"Do you think I am a fool?"
"In this case, there is nothing left to talk about."
"There is a little beauty buried with me when I die. My life is worth it!"
As he spoke, Fozi lifted Ah Jin up with one hand and pinched Ah Jin's neck. In an instant, Ah Jin's face turned purple.
"No, show mercy!"
Ah Dao was shocked and threw the weapon into his hand. He raised his hands and couldn't stop pleading.
Fozi said nothing, just stared at Chen Kan.
Seeing this, A Dao suddenly knelt down, hugged Chen Kan's thigh and begged: "Sir, please save A Jin, I am humble, I am willing to work hard for you in my life, please save A Jin." "
At the same time, Ah Jin opened his eyes and saw Ren Shao with black eyes and white eyes, who had reached the critical point of suffocation.
Chen Kan's face turned pale and he suddenly shouted: "Make way!"
"Sir, you must not..."
"Give Way!"
Chen Kan interrupted Fang Xu who was still trying to persuade him.
Mu Sheng's personal guards looked at each other, and finally reluctantly gave way to the encirclement.
Seeing this, Buddha loosened his hands a little, and Ah Jin's complexion improved visibly. His legs kept kicking, but he couldn't make a sound.
As Buddha retreated towards the opening, he looked at Chen Kan and teased: "I will repay you for today's shame."
Chen Kan looked at him with a stern face and said coldly: "I hope you will keep your word."
"Hahahahaha..."
Buddha withdrew from the crowd, smiling as he did so: "Don't worry, I always mean what I say."
As soon as he finished speaking, the girl in his hand flew straight towards the crowd like a kite with a broken string.
"Akin!"
Chen Kan and Ah Dao rushed toward Ah Jin.
Fozi also took this opportunity to climb up the tree trunk with the help of the iron rope around his waist.
"Chase!"
Mu Sheng's personal guards immediately chased in the direction where Fozi fled.
"Ha ha ha ha......"
The arrogant laughter of Buddha echoed in the forest. Seeing Ah Jin falling steadily into Ah Dao's arms, Chen Kan quickly joined the chasing army.
But Fozi's figure was extremely flexible. He swung through the dense towering ancient trees and left his pursuers behind.
Everyone ran all the way and finally saw Fozi in front of a cliff.
He turned around and looked at Chen Kan's face, suddenly showing a strange smile.
"Chen Kan, see you later!"
After leaving a few words, Fozi turned around and jumped towards the cliff.
Chen Kan chased him to the edge of the cliff. Looking at the bottomless cliff, his expression suddenly turned ugly.
He suddenly realized that it was definitely premeditated by Buddha to lead him here.
As for the premeditated plan, it was nothing more than buying time for the saint to escape.
"Sir, what should I do?"
The faces of the soldiers were also ugly. So many people besieged a Buddha, but in the end they allowed him to escape. If this spread, they would lose face.
Especially Mu Sheng's personal guards, they usually consider themselves elites, but now that the Buddha has disappeared without a trace under their noses, this is even more uncomfortable than killing them.
"Immediately send people down the mountain to search, if you want to see people alive or dead, or see corpses!"
Even though he knew that the Buddha had escaped, Chen Kan was still very unwilling.
What if Buddha falls to his death?
Although this hope was slim, Chen Kan felt that he had to do something, otherwise the anger in his heart would not be suppressed.
...
Of course Fozi was not dead. He was sliding down the cliff along a thick vine.
Chen Kan's guess was correct. Fo Zi found this escape route in a hurry.
And when he led Chen Kan and a group of others to the edge of the cliff, he was indeed trying to buy time for the saint to come down the mountain.
After all, the saint is just an ordinary woman. She is not a Buddhist who grew up among monkeys. She cannot walk on the cliff like him.
As for why he tried so hard to save the saint instead of leaving her to escape alone, there are two reasons.
Firstly, he really couldn't bear to part with such an excellent dual-cultivation cauldron, and secondly, it was much easier to save a saint than to cultivate a puppet after he returned to Shu.
His roots are in Shu, and it is impossible for him to go to Jiangsu and Zhejiang to directly rule the territory of Dongfozi, so it is still necessary to have a puppet who obeys his words.
As for how this bitch dared to collude with outsiders to murder him this time, considering that Nan Fozi had already died in that person's hands and the bitch had not said a word about the torture he had suffered during this period, he decided to temporarily reveal the truth. Pass.
As for whether we want to settle old scores in the future, it depends on whether this bitch will listen or not.
If she is obedient, he doesn't mind continuing to support her; if she is disobedient, he doesn't mind changing to an obedient puppet.
It was a pity that the saint he had planned to train to control Yunnan was rescued by that person, which made him feel a little sad.
You must know that even with his status, it is impossible to eat the Paradise Pill as a jelly bean.
However, the woman had eaten the Paradise Pills, and if she didn't continue to provide her with Paradise Pills, she probably wouldn't be able to survive for long.
I felt regretful in my heart for a while, and the Buddhist disciple had nowhere to spread his anger.
