The weird Qian Mazi lay on the ground without resistance, looking like he had accepted his fate, his breath was disordered, and there was a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, he laughed silently for a moment, and then suddenly said: "Donor, let's meet again!"

Ye Yinan was stunned for a moment, and his pupils shrank suddenly: "It's you!"

"Qian Mazi" maintained a lying position, folded his hands, and said with a slight smile: "Naturally, it is a poor monk, I didn't expect that the poor monk and the benefactor would meet again so soon, or in this way." ”

Ye Yinan remembered something, and the ruthless words jumped out from between his clenched teeth, word by word: "If you dare to hurt the two of them, no matter the end of the world in this life, I will kill you!"

"Qian Mazi" smiled undiminishedly, shook his head indifferently and said, "Donor, you regret it too late at this time." ”

The figure exuding anger suddenly fell from the treetops, rolling up piles of fallen leaves, Ye Yinan grabbed his throat, lifted him from the ground, pressed him the trunk, and said coldly: "The matter between us, it has nothing to do with others, we will solve it ourselves!"

However, Qian Mazi didn't answer him again, but looked at him with a frightened face, as if he had turned back to the previous flower thief.

Bang!

Ye Yinan's face was expressionless, his strength erupted, Qian Mazi's eyes rolled and fainted, and then Ye Yinan tied up the flower thief in his hand and returned to Shikou Village at full speed, the strong uneasiness in his heart made him feel unfamiliar, this feeling is called fear.

......

Lightning and thunder, heavy rain poured, the rain seemed to be connected into a transparent water curtain in the air, Shikou Village has never had such a heavy rain, if it was placed a long time ago, those dilapidated houses will be washed down by the heavy rain.

In a house near the entrance to the village to the west.

Aunt Li was anxiously pacing back and forth at the table, she had wanted to go to the village temple to see her daughter several times before, Huang Pan was afraid that she would startle the snake in the past now, so she stopped her from talking badly.

Miao Bo sat aside without saying a word, his eyes full of worry.

Although Huang Pan was also a little worried about the girl who grew up by himself, he still calmly comforted him: "Brother and sister, those two young people are very reliable, you can put ten thousand hearts, don't you still believe in my old Huang's ability to see people?"

His words made the couple feel a little better, but it was only a little better, Aunt Li was still sad, she glanced at the heavy rain outside the window, and always felt that such bad weather was really an ominous omen.

"When I go back this time, I must clean up this disobedient stinky girl, it's really messy, and it doesn't make people worry. She secretly thought in her heart how to beat Xiaolan's ass when she went back.

......

Sou!

Ye Yinan's figure flashed between the shadows of the trees, the green shirt was completely wet by the rain, and the slightly long strands of hair were wet and sticky to his face, looking a little embarrassed, but at this time, he didn't care about this, and only pretended to have one thing, that is, to hurry back to the village temple.

Otherwise, the mad monk might ...... Thinking of this, he didn't dare to continue thinking about it.

Finally, he came to the front of the village temple after running wildly, looking at the closed temple door, a killing intent that could change the ghost's expression emanated from him, because he had already sensed the undisguised aura from the village temple, and the owner of the aura was the white-clothed monk he met in the underground mausoleum.

He walked towards the village temple step by step, waved his arm heavily, and the money in his hand was thrown out, slamming the temple door open.

The long wind poured down, and the scene in the temple made his eyes instantly turn red, and with a click, a lightning bolt slashed, reflecting the abyss-like hatred in his red eyes clearly.

Sekong stood in the middle of the village temple, with his back to him, but the snow-white monk's robe faded to his waist, revealing a large white back.

Ye Qing leaned on the pillar on the right, fell into a coma, his breath was sluggish, and he looked like he had suffered a lot of injuries, and the most painful thing for Ye Yinan was Xiaolan, the girl at this moment was lying quietly next to the cotton mat, her clothes had been untied and scattered on the ground, and her plain skirt was turning up messily.

"The donor has finally returned, and the poor monk said that it is too late for you to regret it. Sekong slowly turned around and pulled up the monk's robe along the way.

Creak!

It was the sound of clenching his teeth and being overwhelmed, Ye Yinan's eyes were bloodshot, staring at him deadly, and he said hoarsely word by word: "I...... Must...... Kill...... You!"

Sekong had a smile on his face like a first sight, as if all this was not what he did, and said softly: "Everything in this world pays attention to a cause and effect, the donor blocked the poor monk's road that day, and now, the poor monk also gave the donor a demon seed, just this cause and effect." ”

After speaking, he glanced at Xiaolan who was lying on the side, and said with a pity on his face: "This woman's Yin Yuan is quite pure, but it's a pity that she is just an ordinary person, her body is too weak, and she can't bear the Zen path of a poor monk at all. ”

Call!

As soon as the words fell, a black shadow broke through the air, Sekong looked at the giant sword that was getting closer and closer to him, shook his head lightly and said: "If the donor thinks that he can kill the poor monk with his strange strength last time, hehe, then the donor is really too underestimated and happy." ”

No, how can this person exude a domineering feeling of self-condescension, which he didn't have last time, is that ...... Sekong's complexion suddenly changed, and he no longer had the same relaxed appearance as before, his hands snapped together, and pink lotus flowers bloomed all around his body, and a beauty was displayed on each lotus, and then, a huge pink lotus quickly grew on the top of Sekong's head.

This huge powder lotus was filled with demonic light, covering the color void underneath, and it seemed to be a talisman method.

Dinghai fell fiercely on the powder lotus, this sword can be described as Ye Yinan's full blow, not only opened the word "broken", but also used the sword power and the three mysteries of the desolation.

The moment the Pink Lotus was hit by the giant sword, it was deeply sunken into a large area, and Sekong's white face suddenly turned as red as a pig's liver, and his heart was in disbelief, why was there a force that passed directly through the Pink Lotus into his body? How could this young man be so strong, that incomparable feeling, as if he was facing a peerless overlord who made heaven and earth surrender under his feet.

Soon disbelief turned into fear, and cracks gradually appeared in the talisman pink lotus, and finally it burst into pieces directly after being overwhelmed, and the smaller pink lotus around him also dispersed one after another.

With a whoosh, Sekong flew out upside down, smashing the statue of the Earth God to pieces and burying it in the broken porcelain, with a large pool of dark red blood dripping on the exposed snow-white collar.

Crash!

He got up from the broken porcelain in embarrassment, and glanced at Ye Yinan, who was red-eyed like a demon king alive, and couldn't help but tremble his legs, and then turned into a dusty gray shadow and fled outside the temple.

"You...... Which...... Village...... Escape!" Ye Yinan spit out words in a hoarse voice, the tyrannical aura in his body almost turned into substance, the soles of his feet stomped on the ground violently, and his body chased outward like a cannonball, but at this moment, a light sound suddenly came from behind him that shook him violently, and he stopped his body in place.

"Brother Ye Yinan's ......"

PS: Alas...... Sad, quite a cute girl......