The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

At this moment, the closed door was suddenly opened with a bang.

Shanhui and Jingyuan stopped arguing immediately.

"Master--!"

"Uncle Ci En, what happened to Master?"

However, when he rushed into the hall, he saw Bodhidharma, whose face was blue and white, who had completely lost his breath of life.

The two of them shook their bodies, almost unable to stand.

"Master——!!!"

Jing Yuan jumped forward and raised Bodhidharma.

Feeling Master's cold body, he only felt that the blood in his body seemed to have lost its temperature.

The trembling hand was raised and pressed against Bodhidharma's neck.

An icy cold and dead silence caused Jing Yuan's red eyes that had just faded to burn like a fire.

"Master, Master!!"

"Why is this?!" Shanhui hissed, "Uncle Master, didn't you say that Master still has a chance to live?!"

Not far away, Ci En's face was pale, with blood stains on the corners of her mouth.

His face was full of sadness and guilt. He folded his hands together and said in a dumb voice: "It is Lao Na who is incompetent and can't save the brother. Lao Na did not expect that Luo Yunxiao would be vicious to this point. He stayed in the sea of ​​knowledge A group of Mingyin Shengyan, I was caught off guard by Mingyin Shengyan, and I can no longer protect the brother's spirit..."

"Amitabha, I was too big and killed the brother."

Ci En said, turbid tears rolled down his eyes, and his body shook slightly, unable to hold it anymore, and passed out.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!! Luo Yunxiao, Luo Yunxiao!!!"

"Today's hatred, I will definitely want you to pay for it!!"

In Shanhui's heartbreaking roar.

Jing Yuan hugged the icy corpse of Master in his arms, and slowly closed his eyes.

Hot tears slipped from his eyes, and then slowly became cold.

When he opened it again, only the cold and red killing intent was left.

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Under Qianyuan.

"Senior Sister Si, Sister Si... Did you hear what I said?"

Leng Yumo returned to his senses, and immediately smiled at the concerned eyes of Ling Yusheng's people: "I'm sorry, I just lost my mind. What are you talking about?"

Yun Ruohan stretched out his hand and patted her shoulder gently: "Yu Mo, are you worried about Master Jingyuan?"

Leng Yumo's fingertips lightly fumbled for the hilt of the Honglian Duupe Knife.

Then there was a free and easy smile on his face, and he stretched out his hands and stretched his waist: "I was a little worried, but I thought about it, and it’s useless to worry! What kind of cultivation is the little monk, what cultivation is I, it’s my turn to worry Is he? Come on, let's guess the true face of this Mozu princess Lushan, is it beautiful or ugly?"

"By the way, big brother, have you seen a princess in the Mozu for so long? How does she look like?"

"I heard that the Mozu princess once had a marriage contract with the little uncle, but now she still wants to recruit relatives by martial arts, isn't it? Isn't it enough for her to have a superb man like the little uncle? Want to hug from left and right again?"

Yun Ruohan brushed his forehead, a little bit dumbfounded, "What the demon princess looks like, I won't know if I enter the hall tomorrow. Haha..."

He chuckled low and gave a meaningful expression, "I promise, it will surprise you all by then."

"Is it so ugly, so ugly that you can't see anyone?"

"Senior Brother, what do you say?" Leng Yumo suppressed the anxiety in his heart and looked at Chu Moli enthusiastically, "Do you guess the Mozu princess is a beauty or an ugly girl? Are you hugging left and right, sitting and enjoying the results? Or blind ?"