Feng Ran asked such a question endlessly, and a question mark appeared on Xie Wanyou's head. He couldn't help but ask strangely: "Why do you want to kill him suddenly? Also, he is not related to me, so he died

Yes, why should I be sad?"

Feng Ranzhi stared coldly at the figure of the white-haired Buddha: "Looking at his appearance, I feel that it is really an eyesore."

Xie Wanyou: "?"

She turned her head and looked at Fozi, guessing that Feng Ranzhou might have had some trouble with Fozi before.

Since ancient times, good and evil have not coexisted, and it is normal for the Demon Lord and the Buddha not to deal with each other.

Xie Wanyou didn't think much, stretched out his hand to smooth Feng Ranzhou's hair, and said in a low voice: "Okay, then you must be careful. After all, he has Taoist Buddha's light to protect his body. That thing is very harmful to demon cultivators. You

If you go up against him, you will inevitably suffer a loss."

As Feng Ranzhou listened to her words, the pair of tiger ears on his head moved deftly, and his tense back quietly relaxed: "Don't you ask me why I want to kill him?"

"Don't you mean he's not pleasing to the eye?" Xie Wanyou secretly poked at his black paw pads, suppressed the thought of pinching the tiger's ears, and asked seriously: "Isn't that the reason? Then tell me, why do you want to solve it?

he?"

Feng Ranzhou withdrew his paw from her hand, paused, and said calmly: "I heard that you liked him before."

Xie Wanyou tilted his head slightly, and then realized that the original owner had done many ridiculous things in the past, and the entanglement with Buddha was one of them. It was impossible that Feng Ranzhou had never heard of it, and now that he suddenly asked about it, he must be jealous

.

Xie Wanyou had nothing to feel guilty about, and said frankly: "I admired him for a while. That time, Xuancang Sword Sect discovered nearly hundreds of resentful ghosts in a remote town in the world of cultivation, and they needed Buddhist purification and salvation.

, the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect sent a disciple of Buddha. When the resentful ghosts were being eliminated, I was trapped in the cave and was about to be swallowed by the ghost king. It was the disciple of Buddha who saved me."

Xie Wanyou could actually understand the original owner. When he was on the verge of death, someone suddenly appeared like a god. He was good-looking, so it was reasonable for him to be attracted to him. Moreover, the Buddha was compassionate and loved all living beings. He took great care of the injured original owner at first.

The original owner lacked love since childhood and could be said to have been growing up in darkness. When he suddenly met such a radiant person, he couldn't resist it at all.

However, Buddha's heart was full of common people and had no intention of having an affair between a man and a woman, so he declined her. Later, the original owner tried all possible means. Buddha saw her dark side, and from then on he treated her politely and stayed away from her. The two of them had a complete quarrel.

Turned over.

Xie Wanyou stopped recalling and shook his head: "But now, I have no other feelings for him. You don't have to--what's wrong with you?"

Seeing the difference in Feng Ranzhou's expression, Xie Wanyou couldn't help but feel a little strange.

Feng Ranzhou was silent for a moment, and his expression became even weirder: "The town you are talking about, is Yongmeng Town?"

Xie Wanyou thought for a moment and nodded slowly: "It seems to be called this name, but how do you know that place?"

Feng Ranzhou's tone became more and more gloomy: "I was there at that time to devour the power of the ghost king. When I arrived, the ghost king still had a breath of life. You should have just left."

Xie Wanyou was stunned: "Ah?"

What a coincidence. It turned out that their fate lines had overlapped before, but they missed it by mistake.

However, Xie Wanyou thought about it and felt that it was no pity. Seeing that Feng Ranzhou seemed a little upset, he comforted him in turn: "It would be useless even if you met me at that time. Think about it, if the Buddha sees you

, will definitely take action against you, what will you do after being attacked by Buddha?"

Feng Ranzhou paused suspiciously, then reluctantly faced the reality: "Fight back."

With Feng Ranzhou's strength, once they fought, Xie Wanyou, who was in urgent need of treatment, would have no way of surviving.

Xie Wanyou: "So, everything is the best arrangement."

Besides, what Feng Ranzhou saw at that time was not the same person she is now.

Feng Ranzhi stopped talking. This is the reason, but it is impossible to say that he is not regretful.

Seeing this, Xie Wanyou changed the subject: "You just suddenly said you wanted to kill the Buddha. Is that because of this?"

Feng Ranzhou retracted his thoughts, glanced at her, and said in a slightly mocking tone: "I learned from you

If it is confiscated, there is a plot in the book where the heroine escapes and the young demon master who loses his beloved finds a substitute who looks very similar to the heroine."

Xie Wanyou: "???"

Xie Wanyou looked at the white-haired Buddha and remembered Feng Ranzhou's silver hair. Then she realized something and couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth: "...that's why you think I'm with you because I want you to be the substitute of the Buddha."

?”

What does this mean? Feng Ranzhou had just seen such a plot of catching a horse, but he actually inexplicably substituted himself as the substitute?

Xie Wanyou was filled with grief and pointed at him: "I told you not to let you see it at the beginning, but you refused to listen. Now it's better, and your head is no longer clean."

