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

"How is this going?"

"Is there really something wrong with the abbot of Mingkong Temple?"

The dzi bead is mirrored outside.

Everyone looked at the picture in the mirror image of the dzi bead and asked suspiciously.

"Yes!"

"Look at the abbot next to the abbot, his body is filled with death energy. There is also a faint devil energy. This does not seem simple."

"Yes, there is definitely something wrong with the abbot."

"Amitabha."

"Abbot Jue Xing does seem to have some problems, but as a Buddhist, he pities the common people in the world and cannot bear to see Ling Qingyao injured and bumped again. This is also reasonable."

A Buddhist disciple stood up and said.

Master Kongxing on the side frowned slightly upon hearing this.

Abbot Jue Xing looked absolutely wrong, and now was not the time for them to speak.

"Humph!"

Ling Qingyao on the side heard the words.A cold breath erupted from his body.

The cultivation at the peak of the holy realm is not something they can resist.

Some people with weak cultivation base trembled all over, the aura of the holy figures was not something they could resist.

Seeing this, the Buddhist disciple immediately shut his mouth.

He also found something was wrong, if he defended Abbot Juexing now, it would be easy to drag them down together.

He secretly regretted why he spoke without thinking clearly.

Ling Qingyao looked at the picture in the mirror image of the dzi bead.

Everything from that year reappeared in front of my eyes.

……

Inside the dzi mirror.

The screen continues.

After Lord Luo left, Ling Qingyao stared at the abbot, her eyes seemed to breathe fire.

It turned out that the abbot had always had problems.

It wasn't that he couldn't save the little monk in time, it was that he couldn't save the little monk at all.

"Amitabha."

"Princess Qingyao please!"

"Princess take good care of her injuries."

The abbot looked calm, looked at Ling Qingyao and said.

There was no expression on his face.

It seemed that he didn't pay attention to any emotions of Ling Qingyao.

"Humph."

At this time, Ling Qingyao was full of anger.

snorted coldly.

However, she has nothing to do.

The other party's cultivation base is much higher than hers, and he is like an ant in the other party's eyes.

At this moment, she could only suppress her anger in her heart.

Walk towards the room.

Could it be that the abbot is with Yu Guo?

Ling Qingyao returned to the room, sitting on the bed and thinking.

Do not!
wrong!

If the abbot and Yu Guo are in the same group, then he can hand himself over.

There is no need to spend such a big trouble.

He's not with Yu Guo, so which side is he from?
Is it the Way of Ten Thousand Buddhas?

Ling Qingyao's eyes lit up.

But, what does Wanfodao want to do?
Mo Hengyu's talent is not weaker than his own at all, and he can almost become the existence of Tianzun.

Even if they get the inheritance of the Five Elements Sacred Heart, they don't have to worry about themselves at all.

So what if he can become a god himself?
A little monk can also become a Heavenly Venerable, and his talent is definitely much stronger than himself.

The possibility of becoming Tianzun is definitely greater than myself.

However, the abbot did not save the little monk.

Explain that this is not what Wanfodao means.

After all, to Wanfodao, the young monk is completely more important than himself.

It is not the Way of Ten Thousand Buddhas.

Who is that?

Is there another force?
Thinking of this, Ling Qingyao felt that it was very possible.

Do not!
This is not right either.

The identity of the little monk is definitely extremely important in Wanfodao, but this time, Wanfodao has no voice.

This is absolutely not right.

If there is another force.

The little monk disappeared, why did Wanfodao not make much noise.

It's just that it's missing.

With the power of Ten Thousand Buddhas, can it really be impossible to find out?
Ling Qingyao didn't believe it.

What exactly is going on?

The more she thought about it, the more confused she became.

"Miss Ling, it's time to drink the medicine."

At this time, Aunt Wang came in, holding a bowl of medicine, and said to Ling Qingyao.

At this time, Aunt Wang no longer had the simplicity of the past.

