The sounds of the people spoke for You Yunhua and Mu Fusheng, and they snatched the ground.
The abbot was really panicked.
Du Kong pointed at Muming Mirror, and he was anxious and corrupted: "The crowd of Wuhe! It's all the people of Wuhe! It's just a nonsense."
But how can the claims of hundreds of disciplines be over the call of tens of thousands of people. At this moment, the situation has completely fallen to Mu Fu Sheng.
But at this critical moment, the Buddha statue in the sky suddenly disappeared, and the golden light of the sky also retracted the relics in an instant.
Between heaven and earth, it was resumed into a dim.
The abbot's fixed Zen sticks fell to the ground.
Everyone is stunned, this is the case?
How did Fo Guang disappear? Is the Buddha gone?
But this hasn't been broken yet? Why did the Buddha leave?
"Hahahaha," Dukong suddenly laughed madly, and he finally showed his true face. "Mu Fu Sheng, you will not think that you are a Buddha.
Different, don't insert green onions and garlic in the pig nose! "
Speaking of him again, he picked up the Zen stick and walked towards Mu Fu.
The other abbot also helped: "What else do you have any big moves? Hurry up? Otherwise, the Buddha will go far and you can't see this good show."
In a short time, the abbot burst into a laughed.
Mu Fu Sheng still held meditation hard, his complexion did not change.
Watching the abbot regain the Zen sticks and sneered around Mu Fu, everyone held up his breath.
Mu Mingjing gritted his teeth and held the dog stick tightly, and he was about to rush forward to protect Mu Fusheng.
At this time, at the last moment of the seven -day time limit, relics suddenly rose into the air quickly in the dark.
"What are the moths and endless?" Someone in the abbot couldn't help scolding.
Mu Fusheng raised his eyes, his hands folded, and he touched: "Everyone sees me extensively given to relics, and the salty is nostalgic and thirsty.
There is a bad hunch instantly, this picture seems to have known each other ...
He suddenly thought of the relic of Nanyin Temple ...
Sure enough, the relics suddenly exuded a strong golden light. The dark clouds finally spread out.
Everyone did not dare to blink, and saw that the relic moved from the air to Mu Fu Sheng.
Dukong and abbot's abbot finally sat on the ground paralyzed, and the scene of Nanyin Temple repeated.
Sarizi returned again ...
Mu Fusheng's surrounding gold light care, his spirit root was reshaping, and his body re -emitting his birth has been visible to the naked eye, and there were signs of breakthroughs in the faintness!
But he didn't have the patience and wait for the relic to completely repair his body, so he hurriedly stood up and ran towards the volcanic mouth quickly.
"Senior! Waiting for me!"
On the three thousand desires, You Huahua was dying. She was like a broken cloth doll that was torn into fragments. Even if she struggled, she couldn't step forward.
The seven -day time limit has arrived, and the relics are gone.
She suddenly wanted to laugh and laughed at her ridiculous life. She and Mu Fusheng, after all, had no life.
She had no love in the world, and she was completely muddy for more than 300 years. To say that it was a bit of a picture, she had to get closer to Shang Cang. She would ask Shang Cang, why did she want her to be born with blood?
Everyone has the right to choose a Buddha to become a demon or a god, and she is born with blood alone, and she is destined to become a magic.
Now because of Mu Fusheng, she has greedy for the world, but ... even if there is a thousand reluctance, it should be abandoned.
Knowing that I can't do it, after all, she asked for a force ...
The fingers on the stone steps were released, and You Hua's body fell quickly, but she saw a group of golden light chasing her quickly, and she could see a figure faintly.
She smirked: Is her Gai Shi hero who saved her in golden clouds?
Then, she was caught by a pair of hands with a pair of intact flesh.
The next second, she was pulled into an embrace, a familiar, too warm embrace.
The golden light on the coming people was flashed, and You Hua couldn't see his appearance for a while.
But You Hua knows who he is, hehe, he is her hero!
Youhuahua pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "Little ... Ying ... Xiong."
"..." Mu Fusheng hugged Youyahua with a flip.
It became a posture that he was lying on his back, while You Jinghua was buckled in his arms.
Then he held the back neck of Youhonghua in one hand, and then put his lips up directly, and pry open the teeth of You Yahua.
The lips are attached, the ears are grinding, and a bloody smell spreads among the two people, but soon the bloody smell disappears, becoming a sweet spring spring.
Youhua is like a refugee who has been walking in the desert for a long time, and rushes to suck on the only Ganquan.
Mu Fu Sheng was sorry for You Hua's light fluttering, and his scarred body slowly crossed You Yunhua's destiny back to her mouth.