Paranoid villains attack me after dressing as a cheat

Young Master Zhou raised his eyebrows, he naturally knew.

Aware of their killing intent.

Kasyapa didn't even have time to mourn that his old water tank was gone.

He looked at Sang Jia in shock, his eyes were slightly red: "Sang Jia, you can't do this."

Sanga: "Amituofo, what are you talking about?"

"I haven't done anything."

Sanga speaks every word.

As of now, there is nothing left to say.

Young Master Zhou glanced at those villagers sympathetically.

Then, he slowly raised his hand again.

Jiang Yunqi's heart rose.

Almost immediately said: "Wait."

Now, everyone looked at Jiang Yunqi.

Jiang Yunqi swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

It's dying.

It's progressing so fast, and he hasn't figured out a way yet.

He glanced at the villagers who were being suppressed, as well as the people of Mr. Zhou next to him.

They all had sabers around their waists, as long as Mr. Zhou gave an order, and Yin Wuxu was even a second slower, these people would die.

Not to mention, he hasn't persuaded Yin Wuxu to save people...

Young Master Zhou looked at Jiang Yunqi with interest.

"Friend Daoist, what do you want to say?"

Jiang Yunqi's mind was running fast.

After a while, he said, "I have a way."

Hearing this, San Jia raised his head to look at him, and asked calmly, "What can I do?"

Jiang Yunqi was transmitting voice to Yin Wuxu at this time.

"Brother Wuxu, we can't ignore so many lives..."

He was about to start persuading him earnestly.

Yin Wuxu's indifferent voice rang in his head.

The man's voice was deep and hoarse, and he said pleasantly: "When did I say I don't care?"

Jiang Yunqi was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head to look at Yin Wuxu in disbelief.

Yin Wuxu also looked at him sideways, his black eyes were quiet.

Jiang Yunqi: "!!!"

Eyes suddenly lit up.

Brother Wuxu is serious!

On the other side, Sang Jia was a little dissatisfied: "Quickly tell me, what is the solution?"

Jiang Yunqi blinked, smiled and said, "Turn around, turn around, and leave."

San Jia was taken aback for a moment, then narrowed his eyes: "What did you say?"

Young Master Zhou also looked unhappy.

Jiang Yunqi kindly reminded: "If I were you, I would turn around and leave immediately."

Young Master Zhou twitched his lips, looked at Jiang Yunqi and said, "Do you know what you're talking about?"

Jiang Yunqi nodded.

Of course he knew.

Jiaye glanced at Jiang Yunqi and Yin Wuxu worriedly: "Benefactor Jiang, benefactor Yin, this matter has nothing to do with you."

Jiang Yunqi raised his eyebrows: "Who said it doesn't matter anymore, you are our friend."

Mr. Zhou sneered, a little funny.

"The two fellow daoists are trying to meddle in their own business?"

With Yin Wuxu behind him supporting him, Jiang Yunqi has the confidence to speak.

He said word by word: "I said, we and Kasyapa are friends."

Mr. Zhou looked suddenly enlightened.

Then he laughed twice.

"Yes, then, let me see how you can save your friend."

After all, he once again raised his hand that had been raised three times.

Kasyapa let out a groan from his throat.

I couldn't bear to close my eyes.

"Om..."

Young Master Zhou's entourage drew out their sabers in unison.

The sound of the sword and the lament of the old man and the cry of the children were intertwined to form a heavy tune.

Young Master Zhou let out a word from his throat coldly: "Kill."

Sanga also closed his eyes, and quickly coiled the Buddha string in his hand.

However, the next second when everyone raised their swords and fell.

There was no sound of blood gushing or heads falling to the ground.

There was only one muffled grunt after another.

Young Master Zhou's eyes widened in disbelief, and he looked at Yin Wuxu in horror.

At this time, the coercion on Yin Wuxu's body was unreservedly released.

Transformation period...

The jet-black hair was like a winding flower, exploding behind him.

The strong wind swept across, and the man standing in the middle of the storm was a god in this world.

Those who raised their swords and pressed down on the villagers all flew several meters away.

The swords in his hands were all hanging in the air.

The tip of the sword is facing the heads of those people, wanting to fall but not fall.

Everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them.

The audience was silent.

The restraint on Jiang Yunqi was also lifted.

The spiritual energy at the peak of the foundation building period also leaked out, making Mr. Zhou's complexion even paler.

He looked at Yin Wuxu in disbelief, his face pale.

Then, with a plop, he knelt down.

Without the arrogance just now, I wish I could bury my face in the ground.

With a trembling voice, he said, "I'm sorry..."

"I'm sorry, but I don't know Taishan with my eyes."

"I also ask the senior to spare my life..."

Sang Jia's face was ashen, and the Buddha string in his hand fell to the ground.

Looking at Kasyapa's eyes seemed to be poisoned.

Why...

Why is Kasyapa's luck so good?

Why can he have the gift of the true Buddha?

Why can he get acquainted with the great power of the transformation stage?

That was the period of transformation...

Jiaye was also confused, he stared blankly at Yin Wuxu: "Friend Yin..."

Then, he turned his head and looked at Jiang Yunqi blankly: "Jiang Daoyou..."

Jiang Yunqi blinked at him.

"Kashyapa, don't worry."

"never mind."

That Young Master Zhou was still kowtowing, his body shaking like a sieve.

The rest of the people also looked at the sword hanging above their heads in horror, not daring to breathe.

The villagers all gathered together and huddled together, looking at Yin Wuxu and Jiang Yunqi in shock and admiration.

It's like looking at a god or a Bodhisattva who is hard to save people.

For the first time, Jiang Yunqi experienced the sense of accomplishment after saving someone.

Really, pretty good...

Yin Wuxu calmly said, "Jiang Yunqi, what do you want to do?"

Jiang Yunqi looked at Mr. Zhou, who kept apologizing in embarrassment, and Sang Jia, who was ashen-faced.

These are all villains, punishing the evil and promoting the good should be what the male lead should do.

Save the good people, then the bad ones, naturally... get rid of them.

Jiang Yunqi's eyes became indifferent.

"Brother Wuxu, kill them all."

"Otherwise, staying in this world would be a disaster."

Maybe more people will die at their hands.

Hearing these words, Young Master Zhou raised his head in horror: "Senior, please forgive me."

After all, he pointed his finger at Sanga: "It's him, he made me do this."

"Senior, please forgive me, I just want to earn some money."

"Forgive me..."

Seeing Mr. Zhou pointing at him, Sang Jia's face turned pale.

Jiang Yunqi hesitated again.

Indeed, as Yin Wuxu said before, no cultivator has blood on his hands.

Do things with money, the strong are respected, this is a generally accepted rule in the cultivation world.

Mr. Zhou is not a heinous crime.

The most sinful person is Sanga...