Chapter 953

"Master, let's go."

Cao An rolled back to the little monk. His legs were shaking, but like Feng Yi, he tried hard to make his master escape the disaster.

Xu is Feng Yi was forced to a desperate situation, this time he moves fast, actually barely blocked two masked people who want to chase the past.

But in the end, it was downwind. Even though they tried their best, they still let the two men press towards the little monk and Cao An step by step.

Seeing that Feng Yi was about to lose, and the young monk refused to leave Feng Yi under Cao An's pitiful plea, they all thought that the three men were going to give their lives here today. Their fighting aroused a group of monks just passing by lingjue temple.

"Who dares to commit murder in lingjue temple?"

"It's the sound of a knife --"

From a distance, I heard the voices of several people talking, and the footsteps running towards them. The two masked people looked at each other, and it seemed that they had already given birth to the intention of retreat.

Feng Yi gave birth to some hope of survival, but his men did not dare to relax.

"Damn it --"

One of them cursed fiercely, looked at the little monk who was about to win not far away, then listened to the footsteps coming closer and closer behind him, turned his head to stare at Feng Yi, and scolded angrily. The two knives moved together, and the blood gushed out instantly.

"Ah --"

"Feng Yi"

Feng Yi's scream and Cao An's scream made the monks quicken their pace.

After two masked people gritted their teeth and scolded, staring at the little monk, they said, "this time you are lucky, but the next time you dare to come to the back mountain, it won't be as simple as a finger!"

After that, the man also compared the sharp knife to his neck, and then took another man to escape.

Cao An, who had been closely protecting the little monk, knelt down on the ground. He cried with tears and snot. He held the little monk's thigh and howled fiercely.

"Master, they want your life - these people are too cruel. It's him, it must be him! They will not give you a way to live. "

Cao An didn't hear a word from his master, and didn't even see him move.

But he didn't see it. Baili Jingqi's eyes moved slowly, from Feng Yi's severed finger on the ground, to the blood flowing down from his hands, to the trampled wild berries, and the scarlet and sweet juice on the ground seemed to be stained with the smell of blood because of the tragedy

Several monks ran over, but the leader was the prison monk who had always been in trouble for the young monk.

His huge body is shaking with the running, and the fat on his cheek is beating, which is inexplicably funny.

"Why are you guys?"

When he got near, the prison monk glanced at Cao An who was crying and Feng Yi who was injured and moaning. He didn't say anything but scolded the little monk.

"Cutting firewood can cause trouble. You guys seem to have too much leisure, don't you?"

Cao An's cry and Feng Yi's pain were all stopped because of the inexplicable blame of the prison monk. They glared at the prison monk one after another, but they also looked at their master with worry from the corner of their eyes.

Whether inside or outside the temple, are their masters still suffering less injustice these days?!

It's clear that some villain came to murder him and almost killed him. In the eyes of these indiscriminate people, it's their master who is provoking right and wrong?!