Chapter 38: Fools Add to the Trouble The crowd branched off at a temple a few hundred meters away, where several teenage monks were kneeling in front of a deity. Before he could get a clear look at the deity, he was pushed by the crowd to kneel on the ground. After a while, the abbot in a yellow robe slowly entered the front hall. He recited the Buddhist scriptures aloud and knelt down devoutly. Seeing this, everyone knelt down again. When Wuyi secretly looked up and saw the statue, he froze... This deity had a beautiful appearance, and her thick eyebrows were rippling softly, as if she was always smiling, curved like the bright crescent moon in the night sky. Not to mention that such a beautiful face is rare here, even in the fairy world, there is no such a stunning face. This, this is not my master, or who is it? But at this moment, her expression was indifferent, and her eyes did not respond to me at all, as if she was beyond the heavens and the earth. I always felt that something was wrong. Just as he was looking around, thinking about how to rescue his master, he heard the abbot in yellow robe admonishing him: "In the land of gods, everyone is a believer. You cannot look around, whisper to each other, or..." Wu Yi sneered in his heart. This old bald donkey looked like a hypocrite at first glance. However, since there were believers kneeling everywhere, he did not dare to act rashly. "Bang, bang," suddenly, before anyone could react, a loud bang exploded in the crowd, and the smoke that followed filled the entire hall. The kneeling crowd cried and shouted, and the scene became a mess... Wuyi took advantage of the chaos to go around to the side of the spirit and called softly, "Master, Master." Seeing that there was no response, Wuyi suddenly realized that the master had reincarnated as a child, and he had to call her...
Before he could finish his words, a figure flashed by, and the master dressed as a god was actually held in the arms of a man and flew out. Wuyi took a closer look and found that it was the idiot. When he was secretly worried, he saw that idiot suddenly turned around and called out, "Wuyi." "Hey, you weirdo, why do you know my name, and what are you doing taking the gods away?" Wuyi exclaimed. The idiot didn't answer, but flew forward, getting faster and faster. At this moment, Wu Yi no longer dared to curse him. It took a lot of effort to chase him, but in a short while, this idiot disappeared without a trace. Seeing that he had lost the clue of his master again, he looked around vigilantly and made up his mind that if he met this weirdo again, he would kill him with a knife without caring whether it was an unjust killing. "Here you go." Wu Yi was just cursing this idiot when he saw him suddenly appear in front of him and hand the master in his arms to him. Wuyi hurriedly checked the master and found that the master was lifeless and his whole body was limp. He put his hand on the wing of his nose and found that the master had died a long time ago... "She, what is she doing?" Wuyi could no longer hold back her tears... The idiot suddenly pointed at his chest and said, "Don't cry, I'm in pain, I will be in pain." Wuyi cried even harder: "Master, you are gone, what is the point of me living?" Wuyi pulled out the short arrow and was about to die with the Lord when he saw the fool suddenly press his sleeping point with his lightning-fast hand, and Wuyi fainted instantly... There is always a voice calling out in my ear: "No idea, no idea." .................................................................. At this time, Ming Yan was dressed in white, and when he smiled, his color was brighter than the flowers in the spring morning. Hai Xing'er looked at it for a long while and was unable to come back to her senses. "What, have you finished your work?" Ming Yan stretched out his fingers, which were prettier than a woman's, and casually lifted up his long gown. Hai Xing'er's face suddenly turned red, and she walked towards the hall shyly, gently snuggling up to Ming Yan. Ming Yan's face suddenly darkened, and he pinched Hai Xing'er's chin with his bony fingers: "Next, you just need to continue what you want to do."
