"Where is the witch?" Jingkong was furious. He was from the Discipline Hall and had a violent temper. When he saw Furong knocking down his formation with one move, he was naturally angry. He grabbed Furong with his right hand and grabbed her.
Suddenly, a simple and honest young man appeared next to Furong. He stuffed the steamed bun in his hand into his mouth, then clenched his right fist and punched Jingkong with a solid punch.
Jingkong turned his claws into fists, and punched the steamed bun firmly. The two fists faced each other, and there was a moment of silence in the air, and then groups of vitality rippled in all directions.
The steamed bun retreated, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, but he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then punched it out again.
"Ignorance." Jingkong snorted coldly. He grabbed Steamed Bun's arm and pulled it forward. A burst of energy controlled Steamed Bun's arm. Just when he was about to destroy Steamed Bun, a white shadow appeared again.
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Mu Li appeared on the stage, the jade finger of her right hand moved forward, powerful divine power suddenly surged from mid-air, her long hair floated, and she stared at the still sky.
Jingkong was stunned, because he had never seen such a powerful divine power, and he didn't know why this girl who looked less than twenty years old could burst out with such powerful power in her body.
"Jingkong, be careful." Jinghai was horrified. He could no longer stand idly by, because he sensed a trace of the power of heaven and earth from that lofty divine power. If Jingkong was hit hard, he would definitely vomit blood and die.
The abbot of Baiyun Temple, after all, still has a few brushes. His figure flashed and turned into an afterimage. He quickly ran to Jingkong. Then he pulled Jingkong with his left hand, closed the palm of his right hand, and said
The Buddha's name came out of his mouth.
"Amitabha Buddha."
The fat cassock on his body swelled in the wind, turning into a red wall in front of the two of them, and then he pulled Jingkong and quickly left the scene.
Poof, Mu Li pointed at the bulging cassock. The ball-like cassock split instantly. The surrounding air became distorted and unstable at this moment. The powerful air wave shook everyone around him back.
A few steps.
When Jingkong was put down, his mind was still blank, and Jinghai's expression became completely serious.
"Brother Lin Yu, sister Ziye is missing." Mu Li anxiously walked to Lin Yu, looking a little panicked.
"I know, don't worry, I'm going back now, I have a way to find her back." Lin Yu comforted Mu Li.
"It's all my fault, it's all my fault..." Mu Li murmured: "If it hadn't been for me going to school, Sister Ziye wouldn't have disappeared. It was my fault. I should have stayed by her side."
"I don't blame you, don't blame yourself." Lin Yu exhaled a long breath, and his face gradually turned rosy.
Seeing that Lin Yu was fine, Xuan Xin let go of Lin Yu's hand, and then she said reproachfully: "Why are you working so hard?"
"I have to get out of here." Lin Yu said with a bitter smile.
"That girl is very important to you?" Xuanxin asked again.
"As important as you." Lin Yu stared at Xuan Xin and said, "Senior sister, now is not the time to be jealous."
"Who is jealous of you?" Xuan Xin smiled lightly: "Go away and leave these old monks to me."
"No, this old monk is very powerful. We have no choice but to fight with him today." Lin Yu stared at Jinghai.
"Amitabha." Jinghai's face became more serious than ever. Originally, he thought that Lin Yu and Monk Hua could easily win, but the other party's reinforcements were getting more and more, and each one of them was a master.
It was beyond his expectation.
Especially Mu Li, who came last, was a truly ruthless character. If her pointers were really applied to Jingkong, then the current Jingkong could basically be said to be useless.
"Master Jinghai, I'm sorry, but I have to leave here today. In addition, I will also give you an explanation of the cause of Master Xuanjie's death." Lin Yu cupped his hands and said: "Time does not allow, I will apologize to you another day.
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"I'm afraid the donor can't leave here." Jinghai said.
"I can go if I want, and stay if I want." Lin Yu also became angry: "My legs are growing on me, and you said I can't live without them, but I have to leave them today to show you."
"Then you are declaring war on me, Baiyun Temple." Jinghai held his hand, and several old monks in cassocks behind him took a step forward.
There is one Jinghai who opens the realm first, and six masters of the first level of martial arts. Even if Lin Yu's strength is good, if they really fight hard, the outcome will be difficult to decide.
"I have many enemies." Lin Yu smiled: "So what if I have one more of you in Baiyun Temple?"
"Lin Yu, please leave first. Leave this place to me." As Qiu Ruoying's voice came, Qiu Ruoying, Liang Xue, and a powerful bodyguard team appeared, and among them was a dark-faced soldier with a more complicated background.
It's not small.
This person from the security group at the center of power, the one who ensures the safety of all the leaders, is now alerted.
"Okay, I'll leave first." Lin Yu nodded, turned around and left.
"Almsgiver Qiu." Jinghai held back her anger and said, "Are you trying to protect your child?"
"He is at fault. Of course I will not cover it up. But until the matter is clear, who dares to touch him? I will try my best to tell him everything in the Qiu Group." Qiu Ruoying said coldly.
Qiu Ruoying is usually a gentle woman, but every time Lin Yu's affairs are involved, she becomes domineering and revealing.
Because she only has one Lin Yu, a son who has been separated for twenty years, she does not allow anyone to hurt her.
Baiyun Temple has a strong background, but the Qiu Group is not a vegetarian. When these two major forces meet, it is really difficult to distinguish the winner.
"This is Baiyun Temple. Uncle Xuanjie was killed. Your son is the biggest suspect. If you let him leave now, you are covering up." Jingkong shouted.
"What counts in everything now is evidence." Qiu Ruoying said coldly: "May I ask Master Jingkong if you have any evidence?"
"When our people went up, only Lin Yu and the monk were at the scene. Do we still need evidence?" Jingkong said angrily: "The poison that Uncle Xuanjie was poisoned and the sword wounds on his body don't prove anything.
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"Haha, your logic as a great monk is a bit weak." Liang Xue stepped forward, she shook her head slightly and said: "According to your logic, let me ask you, if someone kills someone, then put the dagger and the murder weapon away
When I arrive at the entrance of your Baiyun Temple, can I confirm that your Baiyun Temple killed the person?"
"It's different. We don't need to mix it up." Jingkong was startled, and his momentum involuntarily weakened.