Fast time travel: The sick and paranoid villains all spoil me

As the Buddha's name sounded, a round and bright head slowly appeared from the other side of the stairs.

The visitor was Monk Moxin, the abbot of Wanfo Temple.

He has kind eyes and a rich face, but he is sweating profusely and panting.

It seemed as if he had run eight hundred miles.

And there was a long line of people behind him, all of them were sweating profusely and panting.

Gu Ruojiao: "?"

I didn't know I thought it was a marathon.

Seeing the person coming, Mei didn't say a word but flicked her sleeve in a calm manner, and slapped the head of Zhuoyang Villa severely.

The slap was caught off guard, the head of Zhuoyang Villa felt a gust of wind sweeping across his face, and in the next second, a burning pain came from his cheek.

The strength was so great that he even fell to the ground, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

With such a strong internal force, everyone present was shocked and fearful.

Mei Buyu acted like a normal person: "Old monk, why didn't you come here after I killed everyone."

Mo Xin: "Amitabha, Lord of Plum Valley, when is the time to repay the injustice."

Mei Buyu didn't take it seriously: "I killed them all, isn't it over?"

After all, everyone is dead, who else can take revenge.

Monk Moxin choked: "..."

But his disciple couldn't stand it: "How can I blame my master, if you didn't come early, why would we be in such a hurry!"

It was clearly agreed that Wei Shi would set off at the beginning of the year, but Mei Buyu unexpectedly moved ahead of schedule.

As a result, they rushed over in a hurry, almost out of breath from running all the way.

In the end, Renmei didn't say a word, not only did she not feel guilty, but she seemed to have remembered something, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly: "Because I think it's best to kill at three o'clock in the afternoon."

After speaking, his eyes turned slightly, and he looked at the people lying in a mess on the ground, and said thoughtfully: "I heard that people who die at this hour are not even allowed to be ghosts. I'm a little curious if it's true."

Wen Chongshan, including Tianshan School and Zhuoyang Villa, all turned dark when they heard the words.

Monk Mo Xin clasped his hands together: "Amitabha..."

Obviously, there is absolutely no way this master can do it.

At this time, the people following Mo Xin also arrived one after another.

Seeing people crying in pain, they all looked at each other, and then they all looked at Monk Moxin.

Gu Ruojiao glanced roughly, and found that apart from Wanfo Temple, there were three other villas from the four major villas, and six other gates except Qingyun Gate and Dufeng Gate.

Although she had learned from the system that there were still many sects that did not talk to Mei, Gu Ruojiao still did not expect so many sects to come.

I really don't know when Mei Buyu made these arrangements.

Perhaps it should be said that as early as the day he received the news from the disciples of the Sacred Valley of Medicine, he had already anticipated what would happen next.

This kind of person who takes one step and sees ten steps, how can Wen Chongshan be his opponent.

Not even shoes!

And at this moment, Wen Chongshan became poisoned.

His poisonous hair looks terrible.

At first I felt hot all over, and then I felt pain like a needle prick.

He quickly rolled up his sleeves, and saw that the skin on his arm turned blue visibly with the naked eye.

How could Wen Chongshan not know that he was poisoned!

"Where's the arrow?! Where's the arrow?!" He was terrified, and pushed his wife away, trying to get the arrow back.

But with so many people here, the arrow had already been kicked to nowhere.

His wife Shao Pingting was startled by his sudden madness: "Sir, what's wrong with you, Mr.?"

She wanted to hold him, but she touched something sticky, cold and uncomfortable.

She looked down, and then screamed out in fright!