The man in yellow is actually a bald head, to be exact, a monk. He is dressed in yellow robes and has a ring scar on his head. It seems that he is a real warrior monk. He should not be over 30 years old.

This made Di Ping a little surprised, but he was relieved when he thought about it. This village is not far from Shaolin, the Buddhist holy land. It's no wonder that there are martial monks here.

"Who are you? Why attack us

Di Ping stood on the boulder, staring at the monk in his eyes, and asked in a deep voice. His voice was full of anger. No matter whether he was a warrior monk who dared to hurt him, he would never let go.

"Amitabha... I don't mean to hurt people."

The monk knew that he couldn't walk away and didn't do any more actions. Looking at di Ping on the boulder, he suddenly bowed with one hand and praised the Buddha's name.

"Ha ha... No harm!"

Di Ping laughed angrily, and the chill in his eyes was even stronger. He didn't think that the monk opened his eyes to tell a lie. This made him angry. He asked in a colder voice:

"then I ask you, what did you do when you didn't say hello just now. Don't say you invited us to a banquet!"

"Amitabha! Benefactor, please don't be angry. You suddenly appear here. I don't know the enemy or friend. I just want to capture the female benefactor and ask the reason why! "

The middle-aged monk didn't get angry because of Di Ping's angry words, but he still gave a light ceremony and praised the Buddha's name.

"Stinky monk, who are you bluffing? Let me give you a punch to see if you're angry? "

Xingchi monk's voice has just dropped, and di Ping has not said a word. The little girl Luo Xinyi quit. She may have been frightened and didn't speak at all. This will reflect that hearing Xingchi's words makes her angry and frighten her to be so cruel that she even says no intention of talking to anyone. So she waves her fist and says softly.

"Benefactor! I don't mean to hurt the benefactor, but if you are abrupt, please forgive me! "

Looking at Luo Xinyi, the Xingchi monk made a slight bow and bow to apologize. Although he expressed his apology, he looked awe inspiring. He didn't feel that he was wrong, more like Luo Xinyi.

"Smelly monk looking for a fight!"

Luo Xinyi seems to be annoyed by the warrior monk's manner. With a delicate drink, she has already thrown herself down from the boulder.

Di Ping did not pay attention to pull her back, but it was too late. He wanted to let Luo Xinyi come back, but he also wanted to see how the monk's fighting power was. If he had his own watch, Luo Xinyi's life would not be in danger, so he stopped and stood still.

Luo Xinyi seems to be possessed by the God of war at this time. Although she is usually confused, she seems to be a little Tyrannosaurus as soon as she gets angry. Her usual confused state disappears. What she brings is a sharp edge and is full of Pengbai's fighting spirit.

With a drink of anger, her body like a wild goose straight down from the boulder, people in the air, a fist has been toward the crazy monk below.

"Amitabha

It's obvious that Xingchi is not a good stubble. Instead, she doesn't shrink because she is in a circle. Instead, she looks down at Luo Xinyi, and her eyes are boiling with war spirit. She murmurs a Buddha's name, and she takes a measure to cut Luo Xinyi forward with a knife.

Martial monks are Buddhist Dharma protectors. They are not Buddhist practices chanting Buddhist dharma, but angry eyed vajras who protect the way with martial arts. All of them are superb in martial arts and fierce in nature.

Since ancient Chinese literature has no first place and martial arts have no second place, martial monks can not avoid vulgarity. Just now, Luo Xinyi suddenly makes a fight, which is just right with him.

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