"Brother, no."

The little girl sobbed and pulled the corner of her brother's clothes and said sadly: "Sang Lu doesn't want to leave, Sang Lu doesn't want to be a saint, doesn't want to serve the statue of God, and goes to Feitian. Sang Lu wants to follow the prince. If the prince has a sister-in-law in the future, Sang Lu will sleep in the woodshed. Don't drive Sang Lu away, okay?"

The thin black boy saw his sister sobbing and thrust in pain. But he knew that only by becoming a saint is the only way for his sister to get rid of the evil karma in this life. He was a robber in his previous life and I don’t know how many people he killed, so he was destined to be abdicated by the untouchables for three lifetimes and could not even enter the Buddhist temple. But his sister is different. Her sister is reborn as a lotus and is destined to become a saint. She cannot waste time with him in the untouchables!

Those bad guys on the street are always asking about their sisters these days. If they are allowed to see their beautiful and kind sisters, God knows what these people will do.

A pure and kind person like his sister should live in Ned's temple and be worshipped by believers, rather than in this hell-like place. He must send his sister out and send it to Ned!

Thinking of this, the boy gritted his teeth and suppressed his reluctance in his heart, and said resolutely: "Tomorrow is the day to choose a saint, so sister gets off early!"

After saying that, the boy pulled out the bend beside his pillow and left the inner room. When the curtain fell, it blocked the whimper inside.

Suddenly, a light ringtone came, and the boy's sad face suddenly became cold, and he pulled out the scimitar silently. He floated behind the door like blue smoke, listening carefully to the movement outside the door.

"Dongzhi, Dongzhi." A low voice from a friend sounded outside the door: "There is someone in the tavern who wants to find a guide who can speak official language. Will you answer this job?"

"Check!" With the firm words, the door of the wall was opened. The black and thin boy pulled his knife back into the sheath while flashing out. As soon as he left the door, he locked the door tightly and hung several large locks.

"Dongzhi, every time you see you go out, you lock the door tightly. Are you afraid that your wife will be stolen?"

Confirmed that the door was completely locked, the thin black guy called Dongzhi inserted his scimitar into his belt, turned around and said lightly: "It's because there are too many mechanisms in my room, I'm afraid that those little thieves who don't know how to get in, so I don't have any extra bedding."

The young man who was still teasing just now shook his head in fear and said, "You guy, you are so cruel."

"In this hell, you can't survive without being ruthless!" The thin black guy adjusted the scimitar to the most comfortable position, patted him and looked up, "Why are you so kind today? Leave this good life to me, don't you respect your master?"

"Ah hahaha, of course you have to worry about your job..."

Before he finished speaking, the scimitar was unsheathed and the cold light shone on his eyes. The young man subconsciously closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he felt a cold air coming from half of his neck. A scimitar that was grinding brightly was placed on his neck, and the black and thin boy's eyes were as fierce as an eagle.

The young man begged for mercy with his neck in his arms, "Dongzhi, if you have something to say, put down the scimitar, this knife is too sharp, and my neck will be cut."

The black and thin boy had no expression on his face, pressed his scimitar against the young man's throat and asked coldly: "To be honest, there are obviously people who can speak official language in the tavern, why do you come to me specifically?"

"I said, I said, put the knife down first!" The young man didn't even dare to swallow his saliva, and said the situation in the tavern as if he was pouring beans: "This morning, a masked foreigner came to the city and had a conflict with Master Ke Ludai. I heard that Master Ke Ludai was subdued by him and made a lot of noise."

"God knows how this man found our tavern, but he also knows that there are people who speak Mandarin here, saying that we want to find a guide and interpreter to Ned, but you also know that we are all untouchables, and where can we get close to the Holy City, and even Master Keluda dares to move, maybe he wants to go to the Holy City to do something bad. So no one in the tavern dares to take on this business, but this man is so terrible, his momentum is as powerful as a devil, and he is so vicious that I can't stand it anymore, so I say I know someone who speaks Mandarin."

"Your life is life, not mine?" The thin black guy took back the scimitar and said in confusion: "You don't look like a fool. Since you come out, why don't you run away? Do you really treat your cheap master as your father?"

"Brother Dongzhi, it's not that I don't want to run away, look at the sky." The young man pointed to the sky with a sad face. The thin black guy looked up and looked up. Two Luoyuyuan magnetic beads were floating above the two of them.

The black and thin boy was shocked and wanted to avoid it, but found that one of them was following him, trying to find a place to hide, and an arc fell at his feet and shot out a hole in the ground.

"Brother Dongzhi, stop running away. I have tried it. This bead is more flexible than humans. I have watched it pierce such a thick stone slab." The young man gestured with a sad face: "If we don't go back in half an hour, we will never have to go back."

Dongzhi's face turned pale, and then he knew what kind of disaster the partner in front of him had caused to him. Since the masked monster could subdue Master Ke Luda, it would be no different to killing them than crushing two ants.

The two desperate young men finally did not have the courage to try their best and entered the tavern with heavy steps. As soon as they entered the door, a cool air surged from the soles of their feet and rushed straight to their heads.

A tough character in Hyderabad was lying in a panoramic place, and the tall and thin man wearing a mask and star robe sat in the middle of the "corpses" all over the ground and looked at the two of them.

"Are you the guide?"

The sound of astringent metal scratching made the two of them numb, the thin black guy's head was blank, his legs were trembling uncontrollably, and his lower abdomen felt a warm feeling, as if something was about to flow out, and he opened his mouth, but only the sound of sucking and trembling teeth.

Tang Luo, who had not received a response, frowned in dissatisfaction. If he could understand his words, he would have some expression.

Dongzhi could almost see the dissatisfaction of the man behind Gou Chen's mask, but he couldn't say a word, and there was only a "hohoho" sound in his throat.

I'm going to be killed, I'm going to be killed!

I can't die, I can't die, if I die, who will protect Ah Mei!

Somewhere there was a force, and the black and thin boy said two words: "Yes...me!"

Suddenly, all the pressure in his body disappeared, and the two young men fell to the ground as if they were salvaged from the water, gasping for breath.

Live...have survived?

The two of them couldn't help but think of this, but none of them dared to look up. The corpse of Chen Hengyi was too terrifying, far beyond their perception of ferocity.

If you just find a guide, you will kill a roomful of people. What kind of devil is this masked man?
Chapter completed!