The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father
Chapter 4291 Crimson Killing Intent in Jing Yuan's Eyes (1)
"Luo Yunxiao, it's Luo Yunxiao!!"
When Shanhui uttered these three words, she gritted her teeth, wishing to tear the person to pieces.
Luo Yunxiao?
At first glance, Jing Yuan felt that the name was familiar.
When he reacted, his eyes suddenly widened.
Luo Yunxiao?!
Isn't that Yu Mo's little uncle?!
On the floating island, he saw through Jun Muyan's identity as a god music master, Luo Yunxiao gave him a warning and made an appointment with him.
And he didn't want to hurt Yu Mo, so he pushed the boat along the river, and the two drew a tie, just as if this matter had never existed.
"Brother, is it...Is it a mistake? Why did Luo Yunxiao kill the Great Compassion Temple?"
The two parties are obviously in an irresistible relationship.
Was it to conceal the identity of Jun Muyan as a goddess?
Shanhui suddenly turned her head and stared at him, "Jingyuan, how do you know Luo Yunxiao?"
Not many people in the entire Great Compassion Temple knew about the matter of the Red Tribulation.
Except for Bodhidharma, kindness, kindness and wisdom, and enlightenment, there are only the great disciple Xuanzhen of Shanhui, and a few respected elders of Dabei Temple.
Jing Yuan didn't know [Red Dust Tribulation], and it was logically impossible to know Luo Yunxiao.
Jing Yuan subconsciously avoided Shanhui's gaze and whispered: "I once ran into Luo Yunxiao on the floating island."
After a pause, he still couldn't help saying: "I think this person is not a murderous person, why..."
"Jingyuan, are you helping the demon?!"
Shanhui slapped the table violently, and she almost sprang up.
But because his legs were destroyed, he couldn't recover, so he fell in embarrassment.
Jingyuan stretched out his hand to help, Shanhui waved his hand away, and sternly said: "Jingyuan, take a look, take a good look at this Great Compassion Temple, what has become like now? Master's life or death is uncertain, how much The spirits of the monks are flying away, and the Great Compassion Temple has become a ruin. Such a demon, you still want to protect him?!"
"Brother, I am not..."
"Amitabha Buddha, Uncle Jingyuan, you don't know anything. Pressing the devil's head to attack my Great Compassion Temple is to take away the most precious treasure in the temple. The little novice monk beside him could not help but speak, "Luo Yun Xiaodai There are many demons, they kill people when they see them, and they destroy houses when they see them. It is not only the Great Compassion Temple but also the innocent believers in the City of Mercy."
Jingyuan's pupils shrank.
Before he could ask, he listened to Shanhui's hoarse voice: "Jing Yuan, do you remember the second junior brother who treated you as his own brother and loved him? Wu Che...he died in Luo Yunxiao's hands. Now, even the only hope of resurrection and enlightenment-the lamp of resurrection, has been taken away by the demon, but you now say that he is not a murderer. Jingyuan, are you worthy of your second brother?"
Jing Yuan only felt a throb in his chest and a buzzing in his head. It took a long time before he said in a dumb voice: "Why did Luo Yunxiao... want to kill the second brother? How did he kill the second brother?"
He raised his head abruptly, the gentle and shy face in the past with a biting killing intent, and his clear eyes turned blood red in an instant.
"Big brother, where are the second brothers these years? What are you doing? Is it related to Luo Yunxiao?! What are you hiding from me?!"
Shanhui faced Shang Jingyuan's red eyes, and there was a hint of indescribable fear in her heart.
But soon, there was a trace of offended anger in his eyes, and he sternly said: "Jing Yuan, is this your attitude when talking to the brother?!"