"Luo Yunxiao, it's Luo Yunxiao!!"

When Shanhui said these three words, she gritted her teeth and wanted to tear people to pieces.

Luo Yunxiao?

Jingyuan at first glance just felt that this name sounded familiar.

When he realized it, he suddenly widened his eyes.

Luo Yunxiao?!

Isn’t that Yumo’s uncle?!

When he was on the floating island, he saw through Jun Muyan's identity as the musician, and Luo Yunxiao warned him and made a fight with him.

And he didn't want to hurt Yumo, so he followed the situation and the two tied, just pretending that this matter had never existed.

"Senior brother, have you... been wrong? Why did Luo Yunxiao kill Dafeng Temple?"

These two parties are clearly inseparable from each other.

Could it be to conceal Jun Muyan Shenle’s identity?

Shanhui suddenly turned her head and stared at him, "Jingyuan, how do you know Luo Yunxiao?"

There are not many people in the entire Dafeng Temple who know about the robbery and killing in the world.

In addition to Bodhidharma, Cien and Shanhui and Wuche were only Shanhui's great disciple Xuanzhen and several respected elders of Dapesi Temple.

Jingyuan didn’t know [Red Dust and Killing], and it was logical that he could not know Luo Yunxiao.

Jingyuan subconsciously avoided Shanhui's gaze and whispered: "I once met Luo Yunxiao on the floating island."

After pausing, he couldn't help but say, "I think this person is not a cruel and murderous person, why..."

"Jingyuan, are you talking to the devil?"

Shanhui slapped the table suddenly and almost rushed up.

But because his legs were destroyed and he could not recover, he could only fall down in a mess.

Jingyuan reached out to help him, Shanhui waved his hand away and said sternly: "Jingyuan, look, hello [     www.biquga.info] Let's take a look at what this Great Compassion Temple has become now? Master's life and death are uncertain. How many monks' souls have flew out of the sky, Great Compassion Temple has become a ruin. With such a demon, you actually want to protect him?!"

"Senior brother, I'm not..."

"Amitabha, Master Jingyuan, you don't know that the devil attacked my Dafeng Temple to take away the treasures of the temple." The little shaman who was serving Shanhui could not help but speak, "Luo Yunxiao is carrying many devils. They kill people when they see them, and destroy houses when they see them. Not only the Dafeng Temple, but also the innocent believers in the city of Cixi."

Jingyuan's pupils shrank.

Before he could ask, Shanhui said in a hoarse voice: "Jingyuan, do you still remember the second junior brother who treated you as a brother? Wuche... also died at the hands of Luo Yunxiao. Now even the only hope of resurrection Wuche - the Resurrection Lamp, was taken away by the devil. Now you say that he is not a killer. Jingyuan, are you worthy of your second senior brother?"

Jingyuan felt his chest tremble and his head buzzed. After a while, he said hoarsely: "Why... Luo Yunxiao wants to kill the second senior brother? How did he kill the second senior brother?"

He suddenly raised his head, his gentle and shy handsome face in the past was filled with a biting murderous intent, and his clear eyes also turned blood red in an instant.

"Senior Brother, where are the second brothers in recent years? What are you doing? Is it related to Luo Yunxiao?! What's the matter you hide from me?!"

Shanhui met Jingyuan's red eyes, and a trace of indescribable fear emerged in her heart.

But soon, a trace of offended anger flashed through his eyes and he sternly said, "Jingyuan, is this your attitude to talk to your senior brother?!"
Chapter completed!