"No! Su Lin, the dragon scale patrol order has escaped. It will definitely convey the news that we killed the patrol Yasha..."

Seeing this, Hong Liyu shouted badly and said, "In this way, we are likely to face revenge from the entire East China Sea Aquarium!"

"Young Master, in the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea. The patrol of the sea Yasha is equivalent to the county magistrate and official of our human race. We killed the patrol of the sea Yasha. If the dragon palace knew about it, we would definitely retaliate. Moreover, this patrol of the sea Yasha seems to be a small leader in the Yasha clan. The old slave immediately reported this matter to the second master!"

While chewing the fragrant yaksha meat, Jia Lao took out a letter from his sleeve and quickly stated the reason for the incident. Then the letter passed on it, and the letter flew to the direction of Jian'an Mansion.

"Uh... Mr. Jia, such a big thing happened. Do you still have the intention to eat yaksha meat here?" Yuan Mu gave Jia a blank look, stared at the yaksha meat in his hand, sucked, and asked, "Is this yaksha meat really that delicious?"

"That's right? Master Yuan, why don't you have one leg too? If you don't eat it again, you'll be eaten up by Ye Jinshi! Look, Ye Jinshi has been chewing his head and not talking, and he has already eaten three legs."

Old Jia smiled, took a step forward and immediately snatched Yasha's head and said to Ye Jinshi, "Ye Jinshi, you have to leave this head for me. I am old and I don't know when I will lie in the coffin. After eating this Yasha's brain, I might be able to live two more years..."

"Okay...but the piece of belly must be left for me, the meat there is really tender!"

Ye Hongye touched his mouth and tore open the scales on Yasha's belly. Then he grabbed the meat inside and chewed it in big mouthfuls. He said to Su Lin, "Sulin. I think we should leave here quickly while the sea tribe's revenge has not yet arrived. Report the matter to the prefect, and let the court and the temple handle this matter."

"Well! Ye Jinshi, then... the fishermen here must leave together. Otherwise, when the sea tribe revenge comes, they will be the first to suffer. It is the Yasha I killed, it has nothing to do with them, and they cannot be implicated."

Su Lin looked at the fishermen and said to them in a heart that he couldn't bear it. "Friends, everyone will go back to pack their luggage immediately, and then leave Linjia Village with me immediately to avoid disasters. I will arrange for everyone to live in my Su Mansion."

It just so happened that the mansion that Su Lin had just bought from the Qian family with ten pictures of "Praise Farmers" was big enough to accommodate these 100 households of Linjia Village fishermen.

"Thank you, Mr. Su! You helped us kill this hateful Yasha!"

"Young Master Su is really our reborn parents!"

"Thank you, Mr. Su, for saving your life! All the fishermen in our Linjia Village kneeled down to thank you!"

...

The fishermen were originally afraid of how to face the revenge of the sea clan. Su Lin and others could leave, but they have lived in Linjia Village for generations. Where can they live without this place?

However, what the fishermen did not expect was that Su Lin did not leave alone when there was something happening like other aristocratic families. Instead, they fully considered their safety and wanted to take them with them. They all knelt down and kowtowed to thank Su Lin for his kindness.

"Not good! Look, the sea... there are so many... so many yakshas on the sea!"

The fishermen who were kneeling to thank him suddenly shouted in horror. Everyone turned around and looked at the sea. They saw that the sea that had originally returned to peace suddenly rolled up with huge waves. In the distance, there were at least a dozen large and small yakshas, ​​rushing towards this side with murderous intent.

"So many yakshas? They came so quickly?"

A yaksha is already difficult enough. Now more than a dozen people have come. Su Lin's heart sank, and he immediately picked up the novel "Zhang Yu Boiling the Sea" that he had just written, closed his eyes and realized the wishes of the surrounding space, and then frantically poured them into it.

"Young Master! Not good! There are too many yakshas,...we can't stand it at all! I've covered you, run away..."

When he saw so many yakshas coming, Old Jia was so scared that his head fell off. He quickly threw out the Wenbao weapon from the sleeve, ready to fight with the yakshas at any time.

"Sulin, go quickly! You can't stand it. You just summoned the semi-saint Zhang Yu and let a trace of his true spirit show the saint to help you. With such a short interval, it is impossible to show the saint again. We must withdraw immediately, otherwise it will be too late..."

Even if the Yaksha meat was delicious, Ye Hongye had no intention of eating it. He threw out the Dragon Whip and rushed to the front, and shouted to the fishermen: "Friends, run quickly! Run as far as you can!"

"Ahhhh...why are there so many yakshas..."

