"If they're not friendly, just beat them up." Gu Qingxi replied.
"But, you see, these people are big and round, and they look very strong. I'm afraid I won't be able to beat them, because I can no longer use my spiritual power and become a mortal again." Murong Yi glared at the group of people in front of him and observed them carefully.
After looking at the opponent's size, he came to a frustrated conclusion.
Feng Xiatian calmed down and Kongya turned his head to look at the group of people.
This group of people is indeed tall and powerful. They are all over 1.8 meters tall. Their upper bodies are exposed and they wear leather skirts on their lower bodies. Their muscles are tight and they have eight-pack abs. They are handsome but menacing.
, the weapons in his hands are all huge iron rods, hammers, iron axes, etc.
Moreover, at first glance, these people are not ordinary people, they are all well-educated.
This group of people moved towards Gu Qingxi and the others quickly with their long and powerful legs.
Murong Yi raised her eyebrows and said: "I have to say, they have really good figures. The problem is that they are still dressed like this. Are they trying to use a beauty trick on us?"
Feng Xiatian's mouth twitched: "I don't think your joke is funny at all."
Do these people need to use a beauty trick?
I'm afraid I'll crush them with just one stick, right?
Liao Kong was silent for a moment and said: "Do I need to do a ritual for myself in advance? I think their eyes are so fierce, and I also think we may be in danger."
A group of people with murderous intent rushed towards this side quickly. Of course, they were not trying to use a beauty trick on them, nor were they inviting them to dinner. What were they going to do to them, why bother asking?
Gu Qingxi finally spoke: "Have you all lost your cultivation?"
Upon hearing Gu Qingxi's words, the three of them were stunned for a moment, and then their eyes widened.
What does Qing Xi mean by this?
"Don't you think you've lost your cultivation?" Murong Yi asked in shock.
"Yeah, I thought you didn't either." Gu Qingxi replied in a daze.
"Qingxi, you have to remember that I belong to you now. You have to take good care of me and protect me." Feng Xiatian looked at Gu Qingxi with bright eyes and said "affectionately".
"Qing Xi, I am a weak little monk now and need your protection." Liao Kong said seriously.
Murong Yi was very straightforward and said in a deep tone: "Qing Xi, please save my life."
While they were talking, the group of powerful and handsome men had already rushed in front of Gu Qingxi and the others.
A handsome man at the head raised the iron rod in his hand, pointed it at Gu Qingxi, and shouted in a cold voice: "Outsiders, hand over your weapons, then kneel on the ground and tie your hands."
The two men behind him also took out ropes, obviously preparing to tie up Gu Qingxi and the others with ropes.
Feng Xiatian complained in a low voice: "Shouldn't it be just a matter of surrender?"
Liao Kong said: "They seem to read less? Oh, no, are there any books here for them to read?"
Murong Yi was speechless: "Isn't your focus wrong?" They want us to kneel down and tie us up, but you are still discussing whether they study more or less, and whether they are literate or not.
Gu Qingxi slowly put down Murong Yi, who was still hanging on her shoulders.
Then Gu Qingxi calmly said to the leading man: "We broke in here unintentionally, and there is no malicious intent. If we know how to leave, we will leave immediately. I don't want to hurt you."
Hearing Gu Qingxi's words, the group of men were stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing. Some of them laughed so exaggeratedly that they even cried while laughing.
"Hurt us? Just you?"
"Hahaha, it's just your little arms and legs? How can you hurt us?"
"Little girl, are you kidding me?"
A group of men laughed and jeered.
After they finished laughing, they looked at Gu Qingxi and Murong Yi and said, "You two are actually here just in time. The saint is in need of a maid, so you can just go and serve the saint. Washing clothes, sweeping the floor, etc., you can still do it.
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"The two men are going to farm. Both the saint and the high priest like that kind of food called millet. With them here, we don't have to plow the fields under the sun."
This group of men had already made arrangements for Gu Qingxi and the others' whereabouts.
"They want us to do coolies." Murong Yi turned to look at Gu Qingxi, her tone a little aggrieved, "My master is reluctant to let me do these things."
"It's still free coolie." Feng Xiatian said bitterly. Farming? The problem is that you have to plow the land under the sun? When has he done this kind of thing?
Liao Kong whispered: "All living beings are equal before the Buddha. How could they think of enslaving us? This is too sinful. I need you, Qingxi, to use your sword to cleanse their sins and let their souls be sublimated."
Murong Yi thought to herself: "Is this the difference between enlightened monks and ordinary people like them? Even those who encourage Qing Xi to beat people are so refreshing and refined."
Feng Xiatian said angrily: "Punch them, Qingxi, stop talking nonsense with them! Beat them until they tell us how to leave."
Murong Yi glanced at Feng Xiatian and thought: "If you hadn't hidden behind Gu Qingxi and shouted these words, I would still think you were quite powerful."
Gu Qingxi stopped talking nonsense. She saw that this group of people had never thought of getting along with them, let alone letting them go. Instead, they regarded them as coolies who came to their door.
Gu Qingxi drew out her sword and stepped forward with a calm expression.
Murong Yi and Feng Xiatian walked away and hid behind Gu Qingxi.
When the men saw Gu Qingxi actually drawing his sword, they were all extremely surprised, and then started laughing again.
Then……
Then they flew away.
Gu Qingxi's sword was extremely powerful.
The group of people screamed and flew out one by one, and finally hit the ground heavily.
A group of handsome men fell to the ground and vomited blood. This was nothing.
The problem is, their upper body is naked and their lower body is only wearing a leather skirt. When they fly out and hit the ground, they can't control the landing position.
Therefore, when the leather skirts flew up, some people exposed some of their snow-white buttocks.
This makes Ya Feng very angry!
How can this work?
"You can't look at it, Master, you can't look at these dirty things!" Yafeng floated directly in front of Gu Qingxi's eyes, blocking her sight.
Gu Qingxi: "..." To be honest, she didn't want to see it, but it was beyond her control.
Fortunately, the men quickly adjusted their postures and pulled down their leather skirts to cover their exposed buttocks.
The leading man was the most seriously injured. He vomited blood and looked at Gu Qingxi in disbelief: "You, you haven't lost your cultivation! How is this possible?"
After saying that, he spit out another mouthful of blood.
"Everything is possible. Tell us how to get out of here quickly." Gu Qingxi said coldly.
"Impossible! We would rather be in pieces than in ruins. We will never give in." The leading man said through gritted teeth.
After saying that, he spit out another mouthful of blood.
Gu Qingxi: "..." Is this person suffering from some serious illness? Does he think he is acting? Did he read some strange storybook and then acted as his substitute? Is the sense of substitution so strong?
"Then I will kill you first, and then kill your saint. Before killing the saint, I will also ask the saint to wash my clothes, sweep the floor, and farm the land!" Gu Qingxi sneered,
Said something like this.
She wants to treat others with their own treatment!
"You are such a vicious woman! You actually want our saint to wash clothes and sweep the floor, and you use these methods to torture her!" the leading man said in shock.
Gu Qingxi was sure at this moment that these people were seriously ill!