Yucheng looked at the Emperor Linjun who surrounded him.

There was a huge doubt in my heart.

"What are you talking about?"

The Emperor Linjun didn't want to attack the famous Buddhist son, and scratched his head and said, "Don't the Buddhist son know Yin Nian?"

Of course, the Buddhist son remembered the name Yin Nian.

"See." The Buddha even looked at another group of Emperor Linjun who followed him to the realm, and they were also carrying a girl.

When Yin Nian killed herself, she did not forget to ask a few Emperor Linjun to take care of Huaxuan, who had just been free.

When Huaxuan heard the name "Yin Nian", she immediately looked at her side, which happened to be in the eyes of the Buddhist son.

Everyone here was extremely unfamiliar, but Hua Xuan still came over and asked, "Are you talking about Yin Nian?"

Although Yin Nian said she would come to find her.

But Huaxuan thinks that she can do it in the past.

She left the village, but she still believed no one, but only believed in the thoughts.

"Do you know both?" The Emperor Linjun were a little surprised. How could he know Yin Nian, a famous Buddhist son and a woman who cannot practice?

"But the son of Buddha." An Emperor Linjun looked a little more serious, "We Emperor An finally found such a good seedling. If you want to grab it, our Emperor An will definitely do all our strength!"

Yucheng: "..." What are they talking about?

"Just that fire lotus, isn't that your spiritual technique by Buddha? Did you teach Yin Nian?"

"It can't be that she can see it herself, right? It's not that she learns to dress. How could she be that she can see it while watching?" Di Linjun laughed first.

However, Yu Cheng's face showed a look of surprise than any of them, "Fire Lotus? Yin Nian?"

He was very sure that he had no intersection with Yin Nian before.

"I'll go see the light group, no, I'll go to the Tianlong Domain in person."

Yucheng rubbed his forehead and walked outside.

But I saw someone following me quickly.

He turned around, Hua Xuan suddenly pulled a distance for a long time and stood still.

Yucheng continued to walk in confusion.

Huaxuan followed again.

He turned around suddenly.

Hua Xuan suddenly opened the distance again.

She seemed a little afraid of him. This was a little new to Yucheng. Everyone liked him or asked him for it, but there was no fear.

"You... don't worry about me." Hua Xuan said carefully: "I just want to find Yin Nian, just follow you."

When she said this, she took three steps back.

Perhaps because he was almost killed by Yucheng, Hua Xuan would start to tremble after seeing him.

Yucheng was a little helpless.

"If you don't have spiritual power, how can you find her? You are like crossing from one large domain to another?"

Hua Xuan was stunned, then lowered her head, looking like a homeless puppy with her ears hanging down.

Yu Cheng thought about it and said that the Supreme Divine Realm should be considered safe now. Yin Nian is so fierce that no one will pay attention to the Supreme Divine Realm in a short period of time. It’s okay to take her over.

"If you don't mind, I'll take you there." Yu Cheng stretched out his hand at her.

Hua Xuan was surprised, “Is it OK?”

"Then let's go, thank you." Huaxuan said seriously, "Son of Buddha, you are such a good person."

But her legs seemed to have their own ideas.

Her legs couldn't walk...

Yucheng: "..." So why are you still so far away?

He waved his hand helplessly, and his spiritual power rolled Hua Xuan in, and the two disappeared.

...

The bloody boy is wrapped in lotus flowers.

She rolled in the Buddha's voice, but the murderous aura condensed into a sharp blade, inserted it directly into her big holes, nailing her to the ground.

The bloody boy kept struggling.

Yin Nian met her godless eyes, her belly was empty, everything was hollowed out, and it became a real weapon.

"Does she still have her own consciousness?"

An Wan couldn't wait to ask.

Yin Nian put his hand on the bloody boy's forehead.

She was also overdrawn. When she put her palm on, she realized that her hands were trembling.

But the mental power still swept the bloody child quickly.

a long time.

Yin Niancai lowered his eyes and shook his head at An Wan.

An Wan was a little disappointed and was about to come over.

Emperor An wanted to stop him, but after thinking about it, he still couldn't reach out.

The resentment and blood energy on the blood boy were burned by the fire lotus and it no longer continued to struggle. It lies on the ground with its huge and protruding eyes open.

Yin Nian should really thank Yu Cheng, otherwise how could it be so smooth?

If it weren't for the Buddhist and Taoist Taoism that could only overcome resentment, she might not be able to win even if she carried all kinds of changes.

The name of the killing weapon is not for nothing.

An Wan walked towards the bloody boy who was gradually quieting down. It was too torture to be "living" like this, and she could finally be relieved, right?

This body had long been dead, and the soul had disintegrated. He had no way to restore the world and had no blood and energy to provide him with his blood and energy, and he could finally be completely liberated.

But when the Bloody Child turned her head, she stared at An Wan who was getting closer and closer and moved her stiff eyes.

The next moment it let out a sharp roar in its mouth.

The last remaining force burst out and shook Yin Nian away and rushed towards An Wan.

Song Baotian next to him subconsciously rushed forward: "An Wan! Dodge!"

"An Wan!" Yin Nian almost instantly slashed the golden scale knife in his hand!

But the knife suddenly stopped when it was about to cut off the bloody boy's neck.

The wind pressure cut off the blood boy's dry hair as dry as straw.

It was small because it died too early. In the early years, she was taller than An Wan, but now An Wan is one head taller than her. This is the distance between life and death, and it is evidence that time has never been treated gently and kindly by time.

Its hands clenched into fists and stretched out straightly.

But there was no intention of hurting An Wan, and its palm slowly opened.

Inside was a flower that had just been grabbed on the ground.

It was everywhere here, and it didn't know how big it had used. The thumb-sized flower had been crushed by her, and the white petals and tender yellow stamens were mixed into a ball.

It can fight with Yin Nian, but it can't hold on to a living flower.

It raised his hand to An Wan again and signaled her to take it.

It’s like showing off some treasure, it’s the excitement of an old friend who hasn’t seen him for a long time.

An Wan only felt that all the blood was about to rush up her eyes.

She opened her mouth wide and bent down, feeling so uncomfortable that she couldn't make any sound.

The blood boy was very slow and blinked his eyes hard again.

Its hands fell down, and the last slight fluctuation in its eyes also dissipated.

It fell down straight like a wooden stake, hitting the mud that was still a little wet after the rain, like garbage that was thrown away after use.

An Wan finally cried bitterly.

Who knows her?

Who cares about her?

Only An Wan is the only one.

They are friends of the general horns, sitting in the same green space and flying the same kite.

She picked her up and cried out loud.

This scene is about to squeeze everyone's hearts.

Even if they didn't recognize the blood boy, they could feel a bit of pain from An Wan's almost crazy crying.

Song Baotian also pushed away the person next to her and rushed over. The three of them hugged each other in a group.

Emperor An walked over unbearably and pulled up his daughter: "Let's go, find a better cemetery for her first, and it is most important to be buried in peace."

Yin Nian looked at this scene and took a deep breath.

She looked up and looked at the station circle in the sky.
Chapter completed!