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Chapter 140 Sadistic Literary Girl Cannon Fodder She Collapsed (35)

"Kill the witch, punish the evil spirits, and seize the treasure!"

The greed of human nature cannot stand the test at all!There is the first person who draws the sword, there will be the second and the third!

Liu Meier laughed like crazy, and her face, which had been made beautiful by the drug, also distorted, and that state of madness was even more penetrating than before.

"Su Qinghuan, so what if you're stronger than me? You're still going to die!"

She looked at the white-clothed monk who stood in front of Su Qinghuan with disgust. If she liked Zhan Chen so much before, now this love has doubled and turned into a paranoia that will be destroyed if she can't get it!

"Master Zhanchen! Look, do you still want to protect her now?"

If you choose to stand with Su Qinghuan, you are against the whole world!
The monk in white glanced at Liu Meier coldly, and directly confronted everyone with a jade flute, making the most silent and direct expression!
——He once promised to protect Su Qinghuan for the rest of his life, and this promise will never change!
Seeing the desperate fighting style of the monk in white, Liu Meier's face turned pale. He would rather die for Su Qinghuan than give up protecting this woman!
She swept across the battle situation in hatred, and could only curse maliciously that the actions of the people in Fanyin Temple to protect Su Qinghuan were moths flying into the flame, bringing their own destruction!

……

Fanyin Temple is indeed a famous temple in Jianghu, but it can't stand so many martial arts forces fighting each other with swords!
It is said that the Buddha crosses the world, but now that the mud bodhisattva crosses the river and cannot protect himself, not all monks have the awareness of self-sacrifice and are willing to die for others!
Sure enough, those monks resisted for a while at first, but looking at the dense crowd, finally a few Buddhist disciples hesitantly threw away their exorcism sticks and chose to retreat silently.

Only a small number of warrior monks who are not afraid of death stand in front of them, and they are fierce with sticks and sticks, so that everyone dare not go forward.

……

For a while, the situation became a little rigid.

The martial arts figures who took the lead in drawing their swords actually didn't want to shed blood, some of them shouted.

"Master Liaochen, we respect you as a highly respected senior in Jianghu, are you sure you want to protect this witch?"

"That's right! Master Liaochen, aren't you afraid of being ridiculed by the world?"

Master Liaochen swept across the retreating Buddhist disciples, and looked at Su Qinghuan's resolute face. He couldn't help clasping his hands together, made a Buddha name, and sighed.

"Benefactor Qing Huan, today's situation has no solution. It's not that the temple doesn't want to help you, but it can't help you."

He is the abbot of Fanyin Temple, and he cannot risk the future of the entire temple for an outsider.

If there is destined to be a big battle today, then sacrificing Su Qinghuan alone is better than letting the entire Fanyin Temple bleed for thousands of miles.

Su Qinghuan can understand very well that most people in Fanyin Temple did not choose to stand up. Faced with the temptation of the treasure, it is already a kind of silent nobility that they did not become the accomplices of the perpetrator at this time.

She nodded in relief, and looked gratefully at the monks who had resisted for her one by one.

"Masters of Fanyin Temple, you don't need to protect me anymore, today's kindness is enough, I, Su Qinghuan, will remember it in my heart!"

Those monks looked at the girl's considerate cheeks, and felt a little ashamed for some reason.

They have cultivated the way of Buddhism since they were young, but in the end they gave up on upholding justice and became cowards who gave up halfway. Some of them dare not look the girl directly in the eyes.

When those greedy martial arts people heard this conversation, their faces were overjoyed, and some even shouted!

"Fanyin Temple just give up protecting the demon girl! He who knows the current affairs is a hero! Hurry up and hand over the demon girl!"

A few monks were also bloody. They gritted their teeth and almost wanted to throw out sticks.

"You guys, don't bully people too much—"

Just when the atmosphere was tense, there was a person who resolutely stopped those monks and signaled them not to act rashly!
The monk in white opened his thin lips lightly, and his voice was resounding.

"All the disciples of my Fanyin Temple are not allowed to participate in this battle!"

"Eldest brother... Aren't you the most protective little benefactor of Qinghuan?"

The monks were startled, not knowing what Zhan Chen wanted to do.

……

The monk in white walked towards Su Qinghuan step by step.

The distance between the two is very close, but this step seems to be stepping on the apex of everyone's heart, very depressing.

Su Qinghuan faintly guessed what Zhan Chen was going to do, she shook her head repeatedly, her starry eyes flashed with unbearable.

"Zhan Chen, you go back..."

You don't have to be an enemy of the world for me...

not worth it.

There was enthusiasm in the girl's eyes.

She murmured with her thin lips, and suddenly thought of the signed paper and verdict in Fanyin Temple, and her heart ached like twists and turns.

Seeing the girl's tearful eyes, the monk in white just smiled faintly, stretched out his slender hand silently, and held Su Qinghuan.

"Benefactor Qing Huan, don't need to say too much, I will accompany you."

No matter what happens, I am here.

……

"A monk, but flirting with a woman in public! What kind of talk is that!"

"Master Zhanchen was bewitched by the witch!"

"Kill the witch! Kill the demons!"

There were many voices of discussion from people in the martial arts, and every sentence was heartbreaking.

The old monk with gray eyebrows couldn't hold back his face, he glanced at Zhan Chen sternly, and shouted loudly!
"Zhan Chen, come back!"

He is a big disciple with excellent bones and an excellent mind. He can be regarded as the future of Buddhism for a hundred years. After all, Master Liaochen is reluctant to let a monk in white be buried with a woman.

But at this time, the young monk in white bowed deeply to Master Chen, countless emotions rolled in those pitch-black phoenix eyes, but he didn't have any regrets.

"The disciple is guilty, but even if the whole world is against Su Qinghuan today, the disciple will fight!"

In order not to implicate Fanyin Temple, Zhan Chen pursed his lips tightly, and he directly untied the string of small-leaf red sandalwood beads in his hand, solemnly placed them on the ground, and knelt down!
"Let me call Master again, your kindness of nurturing will be repaid in the next life!"

This string of small-leaf red sandalwood beads is actually a treasure enshrined in Fanyin Temple in the past dynasties, and only the next abbot can wear it!
"you--"

"You're ruining your future for a woman, you're so stupid!"

Master Liaochen saw that his beloved disciple was so absurd, he almost vomited with anger.

……

As Su Qinghuan said, she stretched out her hand to push the monk in white beside her.

"Zhan Chen, you go back."

He has done his best for her sake. Zhan Chen has suffered internal injuries, and fighting the leader of the Demon Cult consumes too much energy!
"No!"

There was a strong wind, and the white-clothed monk swept past those martial arts figures proudly, and suddenly he played his jade flute.

"Today, I, Zhan Chen, turned out of the Fanyin Temple. Even if the flag is erected as a demon, and tens of thousands of people stop me, I will never regret it!"

……

Liu Meier fell to the ground jealously and unwillingly, she looked at Zhan Chen, and couldn't help but glance at Yun Miao and Ling Ziche who were already crazy in front of her, her foot bones broken by them were still hurting.

Those affectionate promises in the past seemed to have become a joke, and compared with the actions of the monk in white, it was extremely ironic.

Liu Meier suddenly burst into tears.

——She is also a woman, how can Su Qinghuan have such good luck?
Being silently loved and protected by a man? !
Why!
Injustice!

(End of this chapter)