Rong was the merciful Philanthropist Li that the people spoke of.
Even if the commoners were beaten to death, they would never have thought that the recent disappearance of children was related to Philanthropist Li.
At this time, Philanthropist Li's face was pale, and there was some blood at the corner of his mouth. Several broken formation flags were scattered on the ground.
Philanthropist Li held a black long sword and placed it on a woman in green.
The woman in green was young, about 20 years old. She was beautiful, but at this time, there was no trace of blood on her beautiful face.
"Father, what are you doing! Let go of your daughter! "The woman in green begged bitterly.
"Shut up, I am not your father. If it weren't for the cover, I would have killed you long ago," Philanthropist Li reprimanded rudely. Listening to his words, the woman in green did not seem to be his daughter.
"Father, what are you talking about! I don't understand, can you move the sword away first? "The woman in green was confused and begged. Her snow-white neck was a little red.
"Amitabha, Benefactor Li, let go of this woman first! She's innocent, "Monk Shan Yin advised.
"Hmph, I heard that your Buddha had the magnificent feat of feeding an eagle with his own body. Old bald donkey, don't say that I didn't give you a chance. If you kill yourself now, I will let her go. Otherwise, I will kill her immediately," Philanthropist Li snorted and sneered.
"Master, save me," The woman in green looked at Monk Shan Yuan and begged.
"Amitabha, Buddha fed the eagle with his own body to prevent the eagle from killing. I will kill myself to help you kill. Benefactor, in order to prevent other people from being killed, I can only sacrifice you. Don't worry, I will release your soul after this. I will not let you become a lonely ghost," After that, Monk Shan Yuan's lips moved quickly, and suddenly bursts of Sanskrit sound rang out.
The golden light of the Buddha beads shone brightly, ready to attack Philanthropist Li at any time.
Seeing this, Philanthropist Li's face changed greatly. He moved the black long sword and pushed the woman in green forward. At the same time, his lips moved, and suddenly a yellow light appeared on his body. He flew backward to the wall behind him and suddenly disappeared, as if he had passed through the wall.
"Ouch." The girl in green fell into Monk Shan Yuan's arms. Instantly, her body became soft and fragrant.
Monk Shan Yuan subconsciously wanted to push the green-clothed woman away, but when he remembered that she was still injured, it seemed inappropriate to do so. However, his face suddenly paled and he slapped the green-clothed woman with his palm. At the same time, he quickly retreated.
"Hehe, Master, aren't you merciful? Why are you attacking me? "The green-clothed woman giggled and looked at the monk with a flirtatious expression. Compared to before, she was like a completely different person.
"You …" Monk Shan Yuan stared at the woman in green, his face full of disbelief. He clutched his chest with his right hand. A black dagger was stabbed into his chest, and the blood that flowed out was dark brown.
"What's wrong with me? Are you curious why there's no Yin energy on my body? Although the dead will keep secrets, I still don't intend to tell you. "The woman in green narrowed her eyes and said with a smile.
If they had not seen it with their own eyes, few would have believed that this seemingly harmless and delicate girl had killed Monk Shandao.
At this time, there was a burst of servants shouting in the distance. It seemed that the previous fighting had woken them up.
The green-clothed woman frowned and raised one hand. A silver light flashed out, and in the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of Monk Shan Yuan.
Monk Shan Yuan did not move. His eyes were blank, and his right hand was tightly clutching his chest. Seeing the silver light coming, he did not react.
The silver light swept past Monk Shan Yuan's waist, and his body was split into two. Black blood flowed all over the ground.
Seeing this scene, the green-clothed woman nodded with satisfaction. She waved one hand, and the silver light returned to her hand. The silver light was a crescent-shaped silver machete.
After putting away the silver machete, the green-clothed woman shook her sleeve, and the door of the attic closed automatically.
As soon as she finished all this, a concerned voice came from outside the door.
"Miss, are you okay?"
"What's wrong? Huan 'er, what happened? Why is it so noisy? "The green-clothed woman said faintly, looking weak.
"Nothing. It seems that there are thieves. Butler Li and Protector Chen brought people to see. "
"Oh, I see! I'm fine, you let them leave! They are disturbing my rest. "
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