"Underground."

Su Yang didn't know when he had fallen to the ground, he spoke lightly, and at the moment he spoke, he raised his right foot and stepped heavily on the ground.

The power of the immortal spirits spread out from Su Yang's feet like a spider's web.

In the distance, the ground suddenly exploded, and the earth poured in.

The bowl Arhat was directly blown out and fell to the ground, spurting out a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

"Treacherous!"

Jia Ming was a little annoyed, looked at the arhat holding the bowl, sneered twice, and walked slowly.

And this time he learned to be smart directly, and as soon as he got closer, he banned the Buddha power in his body.

"Don't... Don't hit me! ”

"This time I really admit it, let's have something to say!"

"But there will always be a need for people."

"Say what you need, I can't do it, you can beat me again, or kill me, it's too late."

The arhat looked at Jia Ming and said very quickly.

"If it had been a minute ago, I would have been happy if you had been chatting like this."

"But now, I've decided to communicate with you in a different way."

A cold glint flashed in Jia Ming's narrowed eyes.

The arhat raised the bowl and his body trembled inexplicably, swallowed his saliva, and before he could speak, one foot stepped on his mouth.

"Trick me!"

"Play me like an idiot!"

Jia Ming opened his mouth lightly, collected his feet, and kicked again.

Fu Hu also walked over slowly, with a little embarrassment on his face: "It stands to reason that you just gave me ten incense pills, I shouldn't have done this to you..."

"But..."

"The poor monk kicked a few feet a little and took a form."

He sighed, shook his head, and with a look of compassion on his face, raised his big foot of No. 45, and kicked it hard at the temple of the Arhat who raised the bowl.

With just one kick, the pupils of the bowl-raising Arhat were a little dilated, and his eyes were dull.

"Rub, you tap, don't just kick it to death."

Jia Ming cursed and muttered.

Fu Hu was still the same color of compassion, sighed again, and made up for it.

Within a few minutes, the arhat looked already in disarray, and his robe was stained with blood, and he looked dying.

"Sin, sin."

Fu Hu took a step back, folded his hands, whispered softly, and muttered Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, as if he was confessing something.

Jia Ming rolled up his sleeves, squatted on the ground, pulled up the neck of the arhat who raised the bowl, and observed carefully.

"Ugh..."

"Stop!"

"We're here to do public welfare, not to fight!"

"What are you all doing!"

Zhao Gongdao's voice sounded just right, his face was weak, and he trotted all the way over, full of apologies.

One is born, and the second is ripe.

After cooperating once, the tacit understanding between them is already full.

Jia Ming, Fu Hu's eyes flickered slightly, and he said in a panic: "We just..."

"Just what!"

"Stand down!"

Zhao Gongdao blushed and scolded angrily.

The two of them shut up decisively and took two steps back, but still looked at the bowl-raising Arhat with a cold gaze.

Even if the Arhat was facing away from them, he could still feel a chill.

"Is the injury serious?"

Zhao Gongdao squatted down and looked at the unrecognizable Arhat with a look of concern.

For some reason, the moment he saw Zhao Gongdao, the arhat who raised the bowl inexplicably had the illusion of meeting people of the same kind.

Instead of fearing, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He doesn't know Zhao Gongdao, but he understands himself!

When you meet someone like yourself, as long as you are obedient, at least you won't be beaten again.

"Not serious, not serious."

"Speaking of which, I would like to thank your two subordinates, the little monk's body has been stagnant recently, and with their warm and friendly help, the little monk's breath is much smoother."

"How can you blame such a great favor?"

The arhat shook his head decisively and said seriously.

Listening to the words of the Arhat, Zhao Gongdao couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and was a little disrupted by it.

This is a fierce rival!

Thinking of this, Zhao Gongdao narrowed his eyes slightly, and his smile became brighter: "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, otherwise I'll blame myself." ”

"Don't blame yourself."

"This is a great honor for the little monk!"

"I can't ask for it!"

The bowl Arhat shook his head again and smiled flatteringly.

"In that case, let me introduce myself first."

Zhao Gongdao nodded with satisfaction, cleared his throat, and prepared to speak.

But before his words could be spoken, the arhat staggered to sit up, wiped his bloodstained hands with his monk's robe, and clasped Zhao Gongdao's hand tightly, with a sincere face: "I am willing to join your organization!" ”

“？？？”

Zhao Gongdao was completely at a loss, and he didn't understand what the situation was with the operation of the Arhat!

It's so abrupt!

And that shameless look is carved out of the same mold as himself.

is so sensible and obedient, it seems that the previous beating is a bit redundant.

"Do you know what kind of organization we are?"

Zhao Gongdao couldn't help but ask.

The arhat shook his head, and his smile was even brighter: "I don't know, but for some reason, since I met you, I have a sense of respect from the bottom of my heart, and I can't wait to worship you as a teacher immediately, or as a slave and a maid, and saddle your horse and horse!" ”

"And just after we met, your two subordinates helped me clear my blood and blood, such a good deed, the organization behind this must be extremely righteous."

"So..."

"Even if you don't ask, I want to be cheeky and take the initiative to ask..."

"Am I qualified to join?"

The words of the Arhat were so emotional that even Zhao Gongdao didn't know how to respond.

It's so sincere!

Every sentence is heartfelt and touching!

"Enough!"

"Of course it's enough!"

Zhao Gongdao seemed to be really moved by the bowl Arhat, his eyes were a little rosy, and he held the hand of the bowl Arhat, as if he was his life confidant, and shook it vigorously: "From now on, you will be a member of our organization!" ”

"Really?"

The bowl arhat's face was full of surprise, and even his body trembled slightly due to excitement: "This is really good news!" ”

"I have only one small request to join our organization."

Speaking of this, the Arhat seemed to be a little embarrassed, and his voice became a little quieter.

Always watching him perform, Fu Hu, who was unhappy, snorted coldly and took a step forward.

But he was waved by Zhao Gongdao, and then he retreated.

"But it doesn't hurt to say it!"

Zhao Gongdao smiled and nodded.

The Arhat raised the bowl and said cautiously, "Can you give me a poison?" ”

"I..."

"I thought about it carefully, although I am sincerely loyal to our organization, others are easy to misunderstand, so I just want to give me a chronic poison, I will take the antidote regularly, and shine for our organization!"