Mu Yan looked at Chu Yan's dark eyes staring at a trace of blood on the tip of the sword, the pitch-black pupils contained a cold luster, without any temperature, Mu Yan stepped forward and looked at him and said, "Let's go, the rain is getting heavier and heavier,"

Chu Yan's eyes turned to look at him, the blackness under his eyes seemed to be bottomless, standing motionless in the rain, a trace of blood faintly oozing from his back, and after a short silence, he slowly spoke out, and his tone was extremely cold, "Mu Yan, there is a sentence you said wrong, it's not that you don't choose, but ・・・・・・ there is no choice." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

The next day, Mu Yan stood in front of the empty corpse with a torch, and Hui Jue's face was sad and his hands folded and reciting scriptures, with a pious and compassionate look, Chu Yan stood not far away and glanced at this scene, his heart sank fiercely, and a stinging pain suddenly crossed it, and his eyes became more and more gloomy looking at the corpse on the pyre.

Mu Yan knelt down with a torch and kowtowed three times, feeling ashamed in his heart, the master was a master outside the world and ignored the world, if it weren't for his insistence on asking for help, he wouldn't have suffered this fate, looking at the majestic and benevolent corpse in his eyes, he was even more sorry in his heart, and after a while, he slowly got up and lit the torch firewood, and in an instant, the fire flashed, Mu Yan approached Huikong and looked at him with a look of compassion and didn't know what to say, and said in a daze, "Little master, what the hell is going on? Aren't we all fine when we leave? How could the master be ・・・・・・?"

Hui Jue turned to look at Mu Yandao, and his tone was even more sad, "Actually, when you just left, Master called me into the room,"

Hui Jue seems to recall yesterday's scene, "Hui Jue, life in the world should be no desire and no desire, after the master died, he will burn it, everything in the world is empty, a stinky skin bag is clean and falls into the dust, but everything is self-contained, Amitabha, good, good, the donor still refuses to show up?"

As he spoke, a black shadow jumped down from the beam, the man looked at the empty with a cold gaze, a faint killing intent flashed in his eyes, and there was a trace of indescribable weirdness in his voice, he glanced sideways at Huikong, his eyes were cold, and he shot Huikong to the ground.

He glanced at the apprentice who fell to the ground, felt compassion, looked at the person standing in front of him and said, "Amitabha, donor, you are too angry and have stepped into the abyss, irretrievable, good, good, the old past is already a passing cloud, why should you be obsessed with it so deeply, hurt others and hurt yourself, and hope that the donor will turn back as soon as possible, and the man seemed to see something interesting, slowly leaned over, picked up the paper that fell in the corner, and a cold smile appeared in his eyes," Master Likong is still so clean, I don't need to say that I am afraid that you already know who I am, do you want me to give you a ride,"

He glanced at the man's cold figure, his eyes lowered slightly, and he slowly got up and walked towards Huikong, "Life and death are empty, suffering is empty, grievances are empty, donor, obsession is fire, killing is also thought, the past and old things arise because of me, but you regard human life as a mustard, and one day ・・・・・・ retribution, Amitabha, good." Before he could make any movement, the man slammed his palm at him, and he fell to the ground lifeless.

Speaking of this, Mu Yan was shocked in his heart, looking at Chu Yan's slightly gloomy eyes, he was not surprised, after a short silence, Mu Yan looked at Huikong and said, "Little master, then what are your plans now?" Mu Yan originally wanted him to follow them, but when he thought of the murderous conspiracies everywhere in the rivers and lakes, he was still shallow and didn't know if he would live, let alone him?

Huikong looked at the flames in front of him, as if they were about to burn out, and said with a hint of compassion in his expression, "I grew up in this temple since I was a child, every grass, every tree, every brick and tile is the world in my eyes, if he has a fate, he will meet again, if the two young heroes have nothing to do, they can leave on their own, so that they can cherish themselves, I went to chant the scriptures, Amitabha." ”

Chu Yan looked at the pile of dust and debris on the ground, looked at Mu Yan with an indifferent expression, and said, "Let's go," and walked straight to the mountain gate, the depth in his eyes was deeper, the man stood somewhere quietly, quietly dormant, maybe from the moment he stepped into the rivers and lakes, no, maybe from the moment he stepped into the rivers and lakes, he had been looking at him quietly, looking at his grief and indignation, he fell into the abyss of pain and confusion, watching despair swallow him little by little.

Mu Yan slowly stepped forward and looked at him and said, "Where are we going?" "Looking for Cheng Yinglan, my intuition tells me that all the clues point to her,"

Mu Yan looked at him with a stiff expression, "But you haven't noticed that no matter what we do, that person always seems to be one step ahead of us, last time it was like this, this time too, I always feel that he is guiding us step by step to follow his footsteps to do things, there must be something strange in this." ”

Chu Yan looked at him for a moment and said, "I know, but no matter what his purpose is, as long as he still has a move, he will show clues one day, since he wants to use me, then why can't I fulfill him,"

Mu Yan looked at him, a trace of worry appeared in his eyes, and he turned his head to look at the temple standing quietly and said, "We left like this, if that person is not good for Huikong, wouldn't it be easy to succeed." ”

Chu Yan looked at him and said calmly, "I still have the heart to care about the life and death of others, that person's purpose is me, if I leave him, I will definitely not go back to that temple, besides, if I really want to kill him, why wait until we leave, last night's good chance was enough for him to die a hundred times." ”

Mu Yan looked at him with a somewhat depressed expression, stopped making a sound, and walked quickly down the mountain.

・・・・・・ the two of them walked to the street, the teahouses and restaurants in the streets and alleys were all lively, and suddenly a person appeared in front of him, Chu Yan's eyes gradually deepened and examined the person, but he didn't want him to look at Mu Yan's eyes with a smile, and said briskly, "Brother Mu, Master Chu, my son-in-law has two of you." ”

Chu Yan narrowed the deep meaning in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a grim smile: "Oh, could it be that Shen Gongzi has some good tea, and he wants to invite us to taste tea?"

Xiao Dong looked at Chu Yan and smiled indifferently, "I don't know about this little one, it's just that I will do whatever the son tells me, two please,"