Kuaiwen: I ran away after making the boss cry.

Yun Chen repeatedly kneaded away the bloody smell from his body, lifting up his sleeves to smell from time to time.

He did not dare to speak any more and followed the monk very uneasily.

He Shichen was walking in front, but he had already noticed Yun Chen's uneasiness.

Everything in this world has its cause and effect, and not interfering with them is the greatest compassion.

Although Yun Chen is a demon cultivator, he should not be harshly criticized because his heart is focused on the word "good".

And if we really talk about cause and effect, what happened just now is inseparable from it.

He knew clearly that he was born with the bones of a Buddha and was the one who harmed these people by sitting down and being killed, but he did not give any more advice, and he had no right to blame others.

But what he didn't expect was that the Demon Lord would be so worried.

Don’t righteous monks kill people and set fires?

Of course it's done.

I will just find out a bunch of reasons for myself in advance to prove that I am right and you are wrong, and then I will hand out the butcher knife to satisfy the desire to kill deep in my heart.

He was not compassionate enough to allow evil thoughts to run rampant in the world.

However, the Demon Lord lowered his head, like a child who had done something wrong, without the previous radiant look.

Back at the monk's residence, He Shichen felt guilty and wanted to get him some food.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stood up, his sleeve was grabbed by Yun Chen: "Where are you going?"

Just as He Shichen was about to explain, he saw that Yun Chen was faintly surrounded by demonic energy. The black mist surged towards his heart, and quickly condensed after being pushed away.

The sun-shielding sword on the side trembled.

The Sun-Shielding Sword wouldn't be able to swallow Yun Chen for a while, and he would simply move towards He Shichen. He was slapped hard on the bed and let out a loud whine.

Yun Chen's chest heaved and he swallowed a mouthful of blood.

[Yun Chen: Hey, you said, if the sun-shielding sword pierces the Buddha's bones, will it explode directly? ]

Ling Yunchen wanted to refine the magic sword and prevent it from causing trouble in the world again.

I don’t even hope that in tens of millions of years, another monk will fall into this cursed cycle and such a tragedy will happen again...

But after all, it belongs to the great power of ancient times, and it is not so easy to achieve.

[System 112: Based on the data, it is speculated that if the Sun-Shielding Sword is backfired by the Buddha's bones, it will immediately bow its head and recognize its master, making you the scapegoat. ]

[Yun Chen: I am really *%**%%$]

[System 112:...] Although, please host be more civilized.

[Yun Chen: Huh?When Tiandao raised the price of melon seeds, you scolded me much dirtier than me. ]

[System 112: Hehe. ] Discovered by you!

He Shichen stopped and returned to him. He picked up his wrist and touched it gently. His expression changed slightly and he couldn't help but said: "Lie down first..."

Yun Chen was so disturbed that he grabbed his hand and almost tore his monk's robe to pieces.

He Shichen understood what was going on and said in a low voice: "I won't leave, you lie down first."

After saying that, the man on the bed slowly relaxed.

He Shichen got the chance, took a knife from his backpack, cut his finger, and brought it to his lips.

Demon Lord smelled the blood and was reluctant to open his mouth at first. He Shichen took him into his arms and patted him gently for a while before he managed to swallow a few times.

The damaged heart gradually recovered, and Yun Chen fell tiredly into his arms, his pupils dilated, and he explained in confusion: "I was afraid that they would hurt you, so I took action."

"I was wrong."

"Don't send me away, I have nowhere to go..."

He Shichen was pulled by him again, but he couldn't bear to break away and lay on the bed with him.

Listening to the half-asleep pleading of the Demon Lord, He Shichen couldn't help but whisper: "You should know that I won't be hurt."

Now that I know I won't get hurt.

Why do you want to save me?

Hearing the monk's voice, Yun Chen's tired eyes opened a little, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Huh?"

He Shichen didn't expect that he could hear him, so he paused in his throat and continued to pat him: "Nothing, just go to sleep."

But Yun Chen stared at him blankly, and suddenly said: "But you will be in pain." He said, grabbing his hand: "If the grass hurts you, you will hide. I am afraid that you will be in pain, so I save you."

I was afraid that you would be in pain, so I saved you.

He Shichen's body froze slightly, and the ends of his eyes, which were not stained by worldly desires, slowly turned red.

Born with the bones of a Buddha, he saved countless dying creatures in his short life.

His flesh and blood can be regenerated, and his life will not be destroyed, so no one has ever cared about whether he is in pain or not.

In the eyes of the world, just a little flesh and blood can save a life, what a bargain.

The people in Shanshe Village would not ask him if it hurts, and the righteous monks would not ask him if it hurts. Instead, it is the Demon Lord who is despised by everyone...

[Ding, He Shichen’s blackening value is -10, and the current blackening value is 40]

[Ding, He Shichen’s strategy value is +10, and the current strategy value is 60]