Chapter 1284： Lord of the Demon Cult, don’t darken 67

Monk Tsing Yi clenched the Buddha beads tightly, his voice slowly

"The donor is his own selfishness, and it is selfish desire to make one party uneasy."

Si Yunxie didn't speak, his thin lips pressed into a line

"Just now, it was you."

He spoke ambiguously.

But the monk Tsing Yi understood what he was talking about.

Just look at the monk, give courtesy, neither humble nor overbearing

"Donor, turn your head back to the shore."

Si Yunxie raised his hand and dashed through the air, and the monk's figure instantly avoided under a big tree, and with a click, the big tree in front was broken by the waist.

Far away, only one sound

"Amitabha"

The monk disappeared into the night again.

I don't know how long it took, all the people in black in the pavilion were evacuated.

Si Yunxie and Tang Yi have also left.

The Baoyue Palace was lit everywhere, and the fire was burning.

Only few people were injured inside, and most of them ran away.

The fire intensified and collapsed and ruined everywhere.

Leng Yue stayed there messy, looking around blankly.

Everyone is gone.

Baoyue Palace has fallen.

Should she disappear with Baoyue Palace, or should she leave?

When she was at a loss, the glazed mirror next to her was constantly absorbing blood from the ground, turning the emerald green color into blood red.

Her gaze fell on the glazed mirror on the ground, and there was a moment of shaking.

Suddenly, Xuan Yunzhi's face surged in his heart.

She hates it!

The cold eyes were filled with hatred.

She wants revenge!

Xuan Yunzhi ruined everything she had, slashed thousands of times, it is not a pity to die! !

Just as she was thinking, a Tsing Yi monk appeared in front of her.

The monk looked at the dead on the ground and sighed

"A report pays a report, I'm afraid it will never end."

Leng Yue raised her head and looked at the monk.

Tsing Yi monk, bending over to give salute

"Yuanze."

Leng Yue didn't speak.

Just listen to Yuanze continue

"If Palace Master Lengyue wants to take revenge, let those who hurt you pay the price. You can't do it alone."

Leng Yue finally moved her eyes when she heard the words revenge and hate.

Yuan Ze's gaze shifted from Leng Yue's body to the colored glaze mirror.

The light flashed across the eyes quickly, and he murmured

"It fell into this world."

After murmured, Yuan Ze suddenly smiled.

"Palace Master Lengyue, if one day he figured it out, he wants to take revenge and come to Shaolin with a glass mirror, Yuan Ze will help the palace master fulfill his wish."

That voice, that word, a sound, clearly so clear, but it looked like a depraved evil.

Leng Yue slowly raised her head and looked at the monk who hadn't known where he appeared in front of her.

Ask a question slowly

"you can help me?"

Yuan Ze smiled

"I'm afraid no one can help you except me."

After his voice fell, Leng Yue fell silent again.

Around, the fire was spreading and getting bigger and bigger.

From a distance, I saw Leng Yue finally standing up, covered in blood, holding the blood-red glass mirror in his hand, and disappeared into the night with the monk.

Let's talk about Xuan Yunzhi who has escaped.

While running, there was a voice in my head

"Ding Dong, the good luck value of the beloved of heaven drops by 1, the current good luck value is 4"

"Ding Dong, the good luck value of the beloved of heaven has dropped by 6, and the current good luck value is 36"

"Dingdong, congratulations to the host, the random task is completed, and 50,000 Space Coins will be awarded."

The sound in my head kept ringing.

In fact, Xuan Yunzhi has always been puzzled.

This random task is the simplest, but it is the most rewarding.

Fifty thousand Space Coins, she must have at least seven or eight missions to get it.