"Dong Bufan, do you really want to kill the slave family?"

The puppet spoke, pitiful in his words, and on the side of its body, the space had been slightly distorted, obviously, as long as Dong Bufan made a move, then it could enter the space in an instant. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

And Dong Bufan's strength, although it has improved a lot, and now he can even shake himself, but Dong Bufan's cultivation is still only the realm of the three flowers gathering at the top!

However, the monks of the Sanhua Gathering Peak Realm are unable to open up the space.

As long as he enters the space, Dong Bufan can't make a move on himself.

"I don't care what you're doing here, you leave quickly!" Yan'er glanced at Dong Bufan and hurriedly spoke.

Now at this time, Yan'er doesn't want the puppet to stay here.

The killing intent in Dong Bufan's heart has risen again, however, if the puppet doesn't leave quickly, then Dong Bufan is afraid that he will have to do it.

As long as Dong Bufan makes a move, I'm afraid it will be out of control!

When the puppet heard Yan'er's words, she just wanted to speak, but she found that the evil aura on Dong Bufan's body was even heavier.

"Something is wrong, what's wrong with him?" the puppet suddenly looked solemn.

"What's wrong? No, I just want to kill you!" Dong Bufan walked towards the puppet with a sincere smile on his face, and when he fell down, the evil aura on his body became even stronger.

When Dong Bufan walked out of the distance of ten steps, the evil qi on his body had become indescribably thick, forming a small storm that enveloped him in it.

The formation of the storm caused the surrounding winds to rise suddenly, and the evil atmosphere filled the entire mansion.

When the puppet saw this scene, he was shocked, although it still didn't understand what happened to Dong Bufan, but it knew that if he didn't leave, he was afraid that he would be in trouble.

Thinking of this, the puppet didn't hesitate, and directly escaped into the spatial crack and disappeared here.

When Dong Bufan saw the puppet leaving, his face showed a hideous look, his eyes were blood-red, and he let out a low roar.

Yan'er was startled, hurriedly rushed forward, took Dong Bufan into her arms, and said anxiously: "Childe, it's okay, it's okay, it's gone......"

When Dong Bufan heard this, he was indifferent, the killing intent in his heart had reached an indescribable level, allowing the mysterious iron sheet in his body to fluctuate, but it still didn't make him sober up.

Lost!

Dong Bufan is about to get lost!

Outside the mansion, an old monk with a kind smile on his face stood here, looking towards the mansion.

The old monk was wearing a simple robe with patches all over it, and under his feet, he was not wearing shoes, and he was obviously walking barefoot.

"Amitabha. The old monk smiled kindly, folded his hands, and called softly.

And his voice seemed to be filled with a strange power, and the moment this voice sounded, it reached Dong Bufan's ears.

The moment this voice reached Dong Bufan's ears, Dong Bufan was all trembling, and the killing intent in his heart was suppressed at this moment, making his eyes regain clarity.

"Yan'er, I just ......" Dong Bufan looked at Yan'er in front of him, his face was stunned, but he reacted instantly, knowing that he should have been inspired by the appearance of the puppet just now, which stimulated the killing intent in his heart, and he almost fell into the devil and lost himself.

"Childe, are you alright?"

When Yan'er heard this, her face suddenly became overjoyed, and she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

Dong Bufan nodded with a hint of apology, looked outside, hesitated, and said, "Yan'er, a guest is here, come with me to greet you." ”

When the words fell, Dong Bufan walked out quickly, and Yan'er followed with the doubts in her heart.

The door was pushed open by Dong Bufan, and as soon as he came out, he saw this old monk with a smile on his face.

The moment Dong Bufan saw this old monk, his face condensed slightly.

This old monk, without any momentum fluctuations on his body, stands here, just like an ordinary worldly person, but he gives people a feeling of integrating into heaven and earth.

"Thank you, Master. Dong Bufan reacted instantly, folded his hands, and bowed down to the old monk.

He knew that it was this old monk who saved him just now, otherwise, he would have fallen into the devil.

The old monk nodded in return and said with a smile: "All living beings are equal, a poor monk is a poor monk, not a master, the donor can call the poor monk and light the lamp." ”

"Lighting ......"

Dong Bufan nodded, turned his body sideways, and said, "Master, please come in." ”

Lighting the lamp, he said: "The poor monk, entrusted by others, came here to see the donor, to talk with the donor, since the donor invited, the poor monk will not refuse." ”

"Entrusted?"

Dong Bufan frowned slightly, nodded, and walked towards the courtyard with the lamp.

When he lit the lamp and walked into the courtyard, he said with a smile: "Donor, the poor monk has dust on his body, so he won't enter the room.

Hearing this, Dong Bufan nodded, and sat down with Randeng, as for Yan'er, she knew that the two had something to say, so she retreated and didn't bother.

Of course, Yan'er didn't go too far, this old monk who called himself Burning the Lamp was extremely eccentric, and she didn't worry about Dong Bufan being alone with this person.

After Dong Bufan sat down, he spoke: "Master, you just said that you are entrusted by someone, I don't know, who is entrusted by someone, can you tell the juniors?"

Randen smiled and said, "Does it matter?"

"Of course, if not, why should I ask the master?" Dong Bufan said hurriedly.

Lighting the lamp said: "What the donor asks is who that person is, but who is it, even if the donor knows, what is the use? If he wants to see you, he will naturally meet you, if he doesn't want to see you, what is the use of the donor knowing who he is?"

"Everything in the world has cause and effect, there is a cause, there must be an effect, who that person is, for the donor, at least, for the current donor, it is not important, and the donor does not have to know in his heart. ”

When Dong Bufan heard this, his brows furrowed slightly, and he fell into silence.

The words of the burning monk, Dong Bufan couldn't comprehend the true meaning for a while, the burning monk's answer seemed to be answering his own question, but it seemed that he was not answering his own question.

Subsequently, Dong Bufan was not entangled in this, just like what this lamp-burning monk said, if that person wants to see him, he will definitely come in the future.

"Master, I don't know what is the matter with you coming?" Dong Bufan asked.

Lighting the lamp, he said with a smile: "The poor monk came and had two questions to ask the donor." ”

"What's the problem?" Dong Bufan asked suspiciously.

"The first question, what is life and what is death?" said Randen.