At night, it is getting deeper and deeper, the long street is empty, and although the lights of the building are still bright, there are few guests inside. In the quiet front hall, a purple figure was talking to He Lin, and He Lin, who was smiling at first, suddenly changed his face.

The sound of "bang!" was particularly deafening in the quiet vestibule. He Lin glared at Ziqing, who was a little frightened in front of him, with an annoyed expression, and shouted: "You dare to deceive Ben Shao, you think Ben Shao is a pig's brain, just now the person was still there, and now you tell me that no one can be found." Do you think that Ben Shao is easy to deceive or do you think that with Ben Shao's ability, you can't get rid of your flowers!"

"He Gongzi, you are discouraged, Xiao'er really doesn't know where to go, I have already sent someone to find it, how dare the little woman lie to you." Ziqing stiffened her head and said with a forced smile on her face, she was also scared. But she knew that if Xiao'er was really found by He Lin, the consequences would be really unimaginable.

"Young master, this slut doesn't seem to have tasted a little bitterness, so he won't tell the truth. De Yi, who was beside He Lin, looked at Ziqing, who was half a head taller than him, and suddenly said coldly. It may be interesting to watch such a beauty suffer from some flesh and skin.

"Come on, tie up this slut and give me dozens of lashes. He Lin couldn't see a smile, he was already angry. Listening to Deyi's words, he didn't want to give a direct order.

"He Gongzi, I really don't know where Xiao'er went, don't you He Gongzi. Ziqing panicked, and as he spoke, he stepped back. Deyi took a long whip from his waist and walked towards her. Ziqing's legs fell to the ground with a weak leg, and De Yi showed a perverted sinister smile approaching step by step.

In a corner of the flowery building, Xiao'er watched this scene with a smile, she knew that she couldn't hide anymore, otherwise Sister Ziqing would suffer for herself.

"Slut, you're so beautiful, but I just want to see how ugly you look, haha. De Yi stood in front of Ziqing, raised his long whip, and laughed loudly.

Just when the long whip in his hand was about to swing down, just when Xiao'er was about to rush out, just when Ziqing stretched out his hand to protect his head. A long stick flew in from outside the door of the front hall, and no one reacted to this moment's events.

With a "snap", the long stick smashed into Deyeon's waist, knocking him into the pillar behind him.

Everyone present froze in place, staring blankly at the long stick standing on the ground. And Deyi, who was still showing off his might just now, is now lying on the ground spitting blood and convulsing all over.

At the same time, a soft and clear voice came: "What do the donors think of this Zen stick?"

Ziqing, who was sitting on the ground, hurriedly looked out of the door, and the three people behind her immediately came to He Lin's side when Deyi fell to the ground, drew their swords, and stared at the door.

As for the smile in the distance, she froze in place, but her eyes showed anticipation

He Lin was surrounded by three guards, and under the pillar on the side lay a half-dead Deyi. All eyes were on the door.

"Who is it?" He Lin shouted angrily outside the door. In this capital, although he is not single-handed, the people who dare to oppose him are definitely not more than double digits. His father is the secretary of the criminal department who holds the power of punishment in the Tang Kingdom, and he is the right-hand man of the Tang King, who dares to provoke him.

"Amitabha, the poor monk has pure karma, and I have seen all the donors. After He Lin drank, a tall figure slowly walked into the front hall of the Huamanlou. The light blue cloth robe, with the Buddha beads hanging on the chest, coupled with this gentle voice, is pure karma.

"Monk, you bald donkey, you dare to beat me, do you know what kind of identity Ben Shao is?

When He Lin saw the young Pure Industry, he pulled away the two people who were blocking him, pointed at the Pure Industry and said. He thought it was someone, but he didn't expect it to be a little monk, which made him even more angry. He is the son of a scholar of the criminal department, how can he be compared with a monk.

"Young Master, be careful, this person is a cultivator. The guard who was pulled away hurriedly whispered, although the other party was a young monk, but it was not easy for them to block the stick just now.

"Shut up, who has Ben Shao been afraid of!" He Lin was angry, he couldn't listen at all, and turned around and drank his guard. The guards didn't dare to speak again, and could only look at the mildly smiling Pure Karma vigilantly.

