The only opportunity for substitution was given to Gu Yanran.
For no other reason than because Liangpi is my brother. He helped me a lot without saying a word when I encountered crises many times. But now he has broken another arm. I can’t bear it, both emotionally and rationally.
Let him watch the woman he loves suffer in front of him.
Gu Yanran was quickly released, and I looked at Mu Qing not far away, my eyes slightly red.
"Mu Qing, I'm sorry." I murmured.
Mu Qing seemed to understand what I said, and a smile appeared on her lips, as if she was telling me it didn't matter.
I felt certain in my heart and secretly said firmly: "Don't worry, Mu Qing, you are my woman, I will definitely rescue you with my own hands."
At this time, I saw Zhao Shijie coming over, but was stopped by Sakyamuni again.
"What are you going to do?" Sakyamuni said calmly.
Zhao Shijie said without hesitation: "I lost to him. According to the bet, I have to be his personal bodyguard for a month."
After Zhao Shijie finished speaking, I saw several people, including the middle-aged man, looking at him sideways.
Sakyamuni was even more unceremonious and said: "Deacon Zhao, don't forget that you are from the Xitian Sect. If it hadn't been for King Ming, you might have died long ago..."
"I know!" Zhao Shijie replied without any sign of weakness: "King Ming is King Ming, and I am me. I owe him a life. I know better than anyone else, but no one needs to stop me now. I am willing to admit defeat!"
"Humph, are you sure?"
"I'm pretty sure that if anyone stops me, don't blame me, Zhao Shijie, for being rude!"
Sakyamuni looked at the middle-aged man behind him. The middle-aged man couldn't help but frown at this time, but when he saw Zhao Shijie coming over to me, the middle-aged man finally nodded slightly.
And in the next second, I saw the old bald donkey Sakyamuni narrow his eyes, with a trace of murderous intent flashing in his eyes!
I secretly screamed something bad!
Sure enough, before Zhao Shijie could react, Shakya Luo suddenly moved and disappeared!
"Be careful!" I shouted to Zhao Shijie in a hurry.
Zhao Shijie is also a temperamental guy. If he openly wants to come over to me in front of so many people, he will definitely make the middle-aged man unhappy.
Zhao Shijie was still walking towards me. When I shouted, Zhao Shijie immediately became angry!
"court death!"
Zhao Shijie roared, but at the same time, I saw an afterimage flash past, and then, Sakyamuni had already struck Zhao Shijie with his palm!
Zhao Shijie couldn't dodge at all, and the palm instantly opened a bone-deep gash in his back, and blood immediately dripped from it!
Zhao Shijie shouted angrily and slashed with his sword with his backhand!
Sakyamuni was unable to retreat and was also struck by Zhao Shijie's sword!
But compared to Zhao Shijie, who had a big gash on his shoulder, the sword struck by Sakyamuni was obviously much lighter. It was just a small wound on his arm, which was not really a serious injury.
Zhao Shijie was completely angry!
His eyes were about to burst. Even he didn't expect that his companions who were fighting together just now would actually kill him!
Zhao Shijie slashed with his sword again, and the willow sword made a crisp sound in mid-air. Then, he slashed at Shakya Luo with great force and force.
At this moment, Sakyamuni's old face finally showed some uneasiness.
When Zhao Shijie was angry, he would attack furiously. Sakyamuni attacked Zhao Shijie secretly on behalf of the middle-aged man, and now he had to bear Zhao Shijie's full anger!
Zhao Shijie slashed out with his sword, but Sakyamuni didn't dare to be careless and quickly faced the willow sword with his palm like a dry old tree!
Seeing that Zhao Shijie had no intention of stopping, the middle-aged man over there couldn't help it.
"stop!"
The middle-aged man shouted loudly, jumped up, and appeared in front of Sakyamuni in an instant. At the same time, he stretched out his golden-gloved hand and grabbed Zhao Shijie's willow sword!
"Deacon Zhao, what do you mean?" The middle-aged man protected Sakara as soon as he opened his mouth.
Zhao Shijie turned livid with anger and said, "Zheng Wanchou, do you dare to stop me?"
"It's not that I want to stop you. If you want to be Zhou Lingfeng's guard, then your move is no different from betraying the Xitian Sect. Have you thought clearly?"
The name of this middle-aged man is Zheng Wanchou. He has a very domineering name. His weapon is also very unique. It is a golden glove worn on his right hand. As soon as he takes action, he easily catches what Zhao Shijie chopped off.
Willow sword!
This move, to be honest, even me was a little surprised...
Zhao Shijie was so angry that he was successfully attacked by Sakyamuni. Then he wanted to seek revenge, but was stopped by Zheng Wanchou, a disciple of King Ming. His face was full of anger, and he looked directly at Zheng Wanchou's enemy, but there was no trace of anger at all.
Give in!
"Do I, Zhao Shijie, need your guidance from Zheng Wanchou to do something? Since I was rescued by King Ming, I, Zhao Shijie, have been working for the Xitian Sect. I will kill whoever you ask me to kill. As long as it is an enemy of the Xitian Sect, I, Zhao Shijie, will never
I said the word "fear"... Today Sakyamuni attacked me secretly, and you protected him. What do you think, I am not stupid!"
The more Zhao Shijie talked, the angrier he became. Over the years, just because Prince Ming had saved his life, he had almost always been helping the Xitian Sect to eradicate powerful enemies in order to repay this life-saving grace...
Sakyamuni covered the wound on his arm and said nothing, but the smile at the corner of his mouth was particularly obvious.
Zheng Wanchou stopped in front of Sakyamuni and protected him, making it clear that if Zhao Shijie took action again, he would fight back.
Zhao Shijie glared at these two people, his face ashen.
"Zheng Wanchou, let me ask you, do you want to protect Sakyamuni?" Zheng Shijie asked.
In fact, Zhao Shijie didn't even see it just now. The reason why Sakyamuni took action was entirely at the instruction of Zheng Wanchu.
Now that he is asking this question, I actually feel that it is unnecessary, but I don’t feel comfortable saying it out loud...
Zheng Wanchou asked back: "Then let me ask you, are you determined to fulfill your bet to Zhou Lingfeng and serve as his bodyguard?"
"Not bad!" Zhao Shijie said without hesitation.
There was a hint of coldness on Zheng Wanqiu's face.
He snorted coldly and said: "In that case, there is no need to say more, I will report your matter to King Ming truthfully."
"Huh, don't threaten me. King Ming saved my life. In order to repay my kindness, I helped the Xitian Sect as a killer for twenty years. It's time to repay this kindness. You attacked me first today. I, Zhao Shijie, also said so.
Here, I will kill Shakya Luo. If you stop me, I will kill you too!"
Zhao Shijie's words were extremely domineering, and Fatty Xia and the others behind them could be heard cheering, but Zheng Wanchu's face didn't look good.
Suddenly, Zhao Shijie and Zheng Wanchou faced each other without showing any signs of weakness. A fierce battle between them seemed inevitable...