Intuition told Peng Zhan that although this man saved Ye Xiaowu, he was definitely not a good person.
However, whether he is a good person or a bad person, at least he has really helped me.
Therefore, Peng Zhan quickly raised his fists in the air and said loudly: "Thank you, senior, for saving your life."
"According to the agreement, I can only save the same person in Tiandao Palace once. If you want to kill them again, it has nothing to do with me."
Obviously, that guy didn't have much goodwill toward Peng Zhan and the others. He didn't even want other teams to mistake him for Peng Zhan and the others.
Although the Time Ripper was able to renounce its relationship with Peng Zhan and the others in time, it dealt a fatal blow to the surrounding teams because after feeling his super strength, those people suddenly lost their confidence in obtaining the treasure.
Not to mention others, even Peng Zhan felt a deep despair.
In front of the real cultivators, he turned out to be so vulnerable, but he quickly cheered up again.
After all, judging from the tone of the Time and Space Ripper, he should be on the same level as Master Cheng Wanling. As a newcomer in the world of cultivation, it is normal that he cannot compare with people of this level.
And the cultivation level of his master, Lord Lingxiao, is obviously several levels higher than theirs. In other words, as long as he practices diligently, it is entirely possible to surpass these masters one day.
"Why, why did he want to attack me when I was obviously helping him? How can a person be so bad?"
Cheng Wanling carried the monk's body with all her strength and cried very sadly. Although her body was not injured, her outlook on life was dealt a fatal blow.
Cheng Wanling was not stupid, it was just that her master and senior sisters protected her so well that she was unable to come into contact with the dangers of the world.
Her view of right and wrong, good and evil is very simple, and the monk's repayment of kindness and hatred completely exceeds her understanding. Her faith is about to collapse, so she is very sad.
Although Peng Zhan hoped that Cheng Wanling could have a clearer understanding of the world and people's hearts, he did not want her to face the evil in human nature so quickly.
"Ling'er, the great monk is not a bad person. Someone controlled his voice. He became a puppet manipulated by others." Peng Zhan patted Cheng Wanling on the shoulder and comforted softly.
"Ah, is it true?" Cheng Wanling suddenly raised her head and looked at Ye Xiaowu and Han Rubing with hopeful eyes.
The two of them naturally understood Peng Zhan's intentions, and their moods were as conflicted as Peng Zhan's. They wanted Cheng Wanling to be more defensive in front of others, but they were also afraid that the filthiness of reality would stain her pure heart.
Although Ye Xiaowu didn't understand the monk's motive for suddenly attacking Cheng Wanling, she knew that he was definitely not controlled by others as Peng Zhan said, because the eyes of the person being controlled would never be so cruel.
Although she didn't understand, she still chose to cooperate with Peng Zhan. She didn't want Cheng Wanling to be too sad.
"Well, Peng Zhan is right. The monk must have been hit by some kind of ninjutsu from that ninja."
"That's right, I saw that his eyes turned red at that time, so I knew there was danger, so I shouted a warning." Han Rubing also said quickly.
"Ah, that's it. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Grandpa Monk, I wrongly blamed you. I didn't kick you in pain just now."
After saying that, Cheng Wanling bent down very guiltily and gently touched the place where she had just been kicked, as if a monk could still feel the pain.
Seeing this scene, Peng Zhan's eyes became moist. He wanted to ask the monk loudly, wouldn't it be heartbreaking if he could still perceive such a scene?
Perhaps because he was infected by Cheng Wanling's simple kindness, or more likely because he didn't want to lose the opportunity, the surrounding forces slowly dispersed.
