"Poof, poof, poof......" The people around him suddenly took out the weapons in their hands and stabbed them into Zhao Bo's body.

A lot of blood holes appeared on Zhao Bo's body at once, and blood splattered out.

Zhao Bo fell to the ground with a puff, staring at his scarlet eyes.

"Amitabha." The little monk Hui sat on the ground and began to recite the scriptures of the past life, surpassing the people who died here

Ning Shu returned to the Holy Demon Peak, and Ye Hua squinted his eyes, "Now that the other party has no leader, take the opportunity to kill these people." ”

Ning Shu shook his head, "Our Holy Demon Sect has also suffered heavy losses, and the other party is the same, so it is better to stop the war here." ”

"Snort......," Ye Hua sneered, "Do you wait until they have recuperated and come to attack us?" ”

"I don't know when they cultivated, and the slightly more powerful people of various sects and sects were all killed by Zhao Bo, and they all became third-rate small sects." Ning Shu looked at Ye Hua, "If we really unify the rivers and lakes, the army should come." ”

This kind of mutual restraint and mutual restraint is the way to survive.

Night Birch didn't speak.

Ning Shu smiled and said, "Brother, this world is bigger than we imagined, there are many unknown things, outside this world, there may be other worlds. ”

"Why bother with such a little thing, Jiji camp, and finally turn into a handful of loess."

Maybe they're fighting here, fighting over what seems to be very precious, maybe there's a giant watching them grab the garbage like ants.

It's like when we're bored, watching ants move things and grab things.

We may even live in a dream, and when we wake up, we disappear.

Ye Hua turned her head and squinted at Ning Shu, her eyes scraping over Ning Shu's face inch by inch.

Night Birch waved his hand, and the people of the Holy Demon Sect surrounded everyone.

The faces of the people were full of fear and apprehension.

Ning Shu raised his eyebrows, "Brother? ”

"Come to invade the Demon Sect, let them go like this, and think that the Demon Sect people are easy to bully, and don't give some lessons, it's not the style of the Demon Sect people." Night Birch's expression was indifferent.

Night Birch walked over, and Ning Shu followed Night Birch's side.

A person who can be in charge of a little bit of a person stood up and arched his hand towards Night Hua, "Night Sect Master, this time we were all forced by Zhao Bo, we have no way to resist, please open the Night Sect Master." ”

"Oh......" Ye Hua sighed dispensably, "Anyway, now that Zhao Bo is dead, I leave everything up to you." ”

The Huikong monk of Wuyou Temple stood up and said: "Night donor, this matter is wrong for us, please forgive the night donor." ”

"Amitabha." The little monk Hui stood up, "As long as the donor lets everyone go, as long as the little monk never violates the Holy Demon Sect during his lifetime, the monk will not speak, if he violates it, heaven and earth will be punished." ”

"Plum Blossom Villa does not infringe on the Holy Demon Sect."

"The ...... of the Infinite Sect"

"Songshan faction ......"

Monk Hui made an oath, and the others were also busy.

Ning Shu rolled his eyes, "Little monk, you have returned to Zhaojiabao, and Wuyou Temple has not been destroyed." ”

"The little monk is alive, the Wuyou Temple has always existed, and the abbot of the Wuyou Temple has been passed on to the little monk before the abbot dies, and the little monk is now the abbot of the Wuyou Temple." Hui Ji Xiao Monk said.

"Oh, you're the abbot, what's the matter?"

"The little monk didn't get scared."

"The Holy Demon Sect was attacked by you, and suffered heavy losses, and so many people were injured." Night Birch said lightly.

"We'll compensate you." The people from Plum Blossom Villa immediately said.

"Compensation, absolute compensation."

"It's better to hurry, it's over, we'll pick it up one by one." Night Birch waved his hand, and the people of the Holy Demon Sect got out of the way.

These people dragged the corpses of their own sect disciples and ran away as if they were burning their butts.

"Momiji, look at these decent families." Night Birch looked disdainful.

Ning Shu said: "Decent people are also people, and not everyone can be a hero." ”

"Thank you, donor." The little monk Hui made a Buddhist ritual towards Ning Shu, "The donor saved the little monk several times, but the little monk couldn't repay him." ”

"Make a promise." Ning Shu said casually, there is no way to repay it, and it should be followed by a promise.

As soon as Ning Shu's words came out, the monks behind Huiji had a distorted face, and they wanted to scold Ning Shu, but now their lives were still in the hands of others.

The face of the little monk remained unchanged, "The donor smiled, and the little monk took his leave." ”

The little monk Hui walked in the front and left with a group of monks.

I don't know if it's Ning Shu's illusion, I feel that this little monk walks with Sanskrit sounds.

That's how it passed.

However, if these sects want to prosper again, I am afraid that it will be a little difficult, and the masters of the sects have been slaughtered by Zhao Bo.

And Zhaojiabao was wiped out by the alliance of these sects overnight, and Zhaojiabao's disciples were scattered, after all, now Zhaojiabao doesn't even have a person to preside over the overall situation.

These people directly set fire to Zhaojiabao.

Ning Shu smacked her lips, this burning house was the patent of her, a demon witch, and these people dared to rob it.

I don't know what happened to the arrogant Zhao Ling'er, Ning Shu sent someone out to inquire, but I heard that he was taken away by the original Zhao Jiabao disciples, and now he doesn't know where to go.

Without the blessing of her father, Zhao Ling'er may not have a good time.

His father killed many sectarians during his lifetime, and now they are seeking revenge again.

People are floating in the rivers and lakes, you cut it, I cut it.

But now the rivers and lakes are not too noisy, and everyone is clamping their tails and being people.

It was unprecedentedly calm.

The previous restless atmosphere has also dissipated, and even people's moods have relaxed.

Ye Hua began to seriously practice peerless martial arts, so he called Ning Shu over to ask if he had nothing to do, and then the topic was introduced to the outside world intentionally or unintentionally.

Ning Shu just said, there must be a world that we don't know about, maybe there is really a fairyland or something.

Ye Hua waved his hand to let Ning Shu get out, and Ning Shu pouted and left.

When Ning Shu was fine now, he took a group of subordinates to wander around, and by the way, he went to collect mental damages.

It takes a few days to play in each sect, and seeing that these people are so aggrieved that they can't speak, and they have to treat her well, Ning Shu said that he is quite comfortable.

Ning Shu wandered around and saw a lot of landscapes, all kinds of strange and indescribable landscapes.

Ning Shu arrived at Wuyou Temple, Wuyou Temple went through the previous turmoil, and the incense was not as prosperous as before.

There were only a few pilgrims, and at the gate, the very small monk Hui led a group of monks to greet Ning Shu.

Ning Shu walked over, and the bell on his waist made a crisp sound as he walked.

"Ami ......"

"Where's the money?" Ning Shu stretched out his hands and asked.

"The money is ready, please take a break." Huiji said.

Ning Shu nodded, followed the very little monk Hui into the Wuyou Temple, and as soon as he walked into the temple, he smelled the smell of rosin.