Longevity

"Yunyun!" Chu Lun watched as the horse was weakening at a speed visible to the naked eye. The originally bright fur was quickly fading, and its luster was fading away.

The two guards behind him had their companions to help them, but it was still of no avail. They were retreating, blood was oozing out of their palms, the color of the blood was getting darker and the stench was getting stronger and stronger.

"Yunyun..." Chu Lun held the horse's head in his arms, stroking its satin-like snow-white fur, feeling unbearably distressed.

This horse was raised by him from the time it was just born, and he fed it with grass and even cleaned the stables every day, taking good care of it.

When he was two years old, his mother had a younger sister. They were four brothers and only had one younger sister. You could imagine how favored her younger sister was, and the whole family surrounded her.

He was almost ignored and ignored, so he developed a withdrawn temperament and did not like to talk to people very much.

When he was twelve years old, King Yi came back with this little foal, saying that it was the blood of a **** foal, and when he grew up, it must be a **** foal with compelling spirituality. Raised to death.

Since then, his temperament has become much more lively, and he has to talk to the pony every day, telling it all the troubles and joys, and regard it as the closest friend.

And it is worthy of the blood of the **** horse, and its spirituality is also compelling, very smart, and understanding.

In this world, his best friend is this horse, and the rest are family and friends.

He hugged the horse sadly, and his heart was full of helplessness, pain and boundless anger.

Yunyun blocked the knife in order to save himself, but he could only watch it die.

My own son is too incompetent, too incompetent!

"Why doesn't this medicine work?" He raised his head and shouted: "Zhang Dacheng, what kind of elixir did you get, it doesn't work!"

The ugly young man said helplessly: "Sir, it is already the best antidote, but this guy's poison..."

His eyes were staring at the surrounding, like a torch: "It is extremely vicious, extremely vicious, I'm afraid it can't be solved."

"Ah!" Chu Lun roared up to the sky, "Come out, what kind of poison do you use, despicable villain, shameless villain, get out!"

The surroundings were silent.

People watching from a distance showed sympathy.

They could see Chu Lun's pain and sadness, the horse was wounded with a poisonous knife, and there were two guards.

"Sir, I'm afraid the ninth and the eighth will fail." A guard said solemnly, "I can't hold back this poison!"

"...Please ask the magician, I will ask the magician to still be in the mansion, please come here!"

"Prince, it's useless..." The guard said solemnly: "They're good at curing diseases. I'm afraid this kind of poison is rare in the world and can't be cured, and... can't wait."

Chu Lun hugged the horse tightly, and its body began to convulse, and it started to vomit blood from its mouth.

"Ah!" Chu Lun felt that his heart was broken.

He looked up to the sky and shouted: "Despicable guy, get out!"

He gritted his teeth: "As long as you hand over the antidote, I will kill Ren Kuang without frowning, and bring out the antidote!"

"Sir!"

The guards shouted in a deep voice.

If the prince is dead, they can escape their lives, so what's the use of saving themselves.

Surrounded by the guards, Fan Ye, who could not see his figure, said solemnly, "Fourth son, don't worry, there is a way!"

He was short and surrounded by guards, so he couldn't see his figure, and he was covered so tightly that he couldn't shoot him even if he had hidden weapons.

"My lord, hurry up and hurry up!" Chu Lun hurriedly said, "What is the solution?"

"Please ask Master Fkong to take action." Fan Ye said: "Although this poison is strong, it may not be difficult to live with Master Fkong."

"Master Fkong..." Chu Lun's face showed bitterness.

I have no friendship with Master Fakong at all, and my father doesn't seem to have a good impression of Master Fakong.

I'm afraid it's a rival rather than a friend.

Can Master Fakong save himself?

Fan Ningyu said: "I'll go, ask Master Fkong for help, Grandpa, don't move here."

What this assassin wanted to kill was Chu Lun, which had nothing to do with him, but he could not do it by letting himself watch Chu Lun die.

Chu Lun hates it but hates it, but people are not bad, and his heart can't be so hard, so he can only do his best to help.

I hope he's a little more interesting and doesn't bother himself after this time.

"Old Nine!"

"Old eight!"

The two guards who were doing cross-legged exercises suddenly vomited black blood, rolled their eyes, fell backwards, and were picked up by their two companions, and they were no longer together.

"Amitabha!" A Buddha's name rang out.

Immediately, the nectar dropped.

The horse that was spasming and foaming suddenly stopped, and the two guards who were vomiting black blood shuddered.

Wherever the nectar passed, the poison quickly disappeared.

Rejuvenation Mantra is best at expelling evil and detoxifying, just like boiling water pouring snow.

The nectar not only expels the poison, but also brings vitality, and the already withered body is reinfused with vitality.

Their hearts resumed beating again, beating more powerfully than before, their vitality was rolling, and their internal strength was rolling.

The two guards rolled over and sat up, re-exerting their gong, but it was no longer necessary.

The whole body has been healed, and the danger of the virulent poison has been eliminated.

"Xiyuyu—!" The four black hooves suddenly braced, and a cloud suddenly turned over and stood up, looking up to the sky and making a clear and high-pitched hiss.

"Haha!" Chu Lun rubbed his arms around the horse's neck and was overjoyed.

"Thank you, Master Fakung! Thank you Master Fakong!" He saluted in the direction of the outer courtyard of the Kongo Temple.

Fa Kong's voice came slowly, as if it came from a far away horizon, vague but clear: "God has the virtue of good life, and there should be no **** things in the Buddhist dojo. The prince doesn't need to be too polite."

