Chapter 1147

"Poof, poof, poof..." All of a sudden, people around him took out their weapons and stabbed Zhao Bo in the body.

Zhao Bo's body appeared a lot of blood holes, blood splashed out.

Zhao Bo flopped to the ground, staring at scarlet eyes.

"Amitabha." Monk Huimin sat on the ground and began to read the scriptures of his past life. The people who died here over the time were back to the holy magic peak. Night birch squinted. "Now the other party has no leader, take the opportunity to kill these people."

Ning Shu shook his head. "Our saint devil cult has also suffered a lot. The other side is also the same. It's better to stop fighting here."

"Hiss..." The night birch sneered, "will they attack us when they have cultivated their lives?"

"They don't know when they are cultivated. All the people who are a little more powerful in all sects have been killed by Zhao Bo, and all of them have been reduced to the third-class schools." Ning Shu looked at Yehua. "If we really want to unify the Jianghu, the army will come."

This kind of mutual restraint and restriction is the way to survive.

The night birch did not speak.

Ning Shu smiled and said, "brother, this world is bigger than we think. There are many unknown things. There may be other worlds besides this world."

"Why do you have to do something like this, to make a camp and finally turn it into a handful of loess?"

Maybe they are fighting here for something that seems very precious. Maybe there is a giant who is watching them rob rubbish like ants.

It's like when we're bored, watching ants carry things and rob things.

Even we may live in a dream. When we wake up, we will disappear.

Night birch turned around and squinted at Ning Shu, his eyes scraping from her face inch by inch.

The night birch waved, and the people of the saint devil cult surrounded all the people.

The faces of all the people were full of fear and fear.

Ning Shu picked a eyebrow. "Brother?"

"It's not the style of the devil cult to invade the devil cult and let them go. I think the devil cult people are easy to bully and don't teach them a lesson." The night Birch's expression was cold.

Night birch walked past, Ning Shu followed by night birch.

A little man who could be the chief stood up and bowed his hand to Yehua. "Yejiao Lord, we are all forced by Zhao Bo this time. We can't resist. Please let yejiao lord go."

"Oh..." "Night birch can have dispensable ground oh," anyway now Zhao Bo is dead, everything lets you say

The huikong monk of Wuyou Temple stood up and said, "almsgiver at night, it's our fault. Please forgive me."

"Amitabha." Huimin monk stood out, "as long as the benefactor enlarges his home and leaves, as long as the little monk never infringes the saint devil religion in his lifetime, and the monks never lie, if they violate it, heaven and earth will be punished together."

"Plum blossom villa does not violate the saint devil cult."

"Wujizong"

"Song Mountain sect..."

The Huimin monk made a vow, and the others said busily.

Ning Shu turned a white eye. "Little monk, you have returned to Zhao family castle. Wuyou temple has not been destroyed."

"Little monk is alive, Wuyu temple has always existed. Before the abbot died, the abbot of Wuyu Temple passed it on to little monk. Now, little monk is the abbot of Wuyu temple." Said the little monk Hui.

"Oh, you are the abbot, deshe what?"

"I didn't get a sermon."

"You attacked the cult, which suffered a lot, and so many people were injured." Said the birch faintly.

"We will compensate you." The people of plum blossom villa immediately said.

"Compensation, absolute compensation."

"It's better to hurry up. We'll pick it up one by one." Night birch waved his hand, and the people of the holy demon sect gave way.

These people dragged the bodies of their sect disciples and ran away like burning their arses.

"Hongye, look at these famous and decent sects." The night birch looked scornful.

Ning Shu said: "the famous and decent are also human beings. Not everyone can be a hero."

"Thank you very much, benefactor." Huimin monk made a Buddhist ceremony towards Ning Shu, "benefactor has saved me several times. I don't think I can repay you."

"By example." Ning Shu said casually that he didn't think the newspaper should be followed only by his own example.

As soon as Ning Shu said this, the monks behind Huiji twisted their faces and wanted to scold Ning Shu, but now their lives are still in the hands of others.

The face of monk Huimin remained unchanged. "Benefactor joked, and I'm leaving."

Huimin monk walked at the front, with a group of monks.

I don't know if it's the illusion of Ning Shu. I feel that the little monk is walking with Sanskrit.

That's how it went.

However, it's hard for these schools to thrive again. Zhao Bo killed all the masters of the schools.

However, Zhao family castle was destroyed overnight by the combination of these sects, and the disciples of Zhao family castle were also divided into four and five parts. After all, there is no one in charge of the overall situation in Zhao family castle.These people set fire to Zhao family castle directly.

Ning Shu smacks her mouth. This house burning is her patent. These people dare to rob it.

I don't know what happened to Zhao linger, who was favored by Tianjiao. Ning Shu sent someone out to inquire about it. I heard that he was taken away by the original disciples of Zhao family castle, and now he's gone.

Without his father's protection, Zhao linger's life is not easy.

His father killed many sects before he died. Now they are looking for revenge again.

People are wandering in the Jianghu. One knife for you and one knife for me.

But now the Jianghu is not very noisy. Everyone has clamped their tails and become a man.

It was an unprecedented calm.

Before the restless atmosphere also dissipated, even people's mood also relaxed.

Night birch began to practice peerless martial arts. If she had nothing to do, she called Ning Shu to ask. Then the topic was intentionally or unintentionally introduced to the outside world.

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

Night birch wave let Ning Shu roll, Ning Shu turned his lips and left.

When Ning Shu is OK now, he will take a group of his subordinates with him. He will go around and collect the mental loss fee by the way.

Every sect has to play for a few days. Seeing these people can't speak and have to treat her well, Ning Shu says she is quite comfortable.

Ning Shu wandered around and saw a lot of landscapes, all kinds of strange and indescribable landscapes.

Ning Shu arrives at Wuyu temple. After the storm, the incense is not as prosperous as before.

There are only a few Pilgrims. At the gate, Huimin monk takes a group of monks to welcome Ningshu.

Ning Shu walked past, and the bell at his waist made a crisp sound as he walked.

"May......"

"And the money?" Ning Shu asked.

"The money is ready. Please take a rest." Said Huiji.

Ningshu nodded, followed Huimin monk into Wuyou temple, and smelled the smell of rosin as soon as he entered the temple.