With a grunt, some villagers were so frightened that they began to swallow their saliva, no one thought that the little girl of Han Yongbai's family was such a powerful existence. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Guo, who was overly frightened, finally spoke when Xianggong was facing death, "Er, Erya, you don't, you can't, he, he's your uncle." ”

Han Chuxue still had that expressionless face, "It's just a brute." ”

Since it's a brute, why don't you kill it.

A certain donkey who can't fly is so anxious that he spins on the ground, and it's naturally okay if the beast kills it, but the problem is that the beast is related to the little ancestor by blood, and it is considered a close relative, and the little ancestor wants to really kill him with his own hands, but it will be thundered by the sky.

When a certain donkey was at a loss, the thunderball of the cold early snow had already taken shape, and it smashed towards Han Yongsong on the ground without hesitation.

A donkey looked anxious, and in a hurry, with a flick of his tail, he smashed the dying Ping Laosan towards the thunderball.

It doesn't matter if the other party is a mortal, if it is really dead, it will have to carry a human life on its back, in short, save the little ancestor first.

Seeing that Ping Laosan was about to be smashed into ashes by the thunderball, a big sunflower fan fell from the sky and blocked between the two in a timely manner.

With a loud bang, the big sunflower fan became torn apart, and Ping Laosan was smashed into the mud brick wall of Han Xiucai's house by the explosion of the air wave.

Fortunately, the explosion occurred in mid-air, and it did not harm the people below, unfortunately the roof of Han Xiucai's house was all gone, but now no one has time to sympathize with them, although it was not affected, it did not prevent everyone from seeing the power of this move, it was too scary.

Looking at the old man who suddenly fell from the sky, everyone was stunned again, he was not a storyteller, how could he become a martial arts master?

The spirit weapon was destroyed, and the old man vomited a mouthful of blood uncontrollably, but he didn't dare to stay, and released a flying sword and rushed to Han Chuxue's side, "Uncle Xiao, please calm your anger, it's not worth it for such a person." ”

is also a monk, Lao Yutou naturally knows what the consequences of killing blood relatives with his own hands will incur, which is also the reason why he rushed desperately after learning the news, Uncle Xiao is the proud disciple of the mountain master, and the future is immeasurable, how can he be ruined because of such a fool as Han Yongsong.

Han Chuxue looked at him expressionlessly, "It's just a brute." ”

Although Lao Yutou is an outer disciple, because he took over the task of doing chores at the main peak when he was in the sect, he still had contact with Han Chuxue, which is also the reason why the two people with very different identities will recognize each other.

When he saw the appearance of Han Chuxue, he complained bitterly in his heart, and Uncle Xiao was obviously really angry.

I didn't dare to continue to stimulate her at this time, so I had to nod my head according to her words, "Yes, he is a brute, so killing him will only dirty Uncle Xiao's hands, or let the disciple do it for you." ”

If Uncle Xiao insists on killing this Han Yongsong, it is better to do it himself than Uncle Xiao to do it, anyway, he has already built a hopeless foundation, and he doesn't have to worry about the catastrophe.

But Han Chuxue didn't want to accept this love, "I'll kill." ”

When the old fish head and a certain donkey heard these concise and horrific words, they almost wanted to suppress the sky and cry, they all knew Han Chuxue's character, and they all understood that the fewer words this little ancestor had, the more she was really angry, and the more stubborn and unreasonable she would be.

Because of the relationship between spiritual power, if she is really angry, Han Chuxue will be a little unable to control herself, in order not to hurt the innocent, she will not say anything to others, but find the target and do it directly, which is also the reason why she left directly after saving the two girls just now, and she didn't even say much, she was afraid that she would not be able to control Lei Lingli and hurt them.

Thinking that the old man was in the way, she directly hit the spiritual power ball to bounce the person away, looking at Han Yongsong on the ground, the thunder spiritual power instantly condensed into a knife, and it was split without blinking.

This is different from the lightning ball just now, the speed is too fast, and the old man can't block it even if he wants to, and the people present are except him, and a donkey can block it, the problem is that it can't fly.

A certain donkey was really anxious and sad, just when it was thinking about whether to pounce directly on Han Yongsong, relying on its thick skin and gritting its teeth to block this blow, a burst of white light flashed on Han Chuxue's chest, and there were inexplicably more people in the air.

With a slight flick of the wide sleeves of the visitor, the murderous thunder knife was dispersed and instantly dissipated into the air.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, and then he saw the person clearly, a very iconic bald head, a white robe, a warm and peaceful face, and a shallow smile on his eyebrows, which made people feel cordial at first sight, but then he had a sense of non-blasphemy, this is not ......

Old Yutou's face changed, and he hurriedly knelt down, "I met Venerable Kong." ”

A certain donkey, who had been dragging it, also hurriedly bent its two front hooves and bowed.

It's not that the visitors like to talk about pomp, but their respect for each other's noble status, and the Venerable Void is a Buddhist cultivator on the same level as the Lord of Cloud Mountain.

The others didn't know the identity of the Empty Venerable, but it didn't prevent them from recognizing that this was a high monk, the people of the Dachang Dynasty had always believed in Buddhism, not to mention that the Empty Venerable came so magically, and the villagers who saw it with their own eyes all regarded him as the Buddha's manifestation, and they all knelt down with Lao Yutou.

The village chief reverently followed the old man's salutation and said, "Believers pay homage to the Buddha." ”

The other villagers followed suit and shouted one after another.

Venerable Void recited a sentence of Amitabha Buddha, but did not explain much, with his identity, he could afford to bow down to these people, and he also knew that he was such a shadow of thousands of miles, in the eyes of these mortals, it was already a fairy art, even if he explained it, people would not believe it.

looked at Han Chuxue with an expressionless smile gently, "Why are you angry like an idiot?" ”

"Kill a brute."

The old man and a donkey below......

The little ancestors have all appeared, don't you be so cold, don't you?

The Void Venerable chuckled as if he didn't care at all, "Since you're a beast, why do you need to do it?" ”

Han Chuxue finally had a little expression, and pursed her lips as if she had been wronged, "If others refuse to kill, they know that they will be appeased." ”

Grandpa Han below suddenly sweated, God testified, he really didn't know what that hateful nephew was doing.

Venerable Void sighed lightly, "Beasts are in the hands of beasts, and the six reincarnations have a fixed number, so why should you be anxious about a beast." ”

Han Chuxue blinked, understood, ordinary people may only think that life is in the world, and death is the end, but they, the cultivators, know that death is not the real end, but just the beginning of another life.

But before the start of another life, this life is to be liquidated, good people can be reincarnated smoothly, if it is a bad person, before cleaning up a body of sins, don't think about being able to leave, as for how to liquidate, the eighteen layers of hell are not decorations, if you are a mortal in the world, it is at most more than a hundred years of life, but when you go to the underworld, the life span of becoming a ghost is unlimited, that is to say, you can liquidate for as long as you want, the more sins you create in life, the more difficult the days after death. (To be continued.) )