"Yes, then I won't be polite." Chu Lun wiped away tears.

Before he knew it, he had already burst into tears.

Fakong's voice disappeared and never appeared again.

The two guards jumped up, looking incredible.

They have heard of the name of Master Fakong, and they are also dubious. They feel that no matter how high a monk is, it is impossible to have such magical powers.

After experiencing it for myself today, I realized that the power of the Buddha mantra is even more incredible and bizarre than I imagined.

His mortal wounds healed in an instant.

This is completely contrary to common sense, contrary to their own concepts, beyond their own imagination.

No matter how much I imagine, I can't think of any power in the world that can instantly eliminate the poison and repair the body that has been corroded by the poison.

"Hey, I'll just say it." Fan Ye smiled and said, "Have you seen the power of the Rejuvenation Spell?"

"It's amazing!" Chu Lun stroked the mane and forehead of a cloud, and his eyes lit up with excitement: "It's amazing! As expected of a **** monk!"

The joy of what he lost and found made him unable to restrain himself, and he couldn't be more grateful to Fa Kong. Fa Kong actually discovered that there were two powers of faith emerging from Chu Lun.

This surprised Fa Kong, who was sitting in his yard.

"Now is not the time to be happy, the assassin hasn't left yet!" Fan Ningyu said angrily: "It's good to catch him!"

Chu Lun gritted his teeth: "This despicable and shameless guy must die!"

If there is no Master Fakong today, Yunyun will die, and the eighth and the ninth will die!

I won't say anything about it. The eighth and the ninth are also loyal and have been by their side for five or six years. It's really sad to die like this.

"You think so beautifully, can you find him?!" Fan Ningyu said coldly, "Find him and tell him whether he will die!"

"Despicable villain! Shameless villain! Dirty villain! Get out!" Chu Lun roared.

Fan Ningyu shook her head: "Don't you only know these few curse words?"

"...Bastard, bastard, the guy who has cut off his sons and no grandchildren, he can't die, thousands of arrows pierce his heart!" Chu Lun racked his brains.

"Forget it." Fan Ningyu waved her hand, and the tip of the sword shook slightly: "Escape."

She felt that the killing intent had vanished.

Just a thorn in my heart.

In the world, there are still such strange present guests, such a powerful assassination technique, without a trace or a person.

If it weren't for the fact that he had extraordinary skills and was extremely sensitive to killing intent, he would not have been able to find this person this time, and he might have been silenced together.

"Really gone?" Chu Lun frowned: "He failed to kill me, so he will leave? ... If it was me, I must find another chance."

Fan Ningyu gave him a sideways glance.

"Could it be Miss Ningyu that you will leave?"

"Yes." Fan Ningyu said lightly: "As an assassin, you only have one chance to make a move. You can't escape a thousand miles with a single blow. This is the way of a real assassin."

"Miss Ningyu, you are still proficient in this." Chu Lun praised.

"It's not proficient, I just know a thing or two." Fan Ningyu said lightly: "But are you really willing?"

"Not reconciled!" Chu Lun did not hesitate.

"This assassin is so vicious, what if I give you another shot? The next time may not be as good as today!"

"Catch him, kill him!" Chu Lun nodded slowly: "I will dispatch the most powerful worshippers in the palace to hunt him down!"

"Can you mobilize the most powerful worship in your mansion?" Fan Ningyu was half-smiling.

"..." Chu Lun was stagnant.

He thought about it for a while and felt that he really couldn't adjust the most powerful offering, because the most powerful offering was to follow his father.

The second most powerful worship is to follow the elder brother, the third most powerful worship is to follow the younger sister, and the remaining brothers, only the guards do not worship.

Therefore, the offerings that I can adjust can only be those of the eldest brother, but even if the eldest brother agrees, I am afraid that I would not agree to the offering, so I can only ask the younger sister.

little sister...

He shook his head and sighed helplessly.

Still don't ask the little sister's good.

"That's it?" Fan Ningyu said lightly.

"...I will never let him go!" Chu Lun gritted his teeth.

Yun Yun, who almost killed himself, is an unforgivable sin and must never be forgiven!

"If you don't want to spare him~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and you can't hunt him down, then you should have a good dream at night." Fan Ningyu curled her red lips: "Farewell."

Her biggest wish is to drive Chu Lun away and never get close to her.

Chu Lun stood there and didn't move, extremely embarrassed.

Fan Ye came to him, patted him on the shoulder, looked at the **** horse rubbing his head, and said with admiration, "It's a **** horse, protector."

Chu Lun suddenly showed a proud smile and reached out to touch the horse's forehead and mouth.

Fan Ye looked at the horse and said, "It's also a fortune. Don't listen to the little girl. This assassin is not against you, but against your father. Your father will not let him go."

Chu Lun was instantly refreshed and nodded vigorously.

He felt that Jiang was still old and hot, and Fan Ye broke the deadlock that he couldn't solve with one sentence.

That's right, I don't have any enemies at all, and if I have an enemy, I'm also the father's enemy. If I can't take revenge on my father, I will assassinate myself.

This despicable guy is too contemptible!

"You're scared enough, don't go to my house."

"My lord, it's no big deal. I still have to pay a visit to the princess and congratulate the princess."

"You kid!" Fan Ye didn't expect him to be so persistent.

At this time, Fan Ningyu had already walked more than ten meters away.

The guards had already followed half of them.

"Okay, okay, then let's go." Fan Ye admired his tenacity, and said with a smile, "You know the third son of the king, right?"