A few days ago in the Washan Zen Temple, Ning Que talked a few words with the across the wall, and when he returned to the room to dress Sangsang, he handed her a bag and said that if something happens, remember to tell him in his heart.

Telling him in his heart was to think about it, so in the face of a sudden attack, when he didn't have time to do anything, Sang Sang didn't forget to think about it.

As soon as she thought about it, Ning Que knew.

So Ning Que also thought about it.

As soon as he thought about it, he triggered the bag that Sang Sang hid in his sleeve.

The light in the dark Buddha hall suddenly deformed, especially the space in front of Sang Sang, which was distorted into countless overlapping mirrors by the powerful runes that came out of the brocade bag.

The jasmine petals splashed out of the tea fell on those mirrors, and the collision of the two breaths made the wind in the hall fierce, and the dust in the brick cracks was blown out, and the smoke and dust were made.

The petals fell on the mirror, trembling and burrowing into it, but they could only penetrate two or three layers, and then they became weak, sad and twisted, crushed into mud, and scattered.

Lu Chenjia, a sitting in the corner, was extremely shocked in his eyes, and his flower-like and charming face looked extremely painful, and he vomited blood with a wow, wetting his clothes.

After a while, the aura of runes that swirled around the Buddha hall gradually dissipated.

The countless heavy mirror guards in front of Sang Sang also disappeared without a trace. The powder of jasmine petals, mixed with tea that had been torn into the tiniest droplets, gently fluttered on her face, slightly wet.

Ning Que slowly stood up and looked at Lu Chenjia without any emotion on his face.

This trip to the Rotten Ke Temple. Before he met that Buddha, he had never worried about his own safety and Sangsang's safety, as he once said to Xian Zhilang, in this world, people who are stronger than him will not dare to provoke him because of his teacher's background, but those who dare to provoke him without knowledge cannot afford to provoke him.

However, this is not an absolutely rational world, and there are still crazy people like Longqing. There will also be many people who become extremely insane and fanatical for various reasons, such as the loss of a child or a husband.

Ning Que was very grateful to Long Qing for giving him a near-fatal blow in the autumn rain in front of the Red Lotus Temple. This made him regain his prudence and calmness in Minshan, and he had a few conversations with Lu Chenjia in the Washan Zen Temple, especially when he saw her eyes. He has always been wary that this woman will go crazy like Long Qing, so he put that bag by Sangsang's side.

In that bag, there was a rune left by Master Yan Se.

"Although I can't accept it, I can barely understand that you have always wanted to kill me because of what happened to your fiancé, but this matter has nothing to do with Sangsang, why are you doing this?"

Ning Que looked at Lu Chenjia and asked.

Lu Chenjia raised his arm, wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, and a somewhat crazy smile appeared on his pale and beautiful face. said: "I'm very sure that killing my current self can only free myself, but not make myself miserable, so since I want you to suffer, why kill you?"

She stared at Ning Que's eyes with resentment. He said in a trembling voice: "You once killed the most important person to me, do you know what it feels like? That is your whole world ruined in front of your eyes, the better the memories of the past, the more painful your life is now, you kill Longqing, it is equivalent to ruining my world." You've turned me into a walking corpse, living in pain every day, struggling on the brink of collapse. ”

Ning Que said: "This kind of pain has been experienced by many people. ”

"No, you don't know! You'll never know how painful it is. ”

Lu Chenjia shed tears and said sadly: "I haven't lost it, how can I know that that kind of pain will tear your heart into a trace of flesh and blood, so I am really happy when I know that Sang Sang is seriously ill and is about to die." ”

Ning Que looked at her and said, "When you found out that Sang Sang's illness could be cured by Master Qishan, so you couldn't continue to endure it anymore and decided to kill her yourself?"

Lu Chenjia looked at him and said stupidly: "Yes, I just want you to watch the most important person die in front of you, I want you to feel that kind of pain." ”

Ning Que said: "It's a pity, I probably won't feel the pain you feel now in my life, but I'm more curious, Longqing is not dead yet, where did your pain come from." ”

Hearing this, Lu Chenjia smiled dismally, and said in great pain: "Yes, he is not dead yet, but now he has become a person who is not like a human ghost or a ghost, like a dog chased by the Xiling Temple and fled into the wasteland, he even betrayed his belief that he had held on to half his life and became a devil, isn't it more terrible to live like this than to die? Compared to now, I would rather be killed by you with an arrow in the wasteland!"

"In my opinion, it is certainly better to live than to die, no matter how you do it. ”

Ning Que shook his head and said, "I don't understand now, whether you like Longqing or the symbol that has the status of the prince of Yan Kingdom and hides under the glorious appearance of Xiling Meishenzi." ”

"If he is really the most important person to you, then no matter how his identity changes, how his position changes, whether he is dazzling or bleak and ugly, whether he is a god or a monster, whether he is a saint or a devil, he is still the most important one in your heart, unless you only like that shell, but if you like that shell, it is still unreasonable to suffer for that shell. ”

His voice was calm, not deliberately mocking and mean, however...... But it's a word for heart.

Lu Chenjia's face became even paler, and he said, "I didn't expect you to have the patience to talk to me so much. ”

Ning Que shook his head and said, "I just want to peel off your skin and make you more miserable." ”

The plain, simple and sincere words fell on the ears of everyone in the hall, but they were so cold.

