" The Buddha replied with his chin. He was very dissatisfied, he believed that if he continued to talk about it, he would show his stuff and continue to explode foul language. Time will tell.

"Wen Xu!" Suddenly, Qiu Xinwei's voice came from a distance, with horror, so that the drunkard and the Buddha saw that Qiu Xinwei was covering her mouth in horror and running towards a corner in the distance.

Wen Xu was shocked and fell to the ground, his life and death were unknown, and he fainted. But he was exhausted, because of many problems, he fainted and vomited a lot of blood, staining his clothes red.

"Take me there!" The drunkard's eyes lit up, and he stared at Wen Xu, who was lying on the ground in the distance, and said with an unknown life and death. The Buddha's big hand touched the bald head, and suddenly lifted the drunkard's collar with one hand, and flew down from the pile of materials more than ten meters high like a chicken. Then he hurried to Qiu Xinwei's place.

Qiu Xinwei did not follow the drunkard to climb up to the material yard, she looked for Wen Xu in it alone, she followed the guidance of her heart all the way around countless uneven ground and obstacles, and saw Wen Xu lying on the ground like a dead corpse with blood at a glance, and then let out a cry of surprise, with horror and crying, only to wake up the scene that the drunkard and the Buddha saw.

She staggered and ran towards Wen Xu, her high heels sank on the uneven ground full of dirt, making her body unstable, as if she was about to fall down at any time, at this moment her heart was pinched, there was no blood on her face, she was very frightened!

What happened to Wen Xu? How can it be covered in blood?

She couldn't believe the scene in front of her, it was too shocking! Seeing him lying motionless on the ground as if he was dead, Qiu Xinwei really panicked. She blamed herself a little, after Wen Xu left last night, she saw that Wen Xu's back was very desolate, and her back was slightly bent. It seemed that he was under a lot of pressure, bending his arrogance.

She understood that Wen Xu was also very uncomfortable, and he was really uncomfortable if he had more than enough strength to watch these people die at the hands of evil spirits! But at that time, she was also very angry, Wen Xu actually ignored the pleas of so many people and refused.

The heels fell off and were thrown off by her in the run. But her jade feet were as clear as stepping on the pebbles-covered dirt, and if anyone saw them, they would surely see that her feet were already covered with blue and red spots. This is because of the phenomenon of stone thorns on her feet.

The pain in the soles of her feet was no match for the stinging in her heart. She is blaming herself, she didn't enlighten Wen Xu, so that Wen Xu has an accident now, how can she make herself happy? It was clear that he was taking the blame for this scene on himself.

Crystal tears are sprinkled, like colorful pearls flashing!

"Wen Xu, Wen Xu, you don't want to die! Don't die! I should enlighten you, and I shouldn't be angry because you refuse to make tea. Liu Ming wiped her eyes with one hand and couldn't help the tears that slipped out, and said in a choked voice.

She cried and wore light makeup on her face, and she didn't realize it. She wanted to ask herself why she was crying? For this person who has known each other for less than ten days? Is it worth it? But despite this, she couldn't stop.

When she ran to the bruises on her feet, she finally arrived in front of Wen Xu, she suddenly pounced on Wen Xu, held Wen Xu in her arms, and looked at the shocking palm prints on his neck, exuding cold, and the whole heart was cold to the bottom.

Wen Xu's body was very cold, very cold, like ice, even if Qiu Xinwei was in her arms, even she felt very cold. 'Dead?' He asked himself in his heart, but he would not admit the terrible and cruel words.

"Wen Xu, Wen Xu, don't die, don't die!" Qiu Xinwei Lihua burst into tears, and gently patted Wen Xu's face with her slender palm, as if to pull him back from hell, before the ghost gate closed.

But does it work?

If Wen Xu was sober, he would definitely be angry; "Mom, Gobi, don't hit me in the face!" Do you think you're playing basketball? "It's a pity that he is before the ghost gate closes at this moment.

"Gross!"

Suddenly, Wen Xu spit out a mouthful of blood with blood clots again, flowing down the corners of his mouth, and people panicked!! He was invaded by powerful ghosts and evil spirits, and he was also injured, and he was even drained of his strength by the words of the Zen scriptures.

"Wen Xu!" Qiu Xinwei exclaimed in surprise, hugged his head tightly on his chest, and then turned his head to the drunkard and shouted, "He's not dead yet, not dead yet!" Ninth Master, come quickly, come quickly!! ”

He hugged Wen Xu tightly in his arms, so that his body was no longer cold, seeing Wen Xu covered in blood, his eyes were full of distress, and then he saw that the corner of the clothes wrapped around his arm had been stained with blood, and the self-blame in his eyes was even stronger.

She gently rubbed Wen Xu's face with her hand, with a complicated look in her eyes, and glanced at the drunkard and the strange monk who had not yet come, so she murmured softly: "You are my wrong, evil fate!" How can you make me feel so distressed? You say I'm a broom star, and I won't come to you, I don't want to bring bad luck to you. But how did you make yourself look like this without me coming? Bastard! ”

"I know you're hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, and I know you're actually very kind. Can you take care of yourself? How can you come here quietly alone? Qiu Xinwei was very angry, this bastard came by himself, it is so dangerous here, if there is no worker calling today, then Wen Xu will be found again when he is already a corpse?

She didn't dare to think about it!!

If no one sees it today, no one will find out that Wen Xu died here! How desolate and sad!

She didn't see Wen Xu's fingers move slightly, obviously Wen Xu heard it!! He is conscious! Wen Xu wanted to speak at the moment, but he couldn't say it, in fact, he was also very moved, he didn't expect Qiu Xinwei to care about him so much, he is not hard-hearted, and he knows how to be moved!

Suddenly, he felt something dripping on his face, hot, and another drop in his mouth, a little salty! It's -- tears!

Did she weep for me? Wen Xu's heart was very surprised and surprised,

Qiu Xinwei stroked Wen Xu's head slightly, looking at the blue handprints on his neck, and suddenly she saw the wound on the back of his neck, five, no more, no less! Each one has scratched the skin, and you can see the muscles inside, but the skin on the surface of the neck is stasis, a little inflamed, and the periphery is even more dark and green exuding a terrifying atmosphere.

"What kind of wound is this?" Qiu Xinwei was surprised, her eyes full of horror. Touch it lightly with your hand, and it feels like being stung by a scorpion! A kind of fear from the bottom of my heart can't stop being revealed.

But she couldn't find a reason for that feeling!

Fear, panic, fear, and chills were negative emotions that seemed to have been transferred to her at the moment of the touch.

The halo on the talisman given by the drunkard on her body flowed, emitting brilliance and scorching, and it was dispelled in an instant, but the negative emotions at that moment just now were clearly revealed, allowing her to experience it.

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