White-Robed Chief

Although he had a glimpse of surprise, he was able to conclude that the man who shot was the Lord of the Demon Sect, the woman who had never seen a dragon at all.

He has always been jealous of this woman. He feels that everything is behind her, including her life long, and she goes into silence in advance, so she is always alert to her.

The last time Tianhuazhu did not take it is because of this. He is not afraid that the woman is killing herself now, but he is worried about what she does to prevent her from resurrection, which will be the most troublesome.

He faintly felt that Tianhuazhu had this effect, but it was better to stay away.

And this time, he had been alert to prevent her from appearing suddenly or she was letting someone out to bother, fearing that Xuankong Cheng had her secret move, so she agreed with Song Jing's suggestion.

This place is unpredictable by others, but unfortunately it has not been able to prevent it.

"Cough cough cough ..." Song Jing coughed fiercely, her delicate white lips were stained with blood, and her snow-white blouse was already stained with a large piece of red. Looking at the extra glare, it was shocking.

Chu Li endured pain and weakness, and stood up to Song Jing.

Song Jing opened her bright eyes, dim, and looked at Chu Li disrespectfully: "Is she?"

She is smart and ice-cold. Since then, the person has not been noticed by the two. She can save her life with a deep palm, and she knows that this person is rare in the world and is likely to be the Lord of the Demon Sect.

Chu Li nodded slowly, "It's her!"

"It seems that the life stone can really save your life." Song Jing smiled hard: "And she is determined to kill you!"

Chu Li pressed her bright wrists, observed by Dayuan Xuankong's mirror, and breathed in and induction, frowning, "She really wants to kill you."

Song Jing hummed: "I was affected by you. She was worried that I could save you."

Chu Li smiled and nodded.

"We are going to die together." Song Jing shook her head and smiled: "I never thought I would die with you!"

Chu Li said: "You can't die, I want to take a step ahead."

Song Jing looked at him frowningly.

Chu Li said, "I am most sorry for my wife. She is still in retreat at Xia Xiafeng. I don't know if I will scorn. I didn't tell her in advance about this."

"Xiao Qi?" Song Jing hummed coldly.

Chu Li nodded slowly: "Mrs. She is smart and ice-cold, she will probably be out of the gate early in a disturbed state of mind, delaying cultivation."

"You're infatuated!" Song Jing said coldly, "I'm still thinking about Madam at this time."

Chu Li said, "I have a sincere heart for my wife."

Deep in his heart, he has always felt guilty about Xiao Qi. As a lady of the state government, she came from a noble honor and pet, and fell in love with a nameless herself.

Song Jing said lightly: "You can think like that, it's considered good to your wife ... Monk, you are too affectionate, rest assured, I'm not passionate about you!"

Chu Li smiled and said, "After I die, I'm sorry to ask you to help me return the relic to Da Ci'en Temple."

He didn't want to involve the children's private affairs any more, and cut off her thoughts in advance, just in case, it was good for everyone.

Song Jing frowned: "I'm dying too, but I can't help."

Chu Li shook his head and smiled, "You will not die!"

He spoke, and took a few shots with both palms. It was as fast as electricity. Song Jing was too late to react and was restrained. He couldn't move.

She frowned and stared at Chu Li: "What are you doing?"

Chu Li smiled: "I know a secret technique and can save you, but unfortunately my remaining Shou Yuan will also be put in. Even if it is a reward for your help, after sending my relic to Da Ci'en Temple, Immediately go back to Xuankong City, practice well, and stop thinking about dealing with Mozong! "

"Can't afford it!" Song Jing hummed. "My pay is not that expensive!"

Chu Li smiled and shook her head, patted her again, and sealed the dumb hole.

Song Jingming opened his eyes slightly, staring at him with hate.

Chu Li smiled at her, closed her eyes, and slowly exercised her power. The Buddha in her head turned into a Tibetan Buddha.

The Jizo Scroll is reversing life and death. Song Jing is so injured. Only the Jizo Scroll can revert to life and death, but it is his own spiritual strength and longevity.

Although the consumption of Shou Yuan is not much, in his current situation, all Shou Yuan will be consumed.

"Bang bang bang!" Chu Li suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes seemed to be two whirlpools, one rotating from the inside to the outside, and one rotating from the outside to the inside.

"Amitabha Buddha!" ​​Chu Lixuan uttered a Buddhist horn and pressed Song Jing's chest with both palms.

"Boom!" A thunder suddenly fell from the sky without warning.

Among the thunder, Song Jing's whole body shot out light, uncertain.

When the light disappeared, Song Jing opened her eyes, and Rong Guanghuan looked like a new life. All the injuries were swept away, the vitality and vitality were alive, and there was a faint sense of improvement. It was not as good as before.

She stared at Chu Li in front of her.

Chu Li had been sitting motionless on the ice, his palms were closed, and his treasures were solemn, as if settled.

Song Jing's red lips moved but she couldn't speak. She knew that Chu Li had passed away and had no vitality.

She stared at Chu Li, not knowing what to say. Thousands of thoughts mingled together. The scenes from the past flashed in her mind. She was so angry that she wanted to kill him, but now she feels warm and beautiful in retrospect.

All kinds of entanglements entangled, the tide surged like an angry wave, could not be stopped, and it was difficult to calm down ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ 唉 ... she sighed with a sigh of sigh.

"Bang!" Suddenly a muffled sound, Chu Li's body shined brightly, as if the sun was falling, and the dazzling light was shining.

Then the light turned into flames, and the flames burned, as if he had transformed into a burning flame, reflecting her beautiful face.

Song Jing had the urge to extinguish the flames and did not want Chu Li to disappear.

A little sane restraint her, can only watch Chu Li turn into flames, burning.

Strangely, the flames were blazing, but there was no temperature, as if it was just an illusion. The ice cubes beneath him had no sign of melting, but still hard and clear.

After a while, the flames disappeared, and a round, flawless, transparent bead appeared on the ground, as if carved by solid ice.

Song Jing stepped forward and gently lifted this relic. His turbulent mood became more and more complicated, his eyes were sour, and the mist had risen in the eye sockets, forcing them not to condense into tears.

She put the relic in her palm and held it with her palms. She seemed to feel the warmth from reliance. Light and warmth wrapped her. Vaguely, she seemed to see Chu Li standing in front of herself and smiling.

"Sure!" She sighed, carefully earning her arms, holding her chest, feeling the warmth and light.

At this time, the bells of Da Ci'en Temple were ringing, shaking the Quartet.

All the disciples who were doing morning classes, those who were practicing in the courtyard, and those who were talking and laughing stopped abruptly, looking up at the void above Daci'en Temple, and bells came from the void.

"Amitabha Buddha!" ​​The shadows of the nine old monks flashed in the void. They turned towards Chu from where they were, bowed together, and proclaimed a Buddhist slogan.

All the disciples of Da Ci'en Temple came to the Daxiong Baodian, and stood outside the hall to recite the Buddhist scriptures, and the Buddha's voice condensed straight into the sky.