"What's wrong with you?" Li Qingshan said in surprise. He saved the life of Monk Yideng from the hands of the Flying Locust King. At that time, Yideng was very grateful to him, but why did he become such a ghost now?

"It's all your fault! It's all your fault!" Monk Yideng grabbed Li Qingshan's wrist tightly.

"What did I do wrong?" Li Qingshan was even more puzzled.

"Why, why do you want to save me!" Monk Yideng stared at Li Qingshan, as if he was looking at his irreconcilable enemy, not his life-saving benefactor.

"Your head is broken!" Li Qingshan shook his hand away and looked at the demon-suppressing statue.

"If you don't save me, the Flying Locust King will not be able to escape, and there will not be so many people who will die..." Monk Yideng murmured to himself.

"Hey, don't shirk responsibility for me. It's because you were confused by the Flying Locust King. You must go to the ninth floor!" Li Qingshan turned around and pointed at his nose and said.

Monk Yideng shook all over his body, hitting his head on the ground, and thudding sounded, "Yes, it's all my fault, I deserve to die!"

After a while, my face was filled with blood, mixed with tears, miserable and pitiful.

Since the locust plague broke out, Monk Yideng has been under tremendous mental pressure and has lived in pain and regret every day. Although no one said it was his responsibility, the escape of the Flying Locust King clearly has nothing to do with him.

At first, he went everywhere to fight locust plague until a year ago...

Thousands of miles away from Tianlong Zen Temple, a strong wind roared in the earth city, screams one after another, and black insect clouds danced in the air, a flame soared into the sky, burning all the locusts in the sky, and then they curled back into an oil lamp.

The lights were extremely bright and burning uneasily. The monk Yideng frowned, his ugly face was full of fatigue, and his footsteps were extremely heavy. In order to extinguish the locust plague, he was almost sleepless and was supported by the elixir and spirit stones. However, even so, he could not stop the spread of the locust plague. He could only watch the city was swallowed by locusts.

The scorching sun was about to burn, and he pursed his dry lips and shouted loudly: "King of Flying Locusts, get out of here, a light is here!"

"Master Yideng, we're meeting again!" A man with yellow skin and strong figure turned out from the corner of the street, exuding a strong demonic aura on his body. He was a handsome man with a flying locust demon with a passionate smile on his face, as if he had seen an old friend, and handed over the things in his hand: "Do you eat?"

It was a piece of arms, and there was a string of rosary on his wrist. Monk Yideng recognized the string of rosary at a glance and said angrily: "Junior Brother Yide!"

"You know! This bald donkey is ungrateful, and he dares to come to me and make noise, thinking that he is Master Yideng."

"Come on your life, Buddha's light will be saved!"

Monk Yideng was furious and burst out with a dazzling platinum light. Half of the earthen city was swallowed by the light, and the sunlight was dim.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and a black circle appeared on the ground, and all the buildings in it were destroyed, and the flying locust demon coach stood on the edge of the circle: "Master Yideng, you are so fucking bright. I have something very bright here, I will give it to you!"

He threw out a head and rolled down at the feet of the monk Yideng. It was the head of "Junior Brother Yide". He died with his eyes open with his eyes open, his face full of pain and fear.

"Big Light Spear!" Monk Yideng rushed towards the flying locust demon coach in a rage, and platinum light shot out.

The Locust Demon Shifted back, calmly avoiding the lights, and laughing wildly and happily.

"Come on, kill me! Don't you hate Tianlong Zen Temple? I am a disciple of Tianlong Zen Temple. Let your deity come!" Monk Yideng roared hysterically.

"Why should I kill you? You are my great benefactor, and I can't thank you yet! Thanks to you, I can only eat so many delicious things." The flying locust demon coach flashed and said behind the monk Yideng.

The monk Yideng waved his arm back suddenly, and the oil lamp sprinkled a fire, and the flying locust demon man had already flown to the sky.

"Go down and fight to the death with me!" Monk Yideng roared into the sky.

"I know you want to die very much, so I will never kill you. I want to leave you as a testimony to witness how I eat billions of humans and eat your fellow brothers, hahahaha!"

In the burning city, Monk Yideng fell to the ground, hugging "Junior Brother Yide"'s head and cried bitterly.

Three days later, he returned to the Tianlong Zen Temple and invited him to the Demon Suppression Hall to be punished until today.

Li Qingshan felt a little embarrassed when he saw such a big man holding his head and crying, "As for this, you didn't mean it. Besides, I didn't mean it to save you at that time. I just couldn't stand this tone. If he hadn't let go on his own, you would have been pulled in half. He didn't expect him to escape. He really didn't expect it."

Outside the Demon Suppressing Palace, the Fearless Monk turned dark. He originally thanked Li Qingshan for saving Monk Yi Deng, but he didn't expect that he didn't want to save people at all, but instead made up his mind to kill people.

"How could you be so relaxed?" asked Monk Yideng.

"I did nothing wrong?" Li Qingshan shrugged.

"Do you know how many creatures in Qingzhou are suffering and dead?" Monk Yideng said excitedly.

"I didn't kill those people. I'm talking about ten thousand words. So what if I'm wrong? If I'm wrong, I'll be wrong!" Li Qingshan said.

Monk Yideng was silent for a while, "You are not a Buddhist disciple at all, you don't have any compassion and don't know anything!"

"Fart!" Li Qingshan suddenly became angry. What he hated the most was that others said to him self-righteously, "You don't know anything." Even a demon king like the Great Banyan Tree King who knew everything had never said such words to him.

He grabbed the monk Yideng's clothes and pulled him in front of him. A magic light appeared in his eyes: "You are really a waste!"

Anger flashed in the eyes of the monk Yideng. As the most hopeful genius disciple of Tianlong Zen Temple who had the best chance of experiencing three heavenly tribulations, no one has ever added these two words to his head.

"You are indeed wrong! But do you know where you are wrong? You are too weak!"

"I'm too weak?" Monk Yideng was stunned. No one had ever said that to him.

"If you are not so weak, you will not be fooled by the Flying Locust King to the ninth level, and you will be able to find the Flying Locust King to kill it!"

Li Qingshan is very good at finding simple answers to complex questions. Although this answer may not be correct, it must be very practical.

Monk Yideng was stunned.

"Do you know why he, a demon, can put the statue here?" Li Qingshan grabbed Yideng's head and loved his face on the demon-suppressing statue.

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot!" Monk Yideng said in an almost instinctive way. After a year of sitting, he also had an understanding of the "Catalogue of Demons".

"Is it because he is strong enough! What is 'put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground' or you have to be strong enough? How can you put a butcher's knife in the waste beside him? Don't hate the flying locust king. If you want to hate, hate yourself too weak!"
Chapter completed!