Looking through the little hand immediately flipped over, took out a dark longbow out, he put a golden long arrow on the bowstring, with the sound of "Zheng", the bowstring trembled, the long arrow flashed in one direction and shot out, where it passed, the sound of whirring through the air was particularly loud, and the strong wind and cyclone brought up, as if to tear the whole space apart. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The dense and reliable space of demon refining was also swept out of a crack by this cyclone, and it was impossible to start with it before, but now as soon as the flaw came out, Fu Jingchen immediately keenly captured this subtle difference.

He flew up out of thin air, raised his hand and grabbed it, and a huge palm phantom suddenly appeared in mid-air, and the crack that was originally only as thin as a hair was brutally stretched open hundreds or thousands of times by him, and he forcibly opened a big gap.

From the moment the crack appeared in the space, Xiao Yu was already unstable, and she fell straight into the spring, as if she had encountered something terrible, and her whole body trembled and trembled.

Wen Lan had a bad premonition.

Sure enough, the gap was stretched open, and from outside the gap came a huge phantom of the palm of the hand, which seemed to have eyes, and came straight in her direction, and choked her neck with lightning speed.

Wen Lan only felt that her body was light, and then the sky was spinning, and when she opened her eyes again, she had been strangled by Fu Jingchen's palm phantom and held up in the air.

She was overwhelmed, feeling that her time of death might be near.

This man, who has always been kind to her and pleasant face, looks at her at this time only hatred and resentment, and a certain disgust called disgust.

This made her desperate and unwilling.

For the first time, she knew that the same body and different souls could be treated very differently!

Wen Lan was unwilling to give up such a good physical body, but Fu Jingchen didn't seem to want her to continue to occupy his daughter's body unconditionally like this......

In so many novels she has read, all the protagonists who have crossed over have either stubbornly guarded this secret of crossing and never been known, or they have been accepted by everyone after being honest, and even those characters in the book will worry about what the protagonist will do if he goes back one day, and become terrified......

It's the same protagonist, how can the difference be so big!

She really hated Mu Changning, if she hadn't done something, where would there be such a thing? She would still be the little princess who could call the wind and rain and be held in the palm of her hand!

She really regretted that she didn't find a chance to kill her!

What is there about a character who has not even been mentioned in the original book?

And that cheap father! Why didn't he think about it, if it weren't for himself, his daughter's body would have grown so big, and he could cultivate so quickly to the middle stage of Jindan?

It is precisely because of her that Fu Lanyin's life can be continued and he can continue to live, why should he bother with the question of who the core of this body is?

Wen Lan hurriedly explained: "Your daughter has died a long time ago, I didn't take it away, I just borrowed her body...... You see, her body has grown so well because I lived, and if it weren't for me, she would still be lying in a cold coffin!"

She counted her merits as if she was invited, and raised her hand and swore: "I swear, I will definitely cherish and cherish this body in the future, and I will never insult her talent!"

"Isn't a flesh-and-blood person more real than a cold corpse?"

Wen Lan's eyes were red, and she begged bitterly.

Fu Jingchen stood in the air, his eyes cold. He exuded a strong coercion, his hair behind him was windless, and his face was as heavy as water, cold and solemn, like a god, and like a judge who presided over her life and death.

Wen Lan had never hated the strength of this cheap father like this, she felt that her heart was about to burst, and the intense panic made her body tremble non-stop.

Fu Jingchen said in a deep voice: "My daughter's body is not a container, it can be used to hold those messy things...... I want her to be laid to rest forever in the earth than for you. ”

This sentence made Wen Lan feel that her dignity had been trampled on, and she was extremely humiliated.

But no matter how humiliating he was, he couldn't stop Fu Jingchen's determination.

A ball of golden light appeared in his palm, and Wen Lan grabbed the palm on his neck, wanting to struggle, but Fu Jingchen seemed to have foreseen it.

Wen Lan knew very well that Fu Jingchen still cared about this body very much, no matter what, this belonged to his biological daughter, even if he wanted to expel and kill his own soul, he would never hurt half of this body.

But he blocked his spiritual power!

Not only is she incapable of resisting, she can't even use self-explosion as a threat......

"Xiaoyu...... Xiao Yu! Help me, help me!" Wen Lan could only ask Xiao Yu for help now, this was her only straw and her last hope.

