The third world does not cross the demon

"Yes!" The leading general quickly dispatched troops.

To encircle and suppress a small Pudu Temple, the Seventh Prince actually dispatched an army of ten thousand people!Surround the small Pudu Temple, not even a fly can fly in!

"Monk! Wait until I catch you! I will make you feel the pain of this king! Then I will smash your body into thousands of pieces and throw your bones into ashes!" The Seventh Prince's eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Master Abbot, it's not good! It's not good!" A little novice ran to Monk Budu's meditation room in a panic, and tripped over the high threshold because he was too impatient.

"Worriless, why are you panicking?" Monk Budu put down the Buddhist scriptures in his hand, helped the little novice monk who had tripped on the ground, and patted the dust on his body with his broad palm.

"Master Abbot, something is wrong! Outside the temple, many officers and soldiers have come and surrounded us!" The little novice's big watery eyes seemed to be about to cry.

Monk Budu frowned resolutely, and was about to speak when the door of the meditation room was kicked open roughly, and dozens of guards with swords poured into the whole meditation room in the blink of an eye.

Monk Budu hurriedly pulled the little novice behind him, and facing the guards, clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha! I don't know what you do for all the benefactors coming to this temple?"

"What are you doing? Of course it was ordered by the prince to wash your Pudu Temple with blood!" The leading general that day shouted loudly...

An hour ago, in Fengyue Building, Young Master Lian Yue was lazily leaning against the window, fingering a few peach blossoms with his slender fingers like jade, but he was disturbed by the sound of horseshoes downstairs.

He leaned over to look, but saw a large number of soldiers riding war horses, roaring past...

"Oh? What happened in the majestic capital? How could such a large army be mobilized?" Young Master Lian Yue frowned slightly, biting his pretty lips lightly with his white teeth.

"Heh, it seems that I am really free. What happened in the capital? What does it have to do with me?" Young Master Lian Yue was about to turn around, but he caught a glimpse of the familiar golden silk sedan chair from the corner of his eye, and his body was startled.

This is the sedan chair of the Seventh Prince!

When Young Master Lian Yue thought about what happened that night, his body shook violently. It seemed that the rumors were very likely to be true...

Then, he is so mobilizing teachers and mobilizing people at this moment, he must have settled this account on that Budu monk in Pudu Temple!

It seems that Pudu Temple is another bloody day today!

Young Master Lian Yue turned around, brewed a cup of good scented tea for himself, put it on his lips and sipped it gracefully, laughed at himself, and sighed, "Lian Yue, Lian Yue! What does the bloodbath of the Seventh Prince have to do with you?"

After tasting the tea, I didn't know what to think of, and suddenly used my internal force to shatter the teacup, squinted my eyes and said fiercely: "But, I will never let the seventh prince have a good time like this!"

After finishing speaking, like a ghost, he jumped lightly along the window and mixed into the market...