Tang Sanzang's hand, which was halfway through, froze. He turned around and looked at Zhu Tianpeng, who was still holding the girl with a complacent look on his face and said seriously: "How can that kind of person be compared with his teacher? I am not a Lolita!"

"Is that true? Then that's it." Zhu Tianpeng nodded, but there was an expression on his face that no one believed you.

"Now that human life is at stake, don't mention such things." Tang Sanzang waved his hand, not wanting to continue to entangle with Zhu Tianpeng on this, and stretched his hand towards the little girl on the ground.

"Master, there is another person who is about to die there. If you want to be anxious, just hurry up there. The one on the ground has long been dead." Zhu Tianpeng said again.

Tang Sanzang shook his hand and stood up straight. He looked at Zhu Tianpeng with a smug smile on his face, and slowly let out a sigh of relief. His eyes fell on the girl in her arms who had slowly calmed down. A smile appeared on his face, "Tianpeng, you may not quite understand the meaning of the four words "The Misfortune comes from the mouth."

"Master, say it well. Do whatever you want. The disciple will definitely not mention the dead Lolita control." Zhu Tianpeng looked at the smile on Tang Sanzang's face, suddenly remembered something, and said quickly, holding the girl in his arms and trying to retreat.

"That female donor, I am a monk Tang Sanzang, this disciple who is here to come and rescue the girl. Fortunately, the girl is not injured." Tang Sanzang said Wen Yan, who was looking up from Zhu Tianpeng's arms, and then showed a warm smile.

The girl looked at Tang Sanzang, and she was even more excited after hearing Tang Sanzang's words. In the end, the warm smile seemed to be a ray of sunshine in winter, which warmed her panic heart. She broke out from Zhu Tianpeng's arms. Two red glows rose on her face, and she tidied up her clothes, and bowed to Tang Sanzang. Her eyes were full of gratitude and admiration. "Little woman Liu Qing'er, thank you for the master's rescue, otherwise the little woman would be killed by the evil man. But now her family is separated, and the whole city is full of criminals. The little woman has no choice but to... "

"Hey! Hey!!! I said, it was me who saved you!" Zhu Tianpeng, who was standing beside him, stared at the scene with his eyes, jumped and shouted: "But why is this scene so familiar, but I still feel so angry! Master, you always dig my corners, it's really shameless!"

Tang Sanzang seemed to have not heard Zhu Tianpeng's words, and smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Miss Qing'er, don't be polite. It's okay for the girl to be fine. I promised those things before discussing them. If we encounter this difficult situation in the city, we will naturally not ignore it."

"Well, Qing'er believes that the master can do it." Liu Qing'er also nodded vigorously, the blushing on her face became a little darker, and her little face was delicate and charming.

"You...you are too much!" Zhu Tianpeng, who was directly ignored by the two of them, continued to jump.

"Tianpeng, be more steadily in life and speaking, and the road ahead is still long." Tang Sanzang then looked at Zhu Tianpeng meaningfully and said, but suddenly he looked like a kind and tempting teacher.

"Yes, Master, I remember it." Zhu Tianpeng looked at Tang Sanzang and finally lowered his head, but the last word "la" was pulled very long, turned his head, and muttered angrily: "Damn bald! Dead Loli control! He is obviously strong and lives on his face! He is obviously crueler than anyone else in fighting monsters, but he is so gentle to women! Ah, why is he so outstanding? Did I think it wrong from the beginning..."

Tang Sanzang looked back and saw that Ao Xiaobai, who was standing beside him, had already helped the little girl in the pool of blood, holding her hand in her little hand, and using magic to clean the blood on her body, comforted her: "Miss, stop crying, your father must have gone to heaven. There are no bad people there, and there will be no harm. There are also many delicious and fun things."

"Really? Will my father really go to such a good place?" The girl's eyes were crying red. She looked at the middle-aged man lying in a pool of blood, and then looked at the petite and cute little sister in front of her, and choked.

"Well, Master said good people will go to heaven, and Master never lie." Ao Xiaobai nodded vigorously, "I use Master's personality to guarantee it."

"Is this true? Where is heaven?" the little girl looked up at Tang Sanzang and asked softly.

"Your disciple is really rude. You can even take out the master's personality at will... Moreover, what is said in fairy tales is lying! And in this world, will you be punished by gods and Buddhas?" Tang Sanzang looked at Ao Xiaobai helplessly, but seeing the little girl's sad and expectant eyes, he nodded and said, "Well, it's true, he will go to heaven, because he must be a good father, and all good people will go to heaven."

"Dad..." The sadness in the little girl's eyes was a little less, and she looked at the middle-aged man in the pool of blood and said softly.

"Master, that person over there is still breath, do you want to save him?" Sun Wukong walked over with two bags of money and said to the fat shopkeeper lying at the door of the money shop.

"Do you still have a breath?" Tang Sanzang looked at the fat shopkeeper who was lying in a pool of blood and looked at the wallet in Sun Wu's empty hand again, "This is the money that those two guys robbed."

"Master, he will really die if you do this..." Sun Wukong looked at Tang Sanzang with a strange expression.

"Ahem... Xiaobai, go and help the fat uncle who will stop the bleeding first. We are here to save people, not to take advantage of the situation to rob them." Tang Sanzang said to Ao Xiaobai.

Ao Xiaobai responded and jumped to the fat shopkeeper a few times. The water spirit ball appeared in his hand. A blue light wrapped him up, and the blood stopped suddenly. His pale face also had a rosy color, and his breath gradually became smoother.

"Xiaobai, come and see this old man." Sha Wanjing said, holding the old man who was still holding the package tightly. Ao Xiaobai responded and ran towards the old man again.

Tang Sanzang gave a wink at Sun Wukong and asked her to comfort the little girl who had just lost her father, while he walked towards the slowly awakened shopkeeper with two bags of silver. He needed to inquire about some information first.

"This donor, the poor monk Tang Sanzang, came from the Tang Dynasty in the East. When passing through this place, he saw that most of the people in this city were crazy. I wonder why this happened?" Tang Sanzang stood in front of the fat shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper next to him thought he was dead, but he didn't expect that the wound on his neck had healed after waking up. If it weren't for the blood on the ground and on his body, he almost thought he was dreaming. He raised his head blankly when he heard the voice, and saw a kind-hearted monk. He was stunned for a moment before he could react to his words. He saw him holding two purses in his hand. He suddenly realized that he was rescued by him. He kowtowed twice first, and said gratefully and frightened: "Thank you for your help, Master, Master, Qianliucheng... Qianliucheng is afraid that he will get involved in ghosts and gods, and he will be crazy overnight... all crazy!"
Chapter completed!