Of all the people present, who else but Lin Fan could carry the thunder with his own body?

Qin Ge was the first to raise his hand. I have faced this kind of thing.

But the thunder he faced was a very weak thunder. It was nothing at all. Compared with the thunder Lin Fan faced, it was so different that there was no comparability between the two.

"Holy Monk..."

They regarded the divine monk as a guiding light to illuminate the road ahead, but now the divine monk was about to leave, completely disrupting their position.

The holy monk turned around, clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, dear donors, this crusade has been a joke from the beginning. How could gods be uneasy looking at this female donor?"

"God is kind enough to save lives. He put down his butcher's knife and became a Buddha immediately. Donor Zhao promised not to commit murder from now on. We should choose to believe it and give her a chance to change her ways."

"Any benefactor who wants to leave with the poor monk can come with me."

The holy monk is helpless.

When you reach this age in practice, your horizons must be widened, your thoughts must be active, and you must be able to stretch and shrink. This is the true meaning.

"Monk, I'm with you."

"Me too."

…

You can only have safety if you follow the holy monk. If you encounter someone who robs and kills you on the way, wouldn't it be doomed?

The holy monk said goodbye to Lin Fan and walked very gracefully and quickly, as if a tiger was chasing him. If he didn't walk faster, he would be eaten by the tiger.

"this……"

"Why!"

Some people shook their heads in distress. They were here to get rid of the devil, but until now, they were all retreating, which caught them off guard.

Especially the divine monk, who was a leader, was the first to retreat, which was a huge blow to them.

"Farewell!" The demon master clasped his fists and then drifted away.

The most unwilling person is the prince.

Seeing everyone leaving, he felt anxious for a moment.

Damn it!

Don't leave.

If you all leave, what will I do? I want to become a saint, but now I am very confused and don't know what to do.

Think about it...

"Monk, wait for me."

His only backer, the holy monk, has already retreated. What else can he do if he stays here? Naturally, he can retreat as far as he can. If he continues to stay here, he is asking for trouble.

even……

He felt that Zhao Zhenle would kill him.

An operation to defeat the devil was completely foiled just because of Lin Fan's existence.

A few months later!

Zhao Zhenle and Lin Fan have always stayed in the palace.

Who will inherit the throne?

Originally, Zhao Zhenle wanted to inherit the throne, but was blocked by Lin Fan. For Lin Fan, he could see through it at a glance. Zhenle's character was very evil. If she became the empress, it would bring disaster to the people of the world.

The only prince became the Holy Emperor.

His status was recognized by the powerful officials in the palace, but the prince was very miserable. He could not return to the palace, so he could only go to court and work outside, and he could not make the final decision on some things.

For him, this matter was really frustrating. He was so frustrated that he wanted to go to the palace to fight Zhao Zhenle with a knife.

These are just things to think about.

Even if you give him ten courages, he won't dare.

Mid-Autumn Festival, full moon.

night!

Zhao Zhenle stood in front of the window and looked up at the sky.

"The moonlight is beautiful."

She feels at ease now. She doesn't have those worries and everything has been resolved.

A black cloud floated quietly in the sky.

The full moon is blooming with brilliance.

Two rounds of perfection appeared in Zhao Zhenle's eyes. Suddenly, her heart beat violently, thump thump thump... It was as if someone was hitting her heart hard with a hammer.

Consciousness enters a wonderful space.

Time seems to stand still.

The evil nature suppressed in the heart was released a thousand times.

"That's not what I want."

A strong evil spirit appeared on Zhao Zhenle's face. It was only at this moment that the real secret of the "Nine Nether Divine Code" slowly emerged. The unique skills could no longer be created by ordinary people.

Thousands of years ago, the person who practiced the "Nine Nether Divine Canon" faced the thunder and fell directly without any follow-up.

But now, because of Lin Fan's appearance, Tianlei did not destroy Zhao Zhenle, so the characteristics of the "Nine Nether Divine Code" were fully revealed. After that disaster, just wait for the full moon to appear, completely releasing the evil nature of the Divine Code, and the strength will be

Geometrically doubled, no one can stop it, no one can stop it.

brush!

In an instant, Zhao Zhenle disappeared from the house, and a ray of black light fled into the distance.

inside the house.

"Zhenle, you're a little naughty." Lin Fan stood in front of the table, kneading the dough and preparing to make some mooncakes. Although he didn't know how to make mooncakes, as long as they were round, it would be fine.

At this time, he felt the aura emanating from Zhao Zhenle's body, which was very evil and terrifying. At the same time, he ran away into the distance. He could only follow closely behind her to see what she wanted to do.

A luxurious mansion.

Prince Zhao, who inherited the throne, sighed and had a headache. Every day, memorials were handed to him, saying that it was on him, which was true. The jade seal was beside him. It would be embarrassing to say that it was not the case. He could not go to the palace, so he had to

Stay in this shitty place.

Although the mansion here is very luxurious, compared with the palace, the gap is really huge.

One sky and one earth.

What can be compared?

He really wanted to move back to the palace, but there was that terrible woman in the palace. Thinking of those hermit masters, he became very angry. When they didn't take action, they all behaved very mysteriously.

After arriving at the scene, he ran away faster than anyone else.

Even his most trusted priest is like this.

"Oh, why is it so cold?"

He was shivering. There was no wind, but there was a biting feeling of cold wind, as if he was in an ice cellar, cold from the outside to the inside.

Get up and prepare to close the door.

He walked to the door and made a move to close the door. Suddenly, he froze and saw a figure standing on the wall under the moonlight.

With the help of moonlight.

He saw clearly who that figure was.

"Zhao Zhenle!"

moment.

His face was as pale as a piece of paper, and he wanted to run away in a panic. But in this situation, where could he run? He shouted heartbreakingly at the top of his lungs.

"The holy monk save me."

"Save me."

After leaving the palace, the divine monk returned to his mountain to practice in seclusion and really didn't come out, but Prince Zhao felt very uneasy. There was no strong person to protect him. What if he encountered danger?

So after he became a saint, he personally went to see the holy monk.

At the beginning, the holy monk refused to leave the mountain even if he died.

no way.

Prince Zhao, who had become the Holy Emperor, appraised the divine monk, kowtowed to him and begged him to come out of the mountain, and at the same time granted him the status of national master. In the end, the divine monk sighed helplessly, the real dragon was invited by the world, and I had no choice but to break his promise, otherwise he would give up the world to comfort him.

regardless of.

If I don’t go to hell, who will?
To be continued...