Chapter 2980： Fierce (1/2)

[Title: white robe Explorer Henla Chapter 2980 (two more) Author: Xiao Shu]

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Chu Li's eyes were swept gently, everyone felt that they were seen through, as if they were staring at themselves, inexplicable guilty conscience, hurriedly lowered their heads, and did not dare to look at his eyes.

Everyone can act frankly and honestly without any concealment, and there will be a bit of gloom in the bottom of his heart, and Chu Li's eyes will be like the blazing sun, and these thoughts must be exhausted.

”Amitabha!” Chu Li announced the Buddha's name again.

The sound of the Buddha's trumpet sounded like the twilight morning bell, clearing away all the dark thoughts, and the heart suddenly became bright, quiet and peaceful. An inexplicable smile appeared, and the whole body seemed to be immersed in the hot spring.

More than a hundred people fell to their knees.

One hundred and twenty-two people remained standing still, staring straight at Chu Li, tense and murderous.

Chu Li shook his head and sighed: ”Let the poor monk take a ride today, Amitabha!”

The sound of the Buddha's name was peaceful, and everyone who fell to the ground was in shape, with a solemn look, and could not help but recite the Buddhist name: ”Amitabha!”

The neat Buddha trumpet sounded solemn and sacred, ringing through the night sky.

The night is as cold as water and the moon is as frost.

Ruyi Temple is quiet and peaceful, and people are immersed in a strange atmosphere, and they have not woke up for a long time.

When I woke up, I realized that Chu Li was gone, and Ruyi Temple was still quiet and silent.

One hundred and twenty-two people have fallen on the ground, all lying on their backs with smiles on their faces, with detailed and happy expressions, as if dreaming, and people can't help smiling.

A young man came forward curiously and pushed the middle-aged man around him: ”Wake up! Wake up! How do you sleep!”

Suddenly his face changed, his hands shrank like an electric shock, and he receded as if avoiding a scorpion.

”What's the matter?” The companion next to him, also a young man, asked him with a smile: ”Look at you scared, meet a ghost?”

”Not right! Not right!” The young man shook his head busy, his face not looking good.

”What's wrong?” His companion laughed.

”You touch it!”

”Touch it!” Another young man stepped proudly in the attention of the crowd, pushed out his hand, and then his face changed, his hand touched his nostril, and he touched his neck.

The crowd stared straight at him.

”Dead!” Said the young man with an ugly face.

He shook his hand, trying to get rid of his anger.

They looked at the other middle-aged men lying on the floor and smiling.

This time they all looked out. The clothes of these middle-aged men are the same, obviously a group of people.

”Can't they all die?” Another young man stood up and yelled, ”This is too amazing, how could it be possible to die so many people in one breath?”

He spoke, and probed two lying middle-aged men, then got up and shook his head: ”They are indeed dead!”

”Who is this?” Someone whispered.