With a cry of pain, the man held the other wrist tightly with one hand, and a chopstick was stuck in the palm of his hand, and blood flowed down.

The pain caused the flesh on his face to tremble and his teeth to tremble. A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he endured the pain and pulled out the chopsticks. Blood spurted out immediately. Gritting his teeth, he pointed at the house and said, "

I will kill you."

At this time, all his men gathered around with knives, and the people around them saw that something was not going well and stepped aside. The purple-shirted swordsmen didn't care at all. Looking at the menacing people, they chuckled and shook their heads, lowering their heads.

He ate the food on the table by himself.

Regardless of the injury on his hand, the hook-nosed guy took the big knife handed over by his subordinates and struck Fang Fangyi on the head with one blow.

Mr. Duan had long disliked this guy. If Zuo Swordsman hadn't stopped him, he would have taken action. He reached out and picked up the short ax on the table to hold the man's sword.

Holding the guy's sword, Mr. Duan cursed: "Grandson, grandpa has wanted to teach you a lesson for a long time." After saying that, he fought with the man.

The guy saw that Mr. Duan had easily caught his sword and immediately regretted it. He knew that he had offended the wrong person this time.

However, in front of everyone, he was unwilling to lose face and greeted his men: "Why are you so stunned? Come on, I'll do it."

This group of people were also fierce, and they rushed forward with their swords in hand. Meng Jiao drank a glass of wine in his hand, and threw out the nine-section whip in his hand. This move was tricky and cruel, and he just rushed forward.

An unlucky guy who came up was whipped on the head before he could figure out what was going on.

The whip did not stop there, it swept across the man's head. Meng Jiao's wrist flicked, and the whip was thrown towards the face of another person next to him.

After being whipped by Meng Jiao, the guy's eyes darkened and he fell down. The group of people who had been so aggressive just now suddenly lost their momentum and hesitated whether to charge forward.

Seeing that these people were frightened out of their wits, Meng Long thrust his mace on the ground and shouted in a deep voice: "Get out." The sound frightened those people back again and again.

The leader over there was also forced to lose control by Mr. Duan, and almost died under the ax several times. Although the man was upset that he should not provoke these people, he was already riding a tiger and was unable to get off.

After much thought, the desire for survival finally prevailed, and he dodged Mr. Duan's axe, pushed back, and prepared to beg for mercy, but the ax in Mr. Duan's hand forced him forward without mercy.

"Amitabha, the benefactor must be spared and spared." It was the old monk who spoke.

Seeing what the old monk did, the young monk couldn't help but frown, wondering why the old monk would help these people in turn.

Without any movement, the monk waved his hand and defused Mr. Duan's killing move. Mr. Duan was suddenly stopped, how could Mr. Duan give up willingly.

He swung his ax and was about to attack. Zuo Swordsman saw the difference between Lao Er and the monk, and he would definitely suffer a loss if he attacked. He stood up in a hurry and said: "Lao Er, stop it."

Fang Fangyi didn't understand why the monk intervened at this moment, but he didn't want to get into trouble, so he stood up and said to the waiter with a smile: "Brother, please send the food back to our room, and the broken items will be charged to my account.

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The waiter glanced at Fang Fangyi gratefully and said, "Okay."

The people who were still preparing to watch the excitement found that there was no excitement and sat back in their seats with disappointed expressions. The monk saved the man's life, and the man said gratefully: "Thank you, Master, for saving me. I, Tong Hu, am very grateful."

All."

The old monk smiled and said: "The donor is serious. Buddhism is compassionate. Since we have the same purpose, we must be destined. How can I not save him even if I die?"

Tong Hu didn't get the advantage and felt uncomfortable sitting down. He said bitterly to his brothers: "Let's go upstairs."

Yi Qian's subordinates had just been afraid of the enemy and ignored the boss's comfort. Now they felt embarrassed and guilty, and followed behind the boss with their heads hanging down.

Tong Hu was really suffocating in his heart. He was not a brainless person to be able to win over such a group of people. He endured his anger and said, "Okay, you guys are excusable this time."

As the boss spoke, one of his subordinates quickly stepped forward and said, "Thanks to that monk, otherwise our boss would have been in danger this time. We will definitely go to the temple to worship Buddha more often in the future."

As soon as he entered the house, Mr. Duan sat down and said, "Granny, how come this old bald donkey can't tell the difference between loyalty and evil? Mr. Duan, I really want to send him to see the Buddha with an axe."

"I think that monk is not just saving people, he must have an ulterior motive." Meng Jiao said thoughtfully.

Fang Fangyi said: "No matter what their purpose is, we don't want to cause trouble, but I don't think that person will let it go. Everyone should be careful tonight."

After dinner, everyone went back to their rooms, leaving only Fang Fangyi and Situ Xue. Situ Xue said apologetically: "I have caused trouble for you."

Hearing what Situ Xue said, Fang Fang Yi suddenly became serious and turned to stare at Situ Xue. Seeing that Fang Fang Yi was really unhappy, Situ Xue felt even more guilty in her heart.

Suddenly Fang Fang Yi laughed, looked at Situ Xue and said, "I'm kidding you, but Miss Situ is not only beautiful, but also has a beautiful voice." After Fang Fang Yi said this, Situ Xue felt sweet in her heart and blushed.

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Fang Fang Yi had been in a gloomy mood all the way. Apart from a sneer, he rarely had a smile on his face. This smile was actually gentle, and Situ Xue was stunned for a moment.

The two stared at each other, looking a little embarrassed for a moment. Fang Fang Yi coughed and turned his head and said: "Miss Situ, this journey is not peaceful. I don't know what those people outside are thinking. For safety, I will stay here tonight."

It’s here.”

"ah."

Situ Xue shouted subconsciously and lowered her head shyly. She has never been in the same room with any man since she was a child.

Fang Fangyi also felt that what he said was rude, so he added: "I am rude. I'm guarding outside the door. If you need anything, you can call me at any time."

After saying that, Fang Fang Yi turned around and walked out. Looking at Fang Fang Yi's back, Situ Xue bit her lips and said softly: "Master Fang, wait a minute, it's so cold, you'd better stay in the house."

"Forget it, there is something wrong with being in the same room together. I'd better stay outside."

"Sir, please don't. I am a child of Jianghu and I don't care about this." He said and stepped forward to stop Fang Fangyi.

It was dark at night, and I would sit cross-legged on the ground quietly in the house. Although my body was like a rock, my heart could not calm down for a long time.

Situ Xue was lying on the bed, her heart pounding and not feeling sleepy at all. There were always some random thoughts in her mind, which made her ears turn red.

Situ Xue secretly opened her eyes and took a look at Fang Fang Yi, and found that Fang Fang Yi only had a thin piece of clothing on her body. Situ Xue tiptoed and picked up the quilt on the bed, walked over and gently put it on Fang Fang Yi.
Chapter completed!