Chapter 92: There Is Only One Truth (Thanks for the Reward, Monthly Pass)

These points of light are like dandelion seeds, held up by the breeze, fluttering in the air, and the golden warm sun covers it with colorful and brilliant sky, without a trace of dust, and flies straight to Yao Ranran.

Yao Ranran's heart moved slightly, and she cast her eyes on Pei Xianqiao and the three of them.

They stood in the corner, invisibly forming a triangle.

Pei Xianqiao was standing at the top of the triangle.

She looked at Yao Ranran, her expression was extremely surprised, as if she had just woken up from a dream, and her eyebrows could not hide the look of shock.

How could it be......

How did she show up alive?

When the faint candle flame wrapped the empty round platform, Yan Shanyi's devouring killing machine that erupted in an instant was still surrounding her body, as if she had suffered a cardiac arrest, making her palpitate.

This kind of power, even if you use all your strength, is difficult to resist.

How could Yan Shanyi let Yao Ranran go and choose his body to infuse evil things, so that Yao Ranran could survive and take over the position of castle lord?

This is ridiculous!

Pei Xianqiao's thoughts wandered thinking about what was happening in front of her, and her eyes suddenly met Shang Yao's gaze.

Looking at each other, she was like an electric shock, and there was an absurd but somewhat reasonable reason in her heart......

Could it be that Yan Shanyi fell in love with Yao Ranran's skin?!

Pei Xianqiao seemed to wake up suddenly, and her eyes looked up and down on Yao Ran Zhou.

The first beauty in the six places of Zhongzhou, how could she forget a stubble!

It is undeniable that Yao Ran is beautiful, even if she is a woman, when she first met her, she was deceived by her look, and almost told her about the old man in the ring......

Maybe that's how Yan Shanyi finally dedicated herself and made her successful?

Pei Xianqiao looked sideways slightly, looking at Yan Shanyi's dead state, the evil thing invaded his body, and his body had been corroded into a pile of muddy meat sauce.

But the neck bones that drooped and weakened had a deep fracture mark on them.

Suicide!

Yan Shanyi committed suicide!

Pei Xianqiao's brain made up for the scene when the ghostly fire shrouded the round platform and the round platform was shaken.

Yao Ranran suffered an unexpected betrayal, and after a moment of panic, she shed fragrant tears, turning all beings upside down, which moved Yan Shanyi's hard heart, and made him unbearable to watch the evil thing rot this kind body into flesh.

So he cut off his neck, let evil things pour into his body, and gave his last words......

"What is the heroine thinking? They couldn't seem to see the light. Yao Ranran stole a glance at Pei Xianqiao's movements of shaking her head and knocking her head, and she was a little puzzled.

What exactly are these points of light for?

That's what the owner behind Yanjiabao wants, right?

Pei Xianqiao was immersed in her own assumptions and couldn't extricate herself.

In addition to this face, what other ability does Yao Ranran have now to survive in front of Yan Shanyi?

If you want to cultivate for nothing, you want weapons but no weapons.

Even if it was a sneak attack, it would be impossible for her to successfully get close to Yan Shanyi and kill her with one sword!

So even if this idea is outrageous, Pei Xianqiao can't think of a better reason to explain it......

Mu Jiaxuan also noticed the wound that caused Yan Shan to fall.

His thoughts were slightly different from Pei Xianqiao's.

As a Buddhist cultivator, he could easily perceive that these people's attitudes towards Yao Ran had changed a lot.

Especially the group of loose cultivators.

The worship in their eyes was sincere at this moment.

When Yao Ranran was intact and walked out of the round platform with a weak body, but Yan Shanyi died on top of the Buddha statue, Yao Ranran seemed to have created a miracle and became a miracle itself, which was believed by everyone and gained believers in Yanjiabao.

How deep the fear that Yan Shanyi and the entire Yanjiabao imposed on them was how strong this belief was.

They were eager to find a glimmer of life in a desperate place, and the appearance of the fairy and the miserable death of Yan Shanyi just gave them hope.

Mu Jiayu stood quietly, raised his chin slightly, the skin on his neck was as delicate as porcelain, his pale brown eyes were like bright amber, his eyebrows were clean and dusty, and he stared at the Allure woman on the round platform shallowly, without a trace of superfluous movements.

Yao Ranran retracted her gaze slightly stunned.

Among the three, only Yu Zhenyan's thoughts can be seen through.

As for Pei Xianqiao and Mu Jiaxuan, one is strange and the other is holy and unclean...... I don't see any emotion.

Yao Ran simply stopped thinking about it.

After all, there is not much time left for her.

Old Man Yang fled, Yan Shanyi died, the master behind him would definitely not look at it coldly, and he might make a move at any time.

Dandelion-like points of light converged into the body, and Yao Ran looked down at the people under the sacrificial platform, they worshiped reverently, and they didn't know whether it was themselves or the Buddha statue in their eyes.

……

The endless darkness seemed to cover the whole night heavily, pressing the silence of the living and dead.

Da, da, da...

In the dark curtain, there was the sound of water droplets hitting the hard stone.

Fragments of yellow starlight, like fireflies, floated and floated in the dark void, illuminating a viscous dark green liquid.

And the skin is gilded.

A pair of eyes suddenly opened.

The yellow starlight fell into his eyes, and a dark green tear slipped from his compassionate eyes.

"My Believers...... All dead? ”

A huge body suddenly stood up, as if breaking free from countless shackles, a faint bit of white light flew in, and the huge palm slapped it down, and Old Man Yang's embarrassed escape figure rolled in his eyes.

"My believers... Moved ......"

Whoa, whoa, whoa—

Outside the square, the leaves of the sacred tree that had been silent for tens of thousands of years slapped each other, and the branches shook wildly.

He has been waiting for tens of thousands of years, and at the most critical moment today, he was robbed of his results.

A pair of compassionate and desolate eyes suddenly opened from behind the sacred tree, hazy and entangled with a layer of golden mist, overlooking the people in the square unfathomably.

The sand is flying, the leaves are scattered, and the clothes are blowing in the wind.

The ends of everyone's hair were messy, and they raised their heads in confusion.

"That's, that's ......" Someone was paralyzed on the spot, stammering and unable to speak.

Mu Jia's body was like a phantom, and he actually looked at the eyes behind the divine tree in the air.

"Master of Wisdom...?"

Muga's voice was slightly frozen, and his eyes were filled with shock and the same compassion.

Finally, he folded his hands and sighed with certainty: "Amitabha Buddha ......"

He could not continue to persuade himself.

When the golden statue of the Buddha of the Wise Master is bowed down to by everyone, he should know that this matter has a lot to do with him.

"Born Buddha, not you." The eyes of mercy closed in disappointment.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth were eclipsed, the wind suddenly rose, and the branches of the sacred tree and the trees of the trees whipped each other, as if they were howling in a cold voice.

Heavy, gray-yellow turbid clouds filled the sky, the rain whined and wailed in the turbid clouds, and the whole world, only the huge sacred tree Jianmu shone brightly through the light of the Buddha.

The scattered cultivators were frightened and frightened, and some of them could not bear it, their clothes and pants were wet, their sweat was like a waterfall, and their eyes were gray.

The people in Yanjiabao turned around with a smile and bowed to the sacred tree in tacit understanding.

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