The little monk who was less than twenty years old and originally looked quiet and quiet actually ran away under the heavy reward!

Instead of the decadence after the slightest injury, it was like being beaten with chicken blood, and with a gesture, he beat the bodyguards who were arranged by the "Luodu Seven Youths" to arrest him, crying dad and calling mother!

"Let them all go up, be sure to hold this little monk in your hands! The stronger he is, the greater the restraining of the god of war Mo Wentian in our hands!" Cheng Yitian was also shocked by the amazing rampage of the little monk who forgot the sword, unlike others, his eyes flashed with a hint of surprise at the moment, looking at the little monk as if he had seen a treasure that was enough to make his heart move!

Yes, the little monk in front of him who forgot his sword was the apprentice of Mo Wentian, the god of war! The more outstanding he was, the heavier his weight in the god of war Mo Wentian. As long as you hold him as a trump card in your hand, are you afraid that Mo Wentian will not obediently be controlled by himself?

However, the ideal is plump, and the reality is skinny.

The other five people in the "This ......" and "Luodu Seven Youths" did not immediately give an order when they heard this, but looked at each other and hesitated for a while.

After all, they are all old fritters who have been in Huanhai Vanity Fair for a long time, and seeing that this little monk is not as easy to deal with as he expected before, they are afraid to press all their strength up, not only can they not catch the little monk, but also make a loss of their wife and soldiers, how cost-effective it is!

How could Cheng Yitian not understand everyone's thoughts? Holding back the anger in his heart, he only smiled coldly and said, "Well, since you think you can deal with the God of War Mo Wentian, then I didn't say it!

"Don't be, Brother Cheng! The brothers are also worried, so let's let it go!" Bai Anjun saw that the momentum was not right, and immediately lived a handful of mud, changed his previous hesitation, and directly commanded his ambush power: "Press it all up, be sure to capture this little monk alive!"

Seeing this, the other four naturally didn't say anything, after all, the "Luodu Seven Youths" have always been in the same breath, and they can be regarded as breaking the bones and tendons. really wanted to part ways with Cheng Yitian, but he was afraid that he would not be able to support himself, so he also gave orders to each other.

In the field, the little monk who forgot the sword had just sent dozens of Shi family's homeroom bodyguards, and saw more than sixty people rushing out of the crowd again. Judging from this leap alone, they are all first-class good players!

The little monk who forgot the sword had already swept coldly around the sixty-odd people who were surrounding him with slightly blood-red eyes, and suddenly shouted towards the stone mountains on both sides of the Tongtian River ferry: "Whoever else, get out of here!"

This explosion of shouting directly suppressed the roar of the huge waves of the Tianhe River, which was stirred back and forth by the stone mountains on both sides of the ferry, and spread far away, only to make the ears of everyone all over the mountains buzz, and everyone's complexion changed greatly.

There were more than sixty people in front of him who wanted to besiege him, but he was not only fearless, but also had a posture of too few suspects, and even let those who were still fighting him in the dark get out!

The meaning of getting out is to be on the ground with a head, to bully more and less, which is also called a beating.

However, the little monk who forgot the sword was obviously not afraid of being beaten.

The sixty people who came towards the little monk who forgot the sword were also obviously stunned by this explosion.

At the crossing of the Tongtian River, on the opposite stone mountain where the "Luodu Seven Youths" are located, Mo Wentian, Shennong Zhiqiu and Zhou Yingxue are quietly watching all this.

"Mo boy, it seems that your expectations are good, this little monk is indeed carrying the sword of the king! But he has just completed the bone washing and marrow cutting and was besieged by this kind of siege, I am afraid that he will not be able to control his will, and becoming a Buddha and a demon is only a thought! This explosion just now obviously has brought three points of demonic energy......

Shennong Zhiqiu let out a long sigh.

