After my daughter died, I turned into a killer and took her life

Chapter 45 Take Care of Yourself [Please Read and Subscribe]

Master Yongjue shook his head. He would not interfere in the secular world, but if he could save those who were predestined to be saved, he would feel at peace with himself.

The host asked him to come this time, perhaps to let him convert the creatures in Hongyu City, let them convert to Buddhism, and let go of the hatred in their hearts.

Lin Batian's fists kept hitting the protective qi like raindrops, but no matter how he attacked, he couldn't break through Master Yongjue's qi.

Lin Batian had already gone mad with anger, and was about to attack again, but he felt a chill in his ears.

Just as he turned his head, he found hot blood spurting out of his ears.

Lin Batian instinctively covered his ears and was horrified to find that his ears were gone. He immediately roared: "Jiang Chen, I will grind you to ashes!!"

Jiang Chen took a hundred steps back and stared at Lin Batian.

It was almost there.

You can just chop off the opponent's head.

What a shame.

It failed.

His ear was cut off. Lin Batian could no longer suppress his restlessness. He gave up attacking Master Yongjue and turned around to rush towards Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen also understood that the other party was stronger than himself, so he immediately retreated back into the red fog. As long as Lin Batian dared to enter here, he would be able to kill him.

There is a large amount of hostility in the red fog, which not only makes people feel dizzy, but also can make people temporarily lose their five senses, making them completely disabled.

Lin Batian also stopped his attack at this moment and stared at the strange red fog in front of him.

Although he was blinded by hatred at this time, he was also aware of the weirdness within the red fog. In addition, the Thousand Spirit Umbrella was transcended, and his blood and qi immediately rushed to his heart, and he vomited a mouthful of bright red blood.

"You little bastard, I will tear out your tendons and skin you alive, and make sure you never get reincarnated again!!"

"Come out if you dare!"

Master Yongjue raised his eyebrows and murmured, "This red mist is so strange that even I can't see through its mystery."

Jiang Chen's cold voice sounded, "You old man, don't you want to kill me? Come on, I'm right here, come and kill me!"

Such provocative words made Lin Batian angry and embarrassed. He beat his chest wildly to vent his inner anger at the moment.

"Little beast, I don't believe you will stay here forever."

Lin Batian decided to wait here. He didn't believe that Jiang Chen would never come out. As long as he left the red fog, he would have an absolute chance to kill him here.

There is no signal in Dahuang Mountain.

Otherwise, Lin Batian would definitely call his family members to come over. As long as they surrounded him for three days and three nights, even if he didn't starve to death, he would at least make the other party feel a deep sense of crisis.

Thereby causing psychological trauma.

Jiang Chen was also looking for an opportunity. The red mist could not save him forever. If the murderous energy in his body could not withstand the rate of consumption, his body would soon fall into the opponent's attack range.

Master Yongjue came over and said calmly, "Mr. Lin, when will the cycle of revenge end? How about you two put aside your hatred and resentment today?"

"Old monk, now that things have come to this, how can I put down my butcher knife and become a Buddha? Tell me, how do you do it?"

Lin Batian is a little crazy.

The spiritual weapon was destroyed and thousands of the family’s disciples were slaughtered.

This kind of hatred can only be repaid with blood.

Wanting him to give up is simply wishful thinking. Upon hearing this, Master Yongjue sighed and then said, "Donor, why do you insist on killing Donor Jiang Chen? This matter was originally caused by your Lin family disciples. Now, the other party will not seek justice here, but you arranged people to go and make enemies."

"It is a great disaster indeed."

"Shut up!"

Lin Batian stared with his eyes as bright as copper bells and said, "He is just a pariah. Both he and his daughter are pariahs. They are worthless in front of the noble people of our Lin family."

For people like them, only people of the same status can be treated respectfully, and people of the lower class like Jiang Chen are like stink bugs in their eyes.

Master Yongjue said calmly: "Donor, what you said is different. Everyone exists in this world for their own reasons. Your Lin family killed innocent people for fame and fortune. This has touched upon..."

"Shut up."

Before Master Yongjue could finish his words, Lin Batian ordered him to shut up.

It's too late to say anything now,

Jiang Chen killed his own son, slaughtered his own people, and now cut off his own ears.

This kind of hatred can only be repaid with blood.

Seeing that the other party was already immersed in it, Master Yongjue could only shake his head silently. He looked at Jiang Chen in the red mist meaningfully and said, "Donor Jiang, good and evil will be rewarded in the end. Heaven has its own way. You, take care of yourself."

After saying that, Master Yongjue also decided to leave. There was still an hour before dark, and the situation in the Great Wilderness Mountain was really not peaceful. Even a monk like him could not stay for long.

You can only enter here early tomorrow morning.

Master Yongjue turned around and slowly left the place, leaving only Lin Batian and Jiang Chen in the red fog.

Jiang Chen was not panicked. He sat on the ground to recover the energy consumed in his body. At the same time, he looked at the time and prepared to use his blood and energy to attract the undead within a hundred miles.

The sun sets, and the mountains in the distance look like sunrise.

The sky is getting dark.

The temperature in Dahuang Mountain continued to drop, and even the breath showed signs of freezing.

Lin Batian was a little panicked. Although today was not the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar, there were so many terrifying creatures living in the Great Wilderness Mountain, and no one could guarantee whether they would appear here.

Thinking that Jiang Chen was still here, Lin Batian could only grit his teeth and wait for him, otherwise he would never know when he would take action again.

The big tree is lush and leafy, and looks gentle and warm under the reflection of the moonlight.

When the breeze blows, the branches of the century-old trees sway, making slight rustling sounds, as if all the grudges between heaven and earth can disappear in such a gentle scene.

The cold wind blew my hair into a mess.

The black crows began to fly around in panic, and their shrill cries sounded particularly harsh in the wilderness.

Lin Batian finally panicked and subconsciously took two steps back, covering his bleeding ear and roaring solemnly, "Jiang Chen, get out here right now!"

Jiang Chen is not a fool. It is not that easy for him to get out whenever he wants.

Huhuhu~
A cold wind blew, and Lin Batian instinctively hugged his arms.

There was a complex look in his eyes.

If I had the Thousand Spirit Umbrella, I would definitely not be afraid of the wandering ghosts in the Great Wilderness Mountain.

(End of this chapter)