Chapter 215: We monks are upright and aboveboard

Monks are different from ordinary people. Once they step into the door of practice, they are equivalent to breaking free from the shackles of the world, acting openly and aboveboard, and will not have any other ideas.

Therefore, even if they live together, nothing out of the ordinary happens.

At night, Shui Hongyao and Su Changge were lying on their sides facing each other. Shui Hongyao gradually fell asleep, mumbling in her sleep.

Su Changge is fine too.

Time passed by slowly, and in a blink of an eye, it was already three o'clock in the night.

Shui Hongyao was sleeping deeper than before, with tears still flowing from the corners of her mouth.

She was very familiar with Su Changge, so she didn't need to pay attention to her image. She almost always looked like this in front of him.

And the hard work of driving and horses in recent days has really exhausted her, so she fell asleep very deeply.

Sudden.

Su Changge's ears twitched!

"who!"

In his perception, more than a dozen men in black came outside the door one after another, and a strong aura of the King of Martial Arts enveloped them.

The visitor is not good!

However, they seemed to be afraid of alerting the enemy, so they did not break in rashly, but stood outside the door and observed secretly.

Su Changge looked at Shui Hongyao quietly, only to find that she was sleeping deeper than anyone else and couldn't wake up at all.

"She is too tired..."

He muttered to himself, then changed his mind and planned to kill these people who secretly coveted it himself.

"Fuck!" At this moment, a curse came from outside the door.

Immediately afterwards, there were curses again.

"Damn it, we secretly tracked this beauty Jujuye, and now we have finally caught up with her, but we didn't expect that she is actually living here with another man. I'm really pissed off!"

"What are you afraid of? That guy is just a white-faced guy. He doesn't even have the aura of cultivation. I'm afraid Shui Hongyao will throw this kind of thing away when he gets tired of playing with it!"

"Boss, do you want me to go in and do this?"

"Don't worry, Shui Hongyao is a powerful person in the ascension stage, don't accidentally wake her up!"

"What should we do?"

"Wait until I tie her up with Taoist tools before making a decision!"

With a crash, a Taoist weapon emitted brilliant light and bloomed in the dark night.

This is a golden rope called the Immortal Binding Rope, which has extremely strong binding ability.

The man gently pushed the temple door open a crack, raised his hand, and the immortal rope flew in. The light and flint fell on Shui Hongyao, tying her up tightly.

Shui Hongyao was still dreaming. After being tied up, she smacked her red lips twice and saliva flowed out. She didn't wake up and didn't know what she was dreaming about.

"Hahaha, even if you run away for ten nights, you still can't escape from our grasp!"

A man in black couldn't hold himself any longer and was about to break into the house as he spoke, but suddenly he realized, where was the white face next to Shui Hongyao?

At a quick glance, Shui Hongyao was the only one on the mat.

It was clear that there were two people just now, where did he go?

"I'm here." Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind, and there were shadows rising and falling in the shadows.

"No!" The man quickly turned around and was met with a slap.

"Snapped!!"

Under the slap, his head turned one hundred and eighty times on the spot, and the bones in his neck cracked. Then he fell to the ground with a plop, without breathing.

Before he died, one last thought flashed through his mind: forget and never look back...

"hiss!"

"Holy crap, this guy is so tyrannical?"

"We got him wrong!"

All the men in black were stunned.

You must know that their accomplice is a Martial King Realm cultivator. How could he be slapped to death so easily?

Before they could react.

"Snapped!"

With another slap, the head of another man in black separated from his body, and he flew out with blood flowing everywhere.

"You...your physical strength..."

"Snapped!"

Su Changge slapped him one after another. The face of the person who said this was instantly swollen, his head turned thousands of times, and it suddenly fell off his neck!

The physical body of a saint is not something that can be covered up. If Su Changge unleashes all his strength, even if he is at the level of King Wu, he can also blast out a cloud of blood mist with one slap!

But that would undoubtedly cause too much noise, so it was better to hit casually and play it safe.

"You...brother, if you have something to say, it would be nice to have something to say..."

"Snapped!"

Another man in black's head was slapped away, blood and broken bones splashed down, and his death was miserable.

In the blink of an eye, the ground was littered with corpses. Only two of the dozen men in black were dead. They stood there in shock, their legs were shaking, and they didn't even have the strength to escape.

Su Changge was about to kill them all, but at this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from not far away: "Brother, wait a minute, I have something to say!"