As a demon herself, she didn't find it too strange.
But Wuji is so weird!
How is it possible? If he is a demon, how can he become a Buddha? Where did his wisdom and understanding come from?
Feng Ling's face was gloomy, as if she wanted to shatter the hope she was holding tightly, and her voice suddenly became a bit colder!
"If he had nothing to do with the demon clan, how could he have opened my Demon Eye of Wind back then!"
The cold words, as if each one was frozen, turned into sharp ice picks, piercing Hua Xi's heart one by one!
Two years ago, the Demonic Eye of Wind...
Under the confusion of Mei Die, he struggled to hold on to his obsession and Buddha nature.
The painful confusion and suppressed longing made his eyes turn red like bleeding.
Wujiang didn't hurt her. At that time, they were drained of spiritual energy by the barrier, but he actually opened Feng Ling's barrier and let her escape...
Hua Xi looked at Feng Ling blankly and murmured: "He used all his strength to open it..."
"All the power?" Feng Ling said mockingly, "What do you think the Demonic Eye of Wind is? Even after Ji Yuan was locked up, it was impossible to open it. The monk only had the strength of the sixth heaven at that time."
"I don't believe it." Hua Xi still insisted that she had no prejudice against the demons.
But if it was Wujiang, she didn't want to believe it.
How can this be?
If Jia was a demon, she wouldn't feel such heartache, but how could Wujiang do it?
How could fate be arranged like this? Such a reversal of black and white, confusion between Buddha and demon...
Wujiang wants to become a Buddha!
His eyes suddenly became wet, Hua Xi still shook his head and said: "If he is a demon, how could Master Du'e accept him as a disciple? Is Master Du'e also confused?"
Seeing her cry, Feng Ling's heart felt like it was being cut by a knife, and it hurt violently.
He slowly tightened his fists, took a deep breath, and said: "He is not necessarily a demon, it's just that he is closely related to the demons."
"He won't become a demon." Hua Xi sniffed, "As for killing Master Du'e, it must be a misunderstanding."
"It is said that many disciples of Fanyin Temple saw it with their own eyes, and even the abbot saw it. Is there any misunderstanding?" Feng Ling said coldly.
Hua Xi bit her lip gently: "What you see with your eyes may not be true."
"Oh? You can't believe it with your own eyes, so tell me, what can be believed?" Feng Ling said sarcastically.
"Fengling, I don't want to argue with you. If I save Feng Lan, can you let Wujiang go?"
"The monk is dispensable to me, but with your current strength, I doubt whether you can save Feng Lan."
"I don't dare to boast about Haikou now. I can only say that I will try my best!" Hua Xi said cautiously.
She doesn't know if she can succeed, but for the sake of Wujiang, she is willing to try anything!
Feng Ling didn't completely trust her, but just said: "Let me think about this matter."
"Feng Lan's life is at stake, I'm afraid I don't have time for you to think about it." Hua Xi looked at him quietly.
Feng Ling was speechless, and finally said slowly: "Okay, I believe you once!"
Hua Xi laughed and followed him to see Feng Lan without hesitation.
The maid didn't even have time to announce, before she and Feng Lan entered the room.
Just in time, the magic doctor boiled the medicine and brought it in. Wujiang took it and fed it to Feng Lan one by one.
