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952. Chapter 952 Defecting from the division [4]

His cultivation is indeed not as good as Master Du'e.

"That is the calamity of his life. He cannot escape it." Master Du'e shook his head, "If he can survive it, he will come back."

Tribulation...

The face of the abbot master is a little ugly. Does this mean that this calamity cannot be overcome and Fanyin Temple will lose such a talented disciple from now on?

Hey... Demons! Demons are really hateful!

Looking at Master Du'e shaking his head and walking away, his trembling steps were no longer as energetic as before.

Just now, in order to suppress the demon clan with the Demon-Conquering Bell, Master Du'e must have used all his strength.

After a day of stalemate, they still couldn't seal her.

That demon clan is really terrifying...

If one day in the future, she really becomes a demon and brings trouble to the world, that will be a terrible thing after all!

The Buddha's decree has never been missed.

That girl is not a kind person...

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The lush woods have been sparsely populated for many years, and the ground is covered with thick fallen leaves. The sun shines on the ground, creating mottled shadows.

A few small animals were looking for food among the grass, everything was so quiet and peaceful.

Suddenly, a ray of golden light shot down from above the branches, and then, the lush branches and leaves were violently knocked open with a huge gap!

Two figures fell out of the golden light and fell heavily to the ground covered with fallen leaves.

"Cough cough cough..." His chest was shaken, and Wujiang couldn't suppress his cough, but he still held Hua Xi with both hands.

When it fell, he was cushioned underneath, so the impact he received was naturally very heavy.

But with Hua Xi above him, it was relatively easy.

However, hearing his dull cough, Hua Xi immediately turned over and asked hoarsely: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Wujiang shook his head, but a trace of blood slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

When he was hit by Master Du'e's 'swastika' curse seal just now, he suffered serious internal injuries.

Later, he took her to escape from Fanyin Temple and exhausted all his spiritual power.

That's why it couldn't maintain the pagoda's golden body in mid-air and fell directly.

"You are seriously injured, don't move." Hua Xi got up, her eyes were dizzy and darkened.

She fought against Master Du'e, and all her spiritual power was consumed by the Demon-Conquering Bell. At this moment, she was at the end of her battle.

She bit her lips and managed to hold on for a while. After she felt a little better, she rummaged through the talismans.

Where to put the healing elixir?

Both of them were seriously injured. If they had not escaped from Fanyin Temple, the monks would not have been able to resist whatever they wanted to do to her.

Fortunately I escaped.

Thinking of that nightmare-like experience, in The Bell of Conquering Demons, my consciousness almost collapsed, and I almost became possessed by a demon.

She doesn't want to be possessed, she likes this world, and she doesn't want to be expelled from the world she likes...

Hua Xi bit her lip, feeling uncomfortable, really uncomfortable.

I finally found the healing elixir, took it out, opened the cork, and with a shake of my hand, half the bottle of elixir spilled out.

With trembling hands, she took out one and handed it to Wujiang's mouth.

"Eat it."

Wujiang opened his mouth to swallow the pill, glanced at Hua Xi's pale face, and couldn't help but raise his hand and grab her hand.

"Hua Xi..."

"Yeah." Hua Xi responded and forced a smile, "Why don't you call me donor?"

He used to be so stubborn. He kept asking her to change things, but he refused.

"I want to call your name."


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