"Damn, this is seeking death!"

Ye Qiu swears in a rare way. Wang Kai has followed him for almost ten years. Although he is sometimes smiling and not serious, he is never vague when he is serious.

Since joining the Cold-Blooded Legion, he has been the commander, neither competing nor robbing, nor impatient, and managed in an orderly manner.

Those who died under him were all those who were extremely guilty, and what he did was to do was to do the work of the heavens and to rob the rich and help the poor.

However, such a person was cut off his arms and was now held by four monks and was burned to death. It was simply tragic.

Ye Qiu was so angry that his teeth were itchy, his face was trembling constantly, and his face was ferocious. He wished he could rush up now and burn the entire Tianning Temple to ruins.

Although Zhongli was also heartbroken, he remained calm at this time. She held her tightly and whispered: Cold-blooded, look at the situation again, it is not advisable to do it too early.”

At the critical moment, the girl was quite cautious. She didn't know what mistake Wang Kai made, nor did she know what relationship he had with Tianning Temple's senior brother Yuanzhen.

In sensitive times, you must naturally be more alert and know yourself and your enemy, so that you can never win a battle.

So, Ye Qiu forced the anger in his body, and his teeth were chewing. He secretly swore in his heart that if he found out who saw Wang Kai's hands, he would definitely crush the bastard's bones and ashes!

At this time, the eldest brother Yuan Zhen did not know that Ye Qiu and Zhongli had quietly sneaked into Tianning Temple. He was still standing in the center, holding a staff in his hand.

"Yuanhua, a monk from Tianning Temple, left the temple privately for ten years, ate, drink, gamble outside, did all bad things, and ruined the reputation of the temple. He must be punished.

Today, all the junior brothers will give a testimony. For the reputation of Tianning Temple and for the Buddha above their heads, Yuanhua was burned and passed away...

Yuan Zhen didn't have much emotion on his face, all of this was in his control, and no one would resist him for all the monks.

In Tianning Temple, his senior brother basically covered the sky with his hands. When the abbot converted to Buddhism and devoted himself to studying, he was the top leader in the temple.

A few days ago, he brought the fainted Wang Kai back to the temple. In front of many monks, he claimed Wang Kai as a bandit* and directly punished him for cutting off his arms.

Monks take compassion as their hearts. Although many little monks do not recommend it to be so cruel, they dare not speak out and can only hold it in.

Now, Yuanzhen was going to burn Wang Kai to death. They did not agree with it in their hearts, but they did not dare to resist, so they could only watch from a distance.

The four monks held Wang Kai, who was tied up in large numbers, getting closer and closer to the bonfire. It seemed that he was really going to cremate him in public and passed away.

A little monk really couldn't stand it, so he suddenly stood up and pleaded for Wang Kai, "Senior Brother, please spare Brother Yuanhua this time. He has been away from Tianning Temple for ten years and has long been no longer a monk in our temple. It shouldn't be said to be slandering, right?

Saving a life is better than building a seven-level Buddhist temple. I beg my senior brother to show mercy and drive Senior Brother Yuanhua out of Tianning Temple. Is it OK?"

This little monk is quite kind. When everyone was silent, he was the only one who stood up bravely.

Although everyone knows that the possibility of success is very small, he still does this, even if it is useless, he must do his best.

"Yuantian, this matter has nothing to do with you. Don't meddle in other people's business, otherwise you may end up with Yuanhua!"

Yuan Zhen’s attitude is very tough. Relying on his senior brother, he is a domineering and autocratic person, he does not allow others to have their own ideas.

Not only that, he also threatened his junior brother and threatened him not to speak for Wang Kai, otherwise he would bear the consequences at his own risk.

The little monk did not dare to speak anymore, so he could only lower his head silently and watch Wang Kai being held up, helpless.

At this time, Wang Kai was already in a state of desolation. Since he was stunned by the spray, he had no place on his body to lift his strength, just like he was hit by Shixiang Soft Sticky Stick.

He watched his arms were cut off and wanted to resist, but he was powerless and had no other way except to sit and wait for death.

Now that Yuanzhen is going to cremate him, he can only accept his fate silently.

Wang Kai slowly closed his eyes. He was always laughing and laughing. At this time, two tears appeared in the corner of his eyes, saying why he didn't ask for it.

It may be that the ambitions are not fulfilled, and the heroes are full of tears. It may be that they have no way to serve the country and are willing to die. Just after, they are easily broken into tears...

Just when he was completely desperate, Tianning Temple, which was as bright as daylight, suddenly rang out a bolt from the blue, deafening.

"Who dares to touch Wang Kai, I'll let you all be buried with him!!!"

The thoughts are vast and the vast, and the thunder is heard in silence, including Yuanzhen, countless monks hear the sound and look at it.

I saw a man and a woman with sharp eyes, looking at everyone with no anger. Their eyes were so cold and murderous intent was revealed.

Who dares to stand upright? Only General Ye, I, went to war with cold blood, and no grass grew.

Today, he left his words here. Whoever dared to move Wang Kai, who had broken his arms, would definitely die without a place to die.

This is not a joke, nor is it a threat, nor is it an alarmist statement. Anyone who knows Ye Qiu a little bit, knows what he said just now.

Hell Shura has not been so violent for a long time. At this moment, in order to follow his subordinates for ten years, he ruled the world and splattered blood for five steps!

Wang Kai, who was being held, suddenly opened his desperate eyes after hearing this sound that was so familiar that he could not be familiar with him.

It was no longer the two clear tears before, but two lines of hot tears. At this most dangerous time, Cold Blood stood up for him without hesitation.

He did not follow the wrong master. The decision ten years ago was right. In this life, as long as he does not die, he will follow Hell Shura for the rest of his life!

This love is more silent than sound. It does not require too much words. The appearance of cold blood is the best proof.

What is a sentimental and righteous boss? This is it!

"Who are you, why did you break into Tianning Temple without authorization?"

The dozen or so young monks on the outermost side immediately picked up their sticks and looked at Ye Qiu with great enthusiasm, ready to fight at any time.

"It doesn't matter who I am. I'll emphasize again. Whoever dares to touch Wang Kai's hair will have to be buried with him in the entire Tianning Temple!"

How domineering is this? His innate courage makes Ye Qiu fearless.

He did not take the little monks seriously, walked straight to the center of the bonfire, shouting sternly: "Yuanzhen, just a senior brother, do you dare to cover the sky with your hands and not take the king's law seriously?

Let me tell you, today I am the King of Hell, and I come here to judge you specifically. If you are more aware of your circumstances, don’t resist stubbornly!”
Chapter completed!