In the face of Poppy's irony, Xuan Ji didn't get angry. He didn't even lift his eyelids. It seemed that his heart was completely stopped.

Bai Yue didn't hold it back, and called out in a low voice, "Brother Wei..."

Wei is Xuanji's lay name. He always assumed that Baiyue called him this way in the past, but this time he took two steps back and said indifferently: "The poor monk's name is Xuanji, please don't call me wrong."

Bai Yue's heart was desolate, she couldn't help taking a step forward and asked: "Are you still blaming me? Haitang's death..."

"Yesterday, for example, I died yesterday." This was Xuanji's answer. Then he flew onto the ring, facing Qinghuan with his hands folded, "Little benefactor, please raise your hands high and spare the lives of these innocent people."

"Can you beat me?" Qing Huan asked, "I'll talk if I win."

"What's the point of winning or losing? If the little benefactor wants to kill me, just do it." If his life can be exchanged for other people's vitality, Xuan Ji is willing.

Unexpectedly, Poppy sneered after hearing this: "What a compassionate monk, why, are you trying to act as if your ancestors cut meat to feed eagles? Didn't you have never killed people, pretending to be merciful?" It seems to be irritating. Not enough, his tone became more and more gloomy. "That day you crushed Haitang's heart with a palm, but you have never seen you so kind! Your flower-like old friend is a human, but Haitang is not a human? She is still your benefactor! Like you, a person who retaliates for grace, But here are empty talks about saving all sentient beings, I bah!"

After hearing this series of scolding, Qing Huan laughed. Poppy's temperament is quite good, but his mouth is a little bit damaged. Ren Xuanji and Baiyue clearly have no affair, but when it comes to his mouth, he is not bad at three inches. When Zhi Se said, it all changed the taste.

Baiyue's face was flushed with shame and annoyance when she heard it, and she stabbed at the poppy with her sword: "You **** evildoer!"

Unexpectedly, before he could take the stage, he was blocked by Xuan Ji's wide robe sleeves. Baiyue couldn't help that strength, and the whole person couldn't help falling backwards, stepping back a few steps, but fortunately, he could stand firmly with the support of his mentor and sisters. After standing still, she was pale, her eyes looking at Xuan Ji were shocked and sad. Obviously she is still her brother Wei, but why does it feel like she is no longer her brother Wei again? Baiyue's lips trembled slightly, and her whole person was hit hard.

Poppy was also surprised that Xuan Ji would stop Bai Yue, and was about to hurt him a few more words, but Xuan Ji said: "If you talk about martial arts, the small benefactor is better, and the poor monk can't match it."

Everyone was shocked when he said this! If you talk about who is the best in martial arts in the world today, then there is no doubt that it is Master Xuanji, but now even Master Xuanji is willing to bow down to this little girl, then who can control her?

Xuan Ji is a man of high spirits and will admit that the loss is also in Qing Huan's expectation. She suddenly laughed: "I heard that you have been a monk since you were a child. You have a copper skin and iron bones. You are not invaded by poisons, and you have Buddha's light. You are the Buddha's favorite. Why don't you go with me and I will let these people go. Are you okay? The Buddha said, if you don’t go to hell, who goes to hell? Sacrificing you, saving so many people, is it worthwhile?"

At this time, Master Xuankong said: "Junior brother! This girl is a member of the demon sect, not my race, don't believe her words!"

Hearing the four characters in the Demon Cult, Xuan Ji's eyes were full of guilt, and she nodded immediately: "The poor monk is with the little benefactor."

"Junior brother! Never--ah!!!"

Master Xuankong didn't finish saying a word, the whole person fell from the seat, and his mouth and nose were bleeding, and his bones were still trembling slightly.

Qing Huan hasn’t been a bad person for a long time. She took two steps forward and let out a silver bell-like laugh: “Old monk, I’m talking to Xuan Ji, what do you do? Or you want to leave Xuan Ji, but Want everyone here to bury him?"

She was so fast that she couldn't describe it in words, because there were countless heroes and heroes, and no one could see through her movements and how she injured Xuan Kong.

Master Xuankong is also a powerful figure who can rank in the top of the world, but under this little girl, there is no power to parry. There is no doubt that everyone, if she wants to, they might really have to explain here today. ! So if there is a chance to survive...Even if it is at the expense of Master Xuanji, they will not say anything.

"Okay, let's go."

go? Poppy thought Qinghuan was stupid. "You don't want the seat of the leader of the martial arts?"

"You, look very clever, but they do some silly things. Where do these people want to choose the leader of the martial arts, but they want to wipe out the glimpse of Tianjiao. The master father is not as stupid as you, he will not come. "Who knew that Poppy would be so impulsive, and wanted to vent her anger to Haitang, but also wanted to do meritorious service, and walked into the trap with her eyes open. "You help me take him away."

