The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset Chapter 691

There is a tunnel leading to the outside of the palace. Mingjing knows it, and Nan En naturally knows it too.

When he was about to walk out of the tunnel, Nan En, who reacted, clasped Ming Jing's shoulder.

"You lied to me again."

I'm afraid that when he walks out of the tunnel, what awaits him will be a turtle in a urn, and all arrows will be fired.

The girl calmed down, and still said in a calm tone: "After counting the time, she has already left the sea area of Shendu Kingdom."

Nan En's eyes turned red, and he fell into a manic mood.

He grabbed Ming Jing's neck, threw her whole body against the uneven wall, and clasped her slender neck tightly with his fingers.

"I kill you."

At this moment, Nan En was like an angry lion, violent and impulsive.

Nan En is indeed a very terrifying enemy, under force suppression, people can hardly breathe.

Ming Jing strenuously reached out and touched the Qihai acupoint on Nan En's lower abdomen.

"Saint..." Suzaku led people around the exit, saw the mirror appeared, and immediately ordered the silver armored guards behind him to prepare bows and arrows.

Ming Jing almost stood firm, and Nan En chased after him, and instantly wrestled with Ming Jing.

Suzaku was terrified watching this scene.

Nan En's force value is very strong. Stimulated by his rage, he almost showed his full strength, and Ming Jing soon fell into a disadvantage.

Suzaku forced himself to calm down, took the bow and arrow from his subordinates, and aimed at Nan En's figure.

The two of them were fighting in one place, inseparable, and if one was not careful, it would be easy to accidentally injure the saint.

Ming Jing was about to be hit in the chest and abdomen by Nan En, and if he punched down, he would be crippled even if he didn't die. The slender girl was deftly moving against the ground from Nan En, and climbed up Nan En swiftly and swiftly. The girl's knees rested on Nan En's shoulders, and the rope turned into a skirt from the overturned wrists strangled Nan En's neck.

Everything just happens between lightning and flint, which requires a particularly terrifying speed.

It's now-

Suzaku narrowed his eyes coldly, let go of his fingers, and the sharp arrow left the string, flying towards Zhun Nanen's chest.

The girl held the scythe of death in her hands, her beautiful face was filled with shocking indifference, and her eyes were cold and cold.

Three arrows were fired in a row, one arrow hit the chest, and two arrows hit the knees of both legs.

Even so, Nan En's body was still in a state of rage, and Ming Jing was thrown out violently.

"Saint..." Suzaku turned pale with shock.

Ming Jing rolled on the ground several times, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, his complexion was particularly pale.

She immediately stretched out her hand to seal several acupoints on her heart, and raised her sleeve to wipe the blood from her mouth.

Even though Nan En hit three arrows in a row, he still didn't fall down. He rushed straight towards Ming Jing and shouted, "I'm going to kill you."

Ming Jing's eyes darkened.

Just when Nan En was about to rush over, a black shadow flashed in front of him, and a person rushed straight at Nan En.

When Nan En saw this person, his eyes were fierce, and he gritted his teeth: "Sang Luo."

Sang Luo threw a long sword at him: "Today, let's have a duel."

He looked back at Ding Jing, and Nan En had already launched an attack on the opposite side.

"Om..." The swords collided, making a piercing buzzing sound.

Sang Luo was forced to retreat again and again.

Sang Luo's eyes are deep and firm. This is a battle of kings, and there will be no end to death.

Steady your mind and raise your spirits to face the battle.

Swords and swords, murderous intent everywhere,

Even though they were hit by several swords, neither of them took a step back, and they were even more fearless in the face of the blade.

Sang Luo lost to Nan En no matter in terms of swordsmanship or physical strength. He had many sword wounds on his body, his clothes were in dilapidated condition, and the fabric was soaked in blood.

Nan En used up some of his physical strength in the fight with Ming Jing before, and with the three arrows in his body, he was still able to suppress Sang Luo steadily, which has to be said to be a miracle.

Sang Luo got knocked down again and again and stood up again and again, the more frustrated he became, the braver he became, fierce and fearless.

Suzaku and the Sanyu Army who rushed over saw this scene, and they felt awe in their hearts.

