In the battle of Green Shadow Peak, Mu Xinshu successfully stabbed the enemy Luo Ning, and he himself died nine times, Lin Muya and Monk Jingyi took the first step. Monk Jingyi and Lin Muya are also separated, except for knowing that Lin Muya and the little slave are safe now, Monk Jingyi does not know where their master and servant are now.

Knowing that Lin Muya and the little slave are safe and sound now, Mu Xinshu felt a lot more at ease, thinking that the two of them are either already on the way back to Chi Shangzhou, or they are still staying in Qinyin City, waiting for news from Mu Xinshu.

Jing Yi monk followed Mu Xinshu, where Mu Xin Shu went, Jing Yi monk's footprints went, and this bald monk did not follow Mu Xinshu silently, but would say it if he had an idea, chattering endlessly.

"The nature of the shepherd benefactor is not bad, and Yu Shuxinmen should also have deep feelings! Since the donor has killed the enemy with his own hands before, he should stop it in time!"

Mu Xinshu walked ahead, holding his hands behind his back, his face was very entangled, "Monk Jing Yi said that I have already killed an enemy, and now I should stop and go back to the Shuxin Gate?"

Jing Yi Monk smiled and nodded, the smile on his face was soft and kind, "As it should be!"

Mu Xinshu snorted coldly, turned around angrily, strode through the crowd, and the Jing Yi monk behind walked leisurely, very easily following the pace of Mu Xinshu, "Mu Ben, the Buddha has clouds, the sea of blood is boundless, turn back is the shore! Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground! The tree heart gate is the destination of the shepherd's benefactor, presumably this time the shepherd's master has achieved the fifth meridian period of cultivation, and after returning to the tree heart gate, he can also be reused! The future must be immeasurable!"

Mu Xinshu stopped, turned his head and glared at Jing Yi Monk, "I said that you are lacking in heart eyes? Don't you know that you followed me last time to kill Luo Ning, the chief elder of the Green Shadow Peak of the Tree Heart Gate? I have already made a big mistake, how can I still go back to the Tree Heart Gate? You don't follow me, go back to your Medicine King Temple, you little bald donkey is very annoying, do you know?"

Mu Xinshu shouted loudly, his tone was full of anger, and Jing Yisheng was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses. Laughing softly, Jing Yisheng said to Mu Xinshu without hurrying, "The donor is too worried, human nature is good, Qin Yutan, the head of the Shuxin Sect, is kind and generous, and treats people well, and will never severely punish the Mu Shi because of the crimes committed by the Mu Shi Master before!"

Mu Xinshu shook his head, plucked out his ears, and continued to walk forward, the crowd was noisy, coming and going, but Jing Yi monk was able to find the location of Mu Xinshu very well, like a shadow.

"Are you hungry, I'm going to eat now, will you eat?" Mu Xinshu stopped at the door of a restaurant, tilted his head, and looked at the monk Jingyi who was wearing a robe beside him.

Jing Yi monk stretched out his hand to the top of his head, and said with a kind face, "The little monk is not hungry! The little monk advises the donor, this place is dangerous, I hope the donor can leave as soon as possible!"

Mu Xinshu shrugged his shoulders amusedly, and said in a thick nasal voice, 0 "You monk can still tell fortunes? It's just a restaurant, what danger can there be, I said you, a little monk, can you not make noise in my ear?"

The smile on the face of the monk Jing Yi is still the same, and his attitude is good, "Amitabha! What the little monk said, every sentence is true, if the donor does not believe it, you can take three steps forward, and the fierce light suddenly appears!"

Mu Xinshu looked at the sworn monk Jing Yi in front of him with a look of surprise, the look on the monk's face was absolutely like this, which made Mu Xinshu feel very ridiculous in his heart, and without thinking about it, Mu Xinshu raised his feet and walked forward.

He wouldn't believe the words of Jing Yi Monk, this kind of thing, no one would believe it when he said it, just kidding, the disaster of blood and light? Mu Xinshu feels good now, his body is strong, and there is no time when it is better than now.

Just took a step, Mu Xinshu just stepped into the threshold of the restaurant with one foot, "Huh!" A strange sound flew past Mu Xinshu's ears, and then Mu Xinshu just looked up, and saw a black shadow in front of him falling from the sky, smashing in front of him, a pool of red blood swayed wantonly, like a net cover, directly split the head and cover the face and sprinkled on Mu Xinshu's face!

Mu Xinshu's whole body was stunned at once, his whole body stiffened, and he looked at the body that fell at his feet with a shocked expression.

This is a man who looks embarrassed, his whole body is drenched in blood, and his wounds are all over it, and his face is blurred with sticky blood, and he can't see his original appearance, let alone his age.

But Mu Xinshu can be sure that in a man who should not be very old, he was already seriously injured at this time, and he was indeed as Monk Jingyi said, before he took three steps, he had already encountered a bloody disaster!

Mu Xinshu was fine, but the man at his feet was already dying, and although the blood light was not his, it also fulfilled the words of Jing Yiseng.

Mu Xinshu turned around suddenly, and instead of investigating what happened, he reached out and grabbed the Jing Yi monk beside him, his eyes widened angrily, and his tone was stern, "What the hell is going on?"

Jing Yisheng blinked, folded his hands, and his body shook slightly, and he shook away Mu Xinshu's hand that grabbed his collar, and then squatted down for a long time, and said to Mu Xinshu, "What the little monk just said is very clear, as long as the donor enters this restaurant, there will be a bloody disaster!"

Mu Xinshu's chest rose and fell, and he watched Jing Yisheng stretch out his hand to probe the man on the ground, and then reached out to connect a few times on the man's body, picked up the man with his hand, took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a milky pill 2, and gave it to the man!

"The blood light is there, but it's not mine!" Mu Xinshu shook his head, it seemed that the man on the ground was still saved, "You can't be sure, but how do you know that someone will be injured here? Seeing that you are so skillful, you have obviously been prepared!"

Gently and gently put the seriously injured man on the ground, Jing Yi Monk raised his head and said lightly to Mu Xinshu, "Amitabha! The little monk has cultivated Buddhism since childhood, and he is born with an extraordinary perception of blood and disasters! The donor should not be strange, and he does not need to be suspicious! The little monk is not a god of the rivers and lakes, and he will not be deceived by the donor because of this! It's just that the little monk also expects that the donor can have good thoughts and be a virtuous person!"

Mu Xinshu shook his head impatiently, "Go aside! The first half is fine, but the old saying is directly mentioned later! My ears are calloused, just tell me, what the hell is going on, right? Who is this guy, do you know him?"

Jing Yi Monk stood up, folded his hands, and said to Mu Xinshu with a serious face, "Amitabha, saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, the little monk is not familiar with this seriously injured benefactor! But the little monk knows that this restaurant is full of murderous aura and bloody at the moment!"