Mo Wentian said quietly: "Wang Jian is out of the sheath, if you don't drink blood, how can you level the world?" The little monk's heart is too pure, just take this opportunity to practice the inner demon, after all, after he joins the Tiance Army, if he blindly becomes a Buddhist warrior, he will never be able to overcome the inner demon!"

Shennong Zhiqiu's expression showed three points of gloom and seven points of compassion, and he sighed again: "It's just that I pity these people who don't know how to live or die, but they have to rush up to death for the sake of something outside their bodies...... People die for money, birds die for food, and heaven is reincarnated, alas......"

Two hours ago, after the little monk Forgotten Sword and Du Feng set off from the farmhouse courtyard to the Tongtian River ferry to go to the appointment of the Demon King Shi Jingtian, Mo Wentian, Zhou Yingxue and Shennong Zhiqiu also got up and came to the Yuwangfu Hotel.

When the three of them stepped into the top floor of the hotel and locked up Jiang Wuwei's presidential suit, Jiang Wuwei, who had been tortured by a group of good men in Longyang for three days and three nights, was lying on the carpet trembling, with stains all over his body exuding a fishy smell, and he was completely inhuman and dying.

Zhou Yingxue, who originally gritted her teeth with hatred for Jiang Wuwei, couldn't help but feel a burst of fear in her heart after seeing his tragic situation.

As soon as Jiang Wuwei heard the footsteps after opening the door, he instinctively covered his buttocks with both hands, and immediately struggled to kneel on the ground, kowtowing and begging: "Brothers, no, uncles! Please, I ...... I really can't bear it, let me go! I'll give you as much as you want! No...... Whatever you want, I'll say yes! Please, don't come again, please......"

Tears were in her eyes, and even her voice trembled with fear.

"Is it 'Luodu Seven Youths'? It seems that there are no less than 500 good families who have been ruined like you in the past five years, right? What did you do when they knelt in front of you and begged for mercy?"

Mo Wentian's cold question made Jiang Wuwei instantly seem to hear the most terrifying voice in the world, and his whole body trembled violently with almost convulsions, but he couldn't say a word anymore.

Yes, in the past, as long as Jiang Wuwei took a fancy to the girl, whether he was willing or not, whether he was married or not, he was directly pulled to his crotch. It's not enough to just toss it yourself, but also to let the kids under your hands have a good time, which is called "reward".

Since the age of twelve, there have been at least thousands of little girls who have been plagued by themselves, and there are many who can't stand the torture and commit suicide. It's just that the power of the Jiang family in Luodu is so strong? Even if others know what this Jiang Gongzi has done, they can only knock out their teeth and swallow it in their stomachs.

However, who would have thought that one day Jiang Wuwei, one of the "Seven Youths of Luodu", would be imprisoned here like a dog, and then used by a group of bigwigs to vent in turn?

Heaven is a good reincarnation, who will be spared by the sky!

"Go back to Luodu! If you don't want your appearance of Chenghuan under these men to be spread by the whole network, then let your Jiang family honestly close the door and thank you! If even a word of public grievance reaches my ears, don't blame me for being unkind to your Jiang family!"

Jiang Wuwei, who was originally frightened, heard Mo Wentian say this, and suddenly like a man in the water grabbed a life-saving straw, he was busy "" Dong Dong Dong knocked his head and said, "Thank you...... Thank you for the grace of the god of war not to kill! Thank you! I ...... I'm going to ...... must restrain the Jiang family and never ...... again ...... again"

"Get out!" Mo Wentian glanced at the wine bag with contempt, full of disdain. was so humiliated, not only did he not think about ending the rest of his life or fighting for revenge in a dignified manner, but he waged his tail so much and begged for mercy, he was really a gentleman!

After letting Jiang Wuwei go, Mo Wentian and his entourage rushed to the Tongtian River ferry, and just happened to see the scene of the little monk who forgot the sword and ran away.

I saw that after the little monk who forgot the sword shouted like this, he waved his pair of bloody and blurred arms that had been injured in the previous battle with the demon king Shi Jingtian, and stepped towards the people besieging him with heavy steps.

