Villain: Reincarnation exposed, the heroine collectively cried and begged for my forgiveness

"Didn't you see the little monk?"

Ling Qingyao murmured heavily in her heart.

"Amitabha!"

"Yes. When the old monk arrived, there was no one there. Only some traces of battle remained."

"For this reason, the old monk searched there, but found nothing."

When Ling Qingyao heard this, her heart was heavy.

No trace of the little monk was found?

"Could it be that I didn't arrive in time and the little monk didn't hold on?"

The more Ling Qingyao thought about it, the more she felt it was possible.

A dull pain in my heart.

Tears fell down unconsciously.

Little by little details of her acquaintance with Mo Hengyu surfaced in her heart.

Back then, during the Buddha Festival, Mo Hengyu looked at her bewilderedly.She thought it was their first meeting.

Later, she gradually found out that they had met each other very early on.

That year, they were still young because of a bunch of candied haws.After that, Mo Hengyu entered Mingkong Temple, and had that meeting later.

No wonder she thought Mo Hengyu looked familiar at that time?
Later, she was seriously injured and fled to Mingkong Temple.The two of them got acquainted.It's been a pleasure to get along.

At that time, I slowly became curious about him and wanted to know him.

After that, he was invited to participate in the Cangye Dynasty's listening banquet.

An accident happened at the Tingfeng Banquet, and Mo Hengyu has been guarding her side.

"Little monk, I'm sorry. It's all my fault, I'm the one who got you involved."

Ling Qingyao burst into tears and murmured.

"I'm sorry little monk, I should hurry up."

"It's my fault."

"If we hurry up, we can save you."

Ling Qingyao burst into tears.

She didn't know all of this, and it had nothing to do with her.It's just that the abbot doesn't want to save Mo Hengyu.

But she doesn't know all this yet.

"Amitabha."

The abbot looked at Ling Qingyao's appearance, and recited the Buddha's name: "Princess, don't worry about it. It is the purpose of my Buddhist disciples to help the world and save people. He just did what he should do."

Ling Qingyao didn't listen to what he was saying at all.

wallow in pain.

Tears fell from time to time.

Seeing her appearance, the abbot left the room without saying anything.

He knew it was useless to say anything at this time.

"This……"

The sound of crying kept coming from the room, and Aunt Wang was outside the room, listening to Ling Qingyao's heart-piercing cry.

Looking at the abbot, he was a little at a loss.

She didn't know what happened in the room, but hearing Ling Qingyao's crying, it was obvious that something very sad had happened.

That little monk seemed very important to Ling Qingyao.

"Look at her!"

There was no trace of compassion on the abbot's face.

Said to Aunt Wang.

Aunt Wang was slightly taken aback when she heard this.

Wei Wei salutes: "Yes!"

After speaking, the figure of the abbot disappeared in the Zen courtyard.

Aunt Wang let out a long breath of relief.

The aura of the abbot made her feel a lot of pressure. As soon as the abbot left, she felt that the pressure disappeared instantly.

Obviously, the identities of the two are not that simple.

It's just that Ling Qingyao doesn't know all this.

At this time, she was immersed in the pain of losing Mo Hengyu.

……

State of Yu, the capital of the emperor.

Inside a mansion.

This mansion is eerie.

Although the sun was shining brightly in the sky at this time, the mansion was lifeless and could not see any sunlight.

Pedestrians on the road shrank unconsciously when they passed by this mansion. The cold atmosphere here made people very uncomfortable.

The people in the mansion were all dressed in black, silent.

Even if everyone in the mansion met, they just nodded and saluted.

There are no words.

It is very strange to look at the mountain.

In the depths of the mansion, an attic.

The demonic flames were raging in the attic, and the monstrous demonic energy shot straight into the sky.It looks extremely tyrannical.

"hey-hey!"

"How is that little monk practicing?"

Under the attic, a huge cauldron was erected there.

The raging magic flame inside was burning, and a corpse aura came out from it.

At this time, a young man in Chinese clothes walked up to the cauldron and asked the person next to the cauldron.

The young man's complexion was pale, without the slightest trace of blood, and his lavender eyes were full of evil spirit.

The person next to the cauldron was slightly startled when he heard this.

Said: "Back to the young master, the little monk is not simple, he has a Buddha's light protection on his body. I'm afraid it will take a little time."

The person next to the cauldron trembled slightly, and glanced cautiously at the young man in Chinese clothes.

It seems to be extremely afraid of young men.

"Ha ha!"

"Good! Good!"

"Continue refining, don't worry, this young master can afford to wait."

The young man in Chinese clothes laughed when he heard the words, said something to the person next to the cauldron, and walked out of the attic.

The man was slightly taken aback when he heard this.

His heart was full of doubts, but he dared not say anything.

"Yes!"

Looking at the back of the young man going away, he wiped the cold sweat off his brow.

I wondered when this evil star was so easy to talk to.

If it was the past, if he said that he hadn't finished refining, he might be ruthlessly thrown into the cauldron.

But today, the young master is very abnormal.

Not even angry.

But he didn't think much about it, he was lucky to be alive now.

Turning around to look at the little monk under the cauldron quilt, he secretly admired him.

After being tempered by this raging magic flame for so long, nothing happened.

I don't know what this little monk is made of to be able to persist for such a long time.If it were ordinary people, they would have been corroded by the magic flames and turned into corpse puppets.

And this monk is still persisting.

The monk in the cauldron is naturally Mo Hengyu.

After Mo Hengyu was taken away by the people of Yu country, he was handed over to these people by the strong man of Yu country.

When he woke up, he found that he was already in this cauldron.

Constantly eroded by this magic flame.

"Damn!"

"What are these magic flames?"

Mo Hengyu cursed inwardly.

He was seriously injured, and his internal organs were displaced.

Now it has been continuously eroded by the raging magic flame in this cauldron.

At the beginning, he thought he was going to die, but at the moment of crisis, some kind of power suddenly appeared in his body to resist these magic flames.

This made Mo Hengyu heave a sigh of relief.

However, in the past few days, these magic flames have not stopped.

Keep eroding my body, even if I have something to protect my body, I'm afraid it won't last long.

Mo Hengyu thought anxiously.

He didn't know why he was here?
At that time, when he was in a coma, he clearly heard the abbot's voice.

Apparently the abbot had arrived by then.

Why didn't you save yourself?
Mo Hengyu hadn't figured it out for the past few days.

After all, with the abbot's cultivation base, it is obviously easy to save himself.

The Holy Realm and the Divine Ability Realm are not at the same level at all.

The abbot made a move, and it would not be difficult to save himself from Yu Guo and the Wang family.

What the hell is going on?

And, who are these people?

This magic flame doesn't look like a mortal thing. What are these people trying to do by throwing themselves in it?
Mo Hengyu looked at the few people beside him, they were completely corroded by the magic flame and lost consciousness.

It looks like they are dead, but there is a tyrannical force in their bodies that is constantly gathering.What's going on here?

Mo Hengyu was very puzzled.