A few bean soldiers stood nearby, as if watching a show.

"A few good men, keep an eye on him for me. When Mr. Luo comes back, there may be some interrogation value."

"..."

The bean soldiers turned around wordlessly, walked over with heavy steps, and surrounded the veteran.

A figure in the distance came over the wall with a sword in hand, still waving the fly whisk in the air.

She is my little junior sister.

Mr. Luo walked out from another door.

Lin Jue saw them, but ignored them. He just walked up to the guardian warrior god and slapped him with his palm.

The Protector Martial God was still struggling.

But Lin Jue felt another palpitation in his heart.

"Um……"

Now I am satisfied.

Lin Jue stopped procrastinating, lowered his head to blow the wind, and filled it with flowers.

The statue soon became immobile.

At this time, the night breeze was blowing gently and the glow was not dark, so the Taoist temple seemed to be quiet again.

The young Taoist stood beside the statue with his sword in hand, his clothes and hair lifted by the night wind. Two more people came towards him from different directions, and the three of them met.

Lin Jue then raised his head and looked at Mr. Luo and his junior sister:

"How are you doing there?"

"There is no difficulty. Although these Taoist priests are good at swordsmanship and must have worked hard on weekdays, they have rarely experienced fighting, which is not worth mentioning." Luo Gong said, "Except for some little babies, Luo did not let go of anyone else.

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"I don't have little kids there, only a few middle-aged people and an old Taoist priest." The junior sister said with her sword behind her back. "They couldn't fight me, so they released a lot of bugs, but I had a bell. Later, later they became

A few stone sculptures are harder than many rocks, so I thought there was nothing I could do against them... By the way, I asked Fuyao to help that fellow Taoist Wan."

"Um."

Lin Jue nodded.

The two of them looked at the two huge and broken guardian martial gods on the ground, which were covered with flowers. They were about to ask Lin Jue, when suddenly there was some movement in the distance.

The three of them turned their heads.

Under the skylight, a huge white shadow lightly crossed the courtyard wall, but did not fall immediately. Instead, it continued to ride on the wind and fell right next to them.

When they saw Fuyao, the three of them knew that it was almost over for fellow Taoist Wan.

"Thanks a lot."

This was a fox that was almost as tall as Lin Jue standing on the ground. Its hair was long and soft. He could naturally touch its neck hair when he raised his hand.

At the same time, check its body to see if there are any injuries.

After making sure it was okay, he looked to the west again.

A short and thin figure covered in blood, holding a long knife, was walking out of a round door. He also looked at them.

As expected, he was the last one.

And it was with the help of a real fox.

Wan Xinrong thought like this, stumbled to Lin Jue's side, and still took the lead in saluting:

"Thank you Master Lin for avenging me!"

"I'm not specifically trying to avenge you. I just can't stand it anymore and want to get some clarity." Lin Jue said and looked at him again. "It seems that fellow Taoist Wan was seriously injured."

"Wan is a practitioner of the Five Elements Spiritual Technique, so it won't be a problem." Wan Xinrong said, "Thanks to the help of the fox from the Taoist family, otherwise Wan might have hindered a few of you."

"How can this be said?"

Lin Jue didn't say anything more to him, but looked at Luo Gong again, pointing to the old Taoist priest who fell on the ground not far away: "This is the master of Jingyun Temple, Qingquanzi. I knocked him unconscious and didn't take any pictures."

He lives his life just thinking that Luo Gong might be willing to ask something from him."

"Yes." Luo Monk nodded, "I just happen to have some teenage Taoist priests here. I want to examine them all. If nothing else, I can see if it's worth keeping their lives."

"Leave this troublesome matter to Luo Gong!"

"It doesn't matter." Luo Gong said calmly, "I wonder if the brothers outside caught a few of them and ran away."

"It's not advisable to stay here for a long time."

Lin Jue glanced at the distance. Although the place was already in a mess, the living room was still intact. He knew without looking that there must be pilgrims hiding in the corner, most likely shivering:

"Let's leave a message and then leave."

"good!"

Lin Jue glanced at his junior sister.

The little junior sister understood in an instant, put the long sword and whisk under her ribs, stepped forward, stretched out a finger as a pen, and a rare intact bluestone brick on the ground became paper.

When Lin Jue spoke, she began to write.

The fox also came over to take a look.

Only Wan Xinrong stood there, weak and dizzy, but he couldn't help turning his head around and looking at the yard.

The courtyard was already in a mess. It was no longer the same as when we first came in. The corpses of Taoist priests were everywhere. Not only young Taoist priests, but also many middle-aged Taoist priests and even three old Taoist priests. Their number probably accounted for all the Taoist priests in the entire Jingyun Temple.

More than half of.

The dormitory collapsed, the floor tiles were cracked, and half of the wall collapsed. In addition to the Taoist priests, there were two huge protector warriors on the ground.

Not to mention how powerful the Protector Martial God is, just looking at a huge golden mace and a huge spear lying on the ground, you will know that it is definitely not something that human beings can compete with.

And the owner of Jingyun Temple...

And this Master Lin not only defeated so many people by himself, he even left Qingquanzi alive.

Wan Xinrong couldn't imagine what kind of skill this was.
Chapter completed!