What Lin Xiuran said was not a matter of being with the demons in his heart.

He really wanted to kill the round monk and let him be freed, so that there would be one less muddy walking corpse in this world, and one more miserable person worthy of compassion after death.

His eyes were cold, his feet stepped forward, and he hurried away.

The body is strange and ethereal, and he came to the round monk in an instant.

"Demon, die—"

The folding fan in Lin Xiuran's hand pointed forward, like a dagger, a cold glow, and pointed towards the center of the round monk's eyebrows.

He wants to kill the round monk, but he also wants to kill the evil demon.

"Hee-hee-hee-"

Where will the heart demon obediently obey, seeing Lin Xiuran attacking, he did not back down, a pair of demon claws that could divide gold and broken stones immediately grabbed Lin Xiuran's folding fan, and wanted to catch it.

But Lin Xiuran's folding fan is not an extraordinary thing, it has already experienced it deeply, its claws are devastating when facing mortals, but in the face of Lin Xiuran's folding fan, it can't hurt it in the slightest.

The heart demon had already anticipated the futility of his move, and he didn't entangle Lin Xiuran more, and immediately went around behind him, ready to choke Lin Xiuran's throat from behind and tear his throat to pieces.

"Hee-hee-hee-"

It let out a weird laugh.

Lin Xiuran instinctively felt a chill down his spine and neck the moment the demons in his heart circled behind him.

He knew what the demons were going to do, so naturally he wouldn't let him succeed.

But he didn't turn around, just gently slapped the folding fan in his hand backwards.

only heard the sound of "Zheng-", and the folding fan in his hand just blocked the pair of claws attacked by the demons.

"Hmph, I can't help myself. ”

Lin Xiuran sneered, and suddenly exerted force in his hand, only to hear the sound of "bang-" on the ground, and the inner demon was immediately opened a few feet away.

"You should be glad that I want to leave a whole corpse for the round monk, otherwise you would have been beaten into powder by me. ”

Lin Xiuran didn't want to be entangled with the heart demon anymore, so he toed a little on his toes, and his body moved forward, and he immediately jumped in front of the heart demon.

The heart demon was opened by Lin Xiuran just now, and his body was still in mid-air, Lin Xiuran came again in an instant, where could it still parry? Lin Xiuran punched down, and the body of the host, the round monk, immediately bowed like a boiled prawn, and a large puddle of saliva flowed out.

Lin Xiuran didn't give him any chance to fight back, and when he saw that he had a successful blow, he hammered out several punches in his hand, two punches hit the round monk's hand, making his claws invalid, two punches hit his legs, so that he couldn't move, and a punch smashed on his face, because the heart demon distorted the hideous face, making the round monk's face too annoying, he wanted to teach him a good lesson.

"Who are you?"

The heart demon was knocked to the ground by Lin Xiuran for a few rounds, and his ghostly eyes stared at Lin Xiuran motionlessly, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Who the hell are you?"

The heart demon was sure that the person in front of him was not a mortal, and he could never be a mortal.

How could he, the demon who had condensed his evil thoughts for hundreds of years and opened his mind, be defeated by a mortal? The person in front of him was the same existence as those immortals on the top of the mountain.

Lin Xiuran looked at the frightened eyes of the demons in his heart, but he smiled, usually only it makes people feel frightened, but he didn't expect that today, it would end up like this.

Lin Xiuran snorted coldly and said, "I! I used to be a great power. ”

Lin Xiuran has been fearless since he stepped out of the murder order at the foot of the mountain, showing his strength to the fullest.

He used to be afraid that he was too high-profile, and under the traction of the qi, he would attract that enemy, and he was afraid that he would chase him across thousands of worlds and strangle him in the cradle.

But now, he's not afraid.

Because after tonight, he has the "Stone of Asking Dao", which can be cast into a "Mirror of Unity", and even if the enemy glimpses the unusualness in the heavenly machine and traces it, it will be too late.

It takes time to come across thousands of worlds, and before that, Lin Xiuran's unification mirror had already been cast, and all his whereabouts and heavenly secrets had already been covered.

That old thief can only return in vain.

Lin Xiuran has now revealed his traces, which just lets him know that he is still alive, and one day, he will go back to take revenge and take back everything he took away from him.

He will take back what he has lost.

He owes him his life, and he wants it back.

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Lin Xiuran woke up from his memories and looked at the inner demon under his feet.

Compared with the great power outside the thousands of worlds, the demon in front of him is just a small evil ghost, in the past, he could destroy countless such ghosts with a flick of his fingers, even now, this kind of little ghost is not a difficult character for him to deal with.

The folding fan in Lin Xiuran's hand pressed against the eyebrows of the round monk who couldn't move on the ground.

If he goes one more inch, he will die, and the demon in his heart will also die.

"There are all kinds of unfairness and regrets in this world, do you think you are the only one?"

Lin Xiuran looked at the body of this round monk who had been lost by the demons in his heart, and said, "Do you know how many mortals are living like ants in this world? I'm afraid you won't be able to count them in your lifetime." They work hard every day, just for three meals a day, weavers are weaving day and night, farming dog days have to face the loess with their backs to the sky, being a subordinate is beaten by the master and accompanying a smiling face, even if the guests are disgusting, they have to spread their legs to pick up customers, they are the same as you, they are also doing penance every day and night. ”

"They are even worse than you, you are the first disciple of the Great Compassion Temple, at least the top grandmaster in the future, two hundred years of life, what about them, they also worked hard for a lifetime, but at most seventy years of life, some of them even did not live for half a hundred, so they died of hard work and died of depression. ”

"You died vigorously, but they were all unknown, and some didn't even have a tombstone, a coffin, or a straw mat. ”

"You don't really have any right to be resentful, because there are people in this world who are more miserable than you, and there are always people who have experienced more suffering than you, but still face their lives with a smile. ”

"So, go ahead, your Buddha will transcend for you, he will help you reincarnate, and your Buddha will definitely repay you in the next life. ”

"If he doesn't give it, I'll go to him and ask for it!"

Lin Xiuran said a lot of words to this person on the ground, all of which were said to the small novice monk in front of the Buddha in the Great Compassion Temple, but unfortunately, these words are now listened to by the demons in front of him.

It was broken by Lin Xiuran, and it couldn't move, and now the center of its eyebrows was pressed against Lin Xiuran's folding fan, and its life hung by a thread.

Therefore, it struggled desperately, full of ugliness, although it looked like a round monk, it was still a complete evil ghost, dirty.

Lin Xiuran stopped talking, he didn't want his words to be listened to by this little ghost again.

So, the folding fan in his hand against the center of the round monk's eyebrows went in a few more points.

A red mark appeared above the round monk's head, and he screamed in pain.

Hysteria.

One minute closer, the folding fan will break open his eyebrows, break open his head, and completely erase him and the inner demon in his body from this world.

Lin Xiuran's hand exerted force again, this time, it was going to really take his life.

It's just—

"Huh?!"

Lin Xiuran suddenly glanced up at the top of the ladder.

At the last moment, he stopped and withdrew the folding fan that was pressed against the center of the round monk's eyebrows.

It's not that he is soft-hearted, but on the top of the ladder, the golden scales in the Yanyu Lake are abandoning their immortal fate of turning into a dragon in one fell swoop, and they are swimming towards them quickly.

Lin Xiuran knew that things had taken a turn for the better.

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