No one thought that when discussing the invasion of the underworld, the Lu Chenjia suddenly assassinated Sangsang, no one knew how to deal with it at this time, not to mention Sangsang's honorable status in the Xiling Temple, even Ning Que would definitely not stop there, what would he do?

Not everyone in the Buddha Hall had dealt with Ning Que. Like Cheng Lixue, he knows his temperament as well, but everyone knows the style of the people who have entered the academy, thinking of Mr. Ke back then, the faces of several people have changed.

Master Qishan sighed, looked at Lu Chenjia and said with pity: "The world is mostly infatuated and suffering. ”

Baoshu Dashu looked at Ning Que, his lips moved slightly, ready to intercede for the nymphomaniac.

After all, Lu Chenjia is the princess of the Moon Wheel Country. And the moon ring is the most important or even the only secular realm of Buddhism in the world, and people in Buddhism can't watch her have an accident.

Ning Que didn't give Master Baoshu a chance to plead.

With a choking sound, the knife was unsheathed.

He stood in front of the futon. Slash through the air.

With the momentum of the slash, the Pu knife in his hand suddenly became brighter.

Countless golden rays of light erupted from the dull blade.

Like the day of Izumo. Illuminate the dark Buddha hall and cover the Lu Chenjia opposite.

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"Shenhui!"

Cheng Ziqing, the powerhouse of the Sword Pavilion, looked at the golden light spewing out of Ning Que's knife, and his complexion changed suddenly.

At the beginning, Liu Yiqing was defeated by Ning Que's knife at the side gate of the academy, and the news came afterwards that Ning Que had learned the Xiling Divine Technique, but the Sword Pavilion had never believed it, and always felt that there was something strange about that matter. Until today, seeing the Pu knife in Ning Que's hand burning with Haotian Shenhui, Cheng Ziqing knew that the rumors were true.

Cheng Lixue, the seat of the Xiling Temple, had a somewhat complicated expression. At the beginning, he saw Ning Que burning the divine light with his own eyes at the side gate of the academy, but he didn't expect that now the divine light on this person's knife would become even more powerful.

The strong men in the Buddha hall looked at this knife with a slight paleness.

They are viewed from the side. So don't close your eyes.

But the Lu Chenjia was covered by the divine glow spewed out by the Pu knife, and he had to close his eyes.

In fact, before Ning Que swung the knife, she had already closed her eyes.

She didn't want to live for a long time, so she was waiting for death.

But there is no way anyone can watch her die.

Qu Nima Di let out a loud roar, bounced off the futon, and came to Lu Chenjia's side. With a cane in his hand, an old and spicy and pure Buddhist atmosphere was born from the potential.

Ning Lack of knife momentum, crossed the Buddha hall, and fell heavily on the crutch.

Haotian Shenhui and the thick Buddhist breath on the staff collided, splashing everywhere, like a raging flame.

Qu Nimadi closed her eyes tightly, and the deep wrinkles on her face were very clear by the divine light, as if she was sandwiched with countless golden threads, and it was like molten magma that could collapse at any time.

In an instant, the old woman's hands on both ends of the crutches trembled violently, and her face looked particularly painful, accompanied by a muffled grunt, and then she swept backwards and slammed into the wall, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

Ning Que's sword momentum was exhausted, he raised his right foot and walked towards the opposite side.

Qu Nima Di sat against the wall, her body was covered with blood, looking at Ning Que who was coming, her old face was full of fear and pain, and she screamed angrily: "You still don't make a move!"

The people in the temple did not know whose help the old aunt was seeking.

Master Baoshu sighed lightly, and made a handprint in front of his hands.

This mudra is very strange, the index finger of the right hand is slightly flexed, like the posture of a naughty boy playing a stone.

A compassionate and murderous Buddha aura attacked Ning Que.

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Master Baoshu is the first seat of the Hanging Temple Discipline Academy, if judged by the realm of cultivation, an astonishing cultivation is at least the realm of knowing the fate, and there is no one in the hall except Cheng Ziqing.

Ning Que's true cultivation realm is still far from this high monk, and he can deter the other party on Wa Mountain, that is because he had the Yuan Thirteen Arrows in his hand at that time, and his arrow has been gaining momentum for a long time, and it has supreme power.

Today in the Buddha Hall, Ning Que was holding a knife instead of a bow in his hand, but there was still no fear on his face, ignoring the power of the Buddha's handprint, and swept forward.

Qu Nimadi shouted angrily and reluctantly raised her crutches again.

Ning Que slashed it with a knife.

The rod broke, and Qu Ni Ma Di vomited blood again.

And the Buddha's mudra has reached Ning Que's back.

Ning Que's eyebrows were slightly raised, and the tip of the knife was slightly raised, passing by Lu Chenjia's cheeks.

Then he made a bird's beak with his left hand at his side.

The breath of the Buddha Sect's handprint stagnated slightly.

Ning Que floated back and stood in front of Sang Sang.

The Buddha's mudra only fell to the ground at this time.

There was a soft sound, and the hard stone brick floor of the Buddha hall sank slightly.

A stream of green silk broke and fell on the side of Lu Chenjia's face.

A bloody mouth appeared on her face.

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(Chapter 4, there are two more chapters today, the update will be late, everyone has to work tomorrow, so let's go to bed early...... In addition, after twelve o'clock at this time, it is already November, and the new monthly ticket has arrived! Everyone hurry up and vote for the monthly ticket in your hand!) (Wenchang Academy, wenchangshuyuan, your support is my biggest motivation. )