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In the vast snow fields, a strong sea eagle flew rapidly past. At some point, the gray sky started to fall again, and it was fluttering.

“Where is it…”

It has been searching for nearly half an hour. Although Hai Lanluo was anxious, he couldn't find the "Hanshan" where the Xueyuan Sect is located after searching. Could it be that it was not in this area at all? Seeing Xin Lie completely unconscious, despite his weak breathing, he was really not far from death. Her tears were almost dry, red and swollen, and she felt even more astringent and painful by the cold wind. Could it be that she and him were going to die here?

At this moment, it seemed like there was a road that was endless. She suddenly heard a "dong dong dong" sound, which was the sound of beating the drum! Her heart suddenly beating happily, and she looked around and looked at the source of the drum sound. The so-called "Dung Drum Morning Bell" was nearby!!

"Zhuangzhuang, go east!" Hailanluo turned his neck and flew towards the Xueyuan Sect immediately.

After a long flight of snow, a row of peaks came into view. The peaks of the middle are high and the sides are short, and they are frozen white. There is a big river flowing through it. From a distance, I saw a bunch of classical buildings standing on the hillside of the middle peak Han Mountain, which is the Xueyuan Sect of the Sect!

"Big bad guy, you are saved!" Hai Lanluo was very happy, pulled Xin Lie tightly, drove Zhuangzhuang straight to the temple, getting closer and closer, and he could see more and more clearly!

The courtyard, wing room, bell tower, Buddha statues, pagodas, trees... and the ancient and wide temples in the front, the sound of drums came, but they were not noisy at all. On the contrary, they were full of mysterious, indifferent and tranquil atmosphere.

It was almost night at dusk. A young monk in a gray robe was holding a big broom and sweeping the falling snow beside the big tree in front of the temple gate. The snow kept falling, and he kept sweeping away again, his face was faint. Suddenly, he saw a big eagle flying over, and he was a little confused for a moment.

"Master, Madam!" Zhuangzhuang was still one or two meters away, and Hailanluo shouted and jumped down. While she ran wildly, she looked at the wooden plaque engraved on the temple gate with "Snow Field Hanshan Temple" and shouted in panic: "Help! My friend was poisoned arrow! Help!!" Zhuangzhuang followed Xin Lie on his back, and she fell down by the snow, and then hurriedly got up and ran.

Poisoned arrow? The young monk threw down the broom and ran away quickly. He first put his hands together and bowed to the girl. Then he looked at the young man on the eagle's back. He frowned and his eyes became very anxious. He immediately said, "Amitabha! Donor, please wait, the little monk will call the abbot and the others here..."

"Hurry!" Seeing him turn around and run, Hailanluo trembled in a hurry, bent over and patted Xin Lie's face, and then put his face on his face to feel his breathing. Fortunately, it's okay! I'm still angry...

Not long after, a creaking sound of footsteps on the snow came, and the young monk walked out of the temple with a group of bald monks. They all looked calm and composed. Walking in the front was an old man with a yellow robe, his face full of wrinkles, his two slender white eyebrows were hanging down, his neck was wearing a string of large Buddhist beads, and he was holding an iron Zen stick in his hand. He thought he was the abbot, and his demeanor made people know that he was at least at the level of Wuzong!

Hailanluo greeted him happily and said, "Master, save my friend quickly! He was hit by a poisoned arrow and has been in a coma for nearly an hour!"

"Don't be impatient, don't be impatient." The old abbot responded, stepped forward and looked up to check Xin Lie. As soon as he saw the black blood, his white eyebrows were raised slightly, and he saw the young man wearing weapons, especially the giant sword... His old face of Gu Jing Wubo frowned and asked, "This poison is not something that ordinary people can meet. Who are you?"

That’s great! This old monk knows what poison the big villain has been infected! Hai Lanluo put down a big stone in his heart, and his pale pretty face became a little more bloody. When he heard the question, he quickly replied: “We…I am Hai Lanluo, the fourth lady of the Hai family in Changzhou. He is, my... husband, you guys save him quickly!”

The monks looked at each other, and naturally they could see the strangeness of this matter. How could the Miss Hai family bring her husband to Xueyuan Sect to ask for help? She was only fifteen or sixteen years old? The old abbot looked at Xin Lie for a moment silently, and suddenly pulled out the sharp arrow on his back, sizzling——! A smelly black blood spurted out and fell on the back and snow. Xin Lie in the coma said in pain, "Hmm" and Hai Lanluo widened his eyes in shock!

But the old abbot next pressed his wound, and his palm emitted a rich blue-white wood aura. The vigorous energy even made the surroundings warm. When the black blood gradually stopped spraying out, the old abbot slowly withdrew his palm. Hai Lanluo kept looking around and couldn't help but ask happily: "Has he cured?"

The old abbot said calmly: "Donor, I have already stopped bleeding and relieved him. He will not die suddenly, but the poison is still running in his body and is still in danger of life." Hailanluo was anxious: "Then you detoxify him!" The old abbot was unmoved and continued to ask: "This poison is fierce and rare, and it is not used normally. Who is he injured? Who is he? Donor, please tell me calmly."

Hai Lanluo put his hands on his hips and his almond eyes widened. Seeing his appearance as the stone in the toilet, he clearly couldn't help it. She hesitated for a while and finally said, "Okay, we have committed something and are being chased by the people of Dong Rao Qi's family!"

