Seeing Ah Zi reluctantly leaving, Tan Xiaotian was anxious, did he want to let her go today?

Who knew that after Ah Zi left, he refused to leave, no matter how hard those Khitan soldiers begged.

"Let the archers prepare, I don't believe this guy is not even afraid of bows and arrows!" Just when Tan Xiaotian was strange, he only listened to Ah Zi's cold command.

"Not good!" Tan Xiaotian thought in his heart, his current kung fu couldn't deal with bows and arrows, and he couldn't even release his true qi.

Who knew that Ah Zi didn't end here, but then sneered: "Is the hay and firewood I asked you to prepare just now, what are you waiting for, burn these traitors!"

Tan Xiaotian only felt that the situation was getting worse and worse, but he was not a fool, he would believe whatever Ah Zi said, but it didn't feel good when he was suspicious.

"It seems that I can't help this vicious slut today!" Tan Xiaotian secretly hated in his heart.

He thought about it, turned around and went back to look at the old abbot and them, the fight just now also affected them, and it was also miserable at this time.

Tan Xiaotian looked at the old abbot's blood-stained beard and monk's robe, and felt ashamed in his heart.

He stepped forward and arched his hand: "In Xia Tan Xiaotian, just because of the enmity with that demon girl, later, for some reason fled to your land, I never wanted to implicate you so far, I feel very guilty!"

When everyone behind the old abbot heard this, they were already scolding in a hurry:

"It's because of you, thief—"

"You've done us a lot of pain. ”

"It's all because of you that our Minzhong Temple suffered this catastrophe. ”、

"You are a sinner!"

The old abbot was seriously injured on the ninja's body, and raised his hand to stop the abuse of several people behind him.

He opened his mouth and said: "This, it's a catastrophe, we live in the sixteen states of Yanyun, and we have been bullied by the Khitans all year round, I expected such a day, but I didn't expect it to come so suddenly!"

Tan Xiaotian felt more and more ashamed, unable to look directly at the old abbot, so he could only clench his fists to express his guilt.

As we were talking, a puff of smoke suddenly entered the room. "It's not good, those Khitan dogs really burned down the temple!" everyone exclaimed.

Tan Xiaotian gritted his teeth: "Abbot, this matter is all up to me, I went to fight for this life, come-"

Tan Xiaotian was halfway through his words, and he couldn't go on.

At this moment, it doesn't have to be just now.

Just now, Tan Xiaotian suddenly jumped out, and the enemy was not prepared in the slightest, so he killed them by surprise.

But now, archers have been planted outside, and those soldiers must also be ready to form a military formation, Tan Xiaotian going out at this time is tantamount to sending him to death, and it will not be of great help to everyone.

The fire is getting more and more intense, and the situation is becoming more urgent.

Tan Xiaotian was anxious like an ant on a frying pan at this time, but he was helpless!

The abbot sighed: "Tribulation, everything is calamity!"

He looked at the Buddha statue behind him and said, "Go and run for your lives!

As he spoke, he closed his eyes and began to recite the sutras, slowly but firmly.

Everyone shouted "Abbot"!

The old abbot was indifferent, and made it clear that he wanted to live and die with the Minzhong Temple!

Everyone is helpless, some are willing to stay and go to Huangquan together, and some want to go out and fight, even if they can't escape, they can't cheapen these Khitan dogs!

Tan Xiaotian took a deep look at the abbot and the Buddha statue.

The old abbot removed the mottled blood stains on his body, and his expression was still so calm.

The Buddha statue was still smiling, looking at the crowd peacefully.

Tan Xiaotian shook the spear in his hand and didn't say a word, but his heart was so complicated! "This is not a game. They're like this because of me!"

Tan Xiaotian picked up the spear and followed closely behind the people who were about to go out, hoping to help them for a while!

The leader was a young monk, but Tan Xiaotian didn't know his Dharma name, he held a futon in one hand and a little monk in the other, leading everyone and rushing out in the fire.

