Chapter 4292 The Red Killing Intent in Jingyuan's Eyes (2)

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At this moment, the closed door was suddenly slammed open.

Shanhui and Jingyuan immediately stopped arguing.

"Master—!"

"Uncle Ci'en, how is Master?"

However, when he rushed into the hall, he saw Bodhidharma, whose face was pale and fell to the ground, completely devoid of the breath of life.

The bodies of the two shook, and they could barely stand.

"Master—!!"

Jing Yuan jumped up and helped Bodhidharma.

Feeling Master's cold body, he only felt that the blood in his whole body seemed to have lost its temperature.

The trembling hand was raised and pressed against Bodhidharma's neck.

A piece of icy cold and dead silence made Jingyuan's red eyes just fade away, and it suddenly burned like a raging fire.

"Master, Master!!"

"Why is this happening?!" Shan Hui roared, "Uncle Master, didn't you say that Master still has a chance?!"

Not far away, Ci'en's face was pale, and there was blood on the corner of his mouth.

His face was full of sadness and guilt, his hands clasped together, and he said in a hoarse voice, "It's the old man who is incompetent and can't save the senior brother. The old man never imagined that Luo Yunxiao would be so vicious, and in the sea of ​​​​knowledge of the senior brother, he left A group of Mingyin Shengyan, I was caught off guard by Mingyin Shengyan, and I can no longer protect my senior brother's soul..."

"Amitabha, it's because of me that I took too much care and killed my brother."

Ci'en said, turbid tears rolled down his eyes, his body shook slightly, he couldn't hold it any longer, and passed out.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Today's feud, I must pay your blood debt and blood!!"

In Shanhui's heart-breaking roar.

Jing Yuan hugged the cold body of Master in his arms and slowly closed his eyes.

Hot tears fell from his eyes and slowly became cold again.

When he opened it again, there was only an ice-cold, crimson killing intent left.

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Under the abyss.

"Fourth Senior Sister, Fourth Senior Sister... Did you hear what I said?"

Leng Yumo came back to her senses, looked at Ling Yusheng's concerned eyes, and immediately showed a smile: "I'm sorry, I just lost my mind, what did you say?"

Yun Ruohan reached out and patted her shoulder gently: "Yu Mo, are you worried about Master Jingyuan?"

Leng Yumo's fingertips lightly fumbled over the handle of the Red Lotus Seizure Sword.

Then there was a free and easy smile on his face, and he stretched out his hands and stretched out: "I am a little worried, but I thought about it, and worrying is useless! What kind of cultivation is the little monk? What kind of cultivation is I? It's my turn to worry. Is he? Come on, let's guess the true face of this demon princess, is it beautiful or ugly?"

"By the way, senior brother, have you seen the princess for so long in the Demon Race? How does she look?"

"I heard that the demon princess and the little uncle had a marriage contract, but now they have to compete by martial arts, right? It's not enough for her to have a superb man like the little uncle? Should I hug you?"

Yun Ruohan rubbed his forehead, a little dumbfounded, "What the princess of the Demon Race looks like, I won't know if I see you in the hall tomorrow. Hehe..."

He smiled lowly, showing a meaningful expression, "I promise, it will surprise you."

"Is it so ugly, so ugly that you can't see it?"

"Second Senior Brother, what do you think?" Leng Yumo suppressed the anxiety in her heart and looked at Chu Moli with great interest, "Do you think the Demon Princess is a beautiful girl or an ugly girl? Is it a hug from the left and the right to sit back and enjoy the success? Or is she blind? ?"

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