The East is undefeated

It's like this every time!

They left without a sound, leaving them with endless worries, fearing that what they were waiting for would be some bad news.

Even if you are used to it, even if you know that this life will be like this, why?

Why can't you accommodate me once?

Why can't we not take risks for our children and for us?

Even just once!

Maybe this is impossible for you Dongfang Bubai.

But can you tell me beforehand?Can you stop making me act like a fool, when my husband went out to fight to the death, but I was the last to know?

The three pairs of small snow-white hands have already been tightly clenched, but the delicate body is so stiff and so weak, if there is not a maid and a child in her beautiful eyes, tears would have been left behind!

Although I was trying my best to endure it, there was an atmosphere of sadness and sorrow. Although the dozen or so maids in the courtyard were the confidants of the third daughter, none of them dared to intervene at this time, and they could not even make a sound. Don't dare to make a little bit of it.

All of them lowered their heads in trepidation, wishing they could find a way to get in, they didn't dare to look at the expressions of the three girls, especially Hong Ying.

"Mother!"

In Feng Heng's arms, Xiao Wushuang, who was carved in pink and jade, raised her small face, and looked at Feng Heng timidly with big eyes, as if she felt something, a layer of water mist appeared, as if she was about to cry in the next moment.

The same goes for Xiao Wudao and the three little guys. Although they didn't move, they looked at their mother obediently. They don't understand what's wrong?But he could tell that his mother was unhappy, even angry!

"Mother is fine, be good!" Forced to smile, Feng Heng let go of his tightly clenched fists, and took the initiative to hug Xiao Wushuang's petite body.

Xiao Wudao and the three little ones also obediently walked to their respective mothers and were hugged in their arms. The scene was silent, only a dozen maids were extremely uncomfortable, and they wanted to take the initiative to retreat but dared not.

"Mother, aunt, Erniang, did daddy make you unhappy?" Suddenly, Xiao Wushuang raised his face and said again.

Xiao Wudao and the three also quietly looked at their mother's face.

The dozens of maids lowered their heads even more in an instant, and they almost shouted, 'Little ancestor, stop talking! '

You must know that in the Sun Moon God Sect, if you want to live well and survive, the most important thing is not to know what you shouldn't know. Can you and others listen to the affairs of the leader's family?

"You all go down!"

Fortunately, a voice like rain came, but it was Xue Qianxun who spoke.

"The slaves retire!"

More than a dozen people said in unison as if they were grateful, and retreated respectfully and swiftly.

"What silly things, silly boy!" Feng Heng smiled with reddish eyes, holding Xiao Wutian with one jade hand, and stroking Xiao Wushuang's little head with the other jade hand.

Xue Qianxun and Lin Shiyin also smiled with red eyes, hugging their children even tighter.

Inside Xunxuexuan, there was complete silence.

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Also quiet, there is the Guoqing Temple in Wutai Mountain. As the ancestral home of the Tiantai Sect, it was originally a large temple with more than 3000 people.

But at this moment, the huge temple was extremely deserted, only in the central hall, there were three people, an old monk sitting cross-legged facing the Buddha statue.

Two beautiful and refined women, like fairies descending to earth.

One of them was wearing a light blue long dress, which was indescribably comfortable and elegant, overlooking the clear stream, calm and composed.

If there really is a Luoshen in this world, then this woman must be.

The appearance of "the hibiscus comes out of the clear water, and it is carved naturally", that natural and incomparable natural beauty, Luoshen Reappearance is talking about her.

And the other woman is dressed in white clothes like snow, with skin like fat, and she is as beautiful as a fairy who does not eat fireworks. If there are really fairies in this world, most people will definitely choose her immediately.

Her beauty is unique, incoherent, stunning, and indescribable. Maybe she is as beautiful as another woman, but if there is a ranking list, she has a greater than half chance of surpassing the other woman. woman.

At this time, these two peerless women are carrying elegant ancient swords, which add to their heroic aura, and seem to remind others that they have extraordinary swordsmanship.

"Master, you...!"

The woman in the light blue long dress looked at the old monk with a little worry, and wanted to say something, but couldn't say it.

"Amitabha!" The old monk recited the Buddha's name calmly, "Feixuan, Mengyao, you need to know that everything has a predestined relationship, yesterday's cause, today's fruit, today's cause, tomorrow's fruit, you don't need to be sad."

"Feixuan (Mengyao) understands!"

The two women saluted and said solemnly.

"Feixuan, Mengyao, you are very good, really good!

There is a successor to Cihang Jingzhai. I believe that Fanzhai Master will be gratified when he is with my Buddha Tathagata!

But remember, no matter when, don't be blinded by hatred, understand? "The old monk continued.

"Feixuan (Mengyao) remember, thank you Master for teaching!"

The expressions of the two women moved slightly, but then they saluted solemnly again and said respectfully.

"Okay! You should go too! Dongfang Bubai should come too!" The old monk nodded slightly and said calmly.

The two women looked at each other, nodded sadly, silently saluted the old monk, and slowly exited the hall.

They knew that although everyone in Guoqing Temple was hiding, as the abbot of Guoqing Temple, Master Tongxin in front of them would definitely not leave.

These two women are Cihang Jingzhai, two of the most outstanding descendants of the contemporary era, Shi Feixuan and Qin Mengyao.

More than five years later, the little girls who were at Jinling Ferry back then have fully grown up, and now they have become masters. They came to practice under Yan Jing'an's order, and at the same time helped the Buddhist disciples retreat along the way.

The two were speechless all the way, and directly descended Mount Wutai from the back mountain of Guoqing Temple, because they didn't want to face the crowds outside the front mountain and the gate of Guoqing Temple.

At this moment, they didn't know what to say, and what they said was powerless. Although they had grown a little, compared with the big devil who was coming, they were still too far, too far behind.

Some of the practices of Shaolin Temple, the leader of the Buddhist sect, even made it difficult for the two pure-minded women, who were extremely intelligent, to have no experience in the world after all.

Why did Ren Dongfang Bubai slaughter so many people?

Why do we choose to do nothing in the face of so many deaths?

Maybe they actually know the reason, but knowing does not mean understanding, let alone agreeing, especially when their relative Fan Qinghui is also dead, this kind of incomprehension and disagreement is even greater.

But they can't do much, they can only do their part for Buddhism and justice, and help Buddhist disciples retreat.