My princess Lu Ziye

Chapter 222 Chapter 223 Lard fat covered the heart of evil!I kick you to death!
Shangguan Yanwan only felt her brows warm up, and raised her head to give him a slight smile.

"What Brother Yifei said is right, but I'm not angry, I just feel noisy and uncomfortable in my ears."

Yun Yifei frowned and thought for a moment, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked.

"When I go back, I will make a few more spiritual weapons for you that can silence speech, um, more effective."

Shangguan Yanwan frowned, smiling like a rose that bloomed at the beginning of the morning.

"Brother Yifei, I'm the best."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head with a serious face and waved his hand, "Next."

After the words fell, the other ghosts began to accuse Yuan Jing of his crimes one after another, without exception, they all went up and tortured him.

If it wasn't for the ghost's physique, Yuan Jing would have been torn to pieces long ago.

Yuan Zhen and Yuan Hui stood aside, listening carefully, the more they listened, the deeper their frowns became.

The rosary beads in Yuan Hui's hand had already been crushed by him, and deep guilt had enveloped his entire heart.

He didn't even want to see Yuan Jing again, and kept chanting.

"Amitabha, Amitabha, sin, sin."

Yuan Zhen was so angry that she blew her beard and stared, and almost kicked Yuan Jing to death, and the spit from her mouth splashed all over his face.

"You evil! What an evil! How can you be worthy of the Buddha?! You did something outrageous in the holy land of Buddhism!
Are you not afraid of going to the eighteen levels of hell after death?You lard-covered evil!I kick you to death! "

Yuan Jing's spirit was tortured by several ghosts in turn, and his body was tortured by Yuan Zhen. Under the double blow, he was already overwhelmed.

He hugged Yuan Hui's leg tightly, tears and snot rubbed his monk's robe, and just cried and begged over and over again.

"Brother Yuanhui, I was wrong, I know I was wrong, please help me, please help me!

I donate all the gold leaves to our monastery, okay?Just please let me go! "

Yuan Hui frowned even more when he heard this, and could even pinch a fly to death, the despair in his eyes flashed away.

He looked down at Yuan Jing, and finally moved, moving his leg aside.

"It's all karma, karma, since it's your fault, it's up to you to redeem it.

It's not about the poor monk letting you go. You are not sorry for me, but for those ghosts who died in vain.

You shouldn't be begging me, but begging them to let you go. "

Yuan Jing looked at the empty hand and felt that the whole world was dark, and Yuan Hui's words were undoubtedly the last straw that broke the camel's back.

He collapsed on the ground in despair, rolling with his head in pain.

Shangguan Yan Wan showed no sympathy on her face, she bowed her hands and looked at Yuan Hui and Yuan Zhen.

"Master Yuan Hui, Master Yuan Zhen, now that the matter is clear, can you two talk about how to deal with Yuan Jing?
Think about it clearly, there are more than a dozen innocent souls killed by him standing here.

If you can't calm them down, Qingquan Temple may not have a peaceful life in the future.

Of course, I have no other meaning, just want to remind you friendly.

In any case, I am a ghost judge, and I have to make decisions for them. "

Yuan Hui closed her eyes in pain. After a long time, she slowly opened her eyes and looked around before speaking.

"Junior Brother Yuan Zhen, let's say that Yuan Jing was seriously ill and passed away unfortunately."

After all, he walked straight to the outside of the hall.

Yuan Zhen clasped her hands together, "Yes, Senior Brother."

Yuan Jing, who was still struggling on the ground, felt like a madman when he heard this sentence.

　People who eat melons: Can Wei Guogong get what he wants?

　　National Teacher: Oh, you think too much

　　
　
(End of this chapter)