Chapter 205 Four Days of Fall 4

In the clouds, only the sound of fighting was faintly heard, but I didn't know from which direction. Under this panic, people who remain normal should not only pay attention to their surroundings, but also pay attention to the people around them. No one knows what will happen in the next second.

" Monk, how long will it take to go?"

"Your Excellency should ask this brother." Immoral refers to the man leading the way.

It's better to lead the way than that he just walks in front of him and doesn't know that picking stars and monks are following him. Because I'm curious about when the man will do it. Can he hold back when he hears the sound of weapons fighting?

"This guy, why did you stop?" I don't know how to pick stars and look at the man who suddenly stopped and didn't look back.

Generally, when the sound of fighting first sounds, it is a person who should ask what happened. But the man only cares about walking and doesn't turn around the corner.

"Nothing, I suddenly remembered that something had been forgotten."

The monk listened to the man's laughter and slowly turned around, closed his eyes and read the Buddha's name: "Brother, why is he so persistent?"

"What's the matter?" White glanced at the boundless bitter monk and asked the man indifferently.

"Kill you." After saying that, he pulled between the ribs under his clothes. Two short knives collided, during which sparks splashed.

"So confident to kill both of us?" The immoral monk doesn't understand why he still has the leisure to brag here. But there is no movement, and I think it is as doubtful as not knowing how to pick stars.

"Because now I feel that the internal breath in my body is about to spewing out, as if I can't find an outlet, which is very uncomfortable. It has been shouting in my body to kill you and kill you..." The man's eyes were not sober just now, and his deep eyes were cloudy: "In this way... I can be redeemed."

Seeing that the man talked more and more, he lost his sense of autonomy. The monk wanted to stop him from picking stars, and he obviously struggled with his thoughts. I don't know why I took time to take a look at him and smiled, "Do you know why your ring is called immoral?"

The monk just closed his eyes and whispered the Buddha's name and said nothing.

"It's because you hesitate and hesitate. But it's not for others, just for yourself, such as now. Knowing that the person in front of him was hopeless, he only cared about his own Dharma, and let the man still suffer.

Slowly opened his eyes, and there were not too many waves in the monk's eyes, as if he had heard a lot of such words. Looking at the weapon in the man's hand approaching the body of picking a star, but he did not look at the man, the monk sighed...

In an hour, the ferocious man fell straight to the ground on his back. The empty and deep eyes and pale face knew at a glance that the luck would attack the heart after poisoning, and finally was stunned by the demon in his heart until he died.

"Why do you torture me and this deceased life?" I don't know how to pick stars and look at the monk who easily killed people a second ago. At this time, he accused him and laughed at the moment: "What an unlovely monk." He is also a hypocritical monk!

Obviously, he wants to kill people by waving his sleeves, but he still pretends to be a saint here.

"But it's strange. Although I know you as a monk before and after going up the mountain, I have never heard you say 'Amitabha Buddha'?" With his lower jaw, he didn't know that picking stars suddenly changed the topic, and his words and deeds were not troubled by the dead bodies on the ground.

"Amitabha."

I don't know how to pick stars: "..."

Well, he admitted that this monk is completely a Buddhist scum!

............

"Murong, now you can recite it for a while."

I don't know how long it has been, but Amber can't stand it. I secretly saw the woman on her back sleeping and complained to Murong Xi, who didn't know what she was thinking: "I almost feel that this woman has taken root on my back. Are you a little conscious?"

Looking at Amber and saying that he would take the woman to his side, Murong couldn't, so he had to take the woman and replace him. Who would have thought that as soon as he took it, he felt an unusual coolness across his neck. He hurriedly threw the woman on his back, and a warm feeling flowed down his neck.

"You woman, you don't know much about it." Amber paled to Murong's side and casually handed him a square handkerchief to cover the wound. Looking at the signs of the black wound, Murong is now a useless man. Although he is worried, he doesn't intend to spare him: "See, this is the end of you not letting me do it."

Listening to Amber's complaints, although it is in line with his nature of falling into the well, at least he is looking for it. Smiling bitterly: "I see it, but don't kill her."

"You, you, what are you thinking? Although a big man should not care about it, you are a dying person, and you still care about your hypocritical image." While criticizing, Amber maneuvered with a woman who had lost her humanity. Looking at Murong Xi's eyes, she completely hated iron and steel.

While Amber was complaining spontaneously, Murong Xi quickly went to several important acupuncture points on his body. Half a sound spit out a mouthful of turbid blood, his lips were dark purple, his body was soft, and he fell down on his back. Looking at the white above his head, he unconsciously pulled away a wry smile: This woman is really cruel...

"Murong!" Looking back, she saw Murong Xi's miserable appearance, and Amber was furious. I also forgot what Murong just said, and kicked the woman who rushed up until she disappeared into the clouds in front of him. Then there was a short scream and there was no sound, until a trace of blood spread out of the clouds.

Helping up Murong Xi, who had already breathless, Amber raised her palm and gave him luck from behind. Murong spit out bright red, and his face was as purple as his lips.

"Hu, Amber..." Murong Xi, who seemed to be shining back, struggled to open his lips, and as soon as he opened his mouth, there was another cough of blood. Shut up first and wait until you are out of danger." Amber stared at Murong, who tried his best to turn his head, and then sent her inner breath behind him.

"I..." I want to say that if you lose so much, I will really die.

Looking at the person who suddenly fainted on him, Amber hurriedly took his pulse: "This!"

"You are dizzy, aren't you? Do you dare to breathe in four days? Do you want to have the same end as the woman who was blown away by you?"

"Dragon Heritage?!" Looking at the little boy who suddenly appeared, Amber was a little panicked. He was stunned and looked at him stuffing two pills into his and Murong's mouths. He knew that there was a foreign body in his throat before he recovered and said, "Cough, you didn't want to poison us what you ate for me."

"Hmm! Looking at your embarrassment, do you still need to do it yourself? White glanced at the disgusting Amber. Long Yu retreated a little, covered his nose and said, "Do you know where the ugly girl and the nerd are? Take me to find them."

The amber, who was covering her chest with pain, suddenly made a 'huh' sound, and she couldn't believe it. He touched it, looked at Long Yu, who was dressing Murong with worshipful eyes, and said with a smile, "You boy, God!" He moved his heavy limbs and said, "There is an illusion that I have finally found my senses."