"Poor monk Cihang."

Although he said this with Jiujiu, Cihang's attitude became even more cold and hard.

I don't know why, the moment this little girl came in, his heart like a stone beat suddenly and irregularly violently, and his eyes involuntarily looked at her, as if to engrave her appearance deeply in his heart.

Obviously, he had sworn in front of the Buddha to serve the Buddha for the rest of his life, but he was still moved by his strange heart.

Cihang was silently reciting Buddhist scriptures in his heart, but his eyes involuntarily looked at Jiu Jiu as if they were not his own, one eye, two eyes, three or four eyes.

Seeing Cihang's eyes looking at Jiujiu, Sang Ye's hatred for Jiujiu in his heart became even deeper.

Mo Yu was like this before, as long as Jiu Jiu appeared, she would not have herself in her eyes, even the current Cihang.

As long as the man who has his eye in his eye appears, the woman of Jiujiu, an eyesore woman, will attract the other party's attention.

If it weren't for Jiujiu's appearance, this Cihang would have been in her bag a long time ago.

Mulberry Ye gritted his teeth, looking at Jiujiu's eyes with a scorching temperature, eager to burn Jiujiu to ashes.

For Mulberry Ye's gaze, Jiu Jiu stared back directly and fearlessly, and after glaring at Mulberry Ye, Jiu Jiu continued to look at Cihang and said, "Master, do you know what the identity of this woman is?" ”

Cihang shook his head: "The little monk doesn't know. ”

"She's the demon girl of the notorious Demon Sect, and the flower thief in the rivers and lakes now." Mulberry Ye has been away from the Demon Sect for more than a month, and her biggest hobby every day is to pick up those men, but because of some of Yan Xiu's habits, Sang Ye has a very bad attitude towards those furnaces that are replenished, and the men who have basically been picked up by her are left with the only way to make up for it.

Of course, even if you do a base, you can only be the one below.

And those men who have been mended by mulberry leaves, although some of them deserve it, but more of them are seduced by mulberry leaf spiritualism, and over time, mulberry leaves have the name of a flower picking female thief.

Hearing the words of the flower thief, the four people who were originally sitting in the inn stood up in an instant, and one of them even pulled out his long sword and attacked the mulberry leaf with a sad expression.

Eight generations of his family have been passed down, leaving his son as a single seedling, who knows that he was taken by this flower thief, and the whole person was picked up for a night without a human form, which is the hope of their eight generations, but it turned out to be broken in his place.

How could he not hate, how could he not want to kill Sang Ye.

Mulberry leaves can be easily dealt with by ordinary people, and the moment that person drew his sword, Mulberry Leaf also drew his sword.

Although it was Yan Xiu, she had also practiced swordsmanship before becoming Yan Xiu, and the four of them were on equal footing for a while.

And because of Cihang's presence, Sang Ye didn't use spells, so he gave Jiu Jiu a chance.

Jiu Jiu took out the Golden Silkworm Gu from his pocket.

Although she was reluctant, Sang Ye had a spell, and she had no other choice.

Jiu Jiu raised her hand and threw the Golden Silkworm Gu onto Mulberry Ye's body, Mulberry Ye was so entangled by the three of them, although she knew that Jiu Jiu threw something over, but there was no way to take it off, and by the time the Golden Silkworm Gu got into her body, she wanted to drive it away.

Jiu Jiu silently recited the mantra in his mouth to urge the Golden Silkworm Gu, and with the follow-up of the Golden Silkworm Gu, Sang Ye felt for the first time what was called Gu Technique.

Mulberry Ye howled, covered his head and fell to the ground, the whole person shouted like crazy, kept rolling on the ground, his face was distorted and became extremely ugly because of pain, even if his head kept hitting the ground, and even if his head was broken and bleeding, he continued to hit as if he was unconscious, as if he didn't know the tireless pain.

Cihang looked at the tragic situation of the mulberry leaves, and silently recited a Buddha name: "Amitabha." ”

"Donor, that's enough." Cihang's eyes had no sorrow, no joy, no sorrow and no anger, but he looked at Jiu Jiu with love for everyone and said, "She has learned a lesson." ”

"So what, she's a witch, everyone gets to blame, besides, she has hurt so many people, shouldn't I kill her?"

Cihang: "God has the virtue of a good life, why should the donor rush to kill everything." ”

"Heaven has the virtue of a good life, but that's for you Central Plains people, I am a Miaojiang girl, naturally not bound by this sentence, I am going to kill her, is it possible, do you want to stop me?" Jiujiu's eyes were frivolous, revealing a touch of murderous intent.

Cihang lowered his eyes but his attitude was not the slightest soft, which obviously meant that if Jiujiu dared to do it, he would protect the mulberry leaves.

"Amitabha."

"Great monk, do you want to stop me from killing her?"

Jiu Jiu tilted his head to look at Cihang, a little speechless at this great monk with a compassionate attribute.

Let's say he's pedantic, he treats everyone equally, but if he says he's not pedantic, he has to save her life when he knows that Mulberry is a female demon who does all kinds of evil.

Cihang lowered his eyes, and said with a face without waves, sadness or joy: "When is the time for retribution." ”

Regarding Cihang's words, the old man snorted coldly: "You said this lightly, and it is not your relatives who are harmed by this demon girl." ”

As soon as he thought of the son who had been taken up by the demon girl and was still lying in bed, the old man's tears turned red.

Obviously, he has already chosen a good family for his son, and even the auspicious time has been calculated, just waiting to hold his grandson next year, but he encountered such a thing, is there anyone more miserable than him?

Cihang was speechless, if he was asked to talk about Buddhism, he could keep talking for ten days and ten nights, but if he talked to an old man who had been blinded by hatred, he couldn't say a word.

Because he understands that no matter what he says, the other party can say something to refute it.

The other party's mind has been paralyzed by hatred, and he can't think of a second thing at all except revenge.

Cihang sighed and looked at the mulberry leaves that were still rolling on the ground and silently recited a Buddha name.

Jiujiu glanced at Cihang, pulled out the Soul Punishment Sword that Xiao Bai gave her, and stabbed Sang Ye's heart, and after a while, Sang Ye swallowed his breath, and even his soul was sealed into the Soul Sword.

Seeing Jiu Jiu kill the mulberry leaf with a sword, the old man thanked him: "Thank you, girl." ”

Jiu Jiu smiled lightly: "Everyone is punished, and the old man is polite." ”

Looking at the mulberry leaves that had already lost their breath, Cihang sighed, turned around and went to the backyard to find a shovel to prepare to let the mulberry leaves sink into the ground.

But when he took out the shovel, he saw that Jiujiu had dripped a few drops of liquid on Mulberry Ye's body, and then Mulberry Ye's body melted like ice and snow under the sun, and in a moment, there was not even a single bone residue left.

Cihang has studied Buddhism since he was a child, and he is dedicated to the Buddha, this is the first time he has gone down the mountain, but he never thought that he would encounter such a murderous scene, and Cihang, who has always been an ancient well, was angry for the first time.

Looking at Jiujiu's eyes with obvious mood fluctuations, he glanced at Jiujiu almost with obvious disgust, and flicked his sleeves and left.