"Yunyun!" Chu Lun watched as the horse was weakening at a speed visible to the naked eye. The originally shiny fur was quickly dimming and its luster was disappearing.

The two guards behind him were assisted by their companions, but to no avail. They were retreating steadily, and blood was oozing out of their palms. The color of the blood was getting darker and darker, and the stench was getting stronger and stronger.

"So..." Chu Lun held the horse's head in his arms and stroked its satin-like snow-white fur, feeling so distressed that he couldn't help himself.

He has raised this horse with his own hands since it was born, feeding it grass every day and even cleaning the stables, taking good care of it.

When he was two years old, his mother had a younger sister. There were four brothers and only one younger sister. You can imagine how favored the younger sister was, and the whole family gathered around her.

He was almost ignored and ignored, so he developed a withdrawn character and didn't like to talk to others.

When he was twelve years old, King Yi came back with this little pony. He said that it was of the blood of a divine pony and that it would also be a spiritual pony when it grew up. He gave it to him and asked him to take good care of it and not to worry about it.

Raised to death.

From then on, his temperament became much more lively. He talked to the little pony every day, told it all the troubles and joys, and regarded it as his closest friend.

And it is worthy of the blood of the divine horse. It is also very spiritual, very smart, and considerate.

In this world, his best friend is this horse, and the rest are his family and friends.

He hugged the horse sadly, his heart filled with helplessness, pain and endless anger.

Yunyun blocked the knife in order to save himself, but he could only watch it die.

My prince is so incompetent, so incompetent!

"Why doesn't this medicine work?" He raised his head suddenly and shouted: "Zhang Dacheng, what kind of magic medicine did you get? It doesn't work!"

The ugly young man said helplessly: "Your Majesty, it is already the best antidote, but this guy's poison..."

He stared around with bright eyes, like torches: "It's extremely vicious, it's extremely vicious, I'm afraid it can't be cured."

"Ah——!" Chu Lun looked up to the sky and roared: "If you have the guts, come out. What kind of poison should you use? Despicable villain, shameless villain, get out!"

There was silence all around.

People watching from a distance showed sympathetic expressions.

They could see Chu Lun's pain and sadness. Someone had hurt his horse with a poisonous knife, and there were two guards.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid Lao Jiu and Lao Ba will not be together." A guard said solemnly: "We can't suppress this poison!"

"...Please invite the miraculous doctor. The miraculous doctor is still in the house. Please come over!"

"Your Majesty, it's useless..." The guard said solemnly: "It's okay for them to treat the disease. This kind of poison is probably rare in the world and cannot be cured, and... I can't wait any longer."

Chu Lun hugged the horse tightly, and its body began to twitch and twitch, and blood began to vomit from its mouth.

"Ah——!" Chu Lun felt that his heart was broken.

He looked up to the sky and shouted: "Despicable guy, get out of here——!"

He gritted his teeth and said: "As long as you hand over the antidote, I will kill you as you please and never frown, just bring out the antidote!"

"Your Majesty!"

The guards shouted in a deep voice.

If the prince is dead, they can escape with their lives, so what's the use of saving themselves.

Fan Ye, who was surrounded by guards and could not see his figure, said in a deep voice: "Fourth Prince, don't worry, there is a way!"

He was short and could not be seen when surrounded by the guards. He was covered so tightly that even if there were hidden weapons, they could not hit him.

"Your Majesty, tell me quickly!" Chu Lun said hurriedly: "What is the solution?"

"Please ask Master Fakong to take action." Fan Ye said: "Although this poison is strong, it may not be difficult to kill Master Fakong."

"Master Fakong..." Chu Lun looked bitter.

I have no friendship with Master Fakong at all, and my father doesn’t seem to have a good impression of Master Fakong either.

I'm afraid they are rivals rather than friends.

Can Master Fakong save himself?

Fan Ningyu said: "I'll go and ask Master Fakong for help. Grandpa, don't move here."

The assassin wanted to kill Chu Lun, which had nothing to do with him, but he couldn't help but watch Chu Lun die.

Chu Lun hated him, but he wasn't a bad person. He couldn't be so hard-hearted, so he could only try his best to help.

