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Late at night, inside the felt tent.

After Bai Wangyu and Wen Xiuru applied the wound medicine to Li Ziye, they lay down to rest.

"Brother Li, both the son of God and Fa Hai have a lot of grudges against you, you have to be careful, they will probably trouble you again." Bai Wangyu lay on the bed to the left of Li Ziye, and reminded him.

"That's right, Brother Li, you're really powerful. Tantai Tiannu wants to kill you, God Son wants to kill you, then Fahai probably wants to shoot you to death, the four forces, you offended the three parties at once, admire, admire!" Li On the right side of Midnight, Wen Xiuru also said gloatingly.

"Hearing what you said, it seems to be true."

Li Ziye lay in the middle, very depressed, "But, I don't seem to have done anything harmful, why did I provoke so many people at once?"

"Brother Li is too good to be envied by others." Bai Wangyu comforted him very understandingly.

"For example?" Li Ziye asked.

"for example……"

Bai Wangyu racked his brains, trying to name a few good things about the young man beside him, but found that he couldn't think of any of them.

Seeing this, Li Ziye felt even more depressed.

"Brother Li, to be honest, in the days to come, don't stay too far away from me and senior brother. I'm really afraid that someone will attack you if you don't pay attention."

Wen Xiuru reminded very speechlessly that he wanted to come to Mobei to let himself go, but unexpectedly, he became this guy's personal thug.

To be honest, in his 20 years of life, he has never seen someone so troublesome.

It's unbelievable that even a sip of cold water can cause trouble to come to your door.

"Okay, I will try to stay with you every step of the way." Li Ziye replied helplessly.

"Go to bed early, there may be trouble tomorrow, Brother Li, don't speak harshly, there are too many enemies now, we can't deal with it." Before going to sleep, Bai Wangyu reminded.

"understood."

Li Ziye replied depressedly, and immediately pulled up the quilt to cover his head.

The three of them closed their eyes together and fell asleep together, and they came out of the tacit understanding and uniformity.

The quiet night gradually passed.

At dawn, on a very cold day, Chang Yu worked very hard to get up early to prepare the medicine, carefully carried it outside the three people's tent, and shouted, "Jiaoxi Li, it's time to drink the medicine again!"

As soon as the words fell, a figure hurriedly came not far away, seeming to knock the medicine in Chang Yu's hand over, seemingly intentionally, but also seemingly unintentionally.

With a bang, the medicine bowl fell to the ground, and the soup was scattered all over the floor.

At this moment, Bai Wangyu just opened the curtain and saw the scene in front of him.

The man who knocked over the medicine bowl, dressed in a divine robe, was obviously from the Temple of Heaven. After knocking over Li Ziye's decoction, he was about to leave without looking back.

Bai Wangyu frowned, took two steps forward, grabbed the former's arm, and said flatly, "Apologize."

"Sorry for what?" the man sneered.

"You knocked over my junior brother's medicine, I'll say it again, I apologize." Bai Wangyu said calmly.

"It's because he doesn't have eyes, so he insisted on bumping into me, so why should I apologize?" the man said forcefully.

"Brother, he hit me on purpose, I didn't move at all just now." Chang Yu said angrily.

In the quiet morning, the conflict here quickly attracted the attention of many people.

Even Faru, Chen Qiaoer and the others were startled, and looked towards the past.

Of course, Fa Ru and others are not prepared to intervene, they believe that Wang Yu can handle these matters well.

The premise is that the Li family boy don't get involved.

Everyone was watching, and a group of people quickly gathered in front of the three people's tent.

The disciples of Confucianism and the strong men of the temple all came, staring with big eyes and small eyes, full of anger, one sentence and one sentence, each supporting their own side.

"Again, apologies."

Bai Wangyu, who had always been gentle and refined, had become very tough now, looking at the man in the temple in front of him, he said coldly.

"The disciples of Confucianism are really powerful. The people in my temple are just walking around. If your soup is spilled, you can't handle it yourself. What does it have to do with the people in my temple?"

At this moment, Yan Xiaoyu walked over and said calmly.

"That's right, people from the Confucian sect bully people too much!"

Around, the powerhouses of the temple immediately echoed.

"Amitabha, all benefactors, peace is the most important thing in everything."

Amidst the noise, outside the crowd, a group of monks from the Buddhist sect also stepped forward. The young monk headed by said the Buddha's name first, and then persuaded, "It's better for everyone to take a step back and let this matter be over."

The disciples of Confucianism frowned immediately when they heard the words. This monk would really be sidetracked. This matter is clearly the fault of the Heavenly Mandate Hall, so why should they take a step back?

"Zhaohui, let's give Buddhism a face, so we don't care about it, let's go." Yan Xiaoyu sneered and said.

"Yes, Son of God!"

In the middle of the crowd, the young man who knocked over the medicine bowl slightly bent his mouth, opened his mouth in response, and then turned around to leave.

Unexpectedly!

at this time.

Outside the crowd, a young figure appeared, walked quickly to the man in the temple, and stepped heavily on his instep.

Immediately, a "click" sound of bone cracking resounded in the ears of everyone present.

"what!"

The temple man's face suddenly turned pale, and he fell to his knees.

"presumptuous!"

Seeing this, Yan Xiaoyu's eyes were filled with anger.

"Passing by!"

Li Ziye turned around, glanced at the people in the Buddhist gate and the Tianyu Hall, smiled, and said, "So many people are here, it's really lively, you go on, I'm just walking, I won't bother you. "

"Boy, you are courting death!"

Yan Xiaoyu couldn't contain her anger, and immediately rushed forward.

"boom!"

But there was an astonishing collision, and in front of Yan Xiaoyu, a figure in a white robe stood in front of him, palm strength was exchanged, and the aftermath shook.

"Old Bai, I'm so scared."

From behind, Li Ziye said with a frightened face, "The Son of Heavenly Mandate Palace wants to kill me!"

"Brother Li, don't worry, with me here, he can't touch a hair of yours."

Bai Wangyu flipped his palms and directly shook the Son of Heaven in front of him, and said calmly.

"That's good. I'm still young and haven't married a wife yet. How can I die at the hands of a hypocrite."

Li Ziye said something, looked at Chang Yu in front of him, and said, "Chang Yu, go, go and make me a bowl of medicine."

"Yes, Professor Li."

Chang Yu responded with a smile, then turned around and left quickly.

"Brother Li, I'll help you."

On the side, Wen Xiuru stepped forward and said with a smile.

"Yeah, my feet hurt, the ground is too hard, I just hit it." Li Ziye grinned.

"Does the person who hurt my temple want to leave like this?"

Just when Li Ziye was about to leave, a hoarse voice sounded from behind, and in the eyes of everyone, a haggard old man walked over, dressed in a red robe, with an extremely powerful aura.

"archbishop."

When everyone in the temple saw the person coming, they immediately saluted respectfully.

Liu Rongnv nodded, looked at the young man in front of her, and said coldly, "You are so vicious at such a young age, today, I will teach you a lesson for your elder!"

After finishing speaking, Liu Rongnv raised her hand, a terrifying aura gushed out, and she slapped her directly.

However, at this moment, not far away, an equally powerful aura emerged, shaking the former's palm force away.

"Archbishop Rong, it's not your turn to teach me in the Taixue Palace!"

During the conversation, everyone was watching, a middle-aged man in a Confucian robe walked over, behind him, Chen Qiaoer and Yao Guihai followed, and the whole body's true energy joined hands, like a stormy sea, suppressing the aura of everyone present.