"You can't let one go, let go of the arrows!" An order came from outside.

I saw a rain of arrows coming, and it continued.

"Ahh

The screams represent the passage of life, and Tan Xiaotian can't do anything even if he wants to help.

He really hated himself at this time, and felt that he was simply a troublemaker, killing so many people at once!

Suddenly there was a "poof".

I saw a cold arrow shot at the young monk who was the leader, he danced a futon in one hand to block the arrow, and led the little monk in the other, at this time in the face of the enemy's premeditated cold arrow was powerless.

Tan Xiaotian took the spear a little and clicked the cold arrow, but he was caught off guard, and he and the young monk were hit by an arrow at the same time.

The young monk was shot through his right thigh, and it was difficult for him to rush out again, and Tan Xiaotian was shot through his left arm, and he was no longer able to hold the gun in both hands.

"Let's go!" The monk suddenly handed the little monk to Tan Xiaotian and pushed them, while he rushed towards the Khitan soldiers.

"Ahh

Hearing only a scream, the monk had already pierced his heart with several arrows, and died on the spot!

Tan Xiaotian and the little monk were blocked by him, but fortunately they were fine!

It's just that the other monks didn't have such a method, and they all suffered calamity!

"What should I do, what should I do, do I still have to die here tragically!"

At this time, Tan Xiaotian was desperate, and he was already in despair, thinking about nothing anymore, thinking about nothing anymore!

Suddenly, I found that the Yi Jin Sutra in my body was running automatically, and the surrounding scene slowly slowed down!

Ah Zi seemed to be shouting, "Spare him a dog!"

Tan Xiaotian suddenly remembered a scene he had seen in the 97th version of Tianlong Babu before. (Huang Rihua's version)

With all his strength, he held a gun in his right hand, aimed at Ah Zi in the light of the fire, and threw a shot at her.

After throwing, regardless of whether he hit the target or not, he dragged the little monk with his right hand and put it on his back and ran.

He only listened to the Khitan people shouting nonsense, and he and the little monk took advantage of the chaos to escape!

The night had already darkened unconsciously, Tan Xiaotian didn't know the way, and there were no horses at this time, so he could only do his old job aimlessly - flee to the deep mountains and forests!

In the end, when he saw that the enemy was not chasing, he was relieved and fainted.

And so the night passed!

Who knows how much darkness and how much blood there is in the night?

No one knows how many people will never see tomorrow forever!

The next day, Tan Xiaotian woke up in the sun. "Little monk, little monk!" he sat up suddenly!

Last night I had a nightmare, dreaming that he and the little monk were caught by those Khitans and tortured desperately!

At this time, when he woke up, he found that it was a dream, and he breathed a sigh of relief, but he was already shocked into a cold sweat!

He used his hands carefully, no one! Huh! What about the little monk?

Tan Xiaotian was shocked again at this time, and hurriedly stood up. "Wasn't last night a nightmare?"

He suddenly looked back and saw the little monk looking at him with a big stone, his face full of hesitation.

Seeing that he suddenly woke up, he looked over again, and was startled, and the stone suddenly hit his foot, and he screamed in pain!

"Ahh

Tan Xiaotian felt a thrill in his heart, and quickly reacted, this little monk wanted to "kill him" just now!

Just looking at the little monk's tears in pain, thinking that he was ruined by his family, Tan Xiaotian sighed, but still didn't say anything after all.

He picked up the little monk's feet with one hand, slowly rubbed them with the other, and slowly lost some of his true qi.

The little monk seemed to feel better, but he didn't feel right, so he hurriedly withdrew his feet, and stared at him stunned with two black eyes.

Tan Xiaotian also looked at the little monk.

The two looked at each other, but they didn't say a word.

In the end, it was the little monk's stomach that screamed, breaking the strange peace.

Tan Xiaotian frowned and said, "If you're hungry, I'll get you something to eat." ”

As if he had been set on fire, the little monk immediately spoke: "Who wants your food? I'm not rare! I don't want it!"