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

Jing Yuan closed his eyes, concealing the bloodthirsty and violent under his eyes, and was about to step into Qianyuan.

Suddenly, his stature became stiff, and he suddenly turned and looked away.

I saw a space vortex slowly being pulled apart in the place where the disaster of the sky and the ghost fought.

Several masked men in black robes came out from inside.

Seeing Jing Yuan, they were also taken aback, and then their bodies tightened suddenly, and they were on guard.

"The bald donkey of the Great Compassion Temple?!"

"Hehe, not just the bald donkey of Dabei Temple, but also the famous master Jingyuan, the old bald disciple of Bodhidharma!"

There was a flash of maroon in Jing Yuan's eyes, and the golden-red robes on her body rose without wind.

Dozens of Qi Blades appeared out of thin air, and suddenly slashed towards the bodies of several men in black.

"This kid is Immortal Venerable, we will immediately go into Qianyuan and report to Dark Night!"

"Hurry up!!"

Several people in black wanted to rush under Qianyuan.

Jing Yuan sneered, and pulled his hand on the robes before throwing it out.

The golden red robe quickly grew in size in the air, covering the entrance of Qianyuan in an instant.

The man in black slammed straight into the robes, let out a scream, and was bounced back.

Jing Yuan walked towards them step by step, his eyes full of fierceness and murderous intent, "Insulted my master, do you still want to escape alive?"

The eyes of the man in black showed obvious fear and astonishment.

"Isn't this clean than the worst of the three disciples of Bodhi Old Thief Bald? How do I feel better than Shanhui, the abbot of the Great Compassion Temple?"

"What is the crescent crescent on his forehead? How do I think I've seen it there before?"

Jing Yuan raised his hand, and the dark night three who had just scolded Bodhidharma was thrown out directly, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The body crawled on the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

Jing Yuan grabbed his hands in the air, and the other two men in black were strangled by him and lifted into the air.

With divine power, the black cloth wrapped around several people was torn.

Showing a hideous face full of scars.

Ordinary people may have nightmares when they see such a scary face.

But Jing Yuan's face didn't fluctuate at all. His red-blooded eyes contained icy killing intent, and he said, "Where is Luo Yunxiao? Tell him to come and see me!"

"Pooh--!"

An Yeba spit out bloody saliva on his face, "You are a dead bald donkey, you are qualified to see our master?!"

Dark Night Twelve on the other side also screamed: "The bald donkeys in the Great Compassion Temple are all beasts full of benevolence and morality. The old thief of Bodhi has bald our life. What if we kill him? Let him die like this. It's too cheap for him! All the bald donkeys in the Great Compassion Temple are damned! Damn! Damn!!!"

Only then did Jing Yuan realize that the person speaking was a woman.

There are hundreds of scars on her face, making it impossible to see her original appearance.

Several of the scars were even cut out of the flesh, exposing dense white bones.

Dark Night Twelve met Shang Jingyuan’s gaze, and laughed hysterically: "How do you think my face is ugly? Little bald donkey, do you know, my face, the wounds all over my body, and Who has destroyed my whole life? It is the Great Compassion Temple, your good master Bodhi who prides itself on being benevolent and righteous, but is actually not as good as an animal!"

Jing Yuan retorted subconsciously: "Impossible!!"

He raised his voice abruptly, and said sharply, "Xiu wants to spit people and insult Master!"