Rujing

He wore a black robe, a garland inlaid with gold and jade, a crown made of ivory, giant clam, red coral and other precious jewels on his head, an antelope horn necklace on his neck, and a handle hanging from his waist. His shoulder-length black hair is slightly curly, his brows are slightly red, his pupils are full of dark and dirty haze, and his skin as white as rice paper has bulging black meridians, lingering with death.

Several people in the car recognized him as a typical believer, but were confused by his identity.

Fu Lao frowned and thought about it, shaking his head again and again, "He wears a crown and is dressed as a believer. Could it be King Makhaki? No, no, if it were King Mokhaki, how could he build such a temple to slaughter believers? That's right. ! Massacre believers! This must be King Jantara! King Jantara hated Buddhism, so he destroyed Buddhist temples and massacred monks and believers all over the country! But..." His eyes returned to the attire of the resurrected person, but Zhidao: "Could it be that King Zhandoluo is also a believer?"

However, Fu Yantao's eyes lit up when he saw the bewitching beauty of the black-robed believer.

The believer in black robe was full of lifelessness, staring at the group of people with dark eyes, his thin dark purple lips parted slightly, and slowly uttered a sentence: "You despise the royal power, you should go to hell."

"Be careful! He's going to attack!" An Ting kept staring at the opponent's every move, not daring to relax at all, so when the opponent's fingers moved slightly, she immediately noticed and gave a sound reminder.

Jiang Rujing also saw it, but was extremely aggrieved.

If it was normal, he would have already raised his sword, no matter whether he was a man, a monster, a devil or a ghost, he would have a good fight first, but now Li Wei, in the face of such a force, he might be like a mantis with arms, ready to break with a single blow.

You have to think of a way.

Doesn't that person often use the weak against the strong?

How did he do it?

Jiang Rujing didn't have time to think carefully in his heart, so he blurted out "Wait a minute".

Unexpectedly, the other party didn't stop as he said, and pulled out the waist knife and slashed across the air. Jiang Rujing swung the knife habitually to block it, and was sent ten meters away by the terrifying force contained in the wind of the knife, smashing several statues along the way. The solidified relief soldier finally hit a stone pillar and fell, lying on the ground twitching.

An Ting and Deng Qing were shocked and wanted to run to help him up, but they stopped when they remembered the car behind them.

Their first task was to protect the three people in the car, to be precise, Fu Lao.

At that moment, An Ting raised her pistol and started shooting wildly at the black-robed believer. Deng Qing took this opportunity to quickly take out other hot weapons from the trunk.

The black-robed believer had obviously never seen the weapon in An Ting's hand, and was caught off guard, but——

The bullet penetrated less than half a centimeter into his chest, and he couldn't penetrate any more. The heat burned his skin for a moment, and then he returned to its original state.

The black-robed believer lightly brushed off more than a dozen bullets on his body, his eyes darkened again, and his anger ignited, "The crime of regicide, you will be in the way of animals!" After the words fell, he put the waist knife in front of his body, lips Read a prayer.

As he recited the prayer faster and faster, the waist knife seemed to come alive, and a red light began to appear on the knife body, rising and falling, until the whole waist knife seemed to be pierced into the human body, and the whole body was blood red!

An Ting and Deng Qing's face changed drastically, and he felt that the other party was going to make a big move.

Achamoluo sighed softly, and opened the scripture in his hand.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came, asking:

"You used this knife to kill 99 of your brothers and sisters?"

The black-robed believer—King Zhandoluo suddenly stopped, and the scarlet blood light on the waist knife dissipated instantly.

He turned his head slowly, staring fixedly at Jiang Rujing with his red eyes, and said word by word: "When your soul flies away, you will never enter reincarnation!"

Jiang Rujing stuck the knife on the ground, leaned on the knife and got up, laughing loudly: "Hahahahahaha! The crime of murdering relatives, I think you are the one who will never enter reincarnation!"

When King Zhandoluo heard the words, a look of pain appeared on his face, he pursed his lips tightly, and then roared angrily, and raised his knife to kill Jiang Rujing.

