Suddenly--

"Om!"

The ripples of the enchantment fainted in the air.

The person who rushed to the front was also knocked into flight.

There was a scream, and the people behind stopped alertly.

"What's the matter?" He Huo couldn't help but cocked his toes, trying to see clearly what happened before him.

Yin Nineteen thoughtfully looked at Xizi: "When did you discover it?"

"just now!"

The moment Ling Luoyu waved his hand, he guessed it.

In the barrier, Ling Luoyu's black eyes were burning, standing quietly.

The hair was flying, covering the coldness of her eyes, slowly raising her hand to wipe the blood stains from the corners of her mouth.

"Fatty, let's go!"

She has no time to pester these people.

Dongfang has shown the white belly.

The sun is coming out!

The real Changyang will wake up too! !

She has no time!

Feng Chenglin responded and took the lead in entering the Baohe Temple.

Early in the morning when Shao Huanyang slaughtered, the monks in Baohe Temple received the news and had escaped 90%.

The rest are some old and helpless monks, or weak and helpless monks.

Seeing Ling Luoyu walking in full of blood, he shrank to the corner one by one.

Just now, they could see clearly the scene of her killing.

Ling Luoyu didn't care about them, pressed his chest, and walked up the steps step by step.

"Nothingness, tell Dingmiao, we...our mission is completed, next... is his time to be the protagonist!"

They spent so much setbacks for the next moment.

"San Shao..." Feng Chenglin roared above and waved his hand: "Here, I'm here..."

Ling Luoyu gathered his strength, tore the void, appeared beside him, and after releasing the Dingmiao, sat down weakly.

"No, I have to heal... Next, it's time for you to come..."

Without waiting for Dingmiao to speak, she escaped into the chaos.

Shao Huanyang's scimitar pierced her body really hard.

Even though she can heal her wound, it takes time to heal herself!

"Why did she go?" Dingmiao panicked slightly.

"She has died for half her life, so she can't take the time to heal her injuries?"

Feng Chenglin impatiently clapped the stone platform under his hands, quite impatient.

"I'll be in charge of her first, and then talk about us first...The box is underneath, have you worked out the mechanism to open it?"

"No"

"No!?"

Feng Chenglin couldn't help but pause when he was about to push away the stone platform, and instantly waited for the temple.

The two of us...that was fighting with our lives, and you have won so little time for me, but you still haven't? "

Dingmiao was a little embarrassed: "I can't say no, it's just...just a little bit of clue, no specific plan."

"It's okay, it's okay, as long as you have a clue!"

Feng Chenglin didn't dare to put too much pressure on the temple, and at the same time he was relieved.

"The thing is here, you just need to open it before the sun is completely out!"

"sun?"

Dingmiao subconsciously looked up at the sky.

At this time, the sky was already bright.

It is only an hour before sunrise.

"I, I'm...too anxious..."

"No hurry, no hurry, I believe you!"

Feng Chenglin dragged the stone platform out and opened the upper layer to reveal the treasure box inside.

"How? Do you have a memory now?"

Dingmiao frowned and looked at the treasure box in a circle, seeming to be looking for a starting point for cracking.

"Brother Feng, do you remember the pattern of that book?"