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Qingyuan's eyelids twitched slightly, but soon, he recited sutras in a low voice, and the panicked or frightened monks below also continued to recite sutras. In the middle of the night, this Sanskrit sound contained a kind of sadness and anger, which spread far and wide. Far…end…

Xiao Fengqing looked at Qingyuan coldly. It was obvious that he would not say another useful word.

"Search!" He spat out a word from his thin lips, and the soldiers outside the temple agreed suddenly. Their armor was clanging, and their swords were shining coldly. The monk looked at Xiao Fengqing standing coldly in front of the Buddha, and was frightened. The entire Donglin Temple was illuminated by torches like daylight, and the Buddhist sect that had been pure for hundreds of years fell into hell.

Xiao Fengqing looked at the panic among the monks in the hall, smiled lazily, sat on the chair again, and said to Qingyuan who closed his eyes and chanted sutras: "You are not so stupid to hide her and bring disaster to Donglin Temple, are you?"

Qingyuan looked up at Xiao Fengqing and said calmly: "Isn't the so-called disaster caused by His Highness Prince Rui?"

Xiao Fengqing looked at his bright eyes and couldn't help but shrink. With such a frank and fearless look, he was clearly a helpless monk. Why did he feel like he was insulting and blasphemous?

Xiao Fengqing turned away, avoiding his gaze, and sneered: "No matter what, when I find her, your Donglin Temple will be in disaster!"

Qingyuan announced the Buddha's name: "That is not a disaster for Donglin Temple, it is a disaster for the entire Yingguo. The emperor should not have mistrusted His Highness at the beginning, and now there are chaos and chaos, and people are in ruins!"

With a "crash", Xiao Fengqing slapped her palm on the table in front of the Buddha. All the offerings jumped up and rolled to the ground, leaving a mess on the ground.

All the monks in the Buddhist hall exclaimed, no one has ever dared to be so rude in front of the golden Buddha. Qingyuan remained motionless, his eyes calm, looking at the furious Xiao Fengqing: "The devil is born from the heart. Your Highness is now in control of the power. If you capture Yingjing, even if you wipe out all the people who oppose you, you will step on the bones everywhere and become a member of the Ninth Five-Year Plan." Your Highness, do you feel a little happy?"

Xiao Fengqing squinted her eyes slightly and looked at this young monk who once was not in his eyes at all. Now, he may be the only one in the world who dares to say these words in front of him.

Qingyuan looked at him without evading him at all.

Soon, the soldiers came forward and knelt down to report: "Your Majesty, King Rui, we have searched the entire temple and have not found the Queen."

Xiao Fengqing's eyes darkened, and he looked at Qingyuan coldly. Suddenly, he smiled, lowered his head, and his long, ink-like hair spread around his face. He lowered his head and said to Qingyuan: "You are cruel enough. You would rather watch the whole temple's monks bury her than tell you where she is."

Qingyuan looked at the demon-like man in front of him, closed his eyes, and said calmly: "Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? His Royal Highness King Rui can't find the queen. If you want to vent your anger, just kill the poor monk. Why bother?" All the monks in the temple?”

As soon as he said this, the monks below couldn't help but be moved. They fell on the ground and recited scriptures even louder. Sanskrit sounds swirled around the sacred and solemn Buddhist hall, and he sat in front of the sacred Buddha, his face gradually becoming peaceful and serene.

Xiao Fengqing looked at him without fear and smiled coldly. He half-smiled but said, "You want me to kill you? Just dream!"

He turned to look at the monks gathered in the field, and a deep bloodthirsty smile flashed in front of his eyes: "I will not kill you, I want you to watch the monks of Donglin Temple die in front of you one by one, until you tell her Where to hide."

The monks in the hall suddenly screamed in an uproar. Some timid monks couldn't help but run out, but there were heavy armored soldiers guarding outside the hall. They waved the knives in their hands, and blood spurted out, and a bloody order spread all over the place. Everyone was shocked. Qingyuan fixedly looked at the tragic scene in front of him that was out of control, and tightly grabbed the rosary in his hand.

The scene where the blood order was out of control became even more chaotic. The monks wanted to rush forward and rush out of the prison, but the blood on the ground prevented them from taking a step forward. Some shouted loudly, some simply knelt in front of the Buddha and prayed loudly, and some looked around. They shouted to get out, but soldiers with weapons outside the temple formed a human wall and blocked them all back.

Xiao Fengqing looked at the chaos in front of her, then looked back at the pale Qingyuan, and smiled: "How about it? All the monks in the temple will be replaced by her. If you are unwilling to hand her over, you will be guilty of one more monk who dies. "

Qingyuan turned around and could still hear the monk's cry and wailing in his ears. He said every word: "Even if the sins of the whole world have to be shouldered by a poor monk alone, he will not hand her over to a cruel person like you." In hand!"

After he finished speaking, he knelt down on the futon, closed his eyes and chanted sutras, without saying a word.

Xiao Fengqing clenched the sword in her hand, with surging anger already boiling in her heart. With just one strike of the sword, the hatefully stubborn young monk in front of her would die under her sword. But it was obvious that he was the only one in the temple who knew Nie Wushuang's true identity. Hideout.

Nie Wushuang... Complex emotions welled up in his deep eyes, this woman who he loved and hated at the same time!

The long night was endless. This night, Donglin Temple stayed up all night. There were swords and swords everywhere and armored soldiers everywhere. They rudely overturned every place where people could hide. Their leather boots stepped on Buddhist scriptures, futons, and even Stepping over the fallen Buddha statue, I could only find traces of a woman.

Qingyuan knelt down in front of the Buddha and chanted for an unknown amount of time before all the soldiers in the hall retreated. Xiao Fengqing looked at him and sneered: "Three days, I'll give you three days. If you don't hand her over, I will massacre the temple!"

He looked into his cold and clear eyes and smiled crazily: "Don't think that I can't do it, and don't challenge my bottom line. I am no longer the Rui King I was before. I am Xiao Fengqing who rebelled and conspired! "

He sneered and left. Amidst the long laughter, Qingyuan looked at the golden Buddha statue hanging down in front of him, lowered his head and fell to the ground. It took him a long time to find his own voice: "Buddha, please protect me."

I, Donglin Temple, please protect my great people! "

On the horizon, a blood-like sun rises, and its red light reflects on the faces of gods and Buddhas, invisibly shrouding them like blood.

In this chaotic world, there is a kind of disaster that even gods and Buddhas cannot protect.

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Xiao Fengqing is playing cool and cruel, the pitiful and infatuated Qingyuan, and the terrified Nie Wushuang hiding in the secret room...

I admit, I am also confused...

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