My enemies became my companions

Chapter 141 Don't Be Afraid of This
Chen Yi glanced at the corpse on the ground.

The last words of the old beggar before his death were: The oldest profession in the world is selling one’s body, and the second oldest is killing people.

Many people like both professions, and prefer others to sell themselves to them alone while they kill another group of people.

Chen Yi also had similar feelings.

Although Master Zhou Yitang had beheaded his own corpse and stopped having the desire to kill, he still needed to kill people.

The Hou Kang sword, which killed people with its living sword, was dripping with blood. Chen Yi couldn't help but ask, with this kind of mentality, could he really learn the Yin Zai sword in the right way?
I'm afraid that no matter how much true energy I use to deduce martial arts, it may all be in vain in the end, or I may turn the Yinzai Sword into a killing sword.

While Chen Yi's thoughts were slightly wandering,
The battle between the monk and Qiu Gang is also coming to an end.

The high monk from the Western Regions struck out with a horizontal punch, knocking Qiu Gang out of the inn. The latter's right arm holding the knife was already covered in blood, as if his meridians had burst.

"Since Lord Qiu has left the inn, I have won this competition. Please go back as agreed."

After the monk finished speaking, the Buddha sang.

Compared with the back-and-forth changing of moves and hiding of tactics between Chen Yi and the old beggar, the battle between the high monk from the Western Regions and Qiu Gang was extremely martial.

The two seemed to have agreed that whoever was beaten out of the inn first would admit defeat.

Qiu Gang slowly put away his saber, clasped his fists towards the monk, turned around and left as if he had accepted defeat, and walked into the night.

The monk from the Western Regions turned around and faced Chen Yi.

Before the monk could speak, Li Xieling spoke first.

"Hey, are you here to rescue me?"

Li Xieling asked Chen Yidao.

"you guess."

"Will you at least not let me die now?"

Li Xieling asked again.

"I just killed the guy who was trying to save you."

"Just because you killed the person who wanted to save me doesn't mean you'll let me die now."

Li Xieling was already very drunk.

Chen Yi did not answer.

"I know where the Bodhisattva Sword robe is. If you save me, I will give it to you in exchange for my life."

Li Xieling suggested.

Chen Yi narrowed his eyes slightly.

The robes of Bodhisattva Sword are very tempting.

"Why don't you propose it to him?"

What Chen Yi was talking about was naturally the eminent monk from the Western Regions.

"If he takes me away, I will be dead. I want to take a gamble."

"Then you bet."

Li Xieling laughed out loud, like a fisherman who had gained an advantage, and nodded to the two people present.

"I am now watching a cockfight, one is a bald chicken, and the other is a boiled chicken with a sword and a knife."

Chen Yi did not answer.

One of the only three remaining successors of the Hehuan Sect is a bit arrogant, with an innate pride, and he likes to play around with the world and watch the fire from the other side of the river.

It's like being the protagonist. As long as you walk out of this inn, you will become a great person in the future.

The monk looked at Chen Yi and asked:
"Do you insist on being my enemy?"

"If we don't fight for a while now, it seems difficult to end."

Chen Yi said calmly:
"There is no need to fight to the death, and there are other descendants of the Hehuan Sect in the capital."

After a brief thought, the monk nodded in agreement:

"In that case, just like when I was fighting with Lord Qiu, I will not use my Dharma. Whoever is forced out of the inn first will win."

Quite a martial artist.

Chen Yi complained in his heart.

...........................

Min Ning rode his horse at full speed and fought with others.

A knife slashed into the chest of a gangster and was suddenly pulled out, and another man came over with a stick to kill him.

Min Ning leaned sideways to avoid the powerful blow, then stabbed back with the tip of the knife, piercing the man's chest.

"What happened?!"

Min Ning yelled.

"There are more people coming to kill us. It's just endless. Captain Min, why don't we abandon our people and run away!"

A Jinyiwei shouted.

Min Ning said in return:
"How can we tolerate rebellion by thieves in the capital?

Can you allow all the people to be slaughtered in front of us?!"

A group of Jinyiwei spread out in a semicircle, protecting the civilians sent out from the inn.

Tang Kumei said in the inn that after two incense sticks, they retreated. Most of the people from the martial arts world left, and knowing that they had no hope of getting the treasure, they gave up the idea. However, people's hearts are complicated. Some people are crazy about the martial arts, and they are still unwilling to give up and find another way. They guessed that among this group of civilians there are relatives of Li Xieling, and they want to kidnap them and threaten them.

As a result, word spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred, a steady stream of people from the underworld began to besiege the Jinyiwei. At first, they did not want to kill people, but just wanted to force the Jinyiwei to hand over the civilians. However, Min Ning could not tolerate such things, so he issued a death order in his capacity as a thousand households to protect the people behind him.

