The wooden door shattered, a figure flew out into the street, accompanied by the sound of miscellaneous items breaking, and landed heavily.
"Ah ah ah ah!!"
"What is that?!"
"A person! It’s a person!!"
Noisy voices rose from outside.
"Bald Pigeon!!"
That particular voice, frightened, hurriedly got up and ran outside.
"Diao Deyi?!"
My sister gasped in shock, but...
"Go back to your room."
"Wha..."
"Go back to your room!"
Fang Yu shouted loudly, and Diao Ruru snapped out of it as if waking from a dream, subconsciously clenching her fist, her eyes slightly reddened.
This was the first ti she had been yelled at like this by Diao Deyi.
Even she understood that this Monk was probably not easy to deal with.
She hurried back to her room, and when she looked back for the last ti, through the broken door and gaps between the people outside, she could vaguely see the Monk who appeared unscathed, simply patting so lettuce leaves off his body.
Stomp!
Just then, her view was blocked by the silhouette of Fang Yu standing at the door.
Thick, peaceful.
Diao Ruru cald herself down, hid in her room, then clasped her hands together in prayer, anxiously peering through the crack at the door outside.
Seeing Fang Yu at the door, Monk Quan Heng seed to hesitate, his tiger-like gaze revealing a touch of helplessness.
"Diao Deyi, you are harming her, you have no idea what you are doing."
Fang Yu smiled.
"Of course, I’m clear about what I’m doing. But you, Monk Quan Heng, how dare you intrude into a private residence in broad daylight and attempt to abduct soone! Now I have reason to suspect that you are a demon in disguise!"
Clang!!
The mont the words were spoken, Fang Yu had already drawn his sword.
Seeing Fang Yu was serious, the people around began to change color and scattered in panic.
Whether it was a real demon or a fake one.
Since the Foolish Underworld was set on chopping people, better not stick around for the show and scatter quickly.
This was a lesson learned at the cost of lives; anyone who had been in Tianyuan Town for a long ti knew what to do at this ti.
The crowd dispersed, and the streets suddenly beca much emptier.
Fang Yu was aware of the strength of Monk Quan Heng.
As a Thousand Blood Human, it was not going to be simple, but he had no choice but to et the challenge.
On the way back ho, he had thought about the troubles his sister might encounter.
He originally thought it was just simply a fright, or sothing else, nothing substantial.
It’s not until he rushed ho and saw Monk Quan Heng that he realized things were serious.
This guy, he’s not easy to deal with.
Fang Yu narrowed his eyes and watched as Monk Quan Heng told Diao Deyi to step aside.
He of course knew what Monk Quan Heng was talking about.
He just wasn’t clear on how Monk Quan Heng knew about the spirit on his sister.
If the Spirit Powder were to go deep, surely his sister would have lost her life.
However, with Ding Hui here, already having employed Ding Hui’s thod, naturally, he would not let this Monk take her away.
Not to ntion, who knows what ans these Monks prepared to dispel the Spirit Powder from his sister, and this Monk might not even know it’s Spirit Powder rather than a complete spirit!
In this situation, how could he possibly hand his sister over to the completely stranger Monk Quan Heng.
Moreover, they knew nothing about the situation at Baoan Temple, there could be demons hiding inside, sending his sister there might an going to collect her corpse the next day.
Taking a deep breath, Fang Yu said.
"Monk Quan Heng, as long as you are willing to give up bothering my sister, I can act as if today’s event never happened."
Monk Quan Heng shook his head.
"To save a life is more ritorious than building a seven-floor pagoda. If I am unaware, I cannot be blad. If I am aware, then I must save."
Fang Yu sneered, his face showing no kindness.
"Only save those in front of you? Your compassion isn’t much then, better save it for soone else. My sister doesn’t need you to save her!"
"Om mani pad hum, our Buddha’s compassion, will not abandon anyone."
"Stubborn and foolish!"
Stomp!!
Fang Yu charged forward.
"Today, I shall experience the thods of the Baoan Temple’s abbot!"
Let test the strength of you, a Thousand Blood Human!
Right hand gripping the Longsword, left hand unsheathed the Dagger Blade.
Yuan Body Two Zero Sword!
The mother and child Longsword and Dagger Blade drew different arcs above and below, slashing towards Monk Quan Heng.
And yet, Monk Quan Heng lightly dodged, avoiding the sword light, landing on the left side, without attacking but instead spoke.
"Inspector Diao..."
Before he could finish, Fang Yu had already reversed his hands, slashing with both swords towards his face.
The arc of the sword passed by, avoided again by Monk Quan Heng. But this ti Fang Yu relentlessly pursued, the mother and child swords linking into a flurry of slashes, as if forcing Monk Quan Heng to be breathless, causing him to continuously retreat.
"Bald Pigeon!"
Diao Deyi, not understanding the situation, cried out in concern.
NPCs are different from players; once they die, they really die.
It was hard to find one fun to play with and she wasn’t done yet!
Diao Deyi was frantic and worried but powerless.
The current battle wasn’t sothing she could get involved in.
That dazzling sword dance, she couldn’t even see it clearly, let alone get closer to help.
She’d probably be sliced into corpse pieces the mont she approached.
Diao Deyi tensely clenched her fist, her heart moved, suddenly looking towards a certain shattered door of a house.
"Shout!"
Just then, the young man on the other side suddenly burst out with a shout.
Bang!!
From nowhere, a burst of white powder exploded at that mont, the face of her beloved Monk Gege now had two shallow cuts, retreating a distance.
-1!
-1!
[Quan Heng: 998/1000.]
"Monk Gege!!"
Diao Deyi cried out again, but was ignored by both n.
Anxious and frustrated, she stomped her foot, Diao Deyi clenched her fists and quietly headed towards that broken house.
Monk Quan Heng touched the two shallow wounds on his cheek, seemingly surprised.
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