The majesty of a powerhouse in the supernatural realm is undoubtedly revealed in her body.

Ling Qingyao sneered and looked at her: "Aunt Wang is really pretending, but Qingyao never noticed."

"Miss Ling is too famous. You should drink medicine."

Aunt Wang didn't have any expression on her face.

"What kind of medicine is this?"

"I've never taken this medicine before."

Ling Qingyao glanced at the medicine on the table and said.

"The girl will know when she drinks it."

Aunt Wang said.

Ling Qingyao sneered.Said: "Do you think I can drink?"

"I'm afraid it's out of the girl's hands."

Aunt Wang turned cold and said to Ling Qingyao.

Ling Qingyao was slightly taken aback when she heard this.

Looking at Aunt Wang, her pupils shrank slightly.

The other party is a strong man in the realm of gods, and he is not her opponent at all.

Now in the hands of the opponent, there is no resistance.

Thinking of this, Ling Qingyao laughed at herself.

Originally, I thought that when I came to Mingkong Temple, I would be completely saved.

Unexpectedly, he fell into the hands of these people.

I'm afraid even the little monk didn't think that there would be problems with the abbot of Mingkong Temple.

He thought that he could survive by escaping to Mingkong Temple.

"What is Miss Ling laughing at?"

Seeing this, Aunt Wang asked Ling Qingyao.

"Ha ha!"

"It's nothing."

"Just laughing at myself for not being strong enough, I can't help myself!"

Ling Qingyao said with a sigh.

"Miss Ling, it's good to have this awareness."

Aunt Wang chuckled, and said to Ling Qingyao, "Miss Ling, drink it by herself, or let me help you."

"I'll do it myself!"

Ling Qingyao sighed, picked up the medicine on the table and brought it to her mouth.

However, it stopped suddenly when it touched the mouth.

He said to Aunt Wang, "By the way, Aunt Wang."

"Can you tell me who you are?"

"Why do you have to keep me?"

Aunt Wang was slightly taken aback when she heard the words.

She smiled and said to him: "Miss Ling, do you think I will tell you?"

"Ha ha!"

"will not."

Ling Qingyao shook her head with a smile and said.

"Girl, drink it quickly, so I don't have to do it."

Aunt Wang looked at her and said.

"However, I'm still curious, what exactly do you want me to do?"

Ling Qingyao said.

"Miss Ling carries the inheritance of the Five Elements Sacred Heart, which is of course important to us."

Aunt Wang said.

Ling Qingyao was slightly taken aback when she heard the words: "Is that all?"

"What do you think, girl?"

Aunt Wang asked.

Ling Qingyao chuckled, but did not answer.

Aunt Wang saw that Ling Qingyao didn't speak.

Said expressionlessly: "Girl, let's drink, so as not to suffer later."

Ling Qingyao laughed at herself when she heard the words.

She knew that it was useless for her to struggle any longer.

As the other party is a powerhouse in the psychic state, if he wants to deal with him, he may not have the slightest strength to fight back.

Ling Qingyao picked up the medicine on the table and drank it down.

Two lines of clear tears flowed down his cheeks.

"Little monk, I'm here to accompany you."

Ling Qingyao murmured.

I felt blurred and lost consciousness.

Aunt Wang looked at Ling Qingyao who had passed out, and smiled slightly.

He murmured: "That's great, it saves me from doing it."

……

"Who is this Aunt Wang?"

"What kind of medicine did she let Princess Qingyao drink?"

The dzi bead is mirrored outside.

Everyone looked at the picture in the mirror image of the dzi bead and asked.

"do not know."

"But it's definitely not a good thing."

"It's up to you to say that!"

"I'll know if you don't tell me."

"It seems that Princess Qingyao may be in danger."

Everyone looked at Ling Qingyao not far away and said.

At this time, Ling Qingyao's face was slightly taken aback, looking at Aunt Wang in the mirror image of the dzi bead, her beautiful eyes were deep.