"Attention families! There are only two days left before His Majesty's great wish to destroy the law. Whoever catches a demon monk will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver and given a hereditary marquis. Passed down from generation to generation, blessed for future generations! ”

A group of soldiers in armor and swords were rampant on the street, shouting loudly.

The surrounding melon-eating crowd is itchy in their hearts.

Catch a monk and directly promote to a nobleman, who doesn't have an itch in their hearts?

Although the destruction of France seems to be peaceful, it is generally the same.

But anyone with a little vision knows that something is wrong.

Because everyone's head is tightly packed.

And most importantly, not one or two, but all of them are the same.

Smart people know that these people must be the same as themselves, they don't know who they were shaved and burned their scars.

They envied the king's bounty, but they did not dare to gamble with their own lives.

Even if you are stupid, you know the truth that you have a life to take and you don't have a life.

You want to denounce the people and then go and get the bounty and the marquis.

But people are ruthless and pull you into the water, and you are still playing with eggs?

A group of people eating melons were noisy, but no one stood up and identified the person around him, who was a monk who had shaved his ordination and burned his scars.

The soldiers were anxious, and the civil and military ministers were even more anxious.

If you can't catch the monk, if the East Window incident happens, you and the others will definitely be killed by the tyrannical king!

In fact, they did not know that the king was much more anxious than they were.

The palace is large, the palace is lined with civil and military ministers, and above it sits the king who is not angry and arrogant.

'His grandmother's, this king has not killed 10,000 monks, but he has become a Buddhist. Wouldn't it become a laughing stock if you say it? ’

The king looked at His Highness, the prime minister who patted his ass, and his heart was irritable.

At this moment, the soldiers guarding the door looked at the monk in a monk's robe coming slowly in front of them, and their hearts were very excited.

They were eager to immediately step forward and kowtow to the four monks.

Because of a thousand taels of silver, the hereditary marquis fell from the sky and smashed on their heads impartially!

Huh!!

The sword was unsheathed, and a soldier who seemed to be the leader said to the other three brothers guarding the door: "Brothers, the descendants of Fukuzawa are right in front of you!" Come forward with me and capture the demon monk!! ”

Huh! Huh! Huh!

Three consecutive sounds, the four of them were like wolves and tigers, and they walked fiercely towards the four Ou Yangming masters and apprentices.

"Monk, stop..... Stop! ”

The four of them looked at the monkey leading the horse, the pig carrying the nail rake, and the sand monk with a fierce face and a face as gray as the bottom of the pot, and they were a little afraid.

But the desire of the heart triumphs over fear.

Thinking of a thousand taels of silver, the hereditary marquis, is close at hand.

The four Ou Yangming in front of them turned into fierce tigers, and they all dared to pick up knives and cut them.

"Hahaha!! Sure enough, it was a monk, although only two of them looked like people, and the other two seemed to be animals. But it doesn't matter, as long as the head is shaved and the ring scar is burned. That's the monk, that's the credit! ”

The leader's heart is on fire, and he seems to want a.

He dragged his knife, and the light of greed in his eyes was vigorous, and he was determined to kill a man with a sword.

Under the scorching sun, the cold light suddenly rose, and a touch of knife light went straight to the monkey's neck.

If Ou Yangming didn't cultivate and was just an ordinary person, it is estimated that he would not be able to help but shout at this time.

"Martial arts master!!"

It's a pity that no matter how powerful a master is, it's just a mortal.

With the body of a mortal, trying to slaughter immortals is not as simple as wishful thinking.

When!!

The leading soldier, after slashing Wukong's neck, suddenly came with a big knife in his hand.

Click!

His arms were broken, and his sword flew out.

Flew into the air and shattered into pieces.

Behind him, the three soldiers with a sinister smile on their faces were stunned.

I thought it was a great achievement, but now it seems that they have a life to take it, but they have no life to spend it.

The three of them simply dropped the big knife in their hands and fell to their knees with a pop, without any idea of gold under the man's knees.

"Elder spare his life!!"

Hearing the begging of the brothers behind him, the leader's eyes widened, and a wave of anger hit his heart, and then he fainted.

What kind of subordinates are these? What kind of brothers are these deadly brothers?

Ou Yangming's master and apprentice smiled, ignored the soldiers who knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, and walked into the destruction of France with a big grin.

The citizens who were still talking on the street looked at the swaggering and the four monks who walked in, and they were stunned.

Then their eyes turned red and their breath became heavy.

There was silence for about three or four seconds, and then it erupted.

"Catch the monk!"

"A thousand taels of silver, hereditary marquis!"

"Passed down from generation to generation, blessed for future generations."

The streets quickly became chaotic and everyone went crazy.

Monstrous wealth and wealth are at your fingertips, how can you not be crazy?

The shouting and shouting soon attracted the patrolling soldiers.

The leading official looked at the monk who was surrounded in the middle, his eyes burning.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! This official was ordered to arrest the demon monk, and if there is any obstruction, kill! ”

It's a pity that at this time, no one will listen to a small patrol officer.

Cutting off people's wealth is like killing parents!

A flash of red flashed in the official's eyes, and he shouted at the soldiers behind him.

"Kill!!"

Huh! Huh!

The handle of the knife is unsheathed, and the blood is drunk!

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

The killing sound shook the sky, and some people regained their senses, knowing that if they were involved in this matter at this time, the end would be miserable.

So, they quietly withdrew from the fight.

And those poor people who have been rewarded and lost their minds are still unrelenting in their contents.

Unknowingly, the big knife behind him was already unsheathed, and he wanted to kill.

Poof!!

When the people on the periphery were stabbed by the soldiers, blood spurted out of their chests and scattered on their bodies and faces.

Everyone's hearts were instantly engulfed in fear.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! The villain will quit, quit! ”

"I don't want it either, I don't want it anymore. Please also ask the military master, don't kill me! ”

The official looked at the civilians begging for mercy with a suspicious look on their faces, and ignored them.

The soldiers did not hear the order of the superior, so naturally they did not dare to stop without authorization.

Where did you go when you were told not to get involved?

The sword soldiers are added, only to know that they are afraid?

Murder in the city, although it is a violation of the law.

But as long as the four monks were caught, the prime minister didn't dare to say anything.

His Majesty made a great wish, and there are only four left from 10,000 monks.

The king watched him personally send four monks, how could he account for him to kill people in the street?

The marquis is just around the corner!!

Thinking of this, the official's heart became even hotter, and he looked at the people begging for mercy, and his eyes became more vicious.

'Once the bones are dry, you will be the bones under the feet of this general!!' ’

Ou Yangming rode on the white dragon horse, looking at it coldly, indifferent.

If you want to be rich, then you must first fight for your life!!

I can't ask for mercy, naïve!!