From now on, the Son of Heaven does not come early

Chapter 743 The Grudge of the Dead

Lianhua stood on the side, watching this shocking scene closely, the golden dragon with a savage aura on Feng Junran's head gradually lost its ruthless aura at this moment, and the ferocious face with wide-eyed anger followed suit. Softened, even gently half-closed eyes, leaning against the golden phoenix very docilely, the slender body curled the golden phoenix in his arms, the tail stroked the golden phoenix's back, and the golden hair swayed softly, Wednesday Exudes softness and gentleness, as obedient as a domestic cat...

The Buddha was very shocked. Since ancient times, the dragon has been a fierce beast in ancient times. Except for the Buddha who subdued the dragon and subdued the tiger, it is rare to see a real dragon who lectures. Now, this incomparable golden dragon is so obedient and sticks to the golden phoenix. ...

Buddha rubbed his eyes, who is the head of the family! !
The Buddha twitched his eyes, looked away uncomfortably, and turned his head to see how Fayuan was doing. After all, there were still activities in the Xuankong Temple today, and today was the day when pilgrims came to offer incense.

Finally, he turned his head, and saw a figure flying out of the cellar with a whoosh, with a dark purple aura all over his body, Lianhua was shocked, and couldn't help shouting: "Be careful!"

The man with his arms around the little man was startled, and suddenly opened his eyes, only to see a flash of black and purple light in front of him, and Jin Zhuni's bruised, stiff, ferocious smile appeared in front of him.

"Gluck cluck cluck..."

The woman's laughter was stiff and frightening, just like the horrifying screams of dead zombies in the cemetery.

"Feng Junran, I curse you, I curse you for not getting love, not getting happiness, life after life, life after life!"

The man shrunk his pupils sharply and looked down. A long black and purple knife stabbed out from behind him. On the tip of the black and purple knife, blood streaked across the edge, bringing out a little bit of cold light.

However, the woman's voice changed suddenly, and changed into Jin Zhuni's cold laughter: "Feng Junran, do you regret it? It's useless to regret it. This knife was tempered with Huang Yiqing's blood and stained with more than a hundred kinds of poisonous insects." Du, now, I'm afraid your beloved's internal organs have melted away, don't you love her? Well, I, Jin Zhuni, will leave you a shell for you to love!"

"Hahahahaha, ahahahahaha!!"

The woman's laughter was sharp and ear-piercing, Feng Junran's eyes suddenly turned red, he turned around and punched the woman's cold face to pieces.

Flesh and blood flew everywhere, the bridge of the nose was deeply sunken, the eyebrows and eyes were blurred together, the lips were shattered, revealing pale teeth, Jin Zhuni was violently blown away, the man drew out his long sword, and stabbed the woman's chest with all his strength. chest, throwing her back into the dark cellar.

The corpse fell into the pile of Gu worms, the worms blindly running around smelled the smell of the master's blood, and then couldn't help but crawled over one after another, nibbling the master's flesh and sucking the master's blood.

They were raised by Jin Zhuni's essence and blood, so they are extremely obsessed with this taste.

And Jin Zhuni just opened his eyes like this, watching the insects crawling all over his body, watching them gnaw away his flesh and bones, exposing his bones.

Huang Yiqing, in the end, let's count you as a good deed. Sure enough, the wisdom of the living can never overcome the curse of the dead...

Jin Zhuni giggled, her teeth colliding and making an eerie sound, this Her Majesty the queen who raised Gu worms all her life was finally buried in the mouth of the Gu worms she raised.

Fa Yuan was startled when he saw this, he didn't bother to clean up the things in the cellar, and immediately climbed out, and saw Ye Xiaoxiao's body falling slowly.

"No!! Little!! No!!"

Feng Junran, such a cold and silent man, couldn't help screaming at this moment. He knelt in front of the woman, flustered and confused. He almost didn't know what to do, whether he could touch this little woman.

Despair slowly crept into his heart, and Feng Junran couldn't help but tremble. The man who had always been calm and indifferent finally showed the side that an ordinary person should have, but it made Lianhua and the court feel heartbroken. Even the Buddha with six clean roots You guys, seeing such a scene can't help but be moved.

little!No reason?Why did it become like this?He, Feng Junran, is not afraid of losing anything in his life. Right, he can grab it back if he loses it. Money is not what he pursues, but in this vast China, deep in his heart of indifference and determination, the only thing he is afraid of losing is One, only one person, and now this person is lying in his arms, with blood all over his body!
"No! Little..."

The man hugged his increasingly cold body, and his slender eyes were slightly moist, showing his pain and despair.

Losing two relatives in one day, one close relative and one beloved, Feng Junran couldn't contain the anger in his heart, raised his head and roared, so strong that the veins in his neck suddenly appeared, the angry and desperate roar sounded All over the world, even the originally clear sky turned gloomy at some point.

"Crack!"

A bolt of lightning split across the head, reflecting on the man's face, flickering on and off.

The north wind suddenly picked up, blowing the thick snow on the ground, slowly covering the two corpses, leaving only a little cold face.

Feng Junran clenched his fists, his slender eyes were full of anger and fury, but he was reluctant to leave, so he hugged the snow-covered woman tightly, using his warm body to warm the increasingly cold body ...

"Little..."

The man choked up, expressing the most uncomfortable pain in his life.

Fa Yuan frowned, looked back at the cellar under his feet, proclaimed the Buddha's name, and was about to ask, when he heard the cold and angry voice in the man's voice, he said coldly: "Burn, burn it all up! Keep an eye on that corpse, I I don't want any more trouble!"

Fa Yuan answered yes, and hurriedly fetched the oil and poured it into the cellar, then dropped the fire bag. In an instant, the raging fire ignited violently. Not long after, the cellar smelled of burnt flesh, and Fa Yuan Quietly looking at the ground through the flames, watching the female corpse gnawed by Gu worms slowly being ruthlessly devoured by the fire, the burned flesh curled and rolled, and finally gradually turned into a mass of ashes.

So the Buddha immediately knelt on the ground to prevent the woman's soul from still being entangled, and then recited the Buddhist scriptures for salvation.

During the time of salvation, Fa Yuan suddenly felt that he also had an epiphany, why the Buddha regards all beings as equal, and even saves the bad guys. people.

Feng Junran's face became more and more ugly. He looked up at Feng Yuran's body that was almost buried by the snow, and then at the cold little man in his arms. His heart felt as if he had been crushed by a boulder, and he was in pain.

When I was mourning, everything around me gradually dimmed, as if it was evening, in the mist, a woman came from nowhere, smiling, standing beside Feng Junran, the man raised his head indifferently, but saw the woman There was also a man standing behind him. The man looked indifferent, but he was somewhat similar to Ye Qin.

(End of this chapter)