I take the unicorn to the world

Chapter 1901 That mouthful of blood
"Uncle Master...Your old man really shouldn't let them go, they killed so many of us..."

"puff……"

Before Master Huikong could finish his words, Master Liao Fan's face turned red all of a sudden, and he spit out a big mouthful of blood, and he fell backwards with a bang, being supported by the Zen-minded little monk beside him. .

"Uncle Master..."

"Master Uncle..."

Everyone exclaimed in unison, and Master Huikong was even more frightened. He quickly grabbed Master Fan's arm and said with concern: "Uncle...uncle... are you okay, old man? Don't scare us ah?"

Master Liao Fan straightened his body, opened his mouth, and spat out a mouthful of blood again, his face turned pale, and his breathing became heavy, but he couldn't say a word anymore.

"Quick! Quickly carry Master Uncle to his room, he has suffered serious internal injuries!" Master Huicong hugged Master Fan's leg, and the monks hurriedly lifted Master Fan up, Quickly headed towards Master Fan's house.

Guo Dacheng was in a trance for a while, although he had seen too many incredible things with Taoist Qingfeng and others before, but in terms of the shocking degree, this time he was the most astonished, because the things he saw before were still inexplicable. Within the scope of my tolerance, I have heard a little bit about such things as head-down technique, poisonous insects, snakes and ants, but the soul of a tiger and a dragon-subduing Arhat were unheard of before, and he would never know. Thinking that such an earth-shattering event would happen tonight, he actually saw the Living Buddha and the legendary Arhat Jigong.

However, the mouthful of blood that Master Liaofan vomited completely pulled Guo Dacheng back from the shock. His legs are still trembling uncomfortably, but he still followed the great monks and walked quickly towards the backyard of Dakong Temple .

With a sound of "bang", Master Huiming kicked the door of Master Liao Fan's room open, and the door panel was also removed by him at once. Master Liao Fan never sleeps in bed, and just meditates every day. The two beds that Zhou Ming slept on were temporarily added, and now he couldn't care about that much, so he had to remove the door panel and use it as a bed for the time being.

Here, Master Huiming removed the door panel. Several big monks outside had moved some stones to cushion the house, and placed the door panel on top of the stones. After feeling safe, Master Huikong Only then did he gently place Master Fan on the door panel.

Daoist Qingfeng, who was seriously injured, had already heard the commotion outside, howling ghosts and howling wolves, and making endless noises. He knew that something serious must have happened, and wanted to go out to have a look, but his body was seriously injured and he couldn't move around. He could only sit there and worry about it. Now he saw all the masters carrying blood all over him. Master Fan hurried into the room, he was shocked. He would never have thought that Dharma cultivation For such a profound Master Fan to be wounded like this, how high is the cultivation level of a person who can injure him?
At that moment, Daoist Qingfeng hurriedly asked: "What's the matter? Master Fan, what's the matter?"

However, everyone was paying attention to Master Fan who was lying on the door panel. It seemed that no one had heard Daoist Qingfeng's words, and they were just in a mess. Uncles and uncles who didn't listen called Master Fan. The great monk's face was full of pain.

(End of this chapter)