Mu Yi looked at the Holy Master in front of her who trespassed into her sea without permission, and her face was solemn: "Holy Master, come uninvited, dare to ask what are you doing?"

"Amitabha,"

The holy master looked at the gray sky with a faint law enforcement staff, guessed Mu Yi's identity in his heart, and sighed rarely, "The donor is a smart person, how could he not guess the old man's intention?"

How could she not have guessed what he meant?!

One is a creature from another world, and the other is a holy master from this realm, what is the relationship other than the relationship between expulsion and expulsion?

Mu Yi looked at the old man with drooping eyelids in front of her, her five fingers suddenly clenched, loosened, clenched, and the dust in the air condensed into a sharp sword and appeared in her hand.

Just as he was about to solve it, thinking that he was invited by Le Di and had a close relationship with Xingzhao, Mu Yi suddenly restrained his killing intent, lowered his eyes and got up, and saluted respectfully to the holy master, "You were invited to come, and you are Xingzhao's master,"

"To be honest, I don't want to hurt you," Mu Yi muttered, "If you're willing to retreat now, I'll be as if you haven't come in." ”

"Amitabha," the holy master, who had been immovable like a stone sculpture, bowed to Mu Yi in place.

But his body still didn't move.

"But if you insist on standing in my way—" Mu Yi's cold eyebrows suddenly turned cold and solemn, "Then I'm welcome." ”

Mu Yi beckoned gently, and the originally dead and silent space suddenly erupted with extremely fast spinning tornadoes.

The Holy Master clasped his hands together and formed a golden circle of light around his body to protect himself.

In the outside world, a strong wind was blowing in the guest room, and the paper ashes in the utensils were blown up by the wind, everywhere, Le Di subconsciously looked at Mu Yi behind him.

Mu Yi closed her eyes calmly, and her expression was peaceful.

Le Di was surprised, and sat back, wanting to get closer to Mu Yi, but Xing Zhao let out a low shout, "Master!"

A wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of the Holy Master's mouth, who was originally sitting in the middle of the crowd, and his face was like golden tissue paper, and Xing Zhao was supporting him weakly.

Where did people know that the Holy Master and Mu Yi were fighting?

Seeing that the Holy Master was inexplicably injured, they all became agitated, but they were unable to leave the cushion easily during the teaching, and sat restlessly in the same place.

"Holy Master!" "Holy Master!"

The 'evil wind' blew so that people couldn't open their eyes, and the Buddhist scriptures in front of the holy master turned violently, and after a while, the room returned to tranquility.

Everyone sat in place and looked around, but they didn't find anything unusual.

Some warlocks will divinate and calculate, and after being taken aback, they all glanced at Mu Yi with pale faces, and then lowered their heads very quickly, clasped their hands tightly, and looked at the holy master with worried eyes.

What the hell is going on?!

"Holy Master!" Le Di couldn't help but get up slightly to help the Holy Master.

Among the people he invited, the Holy Master was the most authoritative and powerful, if he fell here, wouldn't he be defeated before he could fight with Bai Yiwen, Hua Murui and others?!

He was naturally nervous.

Seeing that Le Di's nervous expression did not seem to be fake, a trace of expectation appeared on his gray face, and he hurriedly leaned over to Le Di's side, as if he was afraid, and glanced at Le Di's back from the corner of his eye, and quickly retracted it.

Le Di was stunned, of course he saw the warlock's small movements.

Behind him, it was Mu Yi.

What does this have to do with Mu Yi, this warlock is really damned?!

Le Di's heavy gaze pressed on the warlock, and the bodyguard outside the window suddenly broke down the door without knowing what signal he received.

Pointed at by a dark gun.

The warlock's face turned pale in an instant, and the warlock was dumbfounded, and he fell to the cushion in a cold sweat.

The people in the room were startled when they saw the sturdy black-clad bodyguards rushing in.

Seeing that the muzzle of the gun was pointed at the warlock, everyone's eyes were bright, and the gaze that looked at Mu Yi was even more obscure.

They all saw the warlock's small movements, and they still underestimated how much Le Di valued Mu Yi.

"Ledi," Xing Zhao frowned and looked at the bodyguards who suddenly broke in, "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong?" Le Di retreated to Mu Yi's side, grabbed Mu Yi's shoulder with one hand, and sneered, "I didn't know, it turned out that a lot of money would feed the white-eyed wolf!"

I didn't see any movement from Le Di, the black-clothed bodyguards behind him raised their hands at the same time, and with a few 'clicks', the people in the room seemed to smell blood, and they all retreated in horror.

The warlock's pale face turned pale.

Xing Zhao's brows tightened, his afterglow swept back, and he said in a deep voice, "Le Di, calm down, they don't dare to do anything to you." ”

"Don't dare, give me a hundred guts, I don't dare to do anything to you!" the warlock tilted his head tremblingly, and glanced at Le Di cautiously.

Le Di's hand holding Mu Yi became tighter and tighter.

It is better not to leave the table during the sermon, as it will be detrimental to morality.

Le Di glanced at Mu Yi, and he naturally had scruples in his heart.

"Of course you don't dare to do it directly to me!" Le Di sneered.

The warlock was in a hurry, glanced at Mu Yi, as if he had been burned by blazing iron, hurriedly looked away, and pleaded again and again in a panic, "The little one doesn't dare to do anything to your people!"

The warlock squeezed on the ground, eager to gouge out his troubled eyes for a while, "Noble donor, please raise your noble hand and let go of the little one!"

At this time, Mu Yi and the Holy Master had been in a stalemate for half an hour.

Mu looked at the Holy Master who was sitting in the light mask covered in blood and still twisting beads and chanting scriptures, Mu Yi frowned, raised his hand and waved back the sandstorm, "Holy Master, you really don't retreat?!"

The Holy Master smiled bitterly in his heart, and his face was silent.

Seeing this, Mu Yi's face turned slightly cold, and a touch of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, "Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?!"

Hearing this, the holy master clasped his hands, looked at the purple qi that emanated from Mu Yi's body, and slowly shook his head, "The donor is blessed with great luck, and he is the true god chosen by God...... The old man is just a mortal fetus in the flesh...... Why wouldn't you dare?"

What true God?

Mu Yi frowned.

"It's just that, as a holy master, Lao Wei is just like you, in your interface, you are in charge of law enforcement, and you shoulder the responsibility of maintaining the balance of one realm...... The old man can't retreat, and he doesn't dare to retreat!"

Mu Yi was silent.

She could understand, and agree with, the Holy Master's attitude towards the intruder.

Understandable is understood, it does not mean that she has to sit still.

"Holy Master," Mu Yi frowned, and her eyebrows suddenly became extremely sharp, "Offended!"

Mu Yiluo exerted his strength, and the sharp sword in his hand shattered into a small grasshopper sword, and stabbed at the Holy Master.

Fragments of the sword slammed into the joints of the Master's body.

The originally straight body of the Saint Master of the Outside World suddenly fell.

"Master!"

Xing Zhao's worried voice came through the void, and Mu Yi put the sword in his hand for a moment.

Let her kill the holy master who has never made a move......

Mu Yi straightened up and stopped moving.

"Amitabha," the Holy Master reached out to catch the last knife that flew towards his eyebrows, looking relieved.

"The old man didn't come here to fight to the death with the donor," the holy master said.

Mu Yi's eyes moved.

Didn't you come to fight her to the death, did you come to her for tea?!

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