Li Xiangxiang wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and said indifferently: "If you want to leave, where is it so easy!"

"Cheap woman, you actually use poison!"

Li Xiangxiang was caught off guard before, so she didn't have time to use the poison at all. But Yang Weiyang's arrival gave her a certain buffer time, so these Turkic great masters were destined to be miserable.

Yang Weiyang said: "These people will be handed over to you!"

Li Yuxiang nodded and mumbled.

These Turks knew Li Xiangxiang's methods, and hurriedly shouted: "You can't kill us, we are the guards of the Turkic king's tent, if you kill us, the royal court will definitely not give up!"

Yang Weiyang sneered, and ran to the territory of the Great Sui to say that you are a master of the Turkic king's tent, thinking that you can save your life. Is the IQ of these people being eaten by dogs?

Li Xiangxiang is even more disdainful, are there still few masters of the royal tent that he killed? Even if they are released today, they will let themselves go when they meet again in the future?

To be soft on one's enemies is to be cruel to oneself.

Li Yuxiang hated the Turks and wanted the four people in front of her to die as well, but she didn't want Yang Weiyang to see this cruel scene. She really hadn't killed many people, they were all killed by poisonous insects, but she didn't mind carrying a few more lives on her body.

Li Xiangxiang approached with a scimitar, and the man's face showed a frightened look, and a foul smell came from his lower body.

When the scimitar was less than half an inch away from the person's body, a burst of energy flicked the scimitar, causing her to take a few steps back, and her shoulders were numb.

"Stop!"

A monk in a coarse linen robe suddenly appeared in everyone's sight, he was tall and handsome, but at this moment he looked at Li Xiangxiang with a serious face.

"Is it okay for the donor to let them go?"

Li Xiangxiang's face was solemn, and she asked, "Shouldn't they be killed?"

This monk Yang Weiyang knew who it was, although he hadn't seen it, but he had heard of it. The high monk from Tianzhu, that Bashi rested, but how could he appear here?

Na Bashi said to Amitabha Buddha before saying: "Heaven has the virtue of a good life, and my Buddha sweeps the ground and is afraid of hurting the lives of ants, not to mention four human lives." ”

"Monk, you're going to stop me again!" the corners of Li Xiangxiang's eyebrows furrowed, obviously suppressing the anger in her heart.

"If the Lord of the Great Scheme defeats me, I will no longer interfere in this matter!"

Li Xiangxiang knew that she was not the opponent of this monk, but she still wanted to give it a try, if she didn't try, she would leave regrets, it was not what she wanted, and her heart could not be open-minded.

Yang Weiyang didn't stop it, he also wanted to know what was the difference between Tianzhu's martial arts and the Central Plains.

At this moment, his eyes have returned to black, and the frightening red has receded.

Na Bashi put his hands together and slapped it to the ground suddenly, a gust of wind within a radius of dozens of meters stirred up, and Li Yuxiang was directly shocked and flew out.

"Amitabha, please keep your promise!"

Yang Weiyang scolded in his heart, it ended directly before it started, how profound is this monk's cultivation.

He hurriedly ran over and squatted down, hugged Li Yuxiang into his arms, and asked gently, "It's okay, let them go!"

Li Yuxiang smiled sweetly, but it was particularly poignant, which made Yang Weiyang feel distressed.

The Bashi rested on the four people who fell to the ground, and nodded, and said, "Go away, don't do these evil things again!"

The four of them covered their chests with their hands: "Thank you Master for saving your life!"

"Amitabha!"

Na Ba Shixi glanced at the seriously injured Li Xiangxiang and said: "Master Li Shi is seriously injured, the little monk has a bottle of gold sore medicine here, which can treat external injuries, please accept it!"

Yang Weiyang looked at this monk, extremely weird, it was simply a contradiction.

Don't you think it's ridiculous that you've injured someone and now you're delivering medicine again?

But that Bashi Xie's ridiculousness felt like it was a fairly normal thing.

Yang Weiyang helped Li Xiangxiang up, but Na Bashi Xie said: "Please let Master Li go with me!"

Yang Weiyang asked puzzledly, "Where are you going?"

"The demonic nature of the great donor has not been eliminated, and if you follow the little monk to cultivate for a period of time, you will definitely be able to put down the butcher's knife and take refuge in my Buddha. ”

Yang Weiyang almost said directly that you farted, and he even wondered if this monk had taken a fancy to Li Xiang, didn't Buddhism pay attention to the six purities?

Buddhism is really terrible, and the color monk is even more terrifying.

Helplessly, now the two of them together can't beat Na Bashixie, and they don't have the strength to resist at all.

Yang Weiyang asked, "The master's words are wrong!"

"What does the donor mean by that?" asked the benefactor, puzzled.

As soon as Yang Weiyang heard him talk, he knew that he could start fooling. I'm afraid that he will be arrogant and unreasonable, and it will be useless to say anything.

Yang Weiyang opened his mouth and said: "The master said that the demonic nature of the incense has not retreated, so may I ask the master if the Buddhism pays attention to cause and effect, if it is not that group of people who want to kill the incense first, is it difficult for the incense to wait for them to kill?"

"What the donor said is right, but the donor took his life in the end, is this right?"

"The master is wrong again!"

Na Bashi was puzzled: "I said it wrong again?"

"That's right!"

Na Bashi suddenly asked helplessly: "Dare to ask the little benefactor, is the little monk wrong or not?"

"Is the master really wrong?" Yang Weiyang said seriously.

Li Yuxiang, who was in his arms, looked at Yang Weiyang with wide eyes, as if Yang Weiyang's face was carved with flowers.

"Then dare to ask the little benefactor, where is my mistake?"

"The master said that Xiang Xiang took his life, are they dead now, or are they alive!"

Navashisha replied, "One of them is dead!"

Yang Weiyang took a deep breath and said, "I killed it!"

Na Bashi Xie obviously doesn't believe it, you are not a person who is not a third-grade martial artist, saying that you killed a master of a great grandmaster,

Yang Weiyang nodded solemnly: "I really killed it!"

When the four of them left, they didn't even think about taking their companion's corpse with them, so they guessed that their relationship was certainly not as good as it seemed.

Na Bashi Xie glanced at the corpse, and then at Yang Weiyang's right hand, and couldn't help but believe it. Although he didn't know how he killed the Great Grandmaster, if he was careless in the rivers and lakes, ordinary people would be able to kill the masters of the Transformation Realm.

"The master understands!"

"Amitabha, why did the donor kill him?"

"Because he wants to kill me, so I will kill him, this is the rivers and lakes!"

"The donor's obsession is too deep!"

"Does the master think those people just now are good or evil?"

Nabashi thought for a moment and replied, "Good and evil are all in one thought, good will be evil, and evil will also be good!"

Yang Weiyang understood that the so-called good and evil turned out to be what he felt in his heart.

In fact, this is also the rivers and lakes, otherwise there would not be a disagreement and a knife to each other.

Yang Weiyang sighed and said sincerely, "Actually, master, I also have no demon nature!"

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