"Blame me? Who brought the book back first?" Feng Ranzhou raised his chin slightly, glanced coldly at Xie Wanyou's finger pointing at him, and suddenly leaned over and bit her finger.

Xie Wanyou: "..." As expected, he is a cat, and he bites people at every turn.

When Xie Zhuoxing heard about the book, he immediately stuck his head out: "What kind of book is it? Xiaobai wants to read it too!"

"No," Feng Ranzhou put a paw on its forehead and pushed it back: "That is a book that children cannot read."

Xie Zhuoxing retreated with a groan, and angrily took a bite of the tip of Feng Ranzhou's tail.

Xie Wanyou took a deep breath, frowned, and was a little disappointed: "However, that book actually had such a plot later on. I thought that the young master of the demon tribe was very affectionate. How is he different from a scumbag by doing this?

?”

Feng Ranzhou said casually: "He didn't really betray. When the critical moment came, he let the substitute go and realized that the only person he really liked was the heroine."

At this point, he narrowed his eyes and said in a dangerous tone: "I will not be anyone's shadow. If one day I find out that you are really lying to me..."

Xie Wanyou was curious: "Then what do you do?"

Feng Ranzhou didn't answer. He patted the back of her hand meaningfully with his paw, turned around and returned to her sleeves: "It's time, let's go on stage to draw lots."

Xie Wanyou believed that she had a clear conscience, so she had nothing to be afraid of. It was just a pity that the storybook was confiscated by Feng Ranzhou. The plot in the following chapters was so catchy that she spurned her. In fact, she really wanted to read it...

The monks on the stage began to roll call, Xie Wanyou recovered his thoughts and went to the stage to draw lots.

She didn't know that after she left, the white-haired Buddha suddenly turned his head and glanced at her without any waves.

His eye color is very light. At first glance, it looks like a calm pool of water, but when you look closely, it looks more like a sea that contains all things.

Master Wuyun beside him smiled and said, "But did you see anything unusual?"

Buddha lowered his eyes and spoke in a soothing voice: "Nothing."

Master Wuyun said: "The Master of Fushuang Sword, whom the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect has been waiting for for many years, is about to appear. You seem to be confused."

The Buddha then said: "Disciple is indeed confused. Master once said that the Buddha claims to be Avalokitesvara and seeks to save people in the world. If he wants to save the world, everyone should do something. How can one person save the world by himself?

It’s such an evil thing, why would you put all your hopes on one person? I really don’t understand.”

"It's fate." Master Wuyun looked at the illusory sky. Although his eyes were a little cloudy, his vision was still clear: "It's fate that tells us that only by this arrangement can all this have the only solution."

Buddha shook his head and fell silent.

Since the Fushuang Sword came out and was suppressed in the Jiange, the mission of every Buddhist disciple of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect is to guard the Fushuang Sword and wait for the sword master to appear.

This is the mission of all Buddhists, and it is also his mission.

When he first became sensible, he knew about the existence of the Fushuang Sword Master. He originally thought that he would live a miserable life like countless Buddhists before him. Until the moment of his death, he would not be able to wait for the legendary master.

The sword master appears.

But he didn't expect that the sword hanging high above the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect would suddenly fall when he became the disciple of Buddha.

He didn't know if he could successfully complete his mission. For the Master of Fushuang Sword, whom the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect had been waiting for for thousands of years, he only felt strange and confused in his heart.

It was like seeing a wheel of fate coming to him across the endless time. He had no choice but to avoid it.

To be able to be carried forward and sail towards an unknown future.

Ever since he knew that the Sword Master would appear in this world, as the time drew closer, he had often been thinking recently, what kind of person was the Sword Master?

Can she/he really save everyone in this unprecedented horrific disaster?

How can she/he shake such a huge evil with just one person?

Fuzi couldn't understand, but it was undeniable that he was looking forward to the sword master.

Such a savior must be a hidden power who cares about the common people.

On the stage, the promotion competition began.

At this time, City Lord Xue arrived belatedly with his eldest son, and smiled and apologized to the people at the table.

Of course, the others would not be ungrateful to the city lord because of their lack of emotional intelligence, so they waved their hands politely. When everyone started talking, their voices inevitably became a little noisier, so Fozi glanced over there.

His eyes accidentally collided with another person in the air. Mr. Xue twitched the corners of his lips at him and turned his eyes away.

Fozi was vaguely aware of the malice in that gaze and stared at it for a while. At this time, Master Xue coughed twice and his face turned a little pale. City Master Xue immediately led him nervously towards Master Tianyuan.

seat, then leaned over and asked something.

After hearing this, Master Tianyuan calmly checked Young Master Xue's pulse, pondered for a moment, and handed Young Master Xue a bottle of elixir.

Mr. Xue took the medicine and after taking it, his complexion improved visibly.

City Lord Xue breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and thanked him, and then led Mr. Xue to sit down at the table.

At this time, another group of people came. Fozi noticed that everyone's faces became very ugly after seeing the people coming.

"Why, we are all old friends. You don't welcome me," Taoist Xuanyou, dressed in red, approached and looked at these former enemies with a smile.
To be continued...