I hope he will be wiser and stop pestering me after this time.

"Laojiu!"

"Laoba!"

Two guards who were sitting cross-legged doing kung fu suddenly vomited black blood from their mouths, rolled their eyes, and fell backwards. They were caught in the arms of their two companions, and they were already dead.

"Amitabha!" A Buddha's name sounded slowly.

Immediately, the nectar fell.

The horse, which was convulsing and frothing, suddenly stopped, and the two guards vomiting black blood trembled.

Wherever the nectar passes, the poison quickly disappears.

The rejuvenation spell is best at dispelling evil and detoxifying, just like boiling water pouring snow.

The nectar not only drives away the poison, but also brings vitality, re-injecting vitality into the already withered body.

Their hearts resumed beating, beating more vigorously than before, their vitality and internal energy surged.

The two guards turned over and sat up and started exercising again, but it was no longer necessary.

The whole body has been healed, and the harm of the poison has been eliminated.

"Xi Yu Yu——!" The four black hooves suddenly stretched out, Yi Yun suddenly turned over and stood up, looked up to the sky and let out a clear, high-pitched hiss.

"Haha!" Chu Lun hugged the horse's neck and rubbed it hard, overjoyed.

"Thank you, Master Fakong! Thank you, Master Fakong!" He saluted in the direction of the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple.

Fa Kong's voice came slowly, as if coming from the very far horizon, vague but clear: "God has the virtue of a good life, and there should be no blood and light in the Buddhist monastery. Your Majesty, there is no need to be too polite."

"Yes, then I won't be polite." Chu Lun wiped away his tears.

He had already burst into tears before he knew it.

Fa Kong's voice disappeared and never appeared again.

The two guards jumped up with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

They had heard the name of Master Fa Kong and were dubious, thinking that no matter how high the eminent monk was, he could not have such magical powers.

Today I experienced it personally and realized that the power of Buddha's mantra is more incredible and bizarre than I imagined.

His mortal wound was healed in an instant.

This completely goes against common sense, goes against my own concepts, and goes beyond my own imagination.

No matter how hard you imagine, you can't think of any power in the world that can instantly eliminate poison and repair the body that has been corroded by the poison.

"Hehe, I'll just say it." Fan Ye smiled and said, "Have you seen the power of the Rejuvenation Spell?"

"It's so amazing!" Chu Lun stroked Yi Yiyun's mane and forehead, his eyes shining with excitement: "It's so amazing! He is indeed a divine monk!"

The joy of regaining his lost soul made him unable to restrain himself, and he could not be more grateful to Fa Kong. Fa Kong unexpectedly found that two bits of faith emerged from Chu Lun.

This surprised Fakong who was sitting in his yard.

"Now is not the time to be happy. The assassin hasn't left yet!" Fan Ningyu said angrily: "It's better to catch him!"

Chu Lun gritted his teeth: "Such a despicable and shameless guy must die!"

If there were no Master Fakong today, Yunyun would be dead, and Lao Ba and Lao Jiu would be dead!

Not to mention that, Lao Ba and Lao Ninth were also loyal and had been by his side for five or six years. It was really sad that they died like this.

"You have a good idea, can you find him?!" Fan Ningyu said coldly: "We will decide whether he will die after we find him!"

"Despicable villain! Shameless villain! Dirty villain! Get out!" Chu Lun roared.

Fan Ningyu shook her head: "Do you only know these few curse words?"

"...bastard, bastard, the guy who cut off his descendants, will die a good death, with thousands of arrows piercing his heart!" Chu Lun racked his brains.

"Forget it." Fan Ningyu waved her hand and the tip of her sword shook slightly: "Escape."

She felt that the murderous intention had disappeared.

Just a thorn in my heart.

There is still such a strange guest in the world, such a powerful assassination technique, without a trace or a human being.

If it weren't for his extraordinary abilities and his extraordinary sensitivity to murderous intent, he wouldn't have been able to find this person this time, and he might have been silenced as well.

"Really leaving?" Chu Lun frowned: "He failed to kill me, will he leave?...If it were me, I would still look for a chance."

Fan Ningyu glanced at him sideways.

"Miss Ningyu, are you going to leave?"
To be continued...