Yuan Mu, who had just taken the yaksha's leg meat and enjoyed it beautifully, was so shocked that he almost bit his tongue. Especially those ferocious yakshas, ​​when he saw that he was eating the flesh and blood of his compatriots, he screamed wildly.

"Damn the human race Confucian scholars! I want to tear you all apart..."

These patrol yasha were all patrolling the nearby waters. When they saw the Dragon Scale patrol order passing by the sea, they knew that a yasha was killed, and it was the little leader, Yasha, so they immediately gathered in this direction.

What made these Yashas particularly angry was that when they approached the shore, they saw several human scholars chewing on the dead Yasha's body, and they rushed up to the shore hysterically, with the trident and big tail in their hands swept across.

"Bold beast! This is the territory of my human race, don't hurt people!"

Ye Hongye immediately jumped up, and the dragon whip in his hand threw out hundreds of whip shadows, trying to resist these yakshas. However, these yakshas have already surged up like crazy now. The huge force united, and instead rebounded his dragon whip back.

"Young Master, go quickly!"

Mr. Jia also fought forward, resisting the attack of the two Yashas, ​​and shouting that Su Lin and the others would retreat first.

"Sulin, let's go quickly! There are too many yakshas and I can't stop them..."

Hong Liyu also anxiously pulled Su Lin to leave, and Yuan Mu had already staggered back and forth. When more fishermen saw these ferocious and fierce yakshas, ​​they were even scared to the ground, their legs became weak and they couldn't run away. The yakshas that were catching up were grabbed, tore into two pieces, and then put them in their mouths and started eating.

"Dare to kill our noble sea tribes, kill all you lowly human tribes..."

"Gagaga... I will kill all these human races today and eat them all!"

"I haven't tasted the tender human flesh and blood for a long time!"

"Kill them all, useless human race..."

...

Yasha rushed into the fishermen, like a beast entering a flock of sheep. In an instant, several fishermen were already killed. Su Lin was crying in his heart while retreating, but the golden page novel "Zhang Yu Boils the Sea" did not react at all. It turns out that he could not contact the semi-saint Zhang Yu in a short period of time and could not show his saint again.

"What should I do? What should I do? If I can't continue like this, many fishermen have died... Damn Yasha, I, Su Lin, must kill you all! Kill you all..."

Su Lin was anxious. He once again felt that his power was too small to protect the people around him. Seeing a fisherman being cruelly divided and bitten by Yasha, Su Lin felt like a knife and was desperate to rush forward, fighting with those Yasha, but was dragged back and fleeing.

"Let me go! Li Yu, if we just watch the fishermen and the people being killed by Yaksha, we Confucian scholars with thoughts and holy power only want to save ourselves and live a life of silence. My thoughts will never forgive ourselves for the rest of our lives..."

Su Lin used a great force, threw away Hong Liyu and Yuan Mu, and rushed up with Wenbao's brush.

"The battle poem "Summer Quatrain", kill me..."

Using his pen, the holy power wrote the poem "Summer Quatrain" in the air. The holy words condensed by the holy power bombarded the yaksha like shells.

"careful……"

A pounced, Su Lin hugged a fisherman child and avoided the yasha's sharp claws.

“Run…”

Another pounce, Su Lin pushed away a fisherman, but his arm was almost scratched by Yasha's fangs, and blood flowed out directly.

"Sulin..."

"Young Master, be careful!"

"Sulin, go back quickly! You won't be a Yasha opponent..."

"Brother Su, you can't die!"

...

Seeing this, Ye Hongye hurriedly retreated, infused his holy power, and whipped the yaksha that had just injured Su Lin in two pieces. Then he quickly supported Su Lin and shouted: "Su Lin, go quickly! Otherwise, everyone would die here..."

"Where can you escape... None of you can escape! We dare to kill my Yasha clan in Donghai, and we will slaughter the entire coastal fishing village!"

The one who led the charge was a golden yaksha. The momentum on his body had actually reached the level of a fairy, which was equivalent to the literary position of a human Jinshi. However, it was a little stronger than a human Jinshi.

The golden Yasha had a high intelligence, and it was obvious that Ye Hongye was the most literary Confucian scholar here, and Su Lin was the most noble Confucian scholar, so he immediately turned around and gathered more than a dozen Yashas, ​​all of whom were surrounding Ye Hongye and Su Lin, surrounding them.

"No! Su Lin, we are surrounded by them!" Ye Hongye's forehead was covered with sweat beads of beans, and nearly half of his holy power had been consumed. There were also many scars on his body. Like Su Lin, blood was also left.

"Ye Jinshi, don't worry about me! You can take everyone away first, I...I have a way to solve these yakshas..."
Chapter completed!