With every step, the earth shook slightly.

With each wave of his arm, several people were shaken away.

Everyone who came to watch the battle was frightened by this almost terrifying scene, and the word "demon god" invariably appeared in everyone's minds.

is obviously a little monk who eats fasting and recites Buddha, but he has become a demon god who kills people without blinking, and God blocks and kills God and Buddha and kills Buddha!

Buddha?

Cheng Yitian and the others had already changed their faces greatly, and they couldn't care about grabbing this "hole card" that they thought they had caught, and immediately chose to slip away.

However, as soon as the six people turned around and ran away for three or five steps, the little monk who had already finished cleaning up the people besieging him jumped up, and Hongpeng generally came to the front of the six people.

When everyone saw that the little monk who forgot the sword was like a demon god descending from the sky, they were so frightened that they cried and cried for their mother, and they couldn't care about seeing any excitement anymore, they only hated that their father and mother had two legs missing, and they scattered and fled for their lives.

"Puff ......"

The dignified "Luodu Seven Youths", except for Jiang Wuwei, the other six people actually knelt down in front of the little monk.

This group of sons and brothers who were powerful in the past actually knelt down like quails in front of a little monk who was less than twenty years old!

The people who were originally fleeing for their lives in a mess inadvertently looked back and saw this scene, and they were instantly stunned, and they all forgot to flee for their lives.

Why did he kneel in front of a little monk so spinelessly? Although I have to admit that this little monk is indeed a bit perverted, it is really despicable that he chose to kneel without any resistance in Luodu!

Well, it's disdainful, that's the "Luodu Seven Youths" themselves, but now they still have to escape from this little life. After a short period of stunned thought, the people all over the mountains and fields still scattered in chaos.

"You all deserve to die!"

The little monk who forgot the sword didn't seem to have any less killing intent because of Cheng Tiantian and the others' kneeling, and his eyes clearly flowed with the light of hellfire!

"Spare your life! As long as you are willing to let us go, no matter what you want, Luo Du Qishao will never frown!" Cheng Tiantian said very resolutely, but his heart was dripping blood.

Stealing chickens doesn't make rice, but in the end you don't eat mutton but you make a commotion!

The little monk who forgot the sword turned a deaf ear, but without hesitation, he raised his hands that had just been stained with blood.

The blood was all the little monk's own, and there were also those who were killed by him.

An endless murderous aura of the Demon God Black Rakshasa spread, and Cheng Yitian and the others felt as if they were in an extremely cold and icy body, as if even the blood on their bodies had been frozen!

"Little monk, Buddha and Rubik's Cube preaching, come back with me!"

A low and majestic summons rang out clearly from the stone mountainside opposite.

The people who were fleeing for their lives in panic like lost dogs were shocked by this call, and even their hearts seemed to be shaken, and they unconsciously stopped again and followed the sound.

Mo Wentian and the others, who stood calmly in the crowd of panicked escapes, looked particularly eye-catching.

The little monk who had already killed the red-eyed little monk who had forgotten his sword was shouted by Mo Wentian, and his anger really decreased greatly, and his red eyes slowly changed color, and finally regained his calm.

In the sound of "Amitabha Buddha ......", the little monk who forgot the sword folded his hands and no longer looked at Cheng Tiantian and others who were shrunk into a ball on the ground.

Du Feng, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately picked up the little monk who forgot the sword and drove away from the Tongtian River ferry, which made several people happy and a few people painful.

"Hoo ......"

Seeing that this terrible demon god finally left, everyone invariably breathed a long sigh of relief, and their eyes were all locked on Mo Wentian, who was leaving hand in hand with Zhou Yingxue.

"He's the god of war!

"With just one sentence, that little demon god-like monk can put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot, how powerful is he?"

"The God of War, who is on a par with the Martial God, turns out to be so young!"

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