"Shang Yun..."

Yuan Yue had a bad feeling, and she hurriedly wanted to stop him.

"Moon, they almost hurt you. I can't let them go so easily."

Shang Yun's words were decisive and firm, without any looseness that could be questioned.

"I......"

Yuan Yue understood that she could not persuade the paranoid young man in front of her.

Yuan Yue knew that Shang Yun's true inner self was completely different from the appearance they saw. He looked delicate, weak, and gentle, but in fact, he was domineering, paranoid, gloomy, and even... a little perverted and excessive.

The persuasion would make him even more paranoid, so in order to avoid worse consequences, Yuan Yue chose not to persuasion, and retreated to Shu Qing's side in silence.

"What should I do? Do you want me to secretly go back to Fang Mansion to find someone to help?"

Shu Qing whispered in Yuan Yue's ear, but the next second she felt Yuan Yue pinch her hand very hard. Shu Qing was stunned for a moment, and then she seemed to react and turned around to look

She turned towards Shang Yun. Just in time to see Shang Yun turn his head, staring at her gloomily for a second, and then turned his head back with an expressionless expression.

Just at this glance, Lyrics actually felt a little weak in her legs. She was a police officer, and she was also a forensic doctor who had seen all kinds of big scenes. She had never felt weak in her legs when facing life and death. But just now she saw Shang

After seeing Yun's eyes, her legs became weak.

Shu Qing immediately held Yuan Yue's arm next to her. It was difficult to vent the tension in her heart, but she did not dare to say anything more to Yuan Yue, because the fact was obvious. No matter how quietly she spoke, Shang Yun could hear it.

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"Shang Yun's current state is not quite right. Don't say too much. Let's see what he does next!"

Yuan Yue spoke to Shu Qing, and Shu Qing could only nod reluctantly, leaning most of her body weight on Yuan Yue. She was indeed frightened.

Shang Yun turned his head and looked at the two frightened monks. His mood didn't seem that bad.

"Since you want to live, let me see how strong your belief in wanting to live is. Only one of you two can survive. As for who lives, you decide for yourself!"

As soon as these words came out, the two monks were completely stunned. Not only were they stunned, but Yuan Yue and Shu Qing were also stunned, and even the people watching the excitement not far away were also stunned.

, and then a heated discussion broke out in the crowd, and everyone seemed surprised.

"Isn't this just letting the two of them kill each other?"

"Hey, this young man is a bit too cruel. If two big men are allowed to fight for a place to live, wouldn't they be fighting for their heads?"

"Hard? Look, if your girls were raped by these three flower monks, would you want them to live?"

The voices of the people's discussions reached the ears of everyone in the field. Shang Yun was proud, the two monks were frightened, Yuan Yue and Shu Qing were worried and uneasy, after all, they were two human lives, and they watched them kill each other.

In order to fight for the chance of survival, Yuan Yue and Shu Qing could not accept this feeling. So the two of them involuntarily turned their bodies sideways and turned their eyes away from looking at the scene in the middle of the field.

And when the middle-aged monk heard Shang Yun say that only one of the two of them could survive, he already had the idea of ​​​​attacking in his mind. What disciples, what feelings, those are just clouds, only if he can survive.

This is the last word, he thought in his heart.

Although the young monk on the other side did not think as quickly or as much as the middle-aged monk, he immediately listed his master among his opponents. Two would live and one would survive. This is too obvious.

That is...he can only kill his master and let himself survive.

After the master and apprentice had figured out the whole story, they began to confront each other. The two knelt there and looked at each other for a while, and then the middle-aged monk slowly spoke.

"Apprentice, master...I'm sorry."

As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't give the young monk any chance to explain or express his opinions. He jumped up and rushed towards the young monk.

And his young apprentice was not a vegetarian either. He immediately stood up and retreated quickly, trying to avoid the attack of the middle-aged monk. The two chased each other and became involved in an instant. This war does not need to be said by outsiders.

, let alone anyone instigating anything, Shang Yun's words "You only have one place to live" became the biggest supporter of the reason for this fight.

After all, the master is the master. All the moves and spiritual powers were practiced by the middle-aged monk and the young monk. So he must be very experienced and sophisticated when facing his apprentice. But he and the young monk

The little monks fought for a long time, but still there was no winner.

The reason is very simple. Although the apprentice was taught by the master, he is young and has a heart that is good at discovery and innovation. As long as he works hard, he may not be inferior to the master.

So the master and the apprentice went back and forth, fighting until they were out of breath, but they still couldn't decide a winner.

"Since you can't tell the winner, I don't mind helping you."

Shang Yun looked annoyed, frowned and said.

"No... no need, we can, uh..."

Seeing that Shang Yun was anxious, the middle-aged monk hurriedly distracted himself and spoke to Shang Yun. But when he was slightly distracted, the young monk found his master's weakness and attacked the opponent's weakness fiercely.

But who would have known that Jiang is still very old. It turns out that this middle-aged monk just talked to Shang Yun distractedly and exposed a flaw. It was all his strategy. He deliberately exposed a so-called flaw while talking to Shang Yun, and then

...After his little apprentice takes the bait, he can catch them all and get rid of them.

Just as the middle-aged monk thought, his young disciple had indeed fallen into his trap. He was so restrained by his spiritual power that he could not move at all, waiting like a lamb to be slaughtered by him.

The middle-aged monk looked at his disciple's familiar face and saw the fear on his face. He couldn't bear it, but he still approached slowly and raised the butcher knife in his hand.

"I'm sorry, apprentice, I'm sorry. Master... I really don't want to die..."

"Master!"

Following the young monk's scream, the middle-aged monk raised his knife and plunged it deeply into the young disciple's chest. Blood gurgled out and fell at the middle-aged monk's feet, making a ticking sound. The young monk's mouth was bleeding, and his eyes were bleeding.
Chapter completed!