Lianhua's eyes were dark, and she raised her long legs and kicked Han Lu's chest violently.
He kicked firmly, and Han Lu was kicked directly against the wall, with a "crack", Han Lu was kicked, and his waist was shattered, and his whole body was in an unbelievably weird posture folded in half.
This scene was so weird that even Lianhua, who had always been calm and calm like water, suddenly trembled in her heart lake.
What kind of monster is this
He helped the old monk to the base of the wall, "Master, master! Wake up!"
It's just that the always kind old monk is pale and lifeless at this moment, a big gash has been cut in his fatigued chest, the blood has drained completely, and the surrounding area of the wound is black and brown, rolling outwards.
Lianhua mourned in her heart, and her clear and clean eyes were stained with mist for a moment. He exerted a little force on the arm holding the old monk's shoulder, and suddenly his eyes darkened. He stood up slowly, turned around, and walked step by step towards Hanyu who was still trying to stand up.
"Ho ho ho..."
Seeing him approaching, Hanyu became even more excited. His sharp nails, which were much longer than ordinary people, still had a little flesh hanging on them, and they were facing his chest excitedly.
She seems to be particularly obsessed with her chest, as if there is something particularly important to her there.
But no matter how many times she worked hard, she was always fluttering in the process of standing up and falling, only her hands and eyes were persistently looking towards Lianhua.
At this moment, Lianhua's heart was full of hatred, and she slowly raised her hand, "Master is merciful, and has the common people in his heart..."
"Treat Lianhua as a teacher as a father..."
"You really shouldn't have hurt him..." He said word by word, slowly closing his eyes, covering all the emotions in his eyes, raised his hand and patted Hanyu's head, and shattered her skull with his internal force. Feeling that there was no movement in the palm, he sighed coldly, with a look of shackles and resentment flashing in his eyes, and clasped his hands together, "Amitabha..."
"Lord, host... ah..."
"Kill... Buddha son, Buddha son killed a man!"
In a panic, someone screamed in panic.
There was a lot of noise and footsteps outside the house.
"No, Brother Lianhua won't..."
There was a delicate child's voice who kept crying to defend him, but there were also people with ulterior motives who said convincingly, "The host who watched the stars at night got the Buddha's oracle. He has the appearance of killing, he will be disturbed by demons, and he will be born in a catastrophe. This time, he must have responded to the astrology. He, he killed two people!"
"He is rebellious, killing his teacher..."
"I don't!"
He defended in a deep voice, but was immediately overshadowed by louder voices of doubt.
Lianhua looked at the mess indifferently, listening to the voices gradually overshadowing the little monks' excuses.
He raised his eyebrows strangely, and a trace of sarcasm flashed in his usually emotionless eyes, which was so strange.
These people obviously respected him before this, respecting him as a Buddha's son, seeing him as the future national monk of Dongyao and the future abbot of Hanshan Temple, but in a flash, the master who loved and protected him died tragically. He just killed a monster that could hardly be called a human being, but someone with ulterior motives conclusively said that he was a murderer.
How could he kill Master.
Lianhua turned around with a calm expression, and walked outward slowly.
Everyone looked at each other and took a few steps back, only those little novice monks with tear-stained faces ran over crying, wanted to hug him, but were afraid of bumping into him, and shouted, "Senior brother..."
Lianhua leaned over and picked up the old monk, several jumped up and down, the man had already hugged the corpse and disappeared into the endless mountains and forests.
The great monk who took the lead in guiding the public opinion winked at the people in the crowd, and someone immediately shouted, "Buddha, the Buddha's son was invaded by the demons, and he fell into the demons and murdered his teacher and fled. Inevitably, innocent people were killed. Hurry up and tell the villages, counties and cities, and everyone must be vigilant!"
"yes!"
Monks who didn't know the truth hurried down the mountain and sent out to report.
"Senior brother, your trick of borrowing a knife to kill people is really high, high!"
It was almost time for everyone to leave before someone approached the great monk with a flattering smile.
There was a flash of pride in the eyes of the great monk, "The monster went up the mountain and just bumped into the host. With the monster in front and me behind, the host should be hit!"
"It's God's will, God's will!"
