"Luo Yunxiao, it's Luo Yunxiao!!"
When Shanhui said these three words, she gritted her teeth, wishing to tear people into pieces.
Luo Yunxiao
At first glance, Jing Yuan felt that the name sounded familiar.
When he reacted, his eyes suddenly widened.
Luo Yunxiao? !
Isn't that Yumo's little uncle? !
Back then on the floating island, he saw through Jun Muyan's identity as a divine musician, Luo Yunxiao gave him a warning and made an appointment to fight with him.
And he didn't want to hurt Yu Mo, so he pushed the boat along the way, and the two drew a tie, as if this matter had never existed.
"Senior brother, did you... did you make a mistake? Why did Luo Yunxiao go to the Great Compassion Temple?"
These two parties are clearly incompatible.
Could it be to conceal Jun Muyan's identity as a divine musician
Shanhui turned her head suddenly, staring at him, "Jing Yuan, how do you know Luo Yunxiao?"
Not many people in the entire Great Compassion Temple knew about Hong Chen's robbery and murder.
Apart from Bodhidharma, Ci'en, Shanhui, and Wuche, there are only Shanhui's great disciple Xuanzhen, and several respected elders from the Great Compassion Temple.
Jing Yuan didn't know about [Red Dust Tribulation and Killing], and logically it was impossible for him to know Luo Yunxiao.
Jing Yuan subconsciously avoided Shan Hui's gaze, and said in a low voice, "I once met Luo Yunxiao on the floating island."
After a pause, he still couldn't help but said: "In my opinion, this person is not a murderous person, why..."
"Jing Yuan, are you speaking for that devil?!"
Shanhui slammed the table and almost jumped up.
But because his legs were destroyed, he couldn't recover, so he could only fall down in embarrassment.
Jing Yuan stretched out his hand to help, Shan Hui waved his hand away, and said sharply: "Jing Yuan, take a look, take a good look at this Great Compassion Temple, what is it like now? Master's life or death is uncertain, how many The souls of the monks flew into the sky, and the Great Compassion Temple was in ruins, such a devil, you still want to protect him?!"
"Brother, I'm not..."
"Amitabha, Uncle Jingyuan, you don't know that the purpose of attacking my Dabei Temple is to take away the most precious treasure in the temple, the Resurrection Lamp." The little novice who was serving Shanhui couldn't help but said, "Luo Yunxiao took There are many devils, they kill people when they see them, and destroy houses when they see them, not only the Great Compassion Temple, but also the innocent believers in the City of Mercy."
Jing Yuan's pupils shrank.
Before he could ask a question, Shanhui said in a hoarse voice: "Jingyuan, do you still remember the second junior brother who raised and loved you like a younger brother? Wuche... also died in Luo Yunxiao's hands, Now even the only hope of resurrecting Wu Che - the Resurrection Lamp has been taken away by that devil, yet you say that he is not a murderer. Jing Yuan, are you worthy of your second senior brother?"
Jing Yuan only felt a sharp shock in his chest and a buzzing in his head. After a long while, he said in a hoarse voice: "Why did Luo Yunxiao... want to kill the second senior brother? How did he kill the second senior brother?"
He raised his head abruptly, his usual gentle and shy handsome face contained a piercing murderous intent, and his clear eyes also turned blood red in an instant.
"Eldest brother, where is the second senior brother all these years? What are you doing? Is it related to Luo Yunxiao?! What are you guys hiding from me?!"
Shanhui looked at Shang Jingyuan's red eyes, and a trace of indescribable fear emerged in her heart.
But soon, a trace of offended anger flashed across his eyes, and he said sharply: "Jing Yuan, is this the way you talk to senior brothers?!"