"Run, brat!" Deng Qing roared anxiously.

"Bang bang bang!" An Ting completed the action of changing the magazine and shooting in a second.

"You practice samadhi, it is born of dust..." Achamoluo began to read the scriptures.

When the waist knife was cut in front of Jiang Rujing, Jiang Rujing suddenly asked without thinking: "What did they do to you?"

The cold blade stopped in front of his eyes.

The three people who were about to rescue him not far away were stunned.

Jiang Rujing's eyes were gentle, her expression was compassionate, and her words were filled with pity. She asked softly again: "Poor child, what did they do to you to make you suffer so much?"

He asked so lightly, so lightly, as if he was afraid that if his tone was a little louder, the person in front of him would be hurt.

A trace of bewilderment appeared on King Zhanduoluo's cold and stern face, "They..."

Jiang Rujing looked sad, as if her heart ached for the person in front of her, "You must have suffered a lot..."

He let go of the knife used as a support, slowly stretched out his right hand, then paused with some hesitation, and asked cautiously: "Can I... touch your head? I mean, you look, A good boy."

A little bit of darkness and blood red faded from King Zhandoluo's eyes, and he nodded without a trace.

Jiang Rujing showed a smile as pure as a lotus, as if a smile could save all beings.He put his hand on the top of King Chandoro's head, stroked it twice, and then smiled warmly and purely, "You are so cute."

"When—" the waist knife fell to the ground, King Zhandoluo took two steps back, his eyes flustered and his expression was at a loss.

"My dear, what kind of routine is this?" Deng Qing said in astonishment.

Jiang Rujing showed a hurt look, and her tone was [-]% understanding and [-]% sad, "You hate me?"

King Zhandoluo was stiff all over and said nothing.

Jiang Rujing lowered her head slightly, "I just want to help you."

King Chandora relaxed a little.

Jiang Rujing raised her head, her eyes were sincere and compassionate, "If you have any pain, you can tell me, I am willing to help you share some."

Zhan Doro was silent for a long time.

Just when Jiang Rujing felt that the play was about to run out, and wanted to communicate with the three people over there with his eyes, King Zhan Duo Luo suddenly spoke.

"They did terrible things to me."

Jiang Rujing was taken aback, was this a hit?

Jiang Rujing quietly stared at the painful-looking person in front of her, as if pouring out the deepest tenderness and tolerance, listening to the other person's suffering.

King Chantara seemed to be immersed in the haze of the past, he closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling violently, "I asked for help everywhere, but no one rescued me from the fire and water." He took a deep breath, and then opened his eyes. Yan, "So then I killed them all!"

Jiang Rujing cursed angrily in her heart, but her face was full of worry, "Then your father is not..."

"No." King Chandoro interrupted lightly.

There was a strange look in his eyes, and his tone was subtle, "After I killed someone, I joined Buddhism, and my sins were forgiven."

Jiang Rujing finally couldn't hold back anymore, she was extremely shocked.

The author has something to say:

One year, Jiang Rujing was still Juntian Little Tyrannosaurus, and Li Lie was Xie Zhijian. They came to Yanshan and met an injured Yanshan sparrow. The mountain sparrow was even more merciless when it spewed fire.

Li Lie (compassionate expression): God, poor child, what did they do to you?

Smokey Mountain Sparrow: It landed on the ground.

Li Lie (broken): You must have suffered a lot, right?

Yanshan Spirit Sparrow: I made a fire.

Li Lie (cautiously): Can I touch you?You seem like a good boy, I don't think you will hurt people casually like others say.

Smoky Mountain Sparrow: Chirp.

Li Lie (reaching out to touch): You are so cute~

Smokey Mountain Sparrow: Peck!

Li Lie (sad): Do you hate me?I just want to help you.

Yanshan Lingque: Tilted his head, stepped forward and rubbed Li Lie's hand with his head.

A day later, Li Mengxin smiled and said, "Rujing Daoist ~ I have tamed a new spiritual pet, let me show you!"