"Puff, puff, puff..." The people around suddenly took out the weapons in their hands and stabbed into Zhao Bo's body.

Many blood holes appeared on Zhao Bo's body, and blood splattered out.

Zhao Bo fell to the ground with a thud and stared at his scarlet eyes.

"Amitabha." The little monk Huiji sat on the ground and began to recite the sutra of rebirth, relaying those who died here

Ning Shu returned to the Holy Demon Peak, Ye Hua narrowed his eyes, "Now the other party has no leader, so he took the opportunity to kill these people."

Ning Shu shook his head, "Our Holy Demon Sect also suffered heavy losses, and the other party is the same. It's better to truce the battle just like this."

"Swish..." Ye Hua sneered, "Will they come to attack us when they have cultivated and regain their lives?"

"I don't know when they have cultivated. All the more powerful people in each sect were killed by Zhao Bo and became third-rate small sects." Ning Shu looked at Ye Hua, "If we really unify the world, the army should come."

This mutual restraint and mutual restraint are the ways to survive.

Ye Hua didn't say anything.

Ning Shu smiled and said, "Brother, this world is bigger than we imagined. There are many unknown things. There may be other worlds outside this world."

"Why do you have to do such a little thing, and finally turn into a handful of loess."

Maybe they are fighting here, fighting for something that seems very precious, maybe there is a giant watching them grab garbage like an ant.

Just like when we are bored, we watch ants move things and grab things.

We may even live in a dream, and when we wake up, we will disappear.

Ye Hua turned her head, stared at Ning Shu with her eyes squinted, and her eyes shaved through Ning Shu's face inch by inch.

Ye Hua waved his hand, and the people from the Holy Demon Sect surrounded everyone.

Everyone's faces were filled with fear and uneasiness.

Ning Shu raised her eyebrows, "Brother?"

"Come to invade the Demon Cult and let them go, I thought the Demon Cult is easy to bully. If you don't teach me any lessons, it's not the style of the Demon Cult." Ye Hua's expression was cold.

Ye Hua walked over and Ning Shu followed Ye Hua.

The person who was a little bit capable of being in charge stood up and bowed to Ye Hua, "Zheng Master Ye, we were all forced by Zhao Bo this time, and we have no way to resist. Please let the Yag Master Ye open the net."

"Oh..." Ye Hua said unscrupulously, "Anyway, Zhao Bo is dead now, so you can say everything."

The monk Huikong from Wuyou Temple stood up and said, "Donor Ye, this is wrong with us. Please forgive me for your sins."

"Amitabha." The little monk Huiji stood up, "As long as the donor let everyone go, as long as the little monk will never violate the Holy Demon Sect during his lifetime, and monks will not lie. If they violate it, the heaven and earth will be punished together."

"Plum Blossom Villa does not infringe on the Holy Demon Sect."

"Wuji Sect..."

"Songshan School..."

The little monk Huiji made an oath, and the others hurriedly said.

Ning Shu rolled his eyes, "Little monk, you surrendered to Zhaojiabao, Wuyou Temple has been destroyed."

"The little monk is alive, and Wuyou Temple has always existed. Before the abbot died, the abbot of Wuyou Temple had been passed down to the little monk. The little monk is now the abbot of Wuyou Temple." said the little monk Huiji.

"Oh, you are the abbot, what are you going to do?"

"The little monk didn't show off."

"You have been attacked by the Holy Demon Sect, and there are so many people injured." Ye Hua said lightly.

"We will compensate you." The person from Meihua Villa said immediately.

“Compensation, absolute compensation.”

"It's better to hurry up. After a while, we will come to pick it up one by one." Ye Hua waved his hand, and the people from the Holy Demon Sect gave in.

These people dragged the bodies of their disciples and ran away like a fire.

"Hongye, look at these famous and upright schools." Ye Hua looked contemptuous.

Ning Shu said: "A famous family and upright sect are also human beings, and not everyone can be a hero."

"Thank you, female donor." The little monk Huiji gave a Buddhist tribute to Ning Shu, "The donor saved the little monk several times, but the little monk could not repay him."

"Please give me a promise." Ning Shu said casually, and there was no way to follow the reward, but to give me a promise.

Ning Shu said this, and the monks behind Huiji looked distorted and wanted to scold Ning Shu, but now their life is still in their hands.

The little monk Huiji's face remained unchanged, "The donor was joking, and the little monk said goodbye."

The little monk Huiji walked in front and took a group of monks away.

I don’t know if it was Ning Shu’s illusion, but I felt that the little monk was walking with a Buddhist sound.

This is how it has passed.

However, it is probably a bit difficult for these sects to prosper again, and all the masters in the sect were slaughtered by Zhao Bo.

Zhaojiabao was destroyed by these sects overnight, and the disciples of Zhaojiabao were scattered. After all, Zhaojiabao now has no one to take charge of the overall situation.

These people set fire to Zhaojiabao.

Ning Shu smacked her lips. The burning of the house was the patent of her demon witch, and these people dared to rob her.

I don’t know how the genius and favored Zhao Linger was like. Ning Shu sent someone out to inquire, but I heard that he was taken away by the former disciple of Zhaojiabao and now he is missing.

Without his father's blessing, Zhao Ling'er's life may not be easy.

His father killed many people from the sects during his lifetime, and now he is looking for revenge again.

People are floating in the world, you will be slashed with one knife, and I will be slashed with one knife.

But now the world is not too noisy, and everyone has their tails tightly.

It's unprecedented peace.

The previously restless atmosphere also dissipated, and even people's mood became relaxed.

Ye Hua began to practice peerless martial arts seriously. He called Ning Shu over and asked him about it without any reason, and then he led the topic out of the sky intentionally or unintentionally.

Ning Shu just said, there must be a world we don’t know, and maybe there is really a fairyland or something.

Ye Hua waved his hand and asked Ning Shu to get out. Ning Shu curled her lips and left.

When Ning Shu was fine now, he would take a group of subordinates and wander around and collect mental damages by the way.

It took several days to play at each sect. Seeing these people being so frustrated that they couldn't speak and had to entertain her well, Ning Shu said that she was quite comfortable.

Ning Shu wandered around and saw many scenery, all kinds of strange and indescribable scenery.

Ningshu arrived at Wuyou Temple. After the previous storm, the incense was not as prosperous as before.

There were only a few pilgrims. At the gate, the monk Huijiji brought a group of monks to greet Ning Shu.

Ning Shu walked over, and the bells around her waist made a crisp sound as she walked.

“Ami…”

"Where is the money?" Ning Shu asked with his hands spread out.

"The money is ready, please take a rest." Huiji said.

Ning Shu nodded, and the young monk Suihui entered Wuyou Temple. As soon as he walked into the temple, he smelled the rosin.
Chapter completed!