Junior Brother Please Don’T Cultivate

But it's too late.

Chen Ming slashed out with a swift sword. The Sword Ray gritted his teeth, mixed with terrifying killing air, and the people rushing around were too late to defend, and their faces looked scared.

When Sword Ray swept across, everyone bleeded and flew out, knowing whether they were alive or dead.

Yang Le climbed up with difficulty, looking at such a powerful lethality, he couldn't help being frightened. He didn't rush to the forefront just now, and he was the least injured among the few people.

"Hey, why bother!" Chen Ming sighed softly, shaking his head.

"Knowing that I couldn't beat me, I was scrambling to give it away."

Chen Ming couldn't understand them, and rushed to die one by one.

puff……

Yang Le heard Chen Ming's taunting words, angrily attacking his heart, affecting his injuries, a mouthful of Blood Essence came out, and he passed out into a coma.

The battle here also attracted other people.

"There is fighting over there, there should be resentful spirits!"

"Hurry up, I can't drink the soup when I'm late."

"Such a powerful breath, it seems that the resentful spirit and the resentful soul have been absorbed."

...

Everyone rushed over here, even if they couldn't eat the meat, they still had to take a sip of the soup.

Du Kang himself was injured and didn't take any action. At the moment, watching the brothers fly upside down one by one, they were so scared that they shrank under the rock, shivering.

"Mom, I'm scared, I want to go home!"

He was frightened by Chen Ming, Dao heart has collapsed, and Cultivation Base has stopped moving forward for life.

When Chen Minggang turned to leave, suddenly more than a dozen people rushed over.

They are the closest people here, and they also felt the Sword Ray just now.

"Du Kang, Du Kang!" Zhang Yilei shouted to Du Kang, the same Inner Sect, a well-known person, everyone knows.

"Why so many acquaintances?" Chen Ming muttered while looking at Zhang Yilei.

It wasn't that they were acquaintances, but that they were all defeated by Chen Ming, and Chen Ming wrote down their names and looks.

Some remember it because he is different from others, such as this one, a big Fatty. It's hard not to remember.

For example, the Yang Le from before, although he looks good, but Chen Ming forgot in a blink of an eye.

"Big Fatty!" Chen Ming said.

I forgot the name Chen Ming, so I called him Fatty.

Zhang Yilei was called fatty by someone, and without a word, he directly took out the Meteor Hammer and hit it.

"Hey, you are still unreasonable!"

Chen Ming swung his sword to fly Meteor Hammer, very speechless.

Can't you just stop and talk? You have to do it directly!

"White Ghost King, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Du Kang muttered madly, got up and ran away, wanting to escape here.

"The White Ghost King, is it him?" one of the women pointed at Chen Ming and said.

Zhang Yilei narrowed his eyes to look at Chen Ming, and couldn't help muttering: "Are you a ghost king in white clothes?"

"Fatty, don't sleep, tell me how to get out!" Chen Ming hurriedly shouted as Zhang Yilei closed his eyes.

Zhang Yilei couldn't help being furious when he heard this.

"Daddy didn't sleep!"

He was already fat and his eyes were small, but his eyes were narrowed just now, which made Chen Ming mistakenly think he was sleeping.

Chen Ming was speechless, why did you close your eyes if you didn't sleep.

As the two talked, more and more people rushed over.

Martial Dao Kong, Konghai, Xushenghua, etc., these people all know Chen Ming, and the others don't.

Especially for Kong Hai, who had previously talked to Chen Ming about Duhua Jing, which made Chen Ming's memory still fresh.

"Junior Brother Yilei, you want to eat alone!" Martial Dao said lightly.

They came here, watching Zhang Yilei look angrily at Chen Ming, and other unconscious seniors, and instantly understood what was going on.

Zhang Yilei would not attack his accomplices, and even if he did, he would not kill him.

The only one who shot was the masked man in front of him.

"Huh! The White Ghost King is there, if you have the ability, just go ahead!" Zhang Yilei snorted coldly.

Even Yang Le was defeated, and he asked himself whether he was better than Yang Le.

Others looked at Chen Ming with vigilance, for fear of Chen Ming's sudden move.

"Konghai, Konghai!" Chen Ming yelled a few words.

After hearing this, Kukai was stunned, and he was suspicious. Does this white ghost king know me?

"Ghost King, do you know the little monk?" Kong Hai asked with his hands folded in front of him.

"Of course I did. Did you forget." Chen Ming nodded.

Kukai was even more confused when he heard this. When did he come into contact with the King of Ghosts?

Feeling the questioning eyes from other people, Kukai hurriedly set himself aside, clasping his hands together:

"Ghost King, the little monk doesn't know you."

His Buddhism finally won the opportunity to squeeze into the Azure Dragon Immortal Mansion, if it is because he colluded with the ghost king, then his Buddhism would be over.

"Hey, why did you mention your pants and don't recognize people!" Chen Ming said in a bad mood.

Why didn't he remember the things that he had talked with him all night to save the sutras?

Sure enough, the Buddhist disciples are ruthless!

Chen Ming's words fell into other people's ears, and the meaning was different. One by one, they looked at Kukai with weird eyes.

"Ghost King, please don't slander the little monk! The little monk has nothing to do with you!" Kukai put his hands together and said seriously.

Chen Ming touched the bronze mask on his face, a little puzzled.

No, even if I wear a mask, my temperament should not change. Why can't he recognize me?

"Kūkai, my name is Cang..."

Before Chen Ming finished speaking, he suddenly felt that the time for the formation of the space he arranged had arrived, and he was going to send it back.

"Forget it, don't talk to you anymore, my time is up, goodbye!"

After Chen Ming finished speaking, he immediately disappeared in place.

Everyone was surprised when they watched him disappear. It disappeared without a trace, without leaving a breath, as if it had never been here before.

"what happened?"

Everyone was full of question marks, remembering the last words left by the ghost king when he disappeared.

Bye-Bye?

Is it some kind of spell?

"Kūkai, explain it!"

Martial Dao looked at Kukai with cold eyes and a bad expression.

Since they came here, the ghost king has been talking to Kukai, and ignored other people, saying that it has nothing to do with Kukai, and it won't work to kill them.

Kukai wanted to cry without tears: "I really don't know the ghost king in white!"

There was a bit of resentment in his heart, the white-clothed ghost king was full of murderous aura, wearing a bronze mask, no one could recognize it.

However, the white clothes he wears are somewhat familiar. But there are too many people wearing white clothes in the world, how can I know who he is?

Faced with the questioning eyes of everyone, Kukai didn't know how to answer.

Kong Wen and Kong Xin, watching their junior brother being questioned by everyone, instead of coming to help, they stood far away, as if they wanted to have a clear relationship with Kong Hai.

The indifferent expression seemed to say again: We have nothing to do with Kongwen, don't ask me, we don't know anything.

"The little monk didn't lie, I really don't know the ghost king in white!" Kukai wanted to cry without tears, looking at the two brothers own, and asking for help with his eyes.

As a result, his two brothers bowed their heads and recited the Buddha's name as if they hadn't seen the same.

This couldn't help but chilled Kukai's heart.

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