yan Luo came too fast, and Chang Lu hurriedly offered up the Buddhist beads again to block him.
But Yan Luo was unstoppable from top to bottom, and his Buddhist beads were pushed down forcefully.
With this momentum, he continued to fall until he was close to the water surface, and then he hit the water with a splash. The eighteen Buddhist beads also fell into the water out of control.
Under the water, Dashan carried Yan Feng to safe waters and handed him over to Bai Yue for treatment.
When Dalan saw that the evil monk had also fallen into the water, he turned around and bit him.
Chang Lu was startled and turned around and ran.
But there is Yan Luo behind.
Yan Luo's face was stern at this time, and he was obviously very angry. Chang Lu's heart skipped a beat. He knew that Yan Luo was very murderous towards him, and he had to find a way to escape.
He bit his tongue hard, and the blood stained the Buddhist beads.
The golden light of the Buddhist beads was bright and surrounded Chang Lu. He poured his spiritual power into his feet and flew out from underwater just before Yan Luo caught up with him.
The monk who lost his stick had already reached the surface of the water. Without saying a word, Chang Lu grabbed him and pushed him back.
Yan Luo's sword pierced him instantly.
The monk widened his eyes and looked at Chang Lu in disbelief.
Chang Lu did not even turn his head back, and quickly fled away surrounded by the Buddhist beads.
Yan Luo glanced at Chang Lu who was walking away, and then looked at the disciples of Fuguang Palace who were trapped in one place by Tianmo Temple below.
Make a prompt decision and return to the surface.
She repelled the people from Tianmo Temple with one sword, and then fed all the monks to Xiaohua and the others.
"Sister Luo, Yan Feng has internal injuries this time, and the injuries are serious."
Bai Yue's voice came from the giant python.
She was helping Yan Feng sit on Xiaohua's belly.
Yan Luo immediately flew over and landed on Xiaohua, while waving his hand and releasing another boat.
The disciples who fell into the water supported each other and climbed onto the boat. After getting on the boat, they lay on their backs, stuffed healing pills into their mouths, and then sat up to meditate to heal their wounds.
Liu Hong's family and Li Zi were all mortals, and at this moment they were lying on the deck as weak as rag dolls.
Yan Luo picked up Yan Feng and carried him into the cabin.
The pill in her hand had a good healing effect, so she fed it to Yan Feng without hesitation. Then she took out a bathtub from the space, filled it with half a bucket of stream water, and soaked Yan Feng in it.
Yan Feng soaked in the bucket, and the burning sensation from his internal organs disappeared instantly.
The others opened their eyes as well.
"Sister, are they gone?"
Yan Luo nodded.
"They are all dead, except Chang Lu who ran away."
Yan Feng frowned.
"Will he go back for help?"
Yan Luo poked him,
"You heal your wounds first."
Monk Changlu is narrow-minded. Moreover, they witnessed the murder in Tianmo Temple and have evidence that they are practicing evil skills. Tianmo Temple will definitely not let them go.
But it's already afternoon now, and even if the people from Tianmo Temple catch up with us, it will take until tomorrow.
The most important thing now is to recover as soon as possible.
Yan Luo took Xiaohua and the others back into the space, as the space was more conducive to their recovery.
After arranging these, Yan Luo looked at the people on the boat.
In addition to her, there are a total of twenty disciples in Fuguang Palace, and there are four mortals including Li Zi.
Except for Bai Yue, all the other twenty disciples were injured to varying degrees.
There are three or four disciples in particular who were severely injured and unable to wake up. It looks like they won't be able to recover even tomorrow and will need at least ten days of recuperation.
Chang Lu went back to ask for help this time. Maybe more eighth-level monks in the Gathering Spirit Realm would come. It is also possible that the old abbot of Tianmo Temple would come to deal with her personally.
I'm afraid by then...
Yan Luo frowned tightly.
In the bathtub, Yan Feng noticed something was wrong with Yan Luo, and he said,
"Sister, are you worried about what to do if someone comes from Tianmo Temple again?"
Hearing this, the disciples who were resting gathered around.
Li Zhe said,
"Sister Luo, you can fly a sword, don't worry about us, take the Palace Master away!"
"Yes, Sister Luo, we can't leave anyway, but you are different, so you should leave quickly."
"As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood. As long as Sister Luo and the Palace Master are gone, our Fuguang Palace will continue to flourish. By then, all of us will be elders. Just thinking about it makes me feel so proud~"
The Liu family member who had been half dead also came over.
"We should have died in the fire this morning. Benefactor, please don't worry about us."
Yan Luo and Yan Feng looked at everyone. They had sincere expressions on their faces and spoke lightly, but the fear of death in their eyes was suppressed as they tried hard.
Who is not afraid of death? Their determination to die is worthy of admiration.
Yan Luo said,
"We will be divided into two groups.
One group, Yan Feng takes the seriously injured people away, and you take another route to Lotus Peak.
Group 2, leave a few people behind to follow me and maintain the original path. "
After saying that, Yan Luo slowly explained,
"The water surface is so small. If we all change our route, the people from Tianmo Temple will not give up until they can find us. As long as they also change their route, they will be able to find us. Therefore, we need to leave someone behind to attract firepower."
The disciples of Fuguang Palace were all smart people, and they quickly understood what Yan Luo meant.
The group that leaves has hope of escaping, while the group that stays behind is in danger.
Bai Yue said,
"Sister Luo, I will stay here. If you need any help, I can treat you quickly."
Li Zhe pushed her and said,
"You should take good care of the Palace Master and his injured brothers and sisters. I will stay here!"
"I, I, I'm already seriously injured, I don't want to cause any more trouble for you guys"
Yan Luo didn't expect that they would actually quarrel over who would stay.
She covered her head and waved her hands,
"Alright, stop arguing. Let's all go. Go to Lotus Peak and wait for me."
"How can that be possible?"
Yan Feng suddenly sat up straight in the bathtub, firmly disagreeing with Yan Luo's statement. Yan Luo reached out and pushed him down.
"You are all a burden to me if you are here. Since you don't have the ability to protect me, just leave."
Everyone:
Yan Luo said,
"Don't worry, even if I can't beat you, I can still run away."
Everyone still disagreed, and Li Zhe said,
"Sister Luo, how about we stay here and you take the Palace Master and the others away? We will feel relieved if you take care of the Palace Master."
Yan Luo shook his head.
Anyone who stayed except her would die.
Besides, they couldn't delay Tianmo Temple for a while.
Dusk fell over the water, and everyone was preoccupied.
This is already a hilly area. Occasionally, there are round and bumpy peaks of not too high standing not far away, like lurking monsters in the night.
Yan Luo quietly entered the space,
The three members of Dashan's family have recovered well and are now soaking in the stream.
She said,
"Send Yan Feng and the others to Lotus Peak, then stay there and protect their safety."
Xiaohua stretched out her head and shook it.
"And me?"
"You protect me."
The huge python's head slammed into the water with a bang, and Xiaohua buried herself weakly at the bottom of the water.
No love anymore, no love anymore. The master does dangerous things all day long, and still lets such a delicate demon like him to protect him.