"Where is the Hai family?" the old abbot asked again, and his old and deep eyes seemed to be able to see through all the lies. Hai Lanluo flattened his mouth and suddenly sighed: "Hey! The Hai family is also chasing him, not chasing me... What do you care about these things, it's important to save people!"

"Since it is the person who is going to kill the Eight Great Family..." The abbot closed his old eyes, chanted "Amitabha" softly, waved his hand, and said, "Donor, you should go." The other old monks also closed their eyes silently, sliding down and slid into the Buddhist beads, or muttering words; only the young monk stared at them, glanced at them, and said, "Master, how can this be done!!" The old abbot said lightly: "The Xueyuan Sect has no dispute with the world, don't disturb the purity."

"How can this be called disturbing Qingjing!" The young monk still refused, his face turned red, and he had to say something, but the old abbot interrupted: "There is a cause and effect in the world, and you and I can control it."

"What a big deal!" Hai Lanluo was trembling all over, angry and scared. If they didn't care about the big bad guys, then he would be dead!

Her mind was blank, but she understood what was going on. She couldn't help but curse: "You are just afraid of placing a family and then slaughtering your broken temple, aren't you? You... you stinky monks, stinky god slaves, stinky bald slaves!" Her curses trembled to sobbing: "Didn't you say that monks are compassionate? Didn't you say that saving lives is better than creating something? You are so afraid of the powerful, what else do you recite...!"

"Fake! Liar! You are fake monks!" Seeing that their faces were not red and their ears were red, the young monk who could not control his head lowered in shame. She was even more angry and almost went crazy. She couldn't help but slam her fist at the old bald slave on the shoulder, "Can you cure it!!"

Bang! The old abbot took a punch, but remained silent, like a stone Buddha. "It cannot be cured! It cannot be cured!!" Hai Lanluo pulled his long earlobe again and tiptoed to knock on his bald head, making a sound! She looked left and right, ran to pick up the big broom, and slapped them hard, "It cannot be cured!!"... However, these monks still didn't move!

As she cursed and beat her, she became more and more powerless, her eyes became wetter, and suddenly, with a thud...

"Please!" Hai Lanluo knelt down on the snow, raised his little face as tears streaming down, and begged: "Please! Heal Xin Lie, because he is a very good person. Although he is an evil warrior, he is actually a great hero who pursues fairness in the world..."

Evil Warrior! The old abbot's expression changed, and all the old monks' expressions changed. The old eyes opened and they were shining brightly. Is the evil warrior finally born?? The young monk was stunned, not quite understanding why the masters' attitudes changed.

A faint sound came out in his heart, and the old abbot immediately stepped forward and put on Xin Lie's left wrist. A stream of pure wood spirit energy was sent away, instantly protecting the blood in his body! The abbot said anxiously: "Hurry, carry him in!" The young monk didn't care about that much, and was afraid that the master would repent, so he wanted to carry Xin Lie.

"That's great! Thank you, thank you!" Hailan Luo jumped up ecstatically and wanted to help. This time the big villain is saved, and there is a rescue!

"Master Hai, you go in and hide. No matter what happens later, don't speak out." The old abbot ordered. Hai Lanluo nodded repeatedly. He said to several junior brothers: "There is also this sea eagle, you can call people to pull it into the secret road of the back mountain, hurry up! The guests are coming..."

...

Just after Hai Lanluo and the unconscious Xin Lie entered the temple to hide, less than two quarters of an hour later, a team led by Qi Tai personally came to chase after him, and everyone rushed into the quiet temple. The collision of weapons and armor covered the sound of chanting scriptures, clang clang clang clang clang clang-

"No, all donors are the first batch of guests of the Xueyuan Sect this year." In the elegant and simple hall, the old abbot replied slowly, and the old monks standing behind were silent, without any strangeness.

"Really not? The demon is a serious crime to destroy the religion. Monks do not lie..." Qi Tai held his eyes and observed the expressions of bald heads. Suddenly, he snorted coldly and ordered loudly: "Search for me!!" Is there any, you can tell if you search?

More than 20 demon hunting warriors started to move, and no one gave these god slaves any face. For a moment, the entire snowfield Hanshan Temple was in chaos. Although many courtyards could be seen at a glance, they were still destroyed everywhere, and even the bluestone floor was knocked to pieces...

"Commander, the bell tower was not found." "No found in the wing courtyard." "No found."...

Gradually, teams of people returned to the hall to report, but after searching for a while, they could not find traces of Xin Lie and the others... Have they been here? If they were still in the temple, where would they hide? Qi Tai looked at the huge and topless golden Buddha statue in front of him. After looking for a long time, a sudden flash of inspiration. What did these bald slaves do when they blocked it? He snorted again, drew his sword and pointed directly in front, shouting: "Come on, smash the broken Buddha statue!"

"Master Qi, this is very disrespectful to the Buddha..." The old abbot and others changed their faces, and they all stopped him. Qi Tai stroked the beard on his chin and sneered: "Don't you want me to smash it? Then I have to smash it even more! Take action--" A team of demon hunters rushed up with murderous intent.

It was pitch black around. When Hai Lanluo heard the words outside, his heart was suspended to the extreme. He couldn't help but hug Xin Lie tightly and buried his head in his arms...

"Who wants to smash the Buddha statue in the main hall of Xueyuan Sect?"

Suddenly, an old voice sounded, from nowhere, but it clearly entered everyone's ears, as if it had been heard from eternity.

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Chapter completed!