"Amitabha, all beings are equal. Female benefactor, are you alright? Jingye listened to He Lin's words as he came to Ziqing's side, and then smiled warmly.

"Thank you to the master for coming to the rescue, the little girl is fine. Ziqing thanked softly and bowed. Looking at the pure karma in front of her, gentle and humble, her eyes lit up.

"What bullshit beings are equal, Ben Shao was born extremely noble. In this Chang'an, who dares to provoke Ben Shao, just because you are a bald donkey, you dare to provoke me?" He Lin pointed to Jingye and said, he saw that Ziqing's eyes were a little strange when he looked at the bald donkey, and he was even more angry. He hadn't seen Xiao'er for a long time, and the charming Ziqing in front of him hadn't been able to teach him a lesson, and he suddenly felt that he was very faceless today.

"The female benefactor is polite, this is what a poor monk should do. Jingye ignored He Lin, just looked at Ziqing and responded gently.

"Bastards, you guys gave me that bald donkey. Seeing that Jingye didn't care about himself, He Lin shouted loudly as if he had blown up his lungs. The three guards behind him were quite helpless in their hearts, but there was really no way, and if they didn't make a move, their fate would be even more miserable.

"Monk, you shouldn't interfere tonight. Although you and I are both cultivators, there are some things that you can't just do if you want to. The three guards walked towards Pure Karma with their swords in hand.

"Please stay aside and leave it to me here. Jingye still didn't look back at He Lin, nor did he pay attention to the three people who came to him, but said to Ziqing with a smile.

"Master, be careful. Ziqing nodded and quickly ran to the side.

"A few donors, do you really want to do something with the poor monk?" Jingye turned to look at the three people who were approaching him, and Zhengse said.

"Don't talk nonsense, send him to the Western Heavenly Bliss. He Lin urged loudly behind him.

"I'm sorry. The leader let out a low shout, and then stabbed a sword into the center of Jingye's eyebrows, and the two behind him jumped up and slashed at Jingye's waist from both sides.

"The three of them are all casual cultivators who have already stepped into the path of cultivation, and now they are willing to be subordinates, and they have no wisdom roots. In the face of the attack of the three, Jingye sighed in a low voice, without a trace of panic on his face.

The sword blade attacked, and Jingye slapped his palm in front of him, the spiritual power in his body flowed, and the pale gold color flashed out between his palms. An illusory hand condensed by golden light blocked in front of Pure Karma, blocking the attack of the three of them.

"Bell, bell!" the three of them struck the big hand, making a sound, as if they were slashing through the extremely hard copper wall.

While blocking the trio's attacks, Pure Karma jumped up lightly and landed behind them. The moment it fell, the golden light of Jingye's right hand was covered, and he held the Zen stick to the side in the air. The Zen stick flew over on its own and fell into the hands of pure karma.

"Amitabha. Jingye whispered as he swung a stick at one person's calf.

"Ahh "One person was hit, screamed in pain, touched the ground on one knee, hugged the calf with one hand, and wailed in pain.

The other two turned around and stabbed towards Pure Karma at this time, and their sword blades had not weak spiritual power fluctuations, and they were a little hot. Jingye took a half-step back with his right foot, threw out his left hand, and between the index and middle fingers, he caught a sword blade between them. The Zen stick in his right hand shook the other person's long sword away, and then flipped the Zen stick, and one stick hit his chest, knocking him to the ground.

"You!" The remaining one of them looked at the pure karma in shock, and he realized that the little monk in front of him was far from being able to defeat them.

"The long sword you hold in both hands is caught between my two fingers, and you can't move it anymore. That's it. Jingye still said so gently, and let go of his fingers by the way.

And He Lin, who was some distance behind Jingye, was a little calmer at this time. The three guards he brought with him were now squatting on the ground, one lying down, and one standing still. Although the strength of the three of them was only in the Tempering Realm, even if they encountered an opponent from the ninth layer of the Tempering Realm, they would not be defeated in a few rounds. The bald donkey in front of him is probably in the condensation realm, this person is not simple.

"Donor, do you want to make a move?" Jingye looked at the guards who had lost their fighting spirit, and turned to look at He Lindao.