Chapter 920

Until after midnight, there was no sign of night attack by assassins.

Everyone had been in a tight mood since the morning. It took a lot of energy. At this point, they were a little tired and relaxed their vigilance. Nangong Qing was about to have another simple inspection, so he went down to have a rest, but suddenly he heard a noise in the distance, and everyone felt bad.

When he hurried out of the courtyard, Nangong Qing saw the raging fire. It was red not far away, shining around like day. There was a crackling sound and noisy voices, like fighting a fire.

"No! It seems to be the location of the Abbot's quiet room!" A monk in charge of taking care of them suddenly opened his mouth and exclaimed.

"No!" The monks also reacted. Ignoring Luo qingluan and others, they hurried to the fire with buckets and basins.

Luo qingluan didn't sleep. Now she heard the cry for help outside and got up quickly.

When I went out, I saw Yong'an at the door. When I saw her coming out, I quickly reported, "Miss, it seems that there is a fire in the quiet room. Now the monks have gone to put out the fire."

"Go and have a look." Luo qingluan hurried to the fire with Yong'an.

Before they approached, they saw that the quiet room was already ablaze with fire, and a group of monks were fighting the fire. The scene was chaotic. Some were in a hurry to put out the fire, and some were still reading: "Amitabha, Buddha bless, abbot, you must be safe..."

Pots and buckets of water poured into the fire, billowing thick smoke rose into the sky, and house beams gradually collapsed. Every movement would cause the surprised voice of countless people, and even some people wanted to rush in directly.

But the fire was too big. Several monks rushed to the door and were forced back by the fire. For a time, they were helpless. Everyone was very anxious and had to put out the fire first.

Looking at everything in front of her, Luo qingluan's heart sank. If master Xianyun was really in the quiet room, he was afraid of more or less bad luck.

After half an hour, the open fire in the quiet room was finally put out.

Light smoke curled up in the sky, surrounded by a strong smell of fireworks, mixed with a pungent smell, obviously fire oil!

"Miss, the quiet room was watered with oil, otherwise it wouldn't be so difficult to put out." Yongan said.

He nodded. Luo qingluan didn't speak. He just watched the monks of Puji Temple rush in and look around for the trace of master Xianyun. There was a sound of praying for God's protection in the courtyard. I hope the abbot can survive fortunately. Countless people waited anxiously, hoping to get good news.

"Master! Master!" But it didn't work out as expected. Suddenly, the monks' cries came from the quiet room.

"Master, you can't leave us!"

"Master..."

When Luo qingluan heard that the monks in the quiet room were like this, he knew that master Xianyun must have suffered an accident. Her heart tightened, silently closed her eyes and thought about the immortal state of master Xianyun. Now she was so unlucky that she couldn't help sighing and put her hands on her chest.

"Amitabha..."

The people waiting outside the quiet room were shocked to hear the wailing of the monks.

Nangong Qing couldn't believe it: "what's difficult is that master Xianyun has an accident? Won't he?"

But a moment later, several monks carried out a charred body, which was beyond recognition, twisted and unrecognizable. From a distance, it almost turned into coke, and the body has become a strange distorted state, which is terrible.

Bearing the discomfort in her heart, Luo qingluan went forward to see if she was master Xianyun.

So suddenly, she was almost unwilling to accept the fact.

"The corpse was destroyed so badly that how can you be sure it must be master Xianyun?" In front of the monks, Luo qingluan frowned and wanted to see a clue.

Zhiyuan put his hands together, but stopped her, saluted first, and then said, "Lord mercy, don't."

He was so sad that he could hardly speak to himself. He stopped to hold back his grief before he said, "the quiet room is the place where the abbot practices. The abbot always doesn't like to be disturbed during practice, so no one else enters the quiet room. Now the quiet room is on fire, and there is only this corpse in it, so it can't be anyone else, it must be the abbot."

Originally, the monks were lucky. They thought that the body was seriously damaged. They were not sure that it must be the body of master Xianyun. But now when I heard master Zhiyuan say so, I immediately gave up one by one.

The monks were so lucky that they burst into tears.

"Alas..." Luo qingluan was relieved by Zhiyuan's words.

"Amitabha, I wish you all the way to bliss." Luo qingluan also folded his hands, then turned and bowed to the master's body.

Su Yi was also grieving, and her face became more and more ugly.

Because of the habit of Empress Dowager Wang, Su Yi gradually learned to worship Buddha. In addition, she was kind-hearted and respected Master Xianyun. Unexpectedly, only a few days after she came to Puji temple, a generation of virtuous teachers unexpectedly fell, and it was her reason that Su Yi could hardly bear to see such a terrible body.

Touching her forehead, she felt dizzy and almost fell on the spot.

Nangong Qing hurriedly helped her: "what's the matter? Don't worry? Don't be sad. Your body hasn't recovered yet. You can't be so sad."

