I was stabbed, I never imagined that one day, I could not have imagined that I would be in Japan, and according to my plan, I would become a in Japan. However, now the Japanese people are not hurting me, but I am hurt by the Zen that I like, which is something that I can't understand. But when I saw the eyes of Po Sa Zen, my originally angry eyes began to turn into a little ridicule, after Po Sa Zen gave me a knife, she stood opposite me, if I shot at this time, she would definitely not be able to dodge.

Lowering my head, I wanted to pull out this dagger, the dagger was very well made, very exquisite, it seemed to be a dagger carried by Po Suo Zen, and it was also a pleasure to stab me with his beloved baby, I said, "Well, you're right." Life, favor, I owe you everything, and now you give me a knife, can it be regarded as returning to you?"

Po Suo Zen looked at me with sadness in his eyes, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was very smiling. seemed to hide some helplessness and sadness in her heart, and said, "Anzi, does it hurt?"

"What do you say?" I asked rhetorically, I stabbed my own person, can it not hurt? Doesn't it hurt? Po Sa Zen is a master, and his strength is very awesome, this knife went in, I felt that my body had no strength, but I still smiled and stood there.

"Can you pull it out? I think your dagger is good. I laughed and said, "Your favorite dagger?"

Po Sa Zen said, "Hmm. My favorite dagger never kills, but this time, maybe it's because of killing you. ”

"That's good. "I don't dare to pull it out, I'm afraid that the bleeding will be deeper.

"You are our goddess of India, and you are also our Buddhist people, our mythological figures, and you should not have this love. ”

A man's voice rang out.

I turned my head and looked, I don't know when it started, there were three more men in monk's clothes, all Indian men. One looks very awesome, and everyone has a wearer's bead on their wrist, maybe it's called a relic or something. Is this a friend of Zen? Probably not, there are very few people in India who can be worthy of her friend.

"You gave him the cherry tomatoes, and gave Anzi a knife, do you think that's it?" said an Indian man, this man is about thirty, his skin is very dark, but what makes me feel very depressed and disgusted, this stupid forehead actually has a red similar to Guanyin, mom compare, you think you are Guanyin, if it weren't for the fact that I didn't feel that my body was not good, I would have tortured this bastard to death in the morning.

These three Indian men all belong to the realm of qi refining, but they have not reached the Great Perfection, that is to say, if it is in normal times, let alone these three monks, I can abuse a hundred of them, the problem is, now that I have been stabbed, this body is starting to weaken.

I don't know how long I can last out.

"I've already given Anzi a knife, don't forget what you promised me between jì, as for me giving cherry tomatoes to Anzi to eat, it's my business,"

"This is a matter of the whole of India, don't you know that the cherry tomato is the holy fruit of our Tianlong Temple?" The other monk seemed to be the eldest brother in the lead, and said in an angry tone, his eyes were murderous, if he hadn't been afraid of the identity and status of Po Sa Zen, as well as his skills, he would have gone up and killed Po Sa Zen a long time ago.

"Oh, yes, it shouldn't be you, it's my master, maybe some of my uncles. Po Suo Zen said in a very flat tone.

"This Anzi, we are going to take it back. The monk said, "We have found out that Anzi has anti-cancer drugs in his hands, and if this is controlled by us Indians, we will be the first in Asia, and any Shenzhou and Japan will be under our feet." ”

"Hehe, do you think you can be awesome when you see that I'm injured?" I twisted my neck, letting the blood flow out of the wound, and then said to the three monks in a contemptuous tone, "Just the three of you people in the Qi Refining Realm, you think you can move me, so come up together." ”

The three monks didn't expect that I would immediately break through their realm, and then glanced at each other a little, and saw the vigilance and vigilance in each other's eyes, I didn't expect that I would hang like this, and after being stabbed by Po Suo Zenyi, in addition to bleeding, he still stood there.

"Zen, this is Tianryu Temple, and this is what we mean. "A monk Lin said to the Zen of the Buddha, at this time must be the Zen of the Buddha to his side, and then to deal with Anzi, you must know that the Son is a person in the realm of the Great Perfection, the three monks are also puzzled and shocked, I have seen the competition of the Ann Zi before, not so hanging, it has only been a few days, the Ann Tzu has advanced by leaps and bounds, is it the reason for eating the cherry tomatoes? Thinking that their holy relics were eaten by the Ann Tzu, the three monks were eager to grit their teeth and kill the Ann Tzu, eat his flesh and drink his blood.

"What are you waiting for, you are Indians, and you also know that we India and China have never been friendly. A monk reminded him and said, "If you are obsessed, you are not a Zen person, but an enemy of our Indians, think about it, in India, you are the only mythical woman, you have tens of thousands of believers, what do you want, what do you have to do with this Anzi, do you think you will not be driven out?"

"Po Su Zen, is your practice going to be ruined by Anzi?" a monk Lin reminded again.

"Enough. Po Suo Zen looked at the three fellow disciples with cold eyes, stood in front of me, and made a very defensive move, "You go now, I can hurt Anzi, but I can't let you take Anzi away, if he is stabbed to death by me, it is a matter between us"

"Zen, do you dare?" the monk who took the lead was very angry, stepped forward, and made a mudra.

"The three of you are not my opponents, if you go together, you can, welcome. Po Suo Zen said indifferently.

I put my hand on the shoulder of Po Suo Zen, and said weakly: "You girl, give me a knife again, and protect me, I really love and hate you." ”

"I do the same to you. Po Suo Zen said directly to me.

I was a little stunned, then I cracked my mouth and laughed, and said: "It's really direct, but you should protect me, or you kill these three Indians first, I look very unhappy, especially the person with a little cinnabar red on his forehead in the middle, is he Guanyin?"

The monk I had named looked at me with a sneer.

"If you don't leave, I'm going to do it. Po Sa Zen said to the three monks.

"Okay, Zen, you wait. ”

"Po Su Zen, if you betray our master, the master will not let you go. ”

Those three monks were not opponents of Po Sa Zen, so it was impossible for them to come up and fight Po Sa Zen.

After the people left, Po Sa Zen looked back at me, I was already pale at the moment, Po Sa Zen held me with his hand, and then said, "Will you hate me?"

"Shouldn't we go to the hospital at this time?" I said, "I'm running out of blood, you don't have to be so cruel." ”

"Will you hate me?" said Zen Zen stubbornly. "No, it won't. I said. 、

"Why?" asked Po Sua Zen in a very strange tone.

"Because, you are a Zen person, this name is enough. "If it weren't for you, I guess the headache would have flare-up, though it doesn't hurt that much now." ”

"Do you believe in the legend of this fate?"

"I don't believe it. I don't know where the strength comes from, so I hugged this Zen with both hands and said, "Your life is not your own, it's mine,"

"That's good. "I don't believe in fate either. ”

"Po Su Zen, your blood is our Indian, I want you to kill Anzi, you just gave him a knife, and then you start to talk to me here?"

Hearing this voice, Zen Yi's face changed.

There are very few people who can make her face change drastically, very few.

This man is one of them.