Chapter 934 Buddha's Birthday

  When the carriage rushed all the way towards the Salvation Hall.

  Yang Dianfeng’s eyes, ears, nose, and mouth have already spurted blood out.

  The maid of the Jiang family screamed again and again, and the horrified screams came from far away.

   "Come on, come on. Young Master Yang has bleeding from his seven orifices." Everyone screamed.

   A thin boy ran out of Jiang’s house, about seven or eight years old, and he looked stern.

  "Brother Dianfeng..." Jiang Huailin hurriedly ran towards Yang Dianfeng.

  Jiang Huailin is now seven years old, and he often plays with Yang Dianfeng, but he has a good relationship.

  As soon as he ran over at this moment, Yang Dianfeng turned around...

  Jiang Huailin took a step.

  Her eyes flinched and looked at him with a little horror.

   "You are not the pinnacle brother." Jiang Huailin's tone was full of certainty, his whole body exploded.

  He was a weasel into a spirit, and he entered Jiang Huailin's body by coincidence. Finish this life for him.

   is very familiar with the perception of breath in mortals.

  At this moment, Yang Dianfeng, with a copper stench of gold and silver on his body, even with blood from his eyes. But the few breaths hidden in it shocked Jiang Huailin.

   is the breath of the gods.

  The gods cannot be summoned and cannot go to the realm.

  The people who bear the divine call are all specially selected from the elementary school to learn divine sacrifice.

  At this moment, Yang Dianfeng's body, Yang Dianfeng can't bear it naturally.

   However, Jiang Huailin was a little surprised that if someone else was afraid that he would explode and die in an instant. But he seemed to have no other problems except bleeding.

  Yang Dianfeng raised his eyes and glanced at him quietly, then closed his eyes gently.

  The moment the **** disappeared, Yang Dianfeng collapsed and fell softly to the ground.

Jiang Huailin breathed a sigh of relief, and as soon as the suppression disappeared, he stepped forward to support Yang Dianfeng who was about to land.

  Yang Dianfeng opened his eyes in a daze, weakened.

   "I had a dream, I dreamt that I became a golden statue. Many people worshipped me, hahaha, and called me the God of Wealth..." After speaking, he passed out with a bang.

  Jiang Huailin was startled and looked at him suspiciously.

  At this moment, the carriage from Beijing is speeding all the way.

  In just half an hour, he arrived at the foot of the Temple of Salvation.

  The Hall of Salvation and the Huguo Temple are built on a high mountain and there is no carriage way.

  You can only climb up from the foot of the mountain one step at a time.

  Lu Huaijiang’s lips pressed tightly, and the evil **** said in his mind, “I advise you not to use the power you shouldn’t use. Today, the Buddha’s birthday, the gods and Buddhas are all looking at Huguo Temple.”

"Although the Buddha was never ranked in the immortal class, he was at the same time as the God of Creation, and he had a great kindness to this world. Every year his birthday, there will be gods and Buddhas to celebrate him. This world happens to be the Buddha once If the deity guessed well, I’m afraid that the woman of Creation God is watching from the sky."

   "There are still talents, the young man who came to Jiang's family to report. The deity looks at him with a breath that is not right."

   "It won't be the lady-in-law of the God of Creation. In order to save the bastard, did the public guilty?" The evil **** was full of excitement, but Lu Huaijiang never answered a word.

  Lu Huaijiang clenched his fists slightly, the God of Creation was watching.

  He and Cthulhu's rival is watching.

  But that is also Lulu’s godmother.

  She will save Lulu.

   will definitely save Lulu.

  Lu Huaijiang originally wanted to go to the Hall of Salvation, but the Savior was in his arms. Lu Huaijiang turned around and went to climb the ladder outside Huguo Temple.

  Climbing the ladder is so high that you can't see it at a glance.

  Lu Huaijiang stood at the foot of the mountain, holding his world tightly in his arms.

  (End of this chapter)