"If I hadn't come here, the master wouldn't..." Su Yi choked and blamed herself.

"Don't think so much. Master, it's providence. How can you say it's your responsibility? I'll find out who's behind the scenes and avenge the master. Suyi, take care of your body, or I..." Nangong Qing comforted Suyi, helped her to the room to rest, and told Pearl Ruyi to take good care of her.

The situation is becoming more and more urgent. Master Xianyun has an accident, and the other party's means are becoming more and more vicious and unexpected. Even if Nangong Qing was the emperor of Western Chu, he also had a strong sense of powerlessness. There are only a few people around him. He doesn't have enough spare power!

"Qingluan, I'm afraid the man in black is ready to act now. What's your idea?" Nangong Qing frowned and looked at Luo qingluan, trying to hear her analysis of the current situation and her plan from her mouth.

Luo qingluan just shook his head, pursed his lips and said, "now our strength is limited, and we don't know enough about the people in black, so we can't act rashly. We can only be as careful as possible and wait for Yuan Xing to move the rescue troops. It's estimated that they can arrive at dawn. Now we can turn the crisis around as long as we wait until dawn with foreign aid."

"But there are still more than two hours before dawn. I'm afraid they will cover up another sneak attack in the dark."

What else does Luo qingluan want to say, but she doesn't wait for her to speak again, "ah!" A scream interrupted their conversation.

It was from the direction where the monks gathered, and then they heard the fighting sound of knives and sticks, mixed with the cry for help. But unexpectedly, while they were discussing, a group of people in black came.

All the monks in Puji temple had martial arts skills, but they had just experienced the great blow of the Abbot's death, and their spiritual sustenance collapsed. In the face of the fierce attack of the people in black, the monks retreated one after another, and more than a dozen casualties soon appeared.

As soon as Yong'an saw the man in black coming, he quickly protected Luo qingluan and Nangong Qing: "young lady, go! My subordinates will protect you completely!"

Nangong Qing was in a hurry and rushed to Su Yi's room with a little hesitation. However, for a moment, Ao Xiuzhu, who had been in Dongfang zhidie's room, also noticed the attack of the man in black and helped Dongfang zhidie escape. Together, they protected Luo qingluan and other women in the middle, Ao Xiuzhu, Nangong Qing and others in the periphery, and combined with a group of guards to fight back.

"It's them! Kill!" One of the men in black looked like a leader and ordered his subordinates.

The people in black were like the tide. They immediately rushed in their direction. At a glance, there were almost twenty or thirty people, who were evil in the night, like the God of death.

"Be careful, miss!" Yong'an exclaimed, then turned back and finished with a direct sword. A man in black jumped at them, and the blood sprayed directly, bringing out the strong smell of blood in the air. Yong'an leaned over again to block the blood from Luo qingluan and others.

Nangong Qing, Yong'an and AO Xiuzhu all have good skills. If they fight with people in black, they will not be afraid. But now there is a big difference in their number. When a man in black fell down, another rushed up with fierce moves, all of them seemed not afraid of death.

Yong'an and others are gradually unable to defeat four hands with two fists. In the face of such a large number of people in black, they seem to be in an endless stream. They gradually lose ground, and it is more and more difficult to deal with them.

Luo qingluan was even more worried when he saw that Yuan Xing's reinforcements could not come now, and Nangong Qing, Yong'an and AO Xiuzhu were afraid that they had little strength left. If they could not reverse the situation, it would be bad.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew and lifted Luo qingluan's hair. The hair brushed his eyes and provoked Luo qingluan to rub it. Suddenly, her mind moved. The wind came at the right time. She could use the wind to make some articles.

The hand moved, Luo qingluan touched his body, and the palm had pinched a handful of powder. This is all kinds of emergency life-saving things she carries with her. If she makes good use of it, it may play a good role.

At this time, a man in black escaped Yong'an's move and rushed at Luo qingluan. Luo qingluan was already ready, took advantage of the situation and sprinkled the powder.

The effect was very good. Not only did the man in black fall in front of him, but also a gust of wind started at the same time, and immediately stunned several people in black next to him. Even across the face towel, it did not block the power of this powder. It fell down with a few plops, reducing the pressure of Yong'an and others.

"Be careful, don't get close to her!" The people in black shouted and retreated one after another.

The man in black who fell to the ground was not only in a coma, but also in a convulsive state for a moment. He curled up and bent like a cooked shrimp. His body showed a strange posture, and his heart sank when he looked at the people in black around him.

His eyes were bright and his head in black was staring at Luo qingluan with great horror.

I knew that Princess Chu had good means. She was not only skilled in medicine, but also could not be prevented with poison. Although the LORD had already reminded them, he still felt a sense of shock when he saw it with his own eyes.