At this moment, the closed door suddenly opened with a bang.

Shan Hui and Jing Yuan immediately stopped arguing.

"Master——!"

"Uncle Ci'en, how is Master?"

However, when he rushed into the temple, he saw Bodhidharma lying on the ground with a pale face and completely lifeless.

Their bodies were shaking and they could hardly stand.

"Master——!!"

Jingyuan jumped up and helped Bodhidharma up.

Feeling the cold body of his master, he felt as if the blood in his body had lost its temperature.

He raised his trembling hand and pressed it on Bodhidharma's neck.

There was a coldness and dead silence, and Jingyuan's red eyes, which had just faded, suddenly burned like a raging fire.

"Master, Master!!"

"Why is this happening?!" Shanhui yelled, "Uncle Master, didn't you say that Master still has a chance of survival?!"

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, he clasped his hands and said hoarsely: "It's because I am incompetent and can't save my senior brother. I never thought that Luo Yunxiao would be so vicious, leaving a trace in my senior brother's consciousness.

A ball of Holy Nether Flame, I was caught off guard and was injured by the Holy Flame of Nether Yin, and I was no longer able to protect my senior brother’s soul..."

"Amitabha, I was too trusting and killed my senior brother."

As Ci En spoke, turbid tears rolled down her eyes, her body swayed slightly, she could no longer hold on, and passed out.

"Ahhhhhhh——!! Luo Yunxiao, Luo Yunxiao!!"

"Today's revenge, I will definitely demand your blood to pay for it!!"

In Shanhui's heart-rending roar.

Jingyuan hugged the cold body of his master tightly in his arms and slowly closed his eyes.

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

When he opened it again, only the cold and red murderous intent was left.

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Underneath the abyss.

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

Leng Yumo came back to her senses, met the concerned gazes of Ling Yusheng and others, and immediately smiled: "I'm sorry, I was distracted just now, 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 gently touched the handle of the Red Lotus Soul Seizing Sword.

Then a free and easy smile appeared on his face, he spread his hands and stretched: "I'm a little worried, but after thinking about it, it's useless to worry! What kind of cultivation is the little monk, what kind of cultivation level am I, it's my turn to worry

Him? Come on, let’s guess the true face of this demon princess in Lushan, whether she is beautiful or ugly?”

"By the way, Senior Brother, have you ever seen the princess during your time in the Demon Clan? What does she look like?"

"I heard that the demon princess and my junior uncle had an engagement, but now they have to compete in martial arts to find a bride, right? Isn't it enough that she has such an excellent man like my junior uncle? She also has to hug her from left to right?"

Yun Ruohan brushed his forehead, somewhat dumbfounded, "What does the demon princess look like? We'll know when we see her in the palace tomorrow. Haha..."

He smiled lowly and showed a meaningful expression, "I promise, you will be surprised when the time comes."

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

"Third Senior Brother, what do you think?" Leng Yumo suppressed the anxiety in her heart and looked at Chu Moli with interest, "Do you think the Demon Princess is a beauty or an ugly girl? Should she hug her from left to right and enjoy the benefits? Or is she blind?
Chapter completed!