Xiao Zhuo knew very well what it meant to take away the urn. He also wanted to know who the other party was, but the disagreement with Nian made her unable to speak, but she couldn't help but feel a little envy in her heart.

Xiaodie didn't know what to say at this time. She had been against Xiao Zhuo for many years, but she was just competing for favor and gaining status to protect herself, and half was acting for her grandmother to show her to dispel his suspicion. Although she didn't say it on the surface, she had long felt a sense of mutual appreciation. Now she was about to part ways, and she found a master who looked very powerful and was very good to herself. She inevitably felt reluctant to part with her former sisters.

In fact, tonight she should stay in the restaurant to help her new owner Wang Zheng train the ghosts who were caught by the rabbit, or follow Wang Zheng to watch the live broadcast of the fight there. However, when she saw Xiao Zhuoganhe on the verge of death, she felt a few more sad feelings about the death of the rabbit and the fox, asking Wang Zheng to send troops to rescue her.

Wang Zheng's expression was a bit strange at that time. After asking Jin Liuniang to explain it to her, she sent her to check the situation.

After Xiaodie arrived, she kept hiding behind Lanruo Temple to watch. Not only did she see Yan Chixia turning around and hitting the window, but the beginning of the battle between the old tree demon and the old monk, she also saw the little monk's rescue of Xiao Zhuo. She was surprised and became a little interested in Shifang, which is why she kept teasing the little monk as soon as she appeared.

The two looked at each other quietly for a while, Xiaodie nodded and said nothing, and flew up directly, with a little laughter.

Xiao Zhuo looked at her quietly with his head held high, until Xiaodie's figure disappeared, and then he uttered two words: "Take care!"

......

The little monk was released from under the skirt by Xiao Zhuo. Although his face towards his thighs was already red, he hurriedly said: "What's going on? How's it?"

"It's okay!" Xiao Zhuo smiled and shook his head. When the little monk asked again, she stopped talking.

It seems that Xiaodie, as a ghost, has also found her own home, which makes Xiaozhuo feel a little depressed. However, after looking back in front of him, he is obviously very worried about his master. However, the little monk who has been waiting for him to fully recover has also become a little softer inside.

"Then I'm back, be careful!"

"Go! Go!"

The little monk nodded to Xiao Zhuo, turned around and ran back. Xiao Zhuo stood there, looking at the little monk's back, knowing that he had disappeared and did not leave.

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When the little monk ran back, Yan Chixia was trying to get up with a choking and chirping.

This time he was in trouble. He had lost more than a thousand taels of silver and was chased by the demons. Not only did he get hurt, but his stomach was in a mess, but his head was spinning.

However, he had been trying to move because he had personally experienced the power of the big tongue. Although the old monk had resisted it at this time, he could not hold on for long just by judging it, so it would be better to seize the time to escape.

Yan Chixia had thought about turning back and helping the old monk resist the monsters together, but at this time he couldn't stand up even when fighting, so he didn't have to mention using the magic tricks. He would definitely be giving food to the monsters, or he would run away.

Shifang ran in from behind. First, he looked forward and looked at the battlefield. Seeing that although the master looked serious and frowned, he was still fighting with the two huge tongues. It seemed that there would be no problem for a while.

Only then did he turn around and run to Yan Chixia, preparing to see how he was doing.

In fact, the little monk Shifang felt that he didn't feel good about Yan Chixia's impression. Because neither side was fired on both sides he and Yan Chixia had seen. The first time he was in the straw shed, he not only had to piece together the body in the heavy rain, but also burned the straw shed so that they could not shelter from the rain. The second time it was even more excessive, and he cut off half of his back basket with his sword. Although the Golden Buddha did not have any accidents over this incident, Shifang was still very dissatisfied.

If it is said according to the original intention of the young monk, Yan Chixia is lying there, so it cannot be wet with the rain. In addition, it cannot be killed, so it is not considered a loss to the Buddha's heart. But now his master is fighting with the fairy, so it is obvious that Yan Chixia, who has two tricks, can help the master.

He was thinking about getting Yan Chixia up to help the master collect the monsters. He saw that he had fallen in a circle, so he simply ran over and slapped Yan Chixia in the mouth. While slapping, he shouted: "Hey! Wake up! Wake up! The monster is here!"

Yan Chixia's head was dizzy, and her face suddenly felt a little painful. It was so good that he had recovered a little after lying down for a long time, and then he sat up crookedly.

Shifang was very happy and shouted quickly: "Yan Chixia, hurry up! The fairy is right outside Mina, go and help my master!"

Yan Chixia shook her head and didn't say anything. She stood up and walked in the other direction!

"Hey! The monster is over there!" The little monk came up and wanted to pull him.

Yan Chixia thought to herself, can I not know that the monster is behind? It is because he is behind that I want to run forward!

He had a good idea in his mind. An old monk stared at him behind him, and a little monk in the middle attracted attention. He has recovered almost now, and the magic spell can be used in general, so there is absolutely no problem to run away.

Otherwise, there is a saying that people are not as good as God. He planned it well, but unexpectedly, a burst of black smoke was everywhere outside, followed by a whirlwind "huh" and the tree demon grandma is coming!

Without saying a word, he used a big move with a tree root entangled. He knew that there were two people in the Lanruo Temple hall and wanted to trap them first.

The two of them were not prepared and could only struggle continuously. Yan Chixia was still better. She felt her big sword at some point and waved the tree roots spreading all over the sky and the ground. The little monk was much worse. Although the scriptures he recited in his mouth were a bit powerful, it was obviously much worse when facing the old tree demon. It was with Yan Chixia's help that he struggled to support it.

The old monk was much more enjoyable. He took out a Buddhist instrument from his back basket, and threw it out directly, regardless of whether it was a whisk or a magic plate. Then the roots on the ground made a series of explosions and roars, blowing all the nearby trees to pieces.

The black clouds covered the moon, and water vapor filled the air, and a mixed voice of men and women slowly came out: "Die Monk! Don't think that your magic power is higher than mine, so you can do anything to me!"

After fighting for so long, the old monster's true body was finally forced out. The old monk was also excited and said seriously: "Tree Monster! You are killing innocent people indiscriminately! I, Baiyun, must subdue you today so that you can experience what karma is!"

"Karma?" The tree demon Angtian laughed and said, "Don't laugh to death. When is it now? You still hold your old antique that will reward you with good things and evil things!"

"This is a cycle of nature and will never change!"

"The law of heaven?" The tree demon snorted disdainfully and said, "Now it is in a chaotic world. The law of heaven has long been blinded by the chaos in the world. The law of heaven has long been no longer considered. Do you know that evil people can be buried in a grand manner after death, but good people can only throw themselves into the wilderness? Do you know that there are a lot of evil people who kill and set fire, and good people who build bridges and pave the roads in the end either break their legs or are blind? Do you know that evil people in the city of vain can run rampant without any stalemate, with big fish and meat every day, while good people can only be trampled under their feet and suffer every day? Hell is like the world, without the law of heaven. Some are only strength!"

"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and it's the shore to turn around! You monster are talking nonsense, I won't kill you today!" The remarks of the tree demon grandma really made the old monk angry and afraid. He was so angry that he was justified in being a villain, and he simply regarded being a villain as his ideal, and killing innocent people indiscriminately as a profession. He was so afraid that what he said was true. The world has become a chaotic world at this time, and he knew very well that he would definitely not be much better in hell.

The old monk couldn't listen anymore, so he reached out and paused his Zen stick, and raised his hand to make a move. He heard someone shouting from behind and jumping out of the hall.
Chapter completed!