Chapter 3955 Master... I'm sorry, I couldn't accompany you all the time (1)

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He looked at Luo Yunxiao kindly and waved at him, "Since it is your wish, then Master will not force you. Come here, Master has something for you."

Luo Yunxiao stepped forward and respectfully prepared to take it with both hands.

Lu Xingyuan held something in his hand and brought it to Luo Yunxiao, and said warmly, "If you regret it in the future, you will use this to find a teacher..."

Mutation happens at this moment!

In Lu Xingyuan's open hand, a golden light flew out.

As soon as the golden light touched the skin of Luo Yunxiao's wrist, it immediately pierced through the epidermis like a poisonous snake.

Luo Yunxiao only had time to let out a grunt and then fell straight down.

"Little Master--!!"

"Owner--!!!"

Everyone from Xiaoyaomen rushed up, only to find that a small golden cauldron appeared above Luo Yunxiao's head at some point.

The golden light emanating from the cauldron formed a light mask, enveloping Luo Yunxiao in it.

It also blocked Mu Yan and the others from the mask and could not get close.

With the gentle shaking, the sound of wooden fish and Sanskrit sound came from the small cauldron.

But that sound of peaceful Buddha nature made Luo Yunxiao curl up in pain.

The body that had just been healed by Mu Yan was split inch by inch, and the blood instantly stained the snow-white clothes.

"No Phase Causality Cauldron!!"

The kiss let out a scream, and the copper bell-like eyes stared at Lu Xingyuan, "Why is [Wuxiang Yin Ding] in your hands?"

Lu Xingyuan said lightly: "[Wuxiang Karma Ding] I originally gave it to Yin Wuji and Fu Yushu. Isn't it natural that I take it back now?"

[Wuxiang Karma Ding] This is what I gave to Yin Wuji and Fu Yushu—! !

Even in the piercing pain, Luo Yunxiao still heard these words, his bloodshot eyes widened suddenly, staring at Lu Xingyuan, a hoarse and broken voice came from his dry, blood-stained lips and teeth. Overflowing: "Why... why... what?"

Lu Xingyuan avoided his gaze.

Suddenly I put my hands together and recited Amitabha.

The next moment, the clothes on his body were shattered and replaced with a cassock with a red background and gold pattern.

"The poor monk is the second disciple of Bodhidharma, Wu Che. I have followed you Yunxiao all these years, just to keep an eye on the situation of the soul of the world. Just because Yunxiao, you are likely to be the [Red Dust Tribulation Killer]. The last host, after 100,000 years, the catastrophe of the world is imminent, Master, he will never allow any accidents to occur in the killing of the world."

"It turns out... it turns out that everything is fake..." Luo Yunxiao's face was covered in blood, and his facial features, which were originally distorted by pain, suddenly became extremely calm and sad at this moment, and then he couldn't help laughing lowly, " My parents, brothers, and even my most beloved master... all yearning for me to die, waiting for me to die... What is the meaning of my existence in this world?... Just to make you look at me like a joke Struggling in pain, and then saying something pitiful?!"

The voice suddenly raised, with a mournful smile, as if all dreams were shattered.

The laughter, mixed with blood and tears, was heartbreaking.

The eyes of everyone in Xiaoyaomen were red.

Their little uncle!

They are like Jiyue and Qingfeng, the little uncle who looks up to the mountains.

No matter how many injuries he suffered, the little uncle who never cried.

She was actually forced to this field.

The kiss suddenly roared, jumped up, and bit Lu Xingyuan's arm.

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