Quickly wear the goddess Su Zhatian

Chapter 1048
"It's the sound of the clock breaking in the temple..." Ning Ning covered her ears and frowned deeply. Although she was suffering from a splitting headache, she was still trying to maintain her rationality.

On that ruined mountain was where the temple dedicated to Master Mingyin was located.

"My head... hurts so much!" Da Zhuang couldn't help but knelt down on the ground, holding his head with both hands, but the pain didn't come from the outside, but seemed to come from the inside.

Ning Ning looked at Fu Chen subconsciously. Fu Chen was not feeling well at the moment, but he knew what Ning Ning was worried about. He gritted his teeth and said, "Xiao Yu is fine."

This made Ning Ning slightly relieved, but the pain that followed was even more intense.

If you want to describe this feeling, it seems that there are many things trying to tear off the top of their heads and run out of their minds, but it also seems that there are too many things trying to pour into their minds. The sense of tearing and impact can make everyone faint in pain.

Just at this moment, a familiar-looking figure in black appeared in front of Ning Ning, "Si... Fushan?"

Si Fushan, who was just passing by, stopped in his tracks. He looked at Ningning, and the coldness that emerged from his body was stronger than before, but he did not have any killing intent.

Si Fushan glanced at the painful faces of the people present, and he didn't know what he was thinking of, but he raised his hand, and a black mist emerged. Before Ningning and the others even had time to speak, their consciousness fell into darkness, and fell down in an instant. land.

Even after landing, Fu Chen subconsciously held the child in his arms, maybe because he felt uneasy, the child still started crying.

Si Fushan stared at the child who was only two or three months old for a long time. He seemed to be a little interested, and squatted down. When his outstretched hand was about to touch the child, he firmly grasped it with one hand. his arm.

Si Fushan looked sideways, with a little surprise in his eyes, "You can still stay awake, it seems that you are not easy."

Fu Chen tried his best not to fall into a coma, and looked at Si Fushan with fixed eyes. The dim light appeared in his dark eyes, like a trapped animal, waiting for a big gamble with his life at stake.

Si Fushan finally let go, "I didn't intend to hurt you."

After finishing his words, he stretched out his other hand and tapped Fu Chen's neck. At this moment, even if Fu Chen didn't want to, he could only fall into a coma.

Si Fushan said: "Since waking up is painful, it is better to have a dream in a coma, but after waking up from the dream, no one can change whether this reality is what you like."

In the last sentence, his voice sank, as if he had felt the same way.

Si Fushan stood up, he looked at the monk in the night sky, a long black knife appeared in his hand, his eyes turned cold.

Since he dared to plot against him, he had to pay a price.

The wind moved, the body moved, Si Fushan flew up with a strong killing intent, and joined that dangerous battle.

The sound of fighting, the Buddha's light, the shadow of the sword, the aura of the sword... Only these sounds echoed in the darkness unceasingly. It was like a dream, but it was far clearer and more real than a dream.

Ning Ning woke up from the dream. The moment she opened her eyes, she saw the top of the bed. She was panting and sweating all over. After a long time, the panic gradually calmed down, but immediately, Confusion appeared in her eyes again.

(End of this chapter)