Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 388
"Have you made up your mind?"

Chen Yuan stopped and turned around, "You know it, I know it, are you sure you want to fight?"

Han Youniang pursed her red lips and stared straight at Chen Yuan.The old Taoist Feihe sighed, and simply sat down on the stone steps in front of the hall, no longer trying to persuade him, but his apprentice Qin Xu's family looked around and asked in a low voice: "Master, I really don't want to persuade you. I am afraid that senior will be beaten to death by Zhenjun."

"You can't persuade people who want to die." Feihe stroked his white beard and shook his head: "It's a pity, after a certain person goes down, he will be reprimanded by his senior sister."

"Zhenjun, let my old cow come and meet her!"

The old cow, which was taller than the courtyard wall, approached the gate of the temple and overlooked it. The little boy yelled 'Wow' several times, and was so scared that he ran into the gate of the main hall and dared not come out.

"No, let me do it myself."

Chen Yuan walked back for a while and stopped, just stood there, smiled at Youniang Han, "Aren't you going to avenge Zhu Jingshu? Come on, use your favorite spell to hit me."

Clang!
Han Yujian dragged Senhan out of its sheath, and threw the scabbard to the ground. Han Youniang raised her dharma sword horizontally, stared at the man opposite her, her silver teeth clenched tightly, but she didn't take a step forward. The arm of the horizontal sword even faintly Trembling, with a tangled and complicated look in his eyes.

"Scared? Why hesitate?"

Chen Yuan's smile turned cold, "Do it, when I killed your senior sister, I didn't hesitate at all. How can you avenge your senior sister if you don't use your sword?"

The woman's lips were pursed and trembling slightly, her fingers tugged at the hilt of the sword, her joints were so tense that they turned white.

For these years, she has been thinking about how to resolve this hatred every day and every night. The best result is naturally to cut this person under the sword, but now that he is in front of him, for some reason, she suddenly cannot shake it sword.

Her mind was full of the words of Master, Mistress, Senior Brother, and Feihe's old way, swaying her crazily.

"Senior Han, don't make a move!"

Seeing this, Qin Xu's family hurried forward to persuade them, but they were grabbed by Feihe and dragged back to sit down. The former still shouted: "Zhenjun is provoking you to do something, don't do it, otherwise it will be irreparable." gone."

"Hey, Brother Feihe, who is your apprentice helping?" The fat Taoist came over, raised his hand and slapped Qin Xu's family on the head.

Old Taoist Feihe glanced at it, but didn't speak, and even closed his eyes.

"Of course I'm on Zhenjun's side." Qin Xu's family is not stupid, he hurriedly said: "It's just that I don't want to see this senior go up to die. It's clear that the grievances have been settled, so why should she intervene."

Boom!

Han Yujian suddenly fell to the ground, and Han Youniang under the tree slowly lowered her hands, a layer of mist appeared in her eyes, she suddenly knelt down on the ground, her hands were pressed to the ground, her shoulders trembled slightly, and there was an intermittent sobbing sound.

"Senior Sister... I can't make a move... I don't know how to get revenge for you!"

The woman cried out, heartbroken.

"You tell me... what to do."

"Take your sword."

Amidst Han Youniang's crying, Chen Yuan's voice sounded from a distance, and with a flick of her finger, the magic sword on the ground moved to the woman's palm, "Pick it up, you can try to kill me."

"Don't force me, I will really kill you!" Han Youniang raised her face and yelled forward with tears in her eyes.

Chen Yuan sneered disdainfully, and hooked her fingers.

"It's up to you? Come on, give it a try."

"That's what you said... Okay, I'm going to kill you!"

Han Youniang gritted her teeth, her voice was trembling. The words of admonition in her head were finally crushed by the voice from the opposite side at this moment. She raised her feet and walked away...

The moment her shoes landed on the ground, she yelled "Ah!", and the cold jade sword in her hand flew up, soaring into the sky, and fell from the sky with a bang.

——Heavenly Sword Jue.

Chen Yuan stood there with no expression on her face, without any movement, the dharma sword that still fell from whistling, was directly nailed to the top of her head, piercing through the head and neck without any hindrance, and protruding the sword tip from the chest cavity.

"Dong... Dongjia?!" The fat Taoist's beard was raised in fright.

Han Youniang under the tree over there was also stunned. She stared blankly at Chen Yuan, who was still pierced by the magic sword, who was still pierced by the magic sword. Look at the hands.

"I...I took revenge...he died?"

The woman, who didn't know whether to laugh or cry, smiled, then raised her sleeves to wipe away the tears rolling down her eyes. The hatred that had been entrenched in her heart for many years suddenly disappeared, and her heart was empty for some reason, without the slightest feeling of happiness.

"Is your heart at ease?"

At this time, Chen Yuan's words sounded on the other side, startling the fat Taoist and Han Youniang under the eaves. In the direction she looked, Chen Yuan was pushing the door out of the dormitory, holding a feather duster in her hand, dusting Go to the door and window.

"Kill me, do you feel better? The depression in your heart has been opened, do you have a new look? If not, I will let you kill again."

The corpse on the ground disappeared like snow in everyone's eyes at this time, only the dharma sword was lying quietly on the ground, and was swiped back by Chen Yuan, and it was directly inserted into the scabbard on the ground.

Han Youniang's eyes were wet and red, she stared at Chen Yuan fiercely, without saying a word, she sucked the magic sword, turned around and walked out.

"Master, what kind of medicine is Zhenjun selling, why can't I understand it?"

The fat Taoist put his arms in his arms, and grunted at Qin Xu's family: "Of course you don't understand, the master is actually forcing the girl to make a move and receive a sword to solve her knot. Otherwise, just what she did just now It’s hard to say whether you will be able to practice Taoism in the future, but you will definitely go crazy, and you will either die from serious injuries, or lose your mind and kill people indiscriminately.”

Qin Xujia blinked his eyes and looked at Master with confirmation.

Old Taoist Feihe smiled and nodded.

"Also for the people around Canglan Mountain."

"You guys talk, I'll go to the backyard and have a look."

Chen Yuan cleaned the doors and windows of the dormitory, and casually threw the feather duster away. The duster passed through the door and fell back to its original position.

In fact, he is not as great as the old Taoist Feihe thought, but he doesn't want to make any more moves. The Canglan Sword Sect has withered like this, and if he kills the best disciple in the sect, this mountain gate will really fall into ruin.

Coming to the back of the main hall, the bullock cart is indeed here, but the wheels have fallen off, and the carriage is dilapidated with a big hole, and there are wooden puppets scattered everywhere inside, and there are no ancient pillars.

"Saha." Chen Yuan called to the carriage.

After a while, a human face gradually appeared in the flat position on the carriage. When he saw the figure standing in front of him, he moaned in pain. Slowly recover.

"Do you know where Wu Guzhu went?" Chen Yuan patted the carriage and asked.

"Mountain...in the mountain..."

"Go and call it back." Chen Yuan turned and walked back, and the words sounded immediately: "I want to reopen the Zhenjun Temple!"

(End of this chapter)