"You don't need to cross, and you can't cross this. Jun Yi's eyes were full of hatred, and he gritted his teeth and refused, "If she doesn't live, then Ben Jun is willing to go into the devil." Since heaven and earth dare to treat her harshly, this monarch will slaughter this heaven and earth. ”

Looking at Jun Yi's madness, He Guang Tongchen inexplicably felt familiar, as if he had seen himself who was crazy in the past, and sighed long and seemed to mumble to himself, "Shenjun's obsession today will make Shenjun lose her again in 10,000 years." ”

Jun Yi looked up at Heguang Tongchen, obviously an ordinary ordinary man, but he was so calm and calm that he was surprised and suspicious, he looked into Heguang Tongchen's moist eyes, as if he saw himself who was once as warm as jade.

But when I think of the absurd words of the same dust as the light.

What 10,000 years later!

A monk is full of gossip!

Jun Yi looked at Heguang Tongchen and wanted to go crazy and get angry, but suddenly a burst of Buddha voice sounded slowly, frequently disturbing his mind, everything has a cycle of cause and effect, and the holy voice echoed, so that he had to believe the absurd words of the monk in front of him.

Looking at the eyes familiar with Guang Tongchen, through the different skins, he seemed to see the same soul, Jun Yi gradually calmed down, he was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked, "You are me in 10,000 years?"

He Guang Tongchen thought about it for a long time before he came up with an answer that he thought was correct, "No." ”

Jun Yi was puzzled again, and asked after a while, "Then how did you get here?"

"This is an illusion, a demon in the heart of a poor monk. He Guang Tongchen's calm voice was calm without the slightest emotion.

Jun Yi looked at He Guang Tongchen and sneered, "If you are not Benjun, how can Benjun become your inner demon?"

Be silent with the light.

This is a question that he can't break, and he can't answer it.

He quietly twisted the Buddha beads and recited the mantra of purifying his heart, and as soon as the mantra came out, the images around him immediately became illusory and ethereal.

Jun Yi raised his head to look at the vague and misplaced phantoms around him, as well as the Buddha beads that flashed with golden light between his fingers, and couldn't help but believe in him a little more, but after all, he still felt that it was too unbelievable.

After reciting the mantra, He Guang Tongchen slowly spoke, "The poor monk's heart is her, not the god king, after ten thousand years, the poor monk is just a pure cultivator, you are still you, she is still her, her face is still the same, has not changed." ”

"How can I believe you!" Jun Yi's eyes were cold.

Knowing that Jun Yi was suspicious, He Guang Tongchen took out a manzhu flower from his cuff without hurrying, as he expected, he saw a flash of surprise in Jun Yi's eyes.

"This manzhu flower is the proof. He Guang Tongchen explained lightly, "You are a god, she is a goddess, this flower does not give birth to mortal dust, does not wither from the roots, it must also be a divine flower, if it is not given by her own hands, how can a poor monk and a mortal man get this divine flower." ”

"It turned out to be a love monk. Jun Yi's eyes lightly swept over the manzhu flower in Heguang Tongchen's hand, and suddenly laughed, "Originally, a manzhu flower is not enough proof, but the deep affection for her in your eyes is enough to make Ben Jun believe that you will not play with her life and death." ”

Jun Yi's reaction really surprised Heguang Tongchen, although he didn't have much contact with Shuyi, but he could feel that if it was changed to 10,000 years later, Shuyi saw that he would carry the flowers given by the painting heart with him every day, I was afraid that a face would immediately become black and cold, and he would never smile like Jun Yi with gentle eyebrows and clear eyes.

was broken by Jun Yi's words, and Guang Tongchen did not feel ashamed, and he also smiled lightly, "What the Divine Monarch and the poor monk imagined are not the same. ”

"Oh?" Jun Yi believed that he was with the light and the same dust, and he also believed that after 10,000 years, his painting heart would still be fine, and he couldn't help but feel a lot more at ease, and he lost his anger, and asked with a smile, "How is it different?"

He Guang Tongchen thought of Shuyi's domineering appearance, and couldn't help laughing, "Maybe it's lost and regained, Shenjun cherishes her very much, yes, ten thousand years later, Shenjun learned that the poor monk was impure because of her, and he was not so tolerant and polite to the poor monk." ”

"Really? 10,000 years from now...... Ben Jun is so stingy?" Jun Yi looked up and down at Heguang Tongchen, and finally stared at Heguang Tongchen's eyes, his eyes were playful, but he was serious, "It's really a mediocre person to disturb himself, after the holy monk goes back, he has to do a good job of transforming Benjun, Benjun's heart is so good, no one likes it, that's not normal, Benjun feels that unless all men in the world are blind, they should like Xin'er, anyway...... No matter how much they like it, the heart is always the king's alone. ”

He Guang Tongchen really didn't expect that Shuyi, the black-faced prince, would be such a gentle and free person 10,000 years ago, in the end, he was the respect of the gods, looking at the world, naturally open-minded, calm and calm.

Behind Jun Yi's free back, he can see through it at a glance, in the eyes of this gentle but arrogant man, only he in this world, Jun Yi, can be worthy of the goddess's heart.

It's not that he doesn't care about his rivals, but he thinks of himself as fearless. He Guang Tongchen understood that Jun Yi didn't take him seriously at all.

Jun Yi seemed to see through the misunderstanding of Heguang Tongchen, and explained with a smile, "It's not that Benjun prides himself on being extraordinary, in fact, the demeanor of the holy monk is unparalleled in the world, but the relationship between Benjun and Xin'er for more than 100,000 years cannot be moved overnight, and the love that has been proven by death is not afraid of any test, not to mention ......"

Jun Yi paused, and listened to the light and dust in thought.

But after waiting for a long time, he didn't see any more movement from Junyi, and Guang Tongchen smiled disapprerovingly, "The poor monk can't cross himself, how to talk about crossing people, Shenjun should think about how to help the poor monk break the formation now, she doesn't have much time." ”

Hearing that the painting was sick, Jun Yi immediately showed an anxious look on his face and asked, "What happened to her?"

"She was poisoned by the devouring gods, and her divine veins were destroyed, unconscious, and in danger. He Guang Tongchen slowly spit out word by word, word by word.

The poison of devouring gods only appeared after the battle of Luna Mountain, and Jun Yi naturally didn't know what it was, but he could also know how powerful it was from the destruction of the divine veins.

"Who hurt her, who hurt her!" Jun Yi pressed down the demon suddenly revived, and said madly, "Benjun wants to see her, Benjun can save her, Benjun's Nine Dragons True Yuan can be given to her, and Nine Dragons True Yuan will definitely be able to repair her divine vein." ”

Kowloon True Yuan?

He Guang Tongchen's eyebrows trembled slightly, it turned out that Jun Yi actually had the lineage of the Nine Dragons True God! How precious the Nine Dragons True Yuan was, but he said that he would give it up, and it was really affectionate and righteous.

It's just that...... It's not that he wants to give up ...... You can give it up.

He Guangtongchen sighed, "The Divine Monarch is just a phantom in the illusion, and he can't get out of this illusion." ”

After that, Heguang Tongchen raised his finger to draw a talisman in the air, and patted it lightly, the golden talisman fell on the heart of the painting, and the heart of the painting suddenly became a shadow, and then turned into a wisp of clouds and smoke dissipated, and the cold wind passed through, Jun Yi looked down, and the empty arm bend did not even have a trace of warmth left.

Jun Yi's heart immediately rose with even more surging anger, and without thinking too much, he raised his palm and slashed towards the light and dust.

The eyes are devouring, and the palm is like a blade.