The fake monk looked back at Huaxin in disbelief, and when he saw the smug smile on her face, his expression moved, and his eyes suddenly became angry: "You betrayed Benjun?"

"Ihonza has never talked to you about any deals, so what kind of betrayal?" looked at him with pity, raised his hand and lifted the long hair on the side of his face to show him the wounds on his face, "Actually, this seat is the real painter's heart, the one who died...... It's Huang Yu. ”

The fake monk was even more angry, and his face turned pale in an instant, "You...... You've been acting?"

"Haven't you been acting, too? Huaxin smiled and asked, "This is called a soldier who is not tired of cheating." ”

Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she slapped the fake monk's heart again, and scolded angrily, "Who allowed you to pretend to be him to deceive this seat?

To the surprise of the painting, she slapped it out with one palm, but she failed to knock this demon monk out of the prototype, what kind of powerful demon and monster is it? Or is it ......

Huaxin was taken aback by the unbelievable conjecture in her heart, and she persuaded herself over and over again: No, the monk is so powerful, how can the reincarnation of the Holy Buddha really go crazy......

The demon monk rolled on the ground with his heart and convulsed, he suddenly raised his head and smiled at the painting heart, with a slight mockery, "If the poor monk says that the poor monk is a demon, and he is also the same dust as the light?

She knew that now was the best time to kill demons and eliminate demons, if she waited for him to recover her breath, she was afraid that it would be another hard battle, but she clenched and clenched her fists, but she couldn't get down.

Just as she hesitated, a noisy sound of footsteps suddenly sounded outside the deserted temple, as if thousands of troops and horses were surrounding.

Shuyi's eyes narrowed, stretched out his palm to condense his breath, quickly flashed in front of the demon monk, raised his sword to the center of the demon monk's eyebrows, and the demon monk froze into ice in an instant, and before he could struggle, he shattered into ice slag and shattered to the ground.

Pieces!

Huaxin hadn't even figured out who he was, and she wasn't completely sure if he had gone mad and was the same as the light, she suddenly felt very guilty, if the light and the dust were really because of her thoughts, she was really guilty.

If she hadn't gone to see him and hadn't said those foolish things to him, maybe she wouldn't have harmed him......

"What's the fuss!

Shuyi roared angrily and pulled Huaxin into his arms, holding her sideways to avoid danger.

Huaxin came back to his senses, and then he saw that a group of walking corpses poured in like a tide outside the deserted temple, counting, as if they were controlled by someone, frantically besieging Shuyi and her.

The little ghosts are menacing, but Shuyi is not soft at all, because the cartilage incense is burned in this temple, the combat effectiveness of the little ghosts has been greatly weakened, and I saw Shuyi blowing snow in the phantom moon, and several ice blades nailed the demons and ghosts to the stone wall.

Huaxin heard the cry of the ghost crying wolf, and when he looked back, he saw the severed limbs and wreckage of the demons rolling to the ground, and he actually ...... They are all white and tender lotus roots......

The seventeen or eight-year-old little doll was cut off by Shuyi, holding the half of the lotus arm in pain and screaming, but Shuyi didn't mean to stop, and shot quickly and ruthlessly.

Huaxin saw that the little doll was nailed to the stone wall by Shuyi's sword, and suddenly became angry in her heart, and one sideways blocked in front of Shuyi, Shuyi didn't have time to put away the sword, and Shengsheng cut off the long hair on her right sideburn.

Suddenly changed, Shuyi was furious, "What are you doing!"