Wrong marriage at night: the princess has yin and yang pupils

Chapter 440 Bewitched by Evil Spirits

Miss Li's words made the monks look at each other in blank dismay.

One of them looked at the abbot tentatively.

The abbot nodded and sat on a chair beside him, his eyes full of interest.

So Miss Li was untied.

She got up and stroked the face of the monk closest to her.

Then he staggered and walked towards me slowly.

When he came to me, he bent down and began to untie my rope.

"He who understands current affairs is a hero, sister, don't resist!"

Miss Li said, when she untied the last rope, she suddenly stared into my eyes.

"The chastity that I can't defend, you must defend it for me! Run!"

With such a short sentence, Miss Li swooped down and hung on the abbot.

He opened his mouth and bit her nose.

The abbot cried out in pain, and raised his hand to cover Miss Li's celestial spirit.

Miss Li's eyes widened, and she bit deeper and deeper, even biting off the abbot's nose.

The abbot strangled her neck with an angry shout, and Miss Li's head tilted when she heard a 'click'.

Bright red blood flowed from her eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

This series of events happened too fast.

As soon as I reacted, I rushed out the door, but the group of monks with high martial arts skills turned over and fell to the ground first, and stopped me.

When they took me back to the room again, the abbot was punching the dead Ms. Li in the face one after another.

The face was bloody and bloody from the beating, and the outline could not be discerned.

Even so, he was not discouraged.

He raised his foot and stepped on it fiercely.

Suddenly the skull shattered and the brain burst.

"Take her spiritual body into the incense burner, and burn it with the Buddha's light every day, so that she will never be reborn forever!"

Do not!
I want to bear it!
I want to bear it!
I can't use Yin power!
I want……

Do not!
I can't bear it!
In order to save me, Miss Li died in front of her eyes!

Such fire and hatred cannot be extinguished!
"The one who should never be reborn...is you!"

I slowly spit out such a sentence, and suddenly looked at the abbot.

Black air oozes from his body.

The two monks who grabbed me let out a cry of pain and hastily let go.

Hands that can be corroded by black air rot quickly.

The white bones came into view impressively.

"How could this be?"

Seeing this, the monk next to him picked up a knife and chopped off the monk's arm that was about to rot to the shoulder.

However, this did not stop the rate of his decay.

"Where is the evildoer?"

The abbot drew a swastika on his palm, ignoring the bleeding from his nose.

The swastika emitted golden light and was thrown directly from the palm.

The moment it hit my chest, my figure was suddenly translucent.

The swastika passed through my body abruptly and hit the monk behind me. ,

The monk cried out in pain, and was knocked out.

"You..." the abbot widened his eyes.

"Eighteen Arhats please!"

With a roar from the abbot, the monks undressed one after another.

They quickly formed formations and drew swastikas on their chests.

Immediately afterwards, his body became sallow and turned into a bronze figure.

"Eighteen bronze men, eighteen vajras, invulnerable to evil, invulnerable to swords and spears!" the abbot sneered.

I didn't make a sound, but looked sharply at one of them.

The monk froze immediately.

Then, a pair of black withered hands protruded from the marble.

He grabbed the monk's feet and yanked them violently.

Immediately, the phantom in the monk's body was dragged into the ground.

The monk tilted his body, his color faded, and he fell to the ground in exasperation.

His spirit was hooked away by the evil spirit in just an instant.

The marble floor was cracked piece by piece.

Evil spirits came out of it one by one.

They roared and rushed towards the monk, tearing their formation apart.

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(End of this chapter)