Even though he was in the game, Feng Rugu had to praise him. This was indeed a common plot by Tang Jianke.

"Just going." Liu Yu said regretfully, "How could such a thing happen?"

Feng Rugu looked at him: "Yes, how could that be?"

Liu Yu didn't like Feng Ruyuan's eyes, and he seemed to smile and look at others lazily, as if he had seen everything, and felt bored because of this.

This kind of self-righteous look is simply disgusting.

"The incident happened suddenly, and we guests had to go there, just treat it as a guest and follow the host. Besides, it's just a casual test. Those who are clear will clear themselves. Do you think it's?"

Liu Yu stretched out his hand politely towards Feng Rugu: "Duanrongjun, Yunzhongjun, let's go together."

Feng Rugu: "Mr. Xuanji warmly invites me. If I don't go, would I be shameless?"

Liu Yu was gentle and surprised with a hint of true feelings: "Yun Zhongjun is so serious, where can he start this?"

"It's better not to know where to start. Life is rare to be confused."

Feng Rugu kicked his boots and tidied his clothes. When he passed by Liu Yu, he found a man as thin as a shadow standing behind him.

Feng Rugu's pace did not stop, and passed by him, asking casually: "This is..."

Liu Yu introduced: "My strategist, Mr. Jinghan."

Feng Ruju, who was about to cross Han Jing's shoulder, suddenly stopped.

He turned around and took a closer look at the face of Han Jing, who was called "Jing Han".

Han Jing raised his eyes and looked at him.

Even though he knew that Feng Rugu could not have seen his face, nor could he recognize his identity because of a pseudonym with an inverted name, he still had to be amazed at Feng Rugu's sensitivity and intelligence.

He folded his hands and bowed his head and bowed: "Yun Zhongjun."

Feng Rugu said: "The name of sir reminds me of an old friend."

Han Jing's breath trembled: "Who is it?"

Feng Rugu: "If you are not him, don't care about unnecessary things."

After saying that, he raised his black long sleeves and walked away.

Chang Boning didn't even look at Han Jing, but followed Feng Rugu, and grabbed his hand worriedly.

Han Jing looked at the two of them holding hands tightly, and there was some different emotions in his eyes.

But that emotion was like throwing a stone into the ancient well, rippling for a moment, and then flashing away.

He shook a light fan and followed Liu Yu and left the Buddha's house.

Liu Yu followed Feng Rugu, not far from him, always guarding against him to escape, and remembered the conversation between the two of them facing the little monk's body last night when they cut the throat with a dagger stained with demonic energy.

"Why did Mr. Jing choose this little monk?"

Han Jing gave the reason: "First, this son is the only person in Hanshan Temple who is familiar with Feng Rugu. If he wants to frame Feng Rugu, killing a person related to him is more convincing than killing a person who has nothing to do. Dead people can't speak, but living people can speak for them. Once the incident happens, it can be said that Hai Jing was silenced by him after he knew that he fell into the devil's way."

Liu Yu nodded: “'Second'?"

"Secondly, this little monk is closest to Mr. Ruyi, who is guarding the temple. Because of this friendship, Mr. Ru will do his best to investigate this matter. This is a good thing for us. We can use his hand to dig out Feng Ruyu. When the matter is happening, we will calculate the general account. Mr. Ruyi brought him in. Hanshan Temple will blame him, and it can also dispel a help to Mr. Feng Ruyu."

Liu Yu: “‘Third’?”

"I wonder if Master Liu has ever heard of Bushimen?" Mr. Jing stood in the dark, his voice was elegant and cold, and he could be called ruthless. "Lin Xuejing, the leader of Bushimen, installed a detailed work beside Feng Rugu, and conveyed information related to Feng Rugu. I got some clues some time ago and judged that Hai Jing was most likely the traitor. Killing him can completely eliminate the eyes and ears of the people who are in the devil's way."

Liu Yu threw away the blood from the dagger, inserted it back into the sheath, destroyed the dagger, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Jing, why do you know everything?"

"I do know a lot," Han Jing said, "...a lot."

Liu Yu smiled and said, "Mr. Jing is really not humble."

Han Jing looked at him with concentration: "I'm never modest."

Looking back at Mr. Jing's eyes at that time, Liu Yu's heart was still cold, but even Yu Guang didn't want to look at the person who followed him, for fear that he would guess his thoughts.

...This person knows too much.

After the Feng Ruyuan was settled, it was his turn.

Han Jing followed behind him, his eyes still staying on Chang Boning and Feng Ruguu's tightly held hands, and did not care what Liu Yu was thinking.

The two followed Feng Rugu and the others, almost escorting them to the Demon-Suppressing Stone.

In front of the Demon-Subduing Stone, people were crowded with people, silent.