But there was no response from Xiaoyu in his ears, instead of a childish child's voice, he asked with a smile: "Hey, are you calling her?"

Wen Lan's eyes widened.

She saw a cute boy dressed in white and jade snow carrying her Xiaoyu's wings, and Xiaoyu drooped her head and did not move, the body that had been condensed by absorbing the best spars of the five series became transparent and hazy at this moment, and even under the boy's palm, Xiaoyu didn't even say a word, and then turned into a little spiritual light and dissipated.

The boy shook his head arrogantly, and sneered: "Even such a newborn little instrument spirit dares to spread wild in front of your ancestor and me?"

Wen Lan's pupils shrank, she wanted to scream, she wanted to shout...... It was only at this moment that she could fully understand what it meant to be truly hopeless and helpless.

......

What is happening in mid-air can be seen clearly by people nearby.

Venerable Kuma and Zen Master Qianfang were leading a group of three people in the direction of this guest house.

On the seventh day after the opening of the Buddha City, the three of Sunyan finally set foot on the area of Kaye Temple.

Yongmei Zhenren had a great friendship with Venerable Kuma, which just saved a lot of trouble, and after informing them of their intentions, Venerable Kuma was more than willing to personally guide them to the place where the True Monarch was.

However, before this party arrived, I saw a storm surging over the guest house from a distance, and it was obvious that something had changed.

Su Neyan raised his eyes and was slightly stunned, Yongmei Zhenren glared in surprise and said, "Isn't that Elder Fu Liu?" he carefully distinguished, "The other little friend is ......"

Su Neyan knew who it was, and it was because of this that he was surprised when he saw the current situation.

Zen Master Qianfang was also greatly surprised, "That little benefactor is not the daughter of Zhenzun?"

Isn't this a father and daughter? What kind of fame are they doing now?

Meng Fuyao didn't pay attention to how Fu Jingchen and Wen Lan were, what he saw was that he wanted to kill the demon refining weapon Ling Xiaoyu with one palm.

"Fuyao!"

Su Neyan only felt the strong wind whistling around him, and a red shadow flashed quickly, and when he looked again, Meng Fuyao had already disappeared.

Su Nayan and Yongmei Zhenren glanced at each other, and without delay, the two hurried in that direction.

Zen Master Qianfang stood in place and touched his bare head in wonder, "What's going on?"

Venerable Kuma's eyes flashed slightly, he closed his eyes and said the Buddha's name, and sighed leisurely: "Let's go." ”

......

The golden light in Fu Jingchen's hand hit Wen Lan's head without pause, and at this moment, all the movements seemed to have been disassembled into frame by frame, slowing down countless times.

All the voices in her ears were far away, she saw the resoluteness and ruthlessness in Fu Jingchen's eyes, saw the aura that Xiao Yu turned into dissipate in the air little by little, and saw the various expressions of those onlookers in the Zen courtyard below......

How so?

Wen Lan asked herself over and over again.

What shouldn't be, what shouldn't be......

Obviously not like that.

She is the heroine, not the heroine, how can it end so tragically?

As if to vent her resentment and grievances, Wen Lan screamed with her last strength: "You can't kill me! I am the heroine, I am the heroine of this book! If the protagonist dies, the world will collapse, and none of you ......will survive."

Before she could finish speaking, the golden light had already hit the center of her eyebrows.

The hideous expression on Wen Lan's face stiffened instantly, and the paranoid madness in her eyes dissipated completely, turning into a hollow gray.

Her body went limp in an instant.

The body is still warm, but the heartbeat and blood flow have stopped.

Fu Jingchen directly defeated her soul, and now her body is still intact, but it is only a soulless shell.

Wen Lan's words before he died, everyone present heard them, but few really took it to heart.

Others only think that it was her unwillingness before she died, and she still regarded herself as a person of destiny, and she was still talking crazy.

Only Mu Changning's eyes widened in shock the moment he heard this.

The heroine, the book, and the collapse?

She believes that people are dying and their words are good, and what Wen Lan said at that moment would be true nine times out of ten.

This kind of vocabulary with an obvious modern style is not the current prevalent in this cultivation realm.

She has always been suspicious and speculating about Wen Lan's origin. For a long time, she was more inclined to Wen Lan's rebirth, but now that she heard such words, Mu Changning focused more on her being crossed.