For some reason, Poppy didn't dare to say anything in front of Qing Huan. He glanced at Qing Huan aggrievedly, and then snorted coldly at Xuan Ji, "Don't keep up?"

Because Qing Huan was there, no one dared to stop him. He could only see an elegant soft sedan who did not know where it came from. It floated to the stage, and the poppy went up, but bound Xuan Ji with a rope, so that he could only follow on foot , And disappeared after a while.

"My name is Zanhua. From today onwards, I am the left guardian of Gutianjiao. If you have any dissatisfaction, just come to Gutianshan. I am waiting for you there."

After speaking, she looked back at the nuns of the Nanhai School. "As long as you don't touch the fish for fifteen days, the gu worm can be cured without medicine, otherwise..."

She didn't say the last half sentence, and her figure disappeared from the ring in the next second, only a string of clear bells echoed. As it appears, what disappears is equally mysterious. There was no one on the ring, as if the previous scene had never appeared before.

What is the origin of this little evil star! The Demon Cult has her, so it's not easy to get rid of it!

No matter how the righteous people struggle and struggle, Qing Huan doesn't care. The only thing she cares about is Xuan Ji. When she was in Miaojiang before, she had cultivated a lot of Gu worms, but she had never used it. Since Xuanji suffered voluntarily, she would feel sorry for herself if she didn't let him suffer.

Returning to Kuatianjiao, the first thing Qinghuan did was to meet the master father.

The master father is very good-looking, otherwise he would not fall in love with the mother who was the saint of Miao Jiang at first sight. Although he has practiced evil skills for so many years, and there is a faint blackness between his eyebrows, he is still a man of magnificence, and he is still a good-looking man.

But he seemed cold and accustomed. He learned from Poppy's words along the way that the teacher's father is Wannian Bingshan's face, his expressionless face is natural, and the methods are vicious, so the teachers are very afraid of him. Even Poppy, who was raised by him since childhood, did not dare to pant in front of the master father.

Qinghuan is not so. As soon as she met, she threw her arms around the neck of the teacher's father, tilted her head and smiled and asked, "Are you my father?"

The master father estimated that no one has dared to treat him like this for many years, so he was lost for a while. He looked intently, and the little man holding him was born with a lovely face, and his eyebrows were extremely young. wife. At the moment, my heart softened and my voice lowered, for fear of scaring this daughter who hadn't seen him for many years: "Standing well, no one is personal, how decent is it to be seen by others?"

Qinghuan stuck out her tongue, still acting coquettishly: "Before in Miao Village, the witches liked to take care of me, why do you like to take care of me? If that's the case, then I'm leaving and not coming." To go.

The master father grabbed her. The father and daughter's natural blood was thicker than water. How could he not like this daughter who was left in Miaojiang by him at birth. "Stop." I feel like speaking like this a bit stiff, not gentle enough, and I don't know that Jiao Didi's little girl can stand it.

"Master father, where do I live?"

Being so polished by her daughter, the little man is so sweet, soft and sweet. It is really likable. Even the ruthless leader can’t help but feel soft in his heart. He touched Huan’s head and said, “Daddy’s early death. I have prepared a place for you, you will love it."

After arriving at the place where he lived, Qing Huan realized that the teacher's father's words were really not casual. The valley is warm like spring, with countless exotic flowers and grasses, a small bamboo building facing the water, there is still mist in the early morning, really like a fairyland on earth.

It seems that the leader of the father is not completely ignored her, at least he is very clear about her likes. It is estimated that in the past ten years, although he has not been to see her, he has not broken contact with Miao Jiang. Otherwise, how could even the style of Zhulou be just right for her appetite?

Qinghuan likes others to treat her well, she is very happy, turned around and threw herself into the arms of the leader, coquettishly thanking her.

The leader has been alone for many years. Since the death of his wife, no one can get close to him. Now he is entangled by a baby. Although he reprimanded her for not standing or sitting or sitting, his heart is still very beautiful.

Awan, look, our daughters are all this old. I have not been by her side to take care of these years, but you can rest assured that from now on, I will fight for my life and let our daughter live a happy life.

The leader of the supper also ate with Qinghuan. Unexpectedly, the leader’s cooking skills were good, and the food was so delicious that Qinghuan almost swallowed his tongue. She likes others to treat her well, and she prefers to treat her with good craftsmanship. Who tells her that she does not value power or fame and wealth, but only emphasizes appetite? Now I am very close to the leader. I am afraid that the leader did not expect to win her daughter's heart with just one meal.

After dinner, Qing Huan took the leader to see Xuan Ji. Xuan Ji was chained under a towering tree in front of the bamboo building. With all four limbs trapped, he still meditated cross-legged. He was extremely religious, as if he would not be happy because of external conditions no matter where he is. Or lost, and will not feel fear or relax because of who the enemy is.

One flower, one world, one leaf and one bodhi, everything is in the heart, not in the eyes.