That man was almost like his nemesis.
Last time he was chased like a lost dog in Shu, he could still comfort himself by saying that he didn't know, so he was caught off guard.
But this time, he was fully prepared and even chose countless escape routes. In the end, he was chased to the end with nowhere to go, which made him somewhat powerless.
What's more important is the three thousand backbones he brought. Except for him and the saint, all of them will sleep in the land of Yunnan forever.
When he thought about the loss of so many elites, he couldn't help but feel throbbing pain in his heart.
Even if he is a disciple of Buddhism and can use the resources of the White Lotus Sect in Shu at his disposal, the loss of so many elites is enough to severely damage his vitality. He will not have three to five years to recover, and I am afraid that he will never be able to survive again. The power of Shu.
And above the Buddha, there is the Holy Mother. Even when he was talking nonsense to Yamada Jiro, he bluntly said that he didn't take the Holy Mother seriously at all. This time, he couldn't help but have a headache.
Before you know it, the cliff has reached the bottom.
At the bottom of the cliff is a small river several feet wide. The water is not deep but the current is fast.
The woman with fluttering clothes standing on the boulder looked back, forming a sharp contrast with the embarrassed Buddha. One looks like a fairy who has fallen from the sky, and the other looks like a savage who has not yet evolved.
As soon as the Buddhist disciple saw this behavior of the woman, he felt very angry.
This time, if this woman hadn't sent a letter asking for help, he wouldn't have come to Yunnan, let alone lost so many confidants.
But now, he was in such a mess by that person in order to save her, but this bitch was standing here pretending to be a fairy, and his heart instantly became unbalanced.
The saint looked quietly at the Buddha approaching him. Just as he was about to speak, the Buddha jumped onto the boulder.
Then he kicked her into the river.
"you......"
"Cough...cough...you...are you crazy?"
Caught off guard, the woman choked on her saliva and looked at Fozi with an expression of disbelief.
But Fozi didn't say anything, he just smiled and jumped into the river. Before the woman could speak, he grabbed her head.
"you..."
"Hmm...cough cough cough~"
Fozi's face showed the pleasure of revenge, and he kept pushing the saint's head into the water and lifting it up again.
Soon, the saint's face turned red.
When Buddha saw this, the pleasure in his eyes became even greater.
The goddess of the Nine Heavens fell to the mortal world, but it was still in his hands, which made the suppressed anger in his heart dissipate a little.
Why are you a fairy?
Even if you are a fairy, I will still ride on my crotch and tremble with you!
After humiliating the woman for a while, and seeing that she no longer looked like she had just emerged from the dust, Fozi took the woman out of the river with a still unfinished expression and threw her on the bank.
This action immediately caused a sharp pain in his chest, and he couldn't help but cough hard twice.
Looking down, he saw that the wound on his chest had opened at some point, and traces of blood were seeping out.
Buddha's body suddenly became shaky.
These days, he has reached the end of his strength.
The wound on his chest never healed, and within a few days he led his men to a long-distance attack on Dali Mansion. He thought he could finally escape, but what he didn't expect was an overwhelming attack from the imperial army.
In addition, I just slid down a cliff hundreds of meters high.
Now being stirred by the river water, even though this body was made of iron, it was finally overwhelmed.
Breathing heavily, Fozi found a big stone to lean against and sat down. His face turned pale in a few breaths.
The saint was thrown heavily to the river bank by him and was completely beaten.
She originally thought that Fozi's torture was not over yet, but suddenly she heard a burst of disordered breathing, and she couldn't help but raise her head and look towards Fozi.
Looking at it, Buddha was leaning on the stone, with cold sweat all over his head. It was obvious that he was in extreme pain.
The saint's eyes couldn't help but show a burst of pleasure. It turned out that this devil-like wild monkey would also be in unbearable pain, and she thought he was an iron man.
Fo Zi angrily said: "What are you looking at? Why don't you come over and help me!"
Hearing this, the woman limped towards the Buddha.
At this time, her mind was extremely clear, and she knew that this was definitely not the time for internal strife. If the Buddha died here, she, a weak woman, would never be able to get out of Yunnan.
So even though she secretly hated him, she still chose to help Fuzi.
After untying the cloth that bound Fozi's wounds, the woman realized how seriously injured the man in front of her was.
There was a half-open wound that was as long as a palm, and thick blood was constantly coming out of the wound. The two sides of the wound had begun to fester because they had not been treated for a long time.
Seeing this, the woman frowned.
The experiences of these days have already sharpened her mind to an incomparable degree, but the moment she saw this wound, she still couldn't help but have a question in her heart, how on earth did this man persist until now?
She quickly lit a fire, took out a dagger from her waist and placed it on the fire until it burned red.
She picked up the red-hot dagger and marked the man's wound, then said calmly: "Be patient!"
Fozi looked at her askance: "Don't talk nonsense, why can't I bear the pain?"
"Ah~"
The next second, screams echoed throughout the valley.
The smell of barbecue spreads far, far away...