The Demon-Subduing Stone is a huge stone that is one and a half meter tall and a half wide. Its shape and shape hides the image of a Buddha and a pair of sunkens on the stone, which seems to be human eyes, deep and cold, surrounding the sins of the world.

A famous monk took turns pressing his hand on the Demon-Subduing Stone to activate spiritual power.

Everyone knew that they were not transformed by the demonic way, but under the pressure of the black clouds like a city, they were inevitably nervous. They were tense of their faces, and they took their hands down. After confirming that there was no danger, they secretly relaxed and sighed Amitabha.

Abbot Jingyuan and the deans and elders tried their identity early, and each attended and sat in front of the hall with a solemn expression.

It’s like holding the “sentient beings” with one hand, and seeing Feng Ruyuan from afar through the crowd.

Ruyi suddenly grabbed the sword: There was a gap in the southeast, why didn’t he leave?

Until I caught a glimpse of the figure following Feng Rugu, I realized something with all my thoughts.

He took a step towards Feng Ruyuan through thousands of monks.

Feng Rugu also saw him through hundreds of people, smiled at him, and waved his hand easily.

"Amitabha." Seeing Liu Yu and others coming, abbot of Jingyuan stood up, "A friend of the Labor Taoist Sect has come. The disciples in the temple were killed for no reason. As the abbot, I have to consider the disciples in case anyone is harmed again."

Liu Yuanqiong, who had been here for a long time, said openly: "It's okay."

After saying that, he stepped forward and pressed his palm against the Demon-Subduing Stone Wall.

A pure spiritual power spreads out, with enough power to the fifth level of the Golden Pill.

He retreated his hand and looked back. He saw Feng Rugu, who was standing in front of his father, was curiously looking at the Demon Subduing Stone. He couldn't help but curl his lips and stood beside him with a sword.

——The Feng surnamed Feng is dependent on his talent. Over the years, I believe that his cultivation has improved.

Feng Rugu turned slightly: "Mr. Xuanji, please."

Liu Yu smiled and said, "Yun Zhongjun is here, how dare Liu take a rash job?"

Feng Rugu smiled and said, "Then I told you to go first, so you dare to act rashly?"

Liu Yuanqiong heard his disrespect to his father in words, and his blood was rising, and he almost cursed. Unexpectedly, his father just smiled gently and said "unruly", so he took Mr. Jing Han forward and pressed his palm on the Demon-Subduing Stone as he did.

Liu Yuanqiong held back his anger and gritted his teeth angrily:

My father has a better temperament!

In contrast, Chang Boning was so anxious that he was about to cry.

Now, it is too late to escape or exchange the two.

Seeing that Feng Rugu was about to walk forward, Chang Boning grabbed his sleeve and called helplessly: "Rugu..."

"Senior Brother." Feng Rugu said, "Don't be afraid."

Chang Boning refused to let go.

...As usual, don't go.

Feng Rugu smiled and covered Chang Boning's hand, and spread his five fingers that were holding his sleeves one by one.

...Index finger, middle finger, ring finger.

Chang Boning did not dare to drive spiritual power, for fear of attracting attention from others, so he had to watch the sleeves gradually escape from his fingertips. He was powerless, as if he wanted to seize a dream that would disappear.

After a while, Feng Rugu put Xuan Xiu behind her back, facing Chang Boning, who was gray-tongued, smiled brightly, took two steps back, and then turned around and walked towards the Demon-Subduing Stone step by step.

There was silent all around.

His foot sound hit the ground, and even echoes were hidden.

Tat. Tat.

In just a few dozen feet of road, he walked leisurely and saw Liu Yuanqiong complaining:

...What's the point?

Standing in front of the Demon Stone, Feng Rugu raised his head, looked at it curiously, and then pressed his hand on the stone wall of the Demon Stone.

The coldness of the tentacles made his fingertips numb.

He felt uncomfortable and moved his fingers.

Chang Boning watched helplessly as Feng Rugu pressed his palm on it, and for a moment he breathed, hoping that the Demon-Subduing Stone was a fake and had no ability to test the demons.

Also staring at Feng Rugu's actions with good eyes were Liu Yu and Ruyi.

Feng Rugu looked up at the huge stone, sighed softly, raised her breath, and then concentrated her mind and power, flowing the long-defiled spiritual power through the Qihuahua Veins, and exerted all her strength to hit the Demon-Subduing Stone.

The Demon-Subduing Stone, which had been silent and silent, was hit by this blow, and his deep spiritual eyes suddenly opened, shooting out two cold lights, making a buzzing sound inside, and the sound was like a rage, and the Vajra roared the sky!

However, Feng Rugu exhausted all his strength and sent another palm, slamming Shi hard.

The sound was shocking, like the thunders blew up in all the valleys!
To be continued...