Feeling the chill from Mingyan's body, Haixing'er was a little confused, but she still smiled charmingly and leaned lightly on Mingyan's shoulder. Suddenly, Ming Yan laughed so hard that the world turned pale, and whispered in Hai Xing'er's ear: "Who do you want to kill? Huh?" Hai Xing'er was stunned. She suddenly felt like she was not wearing any clothes and was seen clearly by everyone. Ming Yan's face was normal at this moment. He looked like a handsome young man who lived in seclusion in a mansion, as elegant as an orchid. "We all have people we don't like. Just let go and do it. I will protect you." Hai Xing'er's heart was in turmoil... Seeing that Hai Xing'er didn't react for a long time, Ming Yan's mouth showed a hint of coldness. He waved behind her and saw the secret guard flashing down: "Master, she is dead, her soul has been scattered, and her body has been destroyed." Soul fly away! The secret guard said, "Yes, I dare not lie." She was so fragile. I didn't expect that the girl of Lingzhu would be so vulnerable? Mingyan's eyes dimmed a lot. "Dead? Is it her?" Hai Xing'er cried out as if a wax figure had come back to life. What? Can the death of a girl make you so happy? Haha, it’s better to die, but it’s not fun to die. The viciousness in Haixing’er’s eyes is no longer hidden. "Just for Xi Ye, you want to kill a little kid." There was no joy in Ming Yan's words. Hai Xing Er sneered: "Little doll? She is not a little doll, she is a bitch, a bitch who seduces men. I wish I could kill her, but it's a pity that I didn't end her life with my own hands." "I heard that the ancient god sealed himself for thousands of years for her. It shows that she is different." Ming Yan's mind inexplicably appeared the wrinkled little face in the mosquito net and the tears on the face. Strangely enough, he actually felt a little distressed in his heart... "Haha, yes, I feel sorry too. After all, I have been chasing her for generations." Hai Xing'er laughed with tears in her eyes. Generation after generation, generation after generation, never change your heart... Such words seem so familiar, as if I have said them before. Ming Yan couldn't help but laugh at himself for having such doubts. What is love? How can it be said that love will never change from generation to generation? Looking at Hai Xing'er's crazy appearance, a trace of disgust flashed in Ming Yan's black eyes. What? I guess the Sect Master also knows about this bitch? "Oh? Of course. After all, a gentleman loves a beautiful lady." Ming Yan had a face as beautiful as a poem or a painting, and his smile was as cold as water, mixed with a sinister aura that seemed to be born with this man. So no matter how he smiled, it was easy to make people feel creepy. "Why? Why do you men lose your souls when you mention her?" Hai Xing'er felt even more jealous. "Why, our Sea Lord is starting to belittle himself?" Ming Yan smiled so happily that Feng Langyueqing was stunned. "Hmph, why should I bother with a dead person? I have to thank the Sect Master for his help in getting rid of the hatred in my heart." Hai Xing'er was less charming at this moment, and she breathed a sigh of relief like a hero who had just finished a battle. "Oh, then tell me, how are you going to repay me?" Ming Yan said expressionlessly. Hai Xing'er walked over tenderly and slid her boneless body into Ming Yan's arms. A man and a woman, both with stunning looks, blended in with the splendor of the hall. The secret guard had already known what was going on and disappeared without a trace. Suddenly, the spy came to report, and Haixing'er picked up the clothes that had slipped to the side, stood up and walked out. At this time, Ming Yan's face turned from pale to blue: "Why don't you bring him back to me?" Ming Yan's eyes slanted, his anger was like a flood that filled the riverbed and suddenly broke the embankment, roaring, unstoppable. With a clang, the glass cup in his hand was smashed fiercely in front of the hall. "Master, he has already..." The spy was so scared that he knelt down quickly. How dare you betray me, how dare you betray me... Mingyan's eyes were filled with fire that wanted to burn everything, which made people shudder.
The spy frowned and whispered, "He seems to not know me. I have hinted to him many times but he still did nothing. I am sorry, I am incompetent." "What use do I have for you?" Ming Yan waved his hand in the air, and the spiritual power in his palm swirled like a violent wave, and the spy turned into a light and shadow, disappearing in an instant. The palace returned to normal as before, as if nothing had happened. Hai Xing'er was so shocked by the scene in front of her that her body trembled. Her heart was already in turmoil. This Ming Yan was indeed the living King of Hell... But what on earth could make him so angry? Since Bai Tian's death was already certain, there would be no mistakes. As for other things, it was none of her business. Hai Xing'er didn't dare to disturb him and quietly turned around and walked out of the hall. Outside the palace, several maids were talking quietly. One maid said softly, "It's not that the Sect Master doesn't like women, it turns out that he just likes younger girls." Another maid took over and said, "No, it's not that, I heard that the Sect Master has killed that human girl. The Sect Master is a normal man, otherwise why would he get involved with that strange woman." Seeing Hai Xing'er coming out, the maids quickly bowed and retreated. "This woman has been pestering the sect leader, but I didn't expect she can't be as good as a girl of a few years old..." The maid muttered as she walked. Haixing was just about to take advantage of the situation to get rid of these two gossipy women, but he saw Mingyan walk out of the hall coldly and then disappear into the darkness. Ming Yan hurried out with hurried steps, completely different from his usual leisurely self. It seemed that it must be something that concerned him. Hai Xing'er couldn't help feeling proud, but she was also afraid of his powerful martial arts, so she didn't dare to get too close. She could only follow him not too far away. After a while, she saw Ming Yan's figure turn and disappear into the night. Hai Xing'er was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. ............................................................ (End of this chapter)