Chapter 1048

It's a nightmare.

A wandering monk who haunts Lin Xuan's soul, or in other words, has been emerging in his nightmare for the past 20 years.

The imperial capital of the Lin family, the residence of the quadrangle, was the monk. He told Lin Yuan, the second master of the Lin family, the so-called divination, and drew the fallacy that Lin Xuan was ordered to commit solitary evil spirits.

Lin Yuan's scheme is all practical.

If it wasn't for this rambling wandering monk, perhaps linxuan's fate would not have been the abandoned son of the Lin family.

It's the eldest young master of the Lin family.

Although for Lin Xuan, the capital of Lin family, he is not rare at all.

But if the path of fate was not changed by this monk, would his life be different?

So, Lin Xuan quickened his pace, followed the wandering monk who appeared repeatedly in the nightmare, shuttling through the crowd and around several streets.

In front of us is a dead end with no way to go. The surrounding area is also getting dark. This street becomes a bit gloomy.

As if, the sky is completely covered with haze, pencil gray clouds, crawling over the sky, covering the blue sky

In an instant, Lin Xuan also felt a strong murderous spirit of Xiao Sha, which gradually diffused from the narrow dead alley.

What's going on?

Lin Xuan secretly urged Yuan Li from the elixir field and condensed in the heart of his fist. He also slowed down his pace, but still went to the wandering monk.

Zen master kuxuan slowly turned around, his face was overcast and cold, and his face was full of murderous spirit. He said leisurely, "are you Lin Xuan? The abandoned baby of the Lin family, the capital of the emperor, 20 years ago? "

Lin Xuan frowned tightly. It seemed that his nightmare that haunted him all the time was indeed the wandering monk.

At that time, it was his so-called divination of fate. He put a life criminal on Lin Xuan, and he would become the disaster star of the Lin family, the capital of the emperor.

From then on, Lin Xuan was cruelly abandoned by the Lin family, even though he was still a baby in swaddling clothes.

"You're the wandering monk who lives and talks nonsense?" Lin Xuan is also Yin compassion look, a double eye, surging strong killing intention.

Clenched fist, issued a "crunching" voice of fried soybeans, eyebrows low, biting.

"Amitabha, good, good!"

Master kuxuan falsely said the name of Buddha. In his insidious and cunning look, he said faintly, "Lin Xuan, this is your destiny, not my nonsense. If you think about it carefully, you are still in your infancy and abandoned by your family. "

"You're such a disaster star, you say, do you order to commit Gu Sha?"

Lin Xuan's expression was slightly coagulated, "old bald ass, you are so unreasonable. How can you wear cassock and recite Buddhist scriptures when you are so careless about human life?"

"Lin Xuan, I can't believe that after 20 years, you have survived. It's a pity that you have lived for so many years in vain. Don't worry. I'll send you to the West."

As the saying goes, send the Buddha to the west, right

Lin Xuan can clearly feel the strong sense of killing from master kuxuan.

In other words, the old monk in the cassock has no trace of the compassion of a monk, or even a little bit of the noble monk's behavior. It's just like a street bandit.

However, in the blink of an eye, the change of master kuxuan's figure almost exceeded Lin Xuan's expectation.

His moving speed, even Lin Xuan, did not see the slightest bit.

But when Lin Xuan feels it, kuxuan punches Lin Xuan in the chest.

In a hurry, Lin Xuan dodged in a panic. Even if his clothes were only wiped by the fist of master kuxuan, they were also full of burnt smell.

Lin Xuan quickly changed his body shape and dodged to one side.

However, master kuxuan's sharp hand did not give Lin Xuan any chance to breathe. He took a few steps, "boom", a few punches with strong force, and his fist was as fierce as a tiger.

Just the power of these fists, Lin Xuan was unprepared and dodged one after another.

"Chi Liu!"

"Chi Chi..."

Then, several cold awns shot out through the sky.

Master kuxuan raised his hand and covered the Buddha beads in his hand with the posture of flying flowers all over the sky.

Lin Xuan was shocked, and he had already put the silver needle in his hand. With his strong force, he urged the silver needle to throw it into the air.

"Chi Chi Chi..."

The silver needle meets the Buddha beads. In a moment, the sky is full of cold shoots.

From a distance, it looks like the snow in the cold winter.

A sinister smile appeared in the corner of his mouth, and he murmured: "Lin Xuan, you didn't let me down. You have some abilities. Next, you have a good view."

Before the words fell, Zen master kuxuan sprang up one after another. In the blink of an eye, all of them were the figure of master kuxuan. He rolled his robe and cassock like a tornado, which swept Lin Xuan away.And in the strong swallowing air whirl, a few Buddha beads are also shot at Lin Xuan.

When Lin Xuan was in a state of panic, he wanted to escape, but he had no chance.

Oops!

Lin Xuan murmured that it was not good, because he had already realized that the old monk's accomplishments were not shallow since he started with master kuxuan.

Or, far above yourself.

Even Lin Xuan regretted that he should not be so rash. Seeing the back of master kuxuan, the wandering monk in his nightmare, he followed him.

Who would have thought that master kuxuan's cultivation was so high that he could crush Lin Xuan.

From master kuxuan's hand, Lin Xuan deeply felt that he was here to kill himself.

In this way, to deal with such a master is undoubtedly to hit the stone with an egg.

If you can't avoid it, you will be hit by it, either dead or wounded.

What's more, master kuxuan is totally to take his life. Once he is shot by a Buddhist bead, he will die.

Did you die in the hands of this old monk?

No!

Lin Xuan's heart is incomparably resistant, even said, extremely regretful.

Because there are so many things waiting for him, he can't just die like this.

However, when confronted with an opponent like kuxuan, does he have the right to choose to live or die?

The situation was so critical that his eyes were wide and his pupils dilated, as if waiting for death.

In his mind, the beautiful image of Qin's poetry appeared, and a sad smile appeared in the corner of his mouth, as if the figure of Qin poetry emerged in the eyes.

He couldn't accept it. He died like this, which is a great pity for Qin poetry.

However, master kuxuan's accomplishments were far ahead of him, and there was no chance to choose to live.

Will death come at last?

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