Duan Fei saved Qian Yu's life and was his savior. In order to repay his kindness, of course he couldn't let Lin Wan kill Duan Fei.
However, Duan Fei killed Lin Wan's mother and was Lin Wan's mother-killing enemy. Lin Wan must kill Duan Fei to avenge his mother. These two things are reasonable and reasonable, but it makes people helpless when they happen together.
Hua Ruxue looked sad. She couldn't think of a specific solution and could only sigh.
Lin Wan glared at Qianyu angrily. The soft sword in her hand was facing Qianyu's chest. As long as she pushed forward with force, the sharp sword tip would tear the skin on Qianyu's chest and pierce into his.
heart.
"Master Qian, why do you want to help him?" Lin Wan asked.
"He saved my life." Qianyu replied.
Lin Wan continued: "Do you believe that I will kill you and then cut him into pieces?"
"I believe."
"Aren't you afraid of death?"
"I'm scared, I'm scared to death." Qianyu answered truthfully.
"Then why don't you put him down quickly?"
"I can't let go." Qianyu said firmly, "Because there are always some things that are more important than life."
"Then I'll kill you first!" Lin Wan's face turned cold, and she moved the sword forward, and the blade entered Qianyu's chest. Qianyu's body stiffened, his face became even more ugly, and blood poured out of his chest.
Dyeing the clothes red.
"laugh!"
Lin Wan moved her wrist and pulled out the soft sword. Red blood spurted out and Qianyu's body fell down, but he did not die.
The soft sword only penetrated half an inch and did not hurt the heart.
"Why? Why?!" Lin Wan yelled at Qianyu angrily, with tears in her eyes, and the hand holding the sword was shaking violently. She just needed to use more force, and the sword blade would pierce Qianyu's heart.
Then she can easily chop off Duan Fei's head and avenge her mother.
But she just couldn't bring herself to do it. After all, she still couldn't bring herself to do it.
"Wan'er, let them go." Hua Ruxue sighed and said in a deep voice.
Lin Wan did not answer. She turned her head sadly and stopped looking at Qianyu and Qianyu.
"Thank you, Miss Lin, for showing mercy." After saying that, Qianyu put a blood seal on his chest, and then, carrying Duan Fei on his back, he slowly left the Hehuan Sect step by step under the afterglow of the setting sun.
Qianyu was already seriously injured, but was stabbed by Lin Wan, which made his injuries even more serious. He carried Duan Fei from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain. He completely lost his strength and his head became groggy. He could not continue walking.
When he reached 100 meters, he could no longer hold on and fell down weakly.
It was late at night when he woke up, and Qianyu found himself in a dilapidated temple.
The temple is not big, and you can see the whole thing at a glance. The gate has been broken into two halves, and weeds have even grown in other places. A fire was lit on the ground about a foot away from Qianyu. With the help of the warm firelight, Qianyu
I saw a dilapidated Buddha statue behind me. The Buddha statue was solemn and solemn, full of righteousness. There were some magical instruments placed around the Buddha statue, and they were all in tatters.
Looking up, you can see the silver moon in the sky through the broken roof. There are no stars, only dark clouds drifting from a distance.
Duan Fei was sleeping not far from him, safe and sound. He was curious about who brought them here.
"Hey, donor, you're fine."
Under the cold moonlight, a bald man wearing cassock appeared outside the gate. Seeing this man, Qianyu immediately felt a headache. Every time he saw the honest monk, his troubles would increase.
"Hey, donor, I saved you two this time. How do you plan to repay me?" Bu Laoshi smiled exaggeratedly, his eyes almost narrowed to a slit, and he looked at Qianyu with evil intentions.
Qianyu had long been accustomed to his face. He took out a bag of gold coins from the mustard bag and said, "Take it, and we'll be settled."
"Hey, what is the donor doing? After all, I am a monk who regards money as dirt. It is my bounden duty to help others. I ask the donor to take back this money." Bu Laoshi looked upright and said it as if it was true.
.
"Damn monk, are you too young? Stop pretending in front of me." Qianyu took out another bag of gold coins and was too lazy to talk nonsense to Bu.
Bu Laoshi grabbed Qianyu's hand and said seriously: "Donor, please don't use money to taint me. I am not helping you for money this time."
"Then why did you save me?"
Bu Laoshi grinned twice and said: "I want to go to the Desert of Desolation, but I don't dare to go to Yunmengze alone, so I want to use the Hehuan Sect's teleportation array. However, the Hehuan Sect's teleportation array can only be used by third-level spirit gathering masters.
, the donor happens to be a third-grade spiritual gathering master..."
"You want me to go to the Hehuan Sect with you so that you can successfully use the teleportation array to go to the Desert of Desolation, right?"
"Hey, he who knows me is also a benefactor."
"Why are you going to the Zombie Desert?" Qianyu was a little curious.
"I heard that there are rare wolf girls over there. They are all as beautiful as flowers, with big breasts and fat buttocks, and extremely strong desires. They can just fill my emptiness and loneliness."
"..." Qianyu showed a look of disdain, "How can there be such a shameless monk like you in Buddhism?"
"Donor, when will we leave?"
"where to?"
"Of course it's the Hehuan Sect."
"Dead monk, when did I promise to go to the Hehuan Sect with you?"
"Donor, this is not up to you." Bu's honest smile froze and he looked at Qianyu arrogantly.
"Damn monk, how dare you threaten me?" Qianyu felt unhappy, but couldn't defeat Bu Laoshi, so he could only say bitterly: "Damn monk, just wait for me."
"Hey, we have guests tonight." Bu Laoshi's consciousness was extremely sharp and he noticed someone approaching in the distance, but Qianyu didn't feel it at all.
"Damn monk, stop making false claims here." Qianyu didn't believe Bu Laoshi's lies.
However, not long after, three figures suddenly appeared in front of the dilapidated gate of the temple.
A young man with a proud face, wearing a purple brocade robe, his back straight like a javelin.
It’s Long Ziteng!
"We really are enemies on a narrow road, and we can run into each other everywhere." Qianyu smiled bitterly.
Next to Long Ziteng were two old men with profound eyes. The old man on the left was wearing a loose white robe, and the old man on the right was wearing a loose black robe. The two old men were about the same height and appearance, and even their standing postures were the same.
Consistent.
"Excuse me, why are the three donors here at night?" Bu Laoshi clasped his hands and asked politely.
"I want to take that kid's life." Long Ziteng's eyes were fixed on Qianyu like a hawk. Qianyu's injury was not healed yet. If he had a duel with Long Ziteng at this time, he might be defeated miserably. Let alone following Long Ziteng.
The two old men who came together also had good cultivation skills and were not something Qianyu could deal with.
Thinking of this, Qianyu was panicking, but his face didn't show it. He must not let Long Ziteng see his panic.
"I'm afraid I can't let the donor get his wish." Mr. Bu smiled very kindly.
"Monk, you dare to stop me?" Long Ziteng immediately showed an evil look.
"If the donor wants to kill someone, I can't control it. But the person the donor wants to kill happens to be my friend, so I can't ignore it." Bu Laoshi was still laughing, and it was hard to laugh.
"Since you want to meddle in other people's business, I'll deal with you first!" (To be continued)