Chapter 4294
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At this moment, the closed door was suddenly opened with a bang.
Shan Hui and Jing Yuan immediately stopped quarreling.
"Master!"
"Uncle Ci 'en, how is Master?"
However, when they rushed into the hall, they saw Bodhidharma lying on the ground with a pale face and no breath of life.
Their bodies swayed, almost unable to stand.
"Master!!!"
Jing Yuan jumped up and helped Bodhidharma up.
Feeling his master's cold body, he only felt that the blood in his body seemed to have lost its temperature.
He raised his trembling hand and pressed it on Bodhidharma's neck.
The coldness and deathly stillness caused Jing Yuan's eyes, which had just shed their crimson red, to suddenly burn like a raging fire.
"Master, Master!!"
"Why is it like this?!" Shan Hui screamed, "Uncle, didn't you say that Master still has a chance to live?!"
Not far away, Ci 'en's face was pale, and the corners of his mouth were stained with blood.
His face was full of sadness and guilt. He put his palms together and said hoarsely, "I'm incompetent and couldn't save Senior Brother. I didn't expect that Luo Yunxiao would be so vicious. She left a ball of Dark Yin Holy Flame in Senior Brother's sea of consciousness. I was caught off guard and was injured by the Dark Yin Holy Flame. I could no longer protect Senior Brother's Divine Soul … "
"Amitabha, I was too careless and caused Senior Brother's death."
Ci 'en said. Turbid tears rolled down his eyes. His body swayed slightly, and he could no longer hold on and fainted.
"Ahhhhhh!! Luo Yunxiao, Luo Yunxiao!! "
"Today, I will make you pay with blood!!"
In Shan Hui's heart-wrenching roar.
Jing Yuan tightly held his master's cold body in his arms and slowly closed his eyes.
Hot tears flowed down from his eyes, but they slowly turned cold.
When he opened his eyes again, only cold red killing intent was left.
= = =
Under the abyss.
"Fourth Senior Sister, Fourth Senior Sister … Did you hear what I said?"
Leng Yumo came back to her senses and met Ling Yusheng's concerned eyes. She immediately smiled, "Sorry, I was distracted just now. What are you talking about?"
Yun Ruohan reached out and patted her shoulder gently, "Yumo, are you worried about Master Jing Yuan?"
Leng Yumo's fingertips gently touched the hilt of the Red Lotus Soul Stealing Blade.
Then, with a carefree smile on his face, he stretched his arms and said, "I'm a little worried, but after thinking about it, worrying won't help! What is the little monk's cultivation? What is my cultivation? Do I have the right to worry about him? Come, let's guess the true appearance of this Demon Princess. Is she beautiful or ugly? "
"By the way, Eldest Senior Brother, you've been in the Devil Race for so many days, have you seen the princess? What does she look like? "
"I heard that the Princess of the Demon Race and Junior Martial Uncle were once engaged, but now they're going to hold a martial competition to find a spouse. Wasn't it enough for her to have a peerless man like Youngest Martial Uncle? Are you going to hug them on both sides? "
Yun Ruohan rubbed her forehead, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "You'll know what the demon princess looks like when you enter the palace tomorrow. Hehe … "
He chuckled softly and revealed a meaningful expression. "I promise that you will be shocked when the time comes."
"Is it that ugly? So ugly that it can't be seen?"
"Third 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 beautiful or ugly? Is she hugging them on both sides and enjoying the fruits of others' labor? Or is she blind? "
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