Only a brave king deserves their loyalty.

Finally—Sang Luo grabbed the gap, pierced Nan En's chest with the tip of his sword without hesitation and pinned him to the ground, Nan En's eyes widened unwillingly.

Sang Luo knelt on one knee, clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, staring at Nan En's twisted and unwilling face with red eyes.

Nan En's eyes widened, and she fell silent.

It's actually a death without peace.

Sang Luo let go of her hand and fell to the ground in a daze.

General Nan En, who ruled over God Du Kingdom for many years, ended his life in this way.

Everyone sighed and feared.

Sang Luo suddenly raised his eyes and looked in the direction of Ming Jing.

He struggled to stand up and walked towards Mingjing step by step.

The girl's white clothes are dyed with bright red, just like red plums blooming on the snow, alluring and dazzling.

She sat quietly, her beautiful face was pale and indifferent.

Sang Luo is not much better, covered in blood.

He knelt down on the ground, stretched out his **** hand, and carefully touched her cheek.

Handsome eyebrows and eyes sparkle like spring water, "It's so good that you chose to stay..."

Hualuo threw herself straight into Ming Jing's arms, and passed out completely.

Ming Jing looked at the unconscious man in his arms and sighed secretly.

"Send the king back, so he can be bandaged."

The injuries on Sang Luo's body are all superficial wounds, so it doesn't damage the source, just take a good bandage and recuperate.

Xuanwu immediately ordered his subordinates to carry the stretcher over, carefully carried Sang Luo onto the stretcher and took him away.

Suzaku walked up to Ming Jing, with worried eyes: "Saint, your body..."

"I'm fine."

Ming Jing slowly got up, walked to Nan En and squatted down.

Suzaku's pupils shrank suddenly, and on the back of the girl's white clothes, there were dots of blood.

Suzaku immediately stepped forward and said, "No saint."

Ming Jing turned a deaf ear to it, stretched out his hand to close Nan En's eyelids, sat cross-legged, and muttered something.

Suzaku couldn't understand, but it seemed like chanting.

"General Nan En, you are a hero of the whole life, but you have gone astray. There is nothing wrong with the struggle for royal power, but this will only make people miserable, and the people will not live. You are a good general, but you will not be a good country. Selfishness will only drag you into the endless purgatory, I will chant sutras for you, and hope you can achieve your wish in the next life."

Saving one person for all peoples is mercy.

Hurting one person for the sake of all peoples is also compassion.

Whale Feather looked at this scene from a distance, the girl's face was dignified and sacred, and the whole body exuded a faint golden light, which was a color that shouldn't be in the world.

He thought he was wrong, even Sang Luo was not good enough for her.

Sang Luo fell into a coma for a day and a night and woke up, only to feel tingling pain all over her body.

"Master, you finally woke up."

What came into view was Xuan Wu's simple and honest face.

Sang Luo frowned, subconsciously said: "Where's the saint?"

Xuanwu thought to himself, the king really cares about the saint, he just woke up and asked the saint before asking anything.

His silence had a different meaning in Sang Luo's eyes. Sang Luo endured the pain and sat up from the bed, and was about to get out of bed when he lifted the quilt.

Xuanwu was taken aback: "Master, the saintess has told you not to move around."

Sang Luo was stunned: "What did you say?"

"The saint told me." Xuanwu said naturally.

"The Holy Maiden asks you to heal your wounds well. Only when you recover from your wounds can you take charge of the overall situation."

The internal troubles have been eliminated, and Shendu Kingdom can completely settle down.

"Did she...didn't leave?"

Sang Luo thought of the scene before coma, and gradually calmed down.

Xuanwu was at a loss: "Go? Where are you going?"

"Where is the saint now?"

"Of course it was in the Holy Temple. This time, many traitors from the Silver Armored Guards were caught. The saint is probably dealing with the traitors these days."

Sang Luo fell silent, and after a while he said: "Let the whale feather come to see me."

Holy Temple.

In the empty hall, a graceful girl slowly took off her coat, and in the half-person-high mirror, all kinds of scars on the girl's back were reflected.

Because the skin was too fair and tender, the scar appeared to be particularly shocking.

