C391 (1/2)

Li Yue, Bing Ying and Nangong Xiu.

Listen to this say for a long time, suddenly stopped.

Look at each other.

Li Yue asks Jing Jing anxiously.

Jingjing's eyes are all of a sudden.

In a very slow way.

Very reluctant attitude.

It closed slowly.

”Jingjing --”

”younger martial sister --”

several shrill shouts accompanied by the hot but cold night wind.

I saw the man on the bed who was still breathing slowly.

Life is finally over.

A dying hand.

Slowly beat down.

A drop of crystal tears rolled down the corner of the eye.

He fell on Li Yue's arm.

As if to be a drop of hot tears into his heart in general.

As if to iron his soul.

That tear.

So heavy.

So hot.

From Yue only feel viscera are severely burned.

Just weak grasp that hang down hand.

The voice bleakly called out: ”you Are you okay? How can you leave so, so ruthlessly? ”

However.

The owner of that hand.

But his face turned pale.

There's no strength.

”Teacher, younger martial sister --”

in Bing Ying's shrill scream.

Just murmured: ”I, I killed my younger martial sister...”

You can't say that.

She was in a deep coma.

Nangong Xiu holds Jingjing with quick eyes and quick hands.

At this time.

Li Yue doesn't care about anything at all.

The hand is just holding Jingjing tightly.

Reluctantly explored her veins.

It's just that I can feel the faint beat of a person when he just died.

”You You hate heart, I said, if you dare to have an accident, even if you go to hell, I will not let you go, ah Ah Ah... ”

”Amitabha!”

The door that has been blocked by nangongxiu.

With the big coffee table blocked at the door.

Also pushed away by the heavy.

At the same time.

It's actually a voice of Buddha's name that people can't calm down.

Everyone present was shocked.

I can't help looking back.

I saw an old man with white beard standing at the door.

He had a bunch of whiskers and some strange bottles in his hand.

After reading a Buddhist saying.

Dark eyes that know everything.

It seems to be observing and judging.

What just happened here.

This is a monk.

It looks like six or seven years old.

But older.

I can't see my real age.

Nangong Xiu's brain only has time to flash these.

But he seems to have lost his soul.

Just clinging to the person in my arms.

The eye has completely lost focus.

It's like a vegetable.

I saw the monk behind suddenly rushed out of a long shadow.

He rushed to Jingjing's bed.

Hastily snatched the soft, bloodless figure from Li Yue's arms.

”I just left for a while. How could I be like this?”

He just touched a corner of Jingjing's body.

But was swept by a sharp and indifferent look.

What kind of vigilance and murderous spirit is that?

When Li Yu admitted that he was cold.

It's something few people can match.

He has never been afraid of leaving Yue.

Even sometimes.

I always have to be willing to fight with him.

But at that moment.

Li Yue's eyes.

But it really scared him.

Let him sink to the bottom of the Leng in there.

What kind of look is that?

It's like a wounded mother animal Looking at the baby in his arms to be robbed of the same look.

That look.

It's almost able to freeze people to death.

Li Yu was stunned for a moment.

And then I reacted.

Busy put aside the kind of strange and absurd ideas in his heart.

Looking at Li Yue, Shen took a breath.

Slowly said: ”people still have gas?”From Yue seems to be this sentence.

To slowly pull back the reason.

The monk at the door.

Seems to have a clear view of the driving in the room.

Nangong Xiu moves Bingying away from her coma.

The monk goes to Jingjing and Liyue.

He made a Buddhist power: ”Amitabha, the ninth prince, I'll see if the ninth princess is still angry. If you delay for a moment, there is no way to return to heaven!”

Li Yue still has some slow reactions.

Li Yu roared: ”what are you doing here? Master XingKong, my master, is here. Get out of the way quickly. Do you really want her to die? ”

”Dead?”

Li Yue seems to be stimulated by a ”death”.

It's like a sudden reaction.

Hastily shook his head: ”no, I can't let her die, can't let her have something!”

”Don't get out of the way yet -”

Li Yu roared.

He is relatively sober.

One will leave Yue to push away.

He will ring Jingjing instead.

He made a correct posture for master XingKong: ”master, have a look...”

Master XingKong quickly sat down.

First, I explored Jingjing's muscles.

Then he took a look.

A dignified face.

”Master, how are you? Is there any help? ”

Li Yu asks anxiously in a hurry.

His face was pale and frightening.