"Help will be here soon, just hold on for a while."

After saying that, under the light of the torch, Min Ning met a gangster who was coming to kill him.

"Hold on for a while longer, and wait for Master Qiu!"

A captain of the Imperial Guard shouted in response.

The Jinyiwei were inspired by this sentence. The reason they held on for so long was to wait for Qiu Gang's arrival.

But when Min Qianhu said that, the first person he thought of was Chen Yi.
She always thought of him when she was slaying demons and doing justice, even though... he didn't seem to be a good person.

...........................

A sword stabbed through the air.

The red bowl in front of the monk was torn apart. He took a step back and stepped out of the threshold.

Chen Yi was breathing heavily, and there were bruises all over his body under his torn clothes.

"Namo our teacher Shakyamuni Buddha, I have been defeated, so I will give this person to you as promised."

The eminent monk from the Western Regions chanted a Buddhist chant and stepped his other foot out of the threshold.

He really has martial virtues.

Chen Yi couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and then said:

"Your Excellency Monk, why don't you leave me your Dharma name so that we can meet again in the future."

"The so-called Dharma name and title are nothing but emptiness."

The Western Regions monk smiled and said nothing, then turned around and disappeared into the night.
"We'll meet again if we're destined to, but even if we're destined to, it's empty."

As the sound of this sentence echoed, the eminent monk from the Western Regions disappeared completely.

Chen Yi turned his head and looked at Li Xieling who was half drunk and half awake.

"Oh, are you guys done with the cockfight?"

Li Xieling yawned.

"Come, come, come, just protect me. When I feel happy in the future, I will tell you where the Bodhisattva Sword robe is."

?

So cool?
Chen Yi frowned, feeling more and more that he was here to play games.

Li Xieling clapped his hands and said with a smile:

"Let's go. Treat me well. I have always been blessed with great fortune and have encountered many adventures. Otherwise, I would not have been made the Holy Son of the Hehuan Sect, and I would not have been saved at the risk of my life by Master Tang Feng."

Chen Yi stared at him, and suddenly, the knife was placed on his neck.

Li Xieling finally became a little nervous. He sensed the murderous intent from Chen Yi and asked:

"Hoho...you want to kill me?"

"Prepare."

"Even Master Tang Feng doesn't dare to kill me, how dare you?"

"Are you from a prominent family?"

"It's big."

Li Xieling paused and lowered his voice:
"Have you heard of Penglai Fairy Island?"

Chen Yi had indeed heard that the Taoist priest from Penglai whom he met in his previous life was born in the Fairy Island of Penglai.

He thought of something, and his murderous intent became even stronger.

In the previous life, when the Heavenly Gate cracked, the three descendants of the Hehuan Sect became accomplices and were driven by the lust of the Demon Lord's daughter. Could it be that behind this... there is the shadow of Penglai Island?
Seeing that his knife never came down, Li Xieling laughed and said:

"I knew you didn't have the guts to kill me, just like Master Tang Feng!"

So cool...

I can't bear this humiliation!
Chen Yi pressed his knife downwards, leaving a line of blood.

"You must kill me?!"

Li Xieling, who had been playing around with the world from the beginning to the end, now had his pupils slightly shrunken.
"You wanted to kill me, so why did you save me?"

"I'm not saving you."

"Then why do you want to be an enemy of that Western monk?"

At this moment, he was finally so shocked that he couldn't control himself.

Chen Yi just smiled.
"I'm afraid you'll survive the disaster, so I'll kill you myself."

As soon as the words fell, the blade was pressed down, and before Li Xieling could even open his mouth to beg for mercy, his head fell to the ground.

A column of blood gushed out and Chen Yi kicked the corpse away.

According to common sense, he shouldn't have killed Li Xieling.

He originally wanted to spare Li Xieling's life, but when he realized that this man was difficult to control, he became a little hesitant.

While talking with Li Xieling, he suddenly had an inexplicable intuition that if he acted according to common sense, he would definitely be manipulated by someone.

Especially, hearing him say that he was from Penglai Island.

"What's more, there are other descendants of the Hehuan Sect. Only Li Xieling died."

Chen Yi said to himself.

...............................

Penglai Fairy Island.

The originally calm lake water was slightly rippled.

A black particle on the stone table in the pavilion shattered.

Penglai Daozi looked a little strange.

"Li Xieling... is dead?"

Li Xieling once again went with the flow. He put out the bait just to lure people to take the bait, but in the eyes of others, it should be that only those who are willing to take the bait will do so.

Taoist Penglai smiled faintly and scattered the broken black particles into the water, and the lake gradually calmed down.

This Chen Yi...

Some of them don't fit into the game.

(End of this chapter)