The injury is in the back, it is not easy to take medicine alone.

Ming Jing tied cotton on the wooden stick, dipped in the medicine and applied it little by little.

At the exit of the tunnel, Nan En threw her on the wall of the tunnel too hard. The uneven rocks on the wall hurt her back, and her internal organs were also damaged a lot, so she had to rest for a while.

Now that the internal troubles have been eliminated, Shendu Kingdom can settle down for a period of time, and this period of time is just right for her to recuperate.

At this time, a shadow flashed outside the temple door, and Suzaku's cold and respectful voice sounded: "Saint."

At the moment when the shadow appeared, Ming Jing had already put on his coat.

"Enter."

Suzaku walked in with his head down, the gauze curtain floating in front of his eyes. The girl's slender back is looming.

Suzaku immediately calmed down, and said in a deep voice: "The ship has successfully left the sea area of Shendu Kingdom, and it is estimated that it will arrive in Jiangzhou in two days."

"This time, you worked hard." The girl's soft voice was as ethereal as smoke.

"This is the duty of subordinates."

Paused, Suzaku said: "Saint, your injury...how is it?"

"I'm fine." The girl responded very simply.

How could it be all right? He clearly remembered that there were blood dots all over her back yesterday.

"I'm going to retreat for a period of time, and I won't see anyone during the period. Jiangzhou, please take care of me."

"Subordinates obey."

Suzaku closed the door of the main hall, and stood in the porch alone in a daze.

He looked at the empty holy temple in front of him.

The holy lord Qinglong is gone, Baihu has been reduced to a traitor and taken into prison, and what awaits him will be severe punishment. Xuanwu is the lord of the country, and he will never return to the holy temple in the future.

In this Nuoda holy temple, only he and she are left.

"Boss." Tian Wu came over with a medicine bowl in his hand.

Suzaku glanced at him, and that glance was so silly that he didn't know what mistake he had made.

Probably caused the saint to be injured, the leader of Suzaku should blame him, and after the saint is recovered, he will go to apologize.

"Take good care of the saint during this time." Suzaku left a sentence and walked away.

The Silver Armored Guards are seriously injured and need to be rectified. Jiangzhou has to keep an eye on it, and guard against the king's eyeliner. It will be very busy in the future.

Tian Wu turned around and opened the door of the palace, "Saint, the medicine is here."

"The subordinate neglected his duty and let the pirates go, please ask the king to punish him."

Whale Feather knelt down on the ground.

He doesn't know who the pirates are picking up, but it must be very important, maybe it has something to do with the saint.

In short, people ran away from under his nose, and it was indeed his dereliction of duty.

"Get up, the other party is coming prepared, how can you predict it?"

Sang Luo raised her hand and pinched the space between her eyebrows.

She used her own safety to contain him, and on the other side secretly arranged for someone to take them away, so as to hide the truth.

He doesn't have to worry about these things, as long as she stays.

Next, Sang Luo asked about Nan En's remnants, and Jing Yu answered them one by one, and the whole morning passed without knowing it.

Sang Luo's injuries were all skin trauma, nothing serious, young and strong, recovering quickly.

While drinking the medicine, he suddenly thought of the scene where Ming Jing vomited blood, and immediately stood up and strode out.

"Returning to the Lord, the saint is in retreat, and no outsiders are seen."

Sang fell at the gate of the holy temple and was intercepted by Suzaku.

Sang Luo glanced at the closed door behind Suzaku, and said calmly: "How is her injury...? Did you take your medicine on time?"

"Master Lao is concerned, the saint is fine."

Sang Luo smiled: "That's good."

Turn around and walk down the stairs.

"The lord. Suzaku spoke behind him.

Sang Luo stopped and looked back.

"The saint asked her subordinates to tell you, please don't forget the agreement with her."

Sang Luo was startled, then nodded with a smile.

"of course I remember."

To be a wise monarch, to be worthy of the people and the country.

That's it, it's up to her to help him eradicate Nan En by breaking the principle.

I will never break my promise to you.

Sang Luo turned around and strode away. Under the blue sky and white clouds, his tall and straight figure had an indomitable power, enough to support a country.

Chapter end

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