Dongzhi and Sanglu are devout believers, even if they are defined as untouchables, they still believe that God loves the world, and even in a secret vault with only two people, the shrine is placed in the highest position.

It was precisely because the two of them had been so convinced that they would be so shattered when the true face of the Non-Heavenly Sect was exposed.

Looking at Sang Lu, who was mottled and had empty eyes, the killing intent in Dongzhi's heart was almost boiling.

Picking up the long knife that had been thrown aside, Dongji screamed wildly and slashed at the faces of all the Buddha statues in the golden float.

Anger and hatred plunged the carriage, which had just been somewhat calm, into chaos again, and Sang Lu looked at the crazy brother as if he saw Gang Fan, his eyes became more and more frightened, and even his body began to tremble.

Enraged, Dongzhi apparently didn't notice Sanglu's abnormality, and after destroying the faces of all the Buddha statues, he kicked Gangfan's headless corpse to the side, raised the long knife above his head, and slashed it down with great force.

"Bad sister chastity! Bad sister chastity!!Kill you, kill you!!"

Dongzhi, who looked like a mad demon, seemed to want to break this headless corpse into thousands of pieces, and the bursting blood flowers seemed to dye the golden float red.

The boy vented his anger wantonly, but he didn't notice that the eyes of the girl on the bed were getting more and more frightened and painful.

Tang Luo, who couldn't stand it, finally stepped forward, grabbed Dongzhi to the wall with one palm, and the black thin boy who was drawn along the wall sat on the ground, covered his face in pain, and whimpered in a low voice.

The tall thin man wearing a mask walked to the side of the bed and gently poked his hand out, and Sang Lu on the bed reacted violently, screaming, "Ah, ah!"

The elder brother, who was sitting by the wall, tried to stand up when he heard his sister's scream, but he was pressed to the ground by the spirit, and his face turned red, but he could not move at all.

"It's not your fault. ”

Tang Luo's tone was unprecedentedly gentle, this was the first time since he walked the world as Gou Chen that he did not rub the hoarse and piercing voice with spiritual power, and there was an inexplicable healing in his deep voice.

This is a secret technique of calming the mind, hoping to try to calm Sang Lu's emotions.

The little girl who had just suffered misfortune was very afraid of all men, so Tang Luo turned around, turned her back to the bed, carried her hands behind her back, and poured the majestic innate qi along the ten fingers towards Sang Lu's body, and with the injection of the majestic innate qi, the joints that were scattered by Gang Fan finally recovered as before, and the first thing Sang Lu did to regain her mobility was to shrink to the corner of the bed and wrap herself in Dongzhi's clothes.

Stopping the infusion of innate qi, Tang Luo shook his head, dispersed the spiritual pressure on the wall, and stepped out of the holy maiden's chariot, leaving the space to the two brothers and sisters who were covered in bruises.

Tang Luo, who walked out of the chariot, squinted at the poplar forest in front of him, and all kinds of complicated emotions were flooded in his heart.

In fact, his original intention of coming to Vimala was just to use the statue of the Asura to extract the evil qi in the essence blood, but everything he saw after coming here was too disgusting to him.

I thought that at least during the time I went to Ned City, Sang Lu would not be in any danger, but I didn't think that I would be harmed halfway through the journey.

This is just an example of Sang Lu, how many poor girls are in the non-heavenly sect inherited from ancient times, just thinking about it makes people shudder.

It is hard to imagine that the Buddha country, which claims to be benevolent and compassionate, would recognize such a force as the orthodoxy of Buddhism because of the power of the asura statue to dispel evil.

And with the protection of the Buddha Kingdom, the people of Vimala do not know how many more similar cruelties they will suffer.

It seems that there is a way to uproot this disgusting force.

Tang Luo, who was looking at the poplar forest, couldn't help but have such a thought in his heart, and quickly grew into a towering tree.

After a long while, Dongzhi came out of the carriage in despair, knelt in front of Tang Luo without saying a word, and kowtowed his head "bang".

"Don't want to go?"

Tang Luo, who was sitting on a convex rock, looked down at Dongzhi, whose forehead was covered with blood, and said quietly.

"Please, my lord, Ah Mei is delirious now, I want to take her out of here, we don't want to go to the saint... Ned!"

Originally, Tang Luo thought that he would use the Holy Maiden to drive and infiltrate Ned unknowingly, and when Jiuda challenged Emperor Xiushi, he broke into the temple and left after drawing blood.

In exchange, he would guarantee Sanglu's safety, and now, the deal is clearly out of order, as Sanglu has been badly hurt.

So in the face of Dongzhi's request, Tang Luo really couldn't think of any reason to refuse, and was about to nod his head to agree, when Sang Lu suddenly walked out of the carriage.

Her expression had regained her composure, and she seemed to have sorted out all her emotions, as if the innate qi had not only healed her injuries, but also erased all her unpleasant memories.

Sang Lu Shi Ran jumped down from the car, walked in front of Tang Luo and gave a five-body gift, and said calmly: "Thank you, sir." ”

After thanking Tang Luo, Sang Lu turned his head to his brother and said, "Brother, Sang Lu is already the holy daughter of the Dharma Protector God, and she wants to dedicate everything to the Dharma Protector God, and she can't go with you." ”

"Sister, what are you talking about!" Dongzhi, whose face was covered with blood, heard Sang Lu's calm tone, and said in disbelief: "It's all like this, you still have to go to Ned, what kind of saint do you want?"

Sang Lu had an inexplicable calm on his face, and Tang Luo seemed to see those holy women standing in front of the Krakho Temple at the Hyderabad celebration.

Today's Sang Lu, Jing is exactly the same as those people, this seems to be a fateful attitude, which makes him feel a little funny.

When Dongzhi saw Sang Lu's silence, he was even more angry and said: "Do you know that there are hundreds, thousands of people like Gangfan in Ned! Every day..."

The word Gang Fan evoked all the memories of Sang Lu's destruction, the pretended calm was torn apart in an instant, tears poured out uncontrollably, Sang Lu covered his mouth, his eyes were full of fear and vulnerability.

It was night, beside the roaring bonfire, Dongzhi had fallen asleep, but Sang Lu still had his eyes open.

As soon as she closed her eyes, Gang Fan's ugly face appeared, and she had used all the water in the carriage to wash her body, over and over again, but she still felt that she had not washed it.

Although the wounds on her body had been healed by the innate qi, the strong feeling had always lingered, and she didn't dare to return to the carriage, even if Gang Fan's body had been crushed by her brother, but as soon as she returned to that space, she could recall all the circumstances.

Not to mention going back, even if she just glanced at the golden float, that terrifying scene would appear on the wall of the car, and a heavy gasp sounded in her ears.

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