Or a modern person who has traveled to the book!

By the way, it is because she knows the development of the plot that she has a certain ability to predict the future, and she will seize the opportunity that others dream of, and she knows everything about Fu Lanyin so well, so she plans for herself everywhere.

Could it be that this is a novel with Fu Lanyin as the protagonist?

It's still a world of fiction!

Mu Changning's heart turned over the river and the sea, and his mood was complicated.

If it's really what she thinks, then could it be that these people are just NPCs?

When Meng Fuyao arrived, everything was a foregone conclusion.

He watched Fu Jingchen take out the demon refining gourd from Wen Lan's body, then turned his hand and put the demon refining gourd into the storage bag, and then carried Fu Lanyin's body and landed steadily in the Zen courtyard.

Meng Fuyao clenched his fists tightly, there was a fire in his chest that he wanted to vent, and then he saw Mu Changning standing under the banana tree in a blink of an eye, and there was an inexplicable helplessness.

So, can it really only be useless work?

"Why are you here?" Meng Fuyao appeared here without a head, and he was very surprised.

Then a certain thought quietly arose in my heart, but after thinking about it, I let it go again.

He had an agreement with the Buddha and Demon Venerable in advance, if he wanted to borrow the red lotus karmic fire of the Hu Mei Demon King to burn the sin of the demon bones, he would have to need Meng Fuyao to match the bridge.

Now, apparently, it's not the best moment.

Meng Fuyao was in a bad mood, and he often had to taunt the "little man", but at this moment, he was just silent and didn't bother to pay attention.

Wangchuan rolled his eyes, and caught a glimpse of Su Nayan and Yongmei Zhenren coming from a distance, ran to Mu Changning's side, and pushed her arm, "What are you doing in a daze, see who is coming?"

Mu Changning suddenly came back to his senses and raised his eyes to look over.

When the bright red corner of her clothes came into her eyes, she was suddenly stunned: "Little uncle?" Seeing the few people who had already arrived in the Zen courtyard, Mu Changning was even more surprised: "Master!

Isn't this the Phantom Sea Kaye Temple? Why is everyone here?

Su Neyan didn't expect to see his apprentice here, but after a slight surprise, he quickly reined in his emotions and raised his eyebrows to look at Fu Jingchen, who was silent on the side.

Of course, Su Neyan could feel that the breath of the person Fu Jingchen was holding was gone, and looking at the situation just now, it was still Fu Jingchen's own hand!

How precious this daughter is for the old thing surnamed Fu, Su Neyan is very clear. This child is Pu Yan's blood and blood, and now as long as he has something to do with Ah Yan, the surname Fu will pay more attention, not to mention that Fu Lanyin is still his blood relative.

However, it is very strange that for Pu Yan's biological daughter, Su Neyan really doesn't have any good feelings, so he only treats it as an ordinary junior, but no matter how much he doesn't care, he won't look at that scene, and his heart will not fluctuate.

"Jing Chen, you ......"

Fu Jingchen closed his eyes and sighed, his voice was very heavy: "I'm tired, please do it." ”

He walked into the meditation room with Fu Lanyin's body, and fell down the door again.

Everyone in the courtyard looked at each other, except for a few who knew about it, the rest of them were still immersed in the shock of Fang Jingchen killing the woman with his own hands.

In the pure land of Buddhism, such a scene happened, and the Zen master of Qianfang wanted to chant a few "sins and sins", and then recite the mantra of rebirth.

Venerable Kuma's face was as usual, and he saluted with one hand: "The Zen monastery has arrived, and you donors, please take care of yourself." ”

Su Nayan turned around and thanked him: "Thank you, Venerable." ”

Venerable Kuma took the Qianfang Zen Master to say goodbye, Fanjia and Praruo were not here to join in the fun, and then retreated, Ling Xuanying glanced at Meng Fuyao slightly, retracted his gaze and stepped forward to salute, and then left with Fu Wenxuan with great insight, as for Wanghua, he was not interested in listening to them reminisce, and ran away.

The huge Zen courtyard was almost scattered, and Mu Changning took a few steps forward to salute: "Master, little uncle, Yongmei Zhenren, why are you here?"

Su Neyan suppressed the doubts in his heart, and said with a slight smile: "Come and find someone." ”