The husband may be a villain

Chapter 73 Blackening
The sun also seemed to turn pale and no longer warm. Among the people present, everyone felt scared.

After killing all the enemies, Beitang Su's gaze was fixed on his own people present.

The black energy all over his body didn't restrain, but seemed to be galloping, galloping unscrupulously.

"Your Highness!" He Jin shouted holding his breath.

However, Beitang Su turned a deaf ear to it.

Xiangsi was so frightened that she trembled all over, while holding Lan Yin tightly, she suddenly said loudly: "Seventh Prince, Miss is going to die, Miss is going to die, Seventh Prince, Yinyin is going to die!"

Her eyes were already swollen from crying, and the young lady was in his arms, not knowing whether she was alive or dead, and her breathing became weak.

"Yinyin..." Beitang Su suddenly stopped in his footsteps and looked over suspiciously.

"Yinyin is hurt, have you forgotten? Seventh Prince, save Miss!" Xiangsi cried and cried.

The black air on Beitang Su's body disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his eyes, which were entwined by the black air, gradually became clear.

"Yinyin!" When he finally woke up, he rushed to Lanyin in a few steps.

But Lan Yin was already in a coma, in Xiangsi's arms, her face was pale.

"Yinyin." Beitang Su squatted down, but seemed afraid to touch her, for fear that if he exerted too much strength, he would break her.

"Yinyin!" called out, but there was no reaction from the pale little man.

"Don't be afraid, I will save you, you will be fine!" After all, he hugged her from Acacia's arms: "Go to your master, he will save you, don't be afraid! Don't be afraid!"

"Amitabha! Don't take it away, tell me to take a look. This little benefactor has hurt his heart and is walking around. She can't take it anymore."

Suddenly, an old voice came.

Bei Tang Su tightened his hand holding Lan Yin, black air flashed in his eyes: "Who are you?"

"The old man is a monk in this temple. Passing by here, benefactor, put down the little benefactor, take a heart-protecting pill first and carry her to the temple, and then find someone to save her. It is serious, don't delay." The old man The monk came over in a few steps.

Beitang Su didn't hold back, and put Lan Yin in a dry place.

The monk took out a small silver bottle, poured out a pill and handed it to Beitang Su: "I've seen it, and I'll give it to her. The child is very weak now, and there is no need to delay it."

Beitang Su intuitively felt that there was nothing wrong with the medicine, so he gave Lan Yin to take it.

"The injury is serious, come and take this." The old monk had already handed another pill to He Jin.

After He Jin ate, he went to search for other people.

After a while, he returned disappointed: "There is no one to live."

"The benefactor is young and has too much desire to kill, this is not good..." The old monk looked at Beitang Su and sighed.

"Could it be that you want to teach me to become a monk? You don't need to work hard." Beitang Su frowned.

After all, the monk gave Lanyin a medicine, so it's not good to be too harsh on him.

"No, no, the benefactor's fate is something that my mortal Buddhism can't save! Well, it's almost done, take this little benefactor to the temple quickly, and then find someone to save her."

"It doesn't seem to be necessary." Lan Yin suddenly opened his eyes at this moment.

She felt pain all over her body, especially where she was hit by the palm.

However, there is another feeling, that is, her injury is improving.

Naturally, it wasn't because of that pill, but her own body...was getting better.

"This... the little benefactor is also a miraculous person." As expected of an old monk, the old monk was just surprised for a moment, and then he said with a smile: "Since I don't need this old monk here, I will leave! Donors, what did you do today?" If you want to kill evil, in the coming day, you will also ask your family to come and offer a few sticks of incense to save these dead souls!"

"Thanks to this eminent monk, I will definitely come in person someday." Lan Yin said while supporting Beitang Su's hand.

After the old monk bowed, he drifted away.

"Yinyin, are you feeling better?" Bei Tangsu hugged Lan Yin nervously.

"I'm fine, I'm... self-healing." Lan Yin stared into Bei Tang Su's eyes.

"That's good, I'm sorry, I came late and caused you to suffer." Beitang Su felt sorry for her, and didn't care what was wrong with her at all.

What's more, he himself is not a normal person, so why is he afraid that Lan Yin is abnormal?
"These people all died for me." Lan Yin looked at the guards and the two comforters with gloomy eyes.

"Protecting Miss is the subordinate's accusation. It's a pity that I didn't protect it well, and I ask the sect master to punish me." Tsing Yi and Qing Ling knelt down and said.

"You guys are doing well. Get up." Beitang Su waved.

"I'm sorry to make you lose your sister." Lan Yin looked over apologetically.

The two hurriedly knelt down again: "Miss, why did you say that, the lady is our master! To protect the master, we should not hesitate to die, and what's more, the lady saved our lives! We can't repay in this life, I can only protect Miss well, and I am willing to repay you in the next life with a straw title!"

"Speak stupid! Your lives are not so worthless. Well, I don't have the energy to speak now. We'll talk when I recover." Although Lan Yin was healing himself, the speed was very slow.

"Don't talk about it, I'll take you back, the Taoist is coming soon, tell your two girls to save the aftermath." Beitang Su picked up Lan Yin and flew on the horse.

She was tightly wrapped in a big black cloak, from the outside, it was impossible to see what Beitang Su was holding in his arms.

Hurry up and return to the temple soon.

Before I went in, I saw the host Cheng An outside: "Is Junior Sister injured?"

"Well, where is the ancestor." Beitang Su came down holding Lan Yin.

"The ancestor is waiting, hurry up!" Cheng An gave up his seat, and the two walked in together.

"Injured? Is it okay?" The ancestor smiled and didn't care at all.

"Yinyin was seriously injured!" Beitang Su was obviously very angry, and blackness flashed in his eyes again.

"Tsk, you boy, I don't feel sorry for my apprentice? You should restrain your temper, today you are chopping dumpling stuffing again? You are frightening my apprentice, what should I do if she doesn't follow you?" The ancestor was about to reach out his hand Take Lan Yin from Beitang Su's arms.

Beitang Su felt nervous for a moment, took a step back, and his eyes were covered by black mist, obviously they were about to turn black again.

"Yinyin... is mine!" His voice had a gloomy tone.

"Hey! Beitang Su, if you refuse to control your temper, I will really ignore you!" Lan Yin tried his best to pry his head out of the cloak.

"Yinyin..." Beitang Su's eyes remained the same, but he looked at Lanyin with some helplessness.

"It hurts, it hurts so much!" Lan Yin wailed, clutching her heart.

"Yinyin..." Beitang Su got nervous, and then she returned to normal, and put her on the couch: "Is it better?"

"What a brat, what a brat!" the ancestor said angrily.

"Okay, it's all right." Lan Yin said, took out a pill from his arms and ate it: "It's much better, it's self-healing along the way."

(End of this chapter)