The great monk was full of satisfaction, "What kind of Buddha son, what kind of natural Buddha statue, is nothing more than that!"
He laughed loudly. From tonight, everyone knew that the Buddha who was born with a vision was just a murderer who killed his relatives, teachers, and innocent people.
The Dongyao Imperial Court at this time.
Zhang Lihua, Lu Yuanyuan and the others were sitting in the restaurant close to the Prince Regent's Mansion. Looking at the heavily guarded house and listening to the small discussions around them, their expressions were a little dignified.
They didn't expect that they rushed too fast, and they came a step too late. Miss Qin didn't know where she went.
"Lihua, where do you think Miss Qin will flee to?"
Lu Yuanyuan's face turned pale, and she was really worried about Gentiana Qin's comfort, "Miss Qin will be fine with Longya, right?"
"She'll be fine, she'll be fine." Zhang Lihua held her hand behind her back and said solemnly, not knowing whether she wanted to convince her or herself.
"If I'm not mistaken, King Ding must also be in Dongyao. No matter what, there is a 70% to 80% chance that they will go to Bohai City, the fiefdom of King Ding of Nanyue."
Zhang Lihua forced herself to calm down and analyzed carefully, "Yuanyuan, should we take a gamble?"
Lu Yuanyuan pursed her lips and nodded.
The two came in a hurry, and left in a hurry with others. They left the city and quickly headed towards Bohai City.
At this time, Emperor Dongyao, Fu Cheng was about to go mad with anger.
He angrily got up from the throne, strode towards the crying Rouying, and slapped Princess Rouying's right cheek with his big palm.
"ah!"
Princess Rouying screamed and was knocked to the ground by him, her right cheek swelled up quickly.
"Brother Huang!"
She was a little stunned and shocked, collapsed on the ground, and suddenly turned her head to look at Fu Cheng.
Although Fu Cheng is weak, he is an adult man after all. This slap was slapped in a fit of anger. Princess Rouying's eyes were filled with stars, but the pain on her face was not comparable to the grievance and shock in her heart. She looked up at him in disbelief, "You hit me? You hit me? It's just two..."
Fu Cheng didn't care about the stench coming from her mouth, leaned over and grabbed her neck and pulled towards him, gnashing his teeth in hatred, "That is a knife that I painstakingly polished. Over the years, I want to kill wherever I can! How dare you, how dare..."
His eyes were full of murderous thoughts.
This idiot not only lost Qin Feng, but also sent troops to imprison and torture all the people in the Prince Regent's Mansion.
If Qin Feng hasn't remembered the past, it is impossible for him to use these things!
Princess Rouying finally got scared, she just felt that she was about to be unable to breathe, "Brother Huang, Brother Rouying made a mistake, you, you..."
Her tears kept falling, and she tried desperately to break his hand, but she couldn't break it no matter what.
Just when he thought he was about to be strangled to death by Fu Cheng, Chen An's old and anxious voice sounded outside, "My lord, the fifteenth prince of Beize has arrived, and I request to see my lord and Concubine Jing."
Fu Cheng was taken aback, thinking he heard it wrong, "What? See Concubine Jing?"
He let go of his hand abruptly, turning a blind eye to Princess Rouying who was kneeling on the ground and coughing non-stop, and looked at him suspiciously, "Is Lu Yuanchong and Concubine Jing old?"
Chen An hurriedly shook his head and spoke for Concubine Jing, "Concubine Jing has never left Dongyao. Since that day, she was welcomed into the palace by the Holy Majesty after the strange appearance from heaven. She has never met Prince Lu, so how can she be old?"
Fu Cheng's face was still a little ugly.
Chen An hurriedly said with a smile, "I heard that Beize Guoshi made a divination for Beize, and the divination showed that Beize was in trouble, and needed the help of a saint to survive the disaster. Our Concubine Jing is a nine-day fairy descending to the mortal world, who can make a hundred flowers bloom and butterflies come closer. Come to think of it, Lord Lu heard about such visions, and traveled all the way to beg His Majesty to go to Beize."
Fu Cheng's eyes flickered, and he suddenly laughed, "Go, go and have a look."
If it is done properly, Bei Ze will probably owe him a big favor, so why should he worry about not getting what he wants!