Chapter 92 There is only one truth (Thanks for the monthly vote)
These light spots are like dandelion seeds, lifted up by the breeze and flying in the air. The golden and warm sun casts the sky full of color and brilliance. They are not contaminated by a trace of dust and fly straight to Yao Ranran.
Yao Ranran's thoughts moved slightly, and she turned her attention to Pei Xianqiao and the others.
They stood in the corner, forming a triangle invisibly.
Pei Xianqiao is standing at the top of the triangle.
She looked at Yao Ranran with an expression of extreme surprise, as if she had just woken up from a dream, and her eyebrows could not hide the look of shock.
How could it be...
How could she show up alive?
When the dim candlelight enveloped the empty round table, Yan Shanyi's sudden burst of murderous intent was still surrounding her, as if her heart had stopped, causing her to feel palpitations.
This kind of power is difficult to resist even if you try your best.
How could Yan Shanyi let Yao Ranran go and choose his body to be infused with evil so that Yao Ranran could survive and take over as the castle master?
This is so ridiculous!
Pei Xianqiao's mind wandered as he thought about what was happening in front of him, and his eyes suddenly met Yao Ranran's gaze.
When their eyes met, she felt as if she was being shocked by an electric shock. A ridiculous, yet somewhat reasonable reason appeared in her heart...
Could it be that Yan Shanyi fell in love with Yao Ranran's skin?!
Pei Xianqiao seemed to suddenly wake up, her eyes looking up and down Yao Ranran's body.
The most beautiful woman in the six regions of Zhongzhou, how could she forget it!
It is undeniable that Yao Ran Ran is so beautiful that even though he is a woman, when he first met her, he was fooled by her appearance and almost told her that there was Mr. Shang in the ring...
Maybe this is how Yan Shanyi finally dedicated himself and achieved her success?
Pei Xianqiao turned his head slightly and looked at Yan Shanyi's death state. Evil things had invaded his body, and his body had been corroded into a pile of mud and meat.
But there is a faint trace of deep fracture on the drooping neck bones.
suicide!
Yan Shanyi committed suicide!
Pei Xianqiao imagined the scene when the dark fire enveloped the round platform and the round platform shook.
Yao Ranran encountered an unexpected betrayal. After a moment of panic, she shed fragrant tears, which turned all living beings upside down. It moved Yanshan Yi's hard heart and made him unable to bear to watch the evil thing rotting this kind body into flesh.
So he cut his own neck, let the evil things pour into his body, and gave his last words...
"What is the heroine thinking? They don't seem to be able to see these light spots." Yao Ranran peeked at Pei Xianqiao shaking her head and tapping her head, feeling a little puzzled.
What are these light spots used for?
Is this what the owner behind Yanjiabao wants?
Pei Xianqiao was immersed in his own assumptions and couldn't extricate himself.
Apart from this face, what ability does Yao Ranran have to survive a move in front of Yanshan Yi?
You need cultivation but not cultivation, you need weapons but not weapons.
Even if it was a sneak attack, she would not be able to successfully get close to Yan Shanyi and kill him with a single blow!
So even though this idea is very outrageous, Pei Xianqiao can't think of a better reason to explain...
Mu Jialing also noticed the wound that caused Yanshan Yi's death.
His ideas are slightly different from Pei Xianqiao.
As a Buddhist cultivator, he could easily detect that these people's attitude towards Yao Ranran had changed a lot.
Especially the group of casual cultivators.
The worship in their eyes was extremely sincere at this moment.
When Yao Ranran walked out of the round platform with a weak body intact, and Yan Shanyi died on the Buddha statue, Yao Ranran seemed to have created a miracle and became the miracle itself, believed by everyone, in Yanjiabao
Gained followers.
This belief is as strong as the fear that Yan Shanyi and the entire Yanjia Fort exerts on them.
They were eager to find a glimmer of hope in a desperate place, and the appearance of Fairy Ran Ran and the tragic death of Yan Shan Yi gave them the hope they had pinned on them.
Mu Jialing stood quietly, raising her chin slightly. The skin on her neck was as delicate as porcelain, her light brown eyes were like shining amber, and her brows were pure and pure. She stared at the beautiful woman on the round platform with no trace of excess. action.
Yao Ranran looked away slightly startled.
Among the three, she was the only one who could see through Yu Zhenyan's thoughts.
As for Pei Xianqiao and Mu Jialing, one is strange and the other is pure and innocent... there are no emotions visible.
Yao Ranran simply stopped thinking about it.
After all, there isn't much time left for her.
Old Man Yang has escaped and Yan Shanyi is dead. The master behind the scenes will no longer look at him coldly. He may take action at any time.
With dandelion-like light spots entering her body, Yao slowly looked down at the people under the sacrificial platform. They worshiped devoutly, not knowing whether it was herself or the Buddha statue in their eyes.
…
The endless darkness seemed to cover the whole night heavily, suppressing all living things in a deathly silence.
Ta, da, da…
In the darkness, there was the sound of water drops hitting hard stone.
Fragments of yellow starlight flickered like fireflies, floating and sinking in the dark void, illuminating the viscous dark green liquid.
But the skin was plated with a layer of golden light.
A pair of eyes suddenly opened.
Yellow starlight fell into his eyes, and a dark green teardrop fell from his compassionate eyes.
"My followers...are all dead?"
A huge body suddenly stood up, as if breaking free from countless shackles. A faint white light flew over, and a huge palm slapped it down. Old Yang's embarrassed fleeing figure turned in his eyes.
"My believer...has been touched..."
Hua Hua Hua——
Outside the square, the leaves of the sacred tree Jianmu, which had been silent for tens of thousands of years, flapped against each other, and the branches swayed wildly.
He had been waiting for tens of thousands of years, but at the most critical moment today, the results were actually taken away from him.
A pair of compassionate and sad eyes suddenly opened from behind the sacred tree, hazy and covered with a layer of golden mist, overlooking the people in the square unfathomably.
The sand and rocks are flying, the leaves are falling, and the robes are blowing in the wind.
Everyone's hair was messy and they raised their heads in confusion.
"That's, that's..." Some people were frightened and paralyzed on the spot, stammering and unable to speak.
Mu Jialing's movement was like a phantom, and he actually looked into the eyes behind the sacred tree in the air.
"Master Wise...?"
Mu Jialing's final voice was slightly stagnant, but his eyes were filled with shock and the same compassion.
Finally, he clasped his hands together and sighed with certainty: "Amitabha..."
He could no longer persuade himself.
When the golden Buddha statue of Master Mingzhi was worshiped by everyone, he should have known that this matter had a lot to do with him.
"I was born a Buddhist, not you." His compassionate eyes closed in slight disappointment.
At this moment, the sky and the earth were eclipsed, a strong wind suddenly rose, and the branches of the sacred tree whipped against each other, as if they were howling in a cold and low voice.
Thick, grayish-yellow turbid clouds filled the sky, and the rain was howling in the turbid clouds. In the whole world, only the huge sacred trees and trees emitted bright light through the Buddha's light.
The monks were horrified and frightened. Some of them could not bear it. Their clothes and trousers were all wet, they were sweating like waterfalls, and their eyes were ashen.
However, everyone in Yanjiabao turned around with a smile and bowed to the sacred tree in tacit agreement.
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