The Bad Guys: Don't call me Little Emperor Taizong

He smiled slightly, then slowly raised his hand under a gentle and doting gaze.

Then, without giving Chi Meng any time to react, he hit the head covered with silver ornaments hard.

Chi Meng immediately screamed and jumped far away.

Then he held his head and looked at the boy with a wronged look on his face.

There seemed to be drops of water rolling down her pretty face, adding a sense of broken beauty to it.

Li Changping remained unmoved, and a dark look appeared on his face.

He was actually described as braised prawns?

He really deserved this blow!

You also need to keep yourself in the third form all the time.

What will happen if we don't teach her a lesson?

This purple-haired form is the ultimate transformation.

Use the Nine Netherworld Divine Art, Blood Infant Technique and Tiangang Jue together.

Although he had received guidance from Yuan Tiangang.

But before he obtained the Bingshenguaitan, he didn't dare to use it much.

The three internal forces are extremely yang, extremely yin, and extremely sharp, and they are all incompatible.

If we are not careful, once it explodes, not even a trace will be left.

That is not something that can be saved by a Meteorite Gu.

But I also know what kind of personalities Chi Meng and her daughter have.

Even though she is crying happily now, she can forget all her worries as long as she eats a spicy rabbit head.

Therefore, he didn't care about Chi Meng's tearful face...

He just casually tore off a piece of clothing from a corpse.

Carefully wipe the blood off the Zixiao Sword.

at the same time.

The Biao and Jiuli tribes began to plunder the auction house violently.

The sounds of things being thrown and smashed could be heard everywhere.

This made the already ruined market even more dilapidated.

"Humph!"

Seeing that Li Changping no longer paid attention to her, Chi Meng joined the crowd in search of him as if in a huff.

While searching, he did not forget to rub the pimple on his forehead that was gradually forming.

Li Changping did not hold back when he struck just now.

It almost brought tears to her eyes.

This time I must fight for my chance and find the anti-poison bead, so that he can change back to his purple-haired form and let me manipulate him.

He seemed to think of the joy of playing with the soft purple hair.

Chi Meng became more and more excited in his search...

But at this moment.

Li Changping's hand that was wiping the sword paused slightly, letting the bloody cloth slip from his hand.

With his eyes slightly tilted, he spoke in a cold voice: "Since you are here, there is no need to hide your head and tail, please show yourself!"

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Kasyapa Temple.

Compared to the bloody outside world, this place is like a paradise.

The slow chanting of scriptures makes people drowsy.

From time to time, one or two little monks would laugh and play in the temple.

As a Buddhist holy place.

Most people won't bother them.

But today, two uninvited guests came here.

In a quiet and elegant Zen room filled with incense, two figures, one pink and one gray, were surrounding a monk, muttering about something.

But the monk turned a deaf ear to him and just kept on banging the wooden fish in his hand.

He continued to recite scriptures as if there were two annoying flies around him.

Seeing that the monk didn't say anything, the pink figure anxiously pinched her fingers together.

"Hey... Hui Silang, your Highness has issued an order that all the evil people in the world should return to Tang. If you stay in Jiaye Temple and don't leave, aren't you afraid that your Highness will kill you?"

"yes……"

As soon as the pink figure finished speaking, the gray figure standing beside him quickly echoed: "The current prince is far from being comparable to Li Xingyun, and the bad guys have summoned you. If you don't go back, I'm afraid your life will be in danger!"

"That's it!"

The man in pink was still graceful and leaned forward as he spoke.

"Your Highness is not like my Xingyun, who is ruthless and decisive in his actions. This small Jiaye Temple cannot protect you..."

The two of them sang the same tune, intending to change the monk's mind.

But the only response they got was the continuous "bang bang bang" sound of the wooden fish being hit.

It's been a long time.

Finally, the monk seemed to have finished reading the scriptures.

He put away the drumstick and wooden fish, then turned around, clasped his hands together, and chanted the Buddha's name to the two people in front of him:

"Amitabha, Donor Shangguan, Donor Wen. I have converted to Buddhism and will no longer participate in worldly struggles. Even if it is really a bad order, I will not go back with you. Please go back."

After saying that, he walked out the door without hesitation.

Shangguan Yunque and Wen Tao looked at each other.

A look of surprise appeared on both of their faces.

I never thought that Huiming would actually dare to disobey the bad order.

"How to do?"

Shangguan Yunque's eyes were filled with anxiety.

Ever since Gangzi died.

Chi Li suddenly became ambitious, while Hui Ming devoted himself to Buddhism.

If we allow these two to do whatever they want, how can we command the bad guys in the future?

If you are a bad person for one day, wouldn't it be a joke if you say this for your whole life?

You can almost guess it without thinking.

Li Changping will definitely not let these two people go.

Even if they are not torn into pieces, their two heads must be chopped off.

It's just a matter of time!

"It seems that he has the confidence to resist His Highness..."

Wen Tao murmured.

"Is it the protective formation of the Jiaye Temple? Or is it the old abbot of the Dharma Academy? Or maybe..."

While speculating.

I heard a noisy sound coming from outside the door again.

It seemed like quite a few people went to the main hall of the Jiaye Temple.

An ominous premonition suddenly arose in the hearts of the two.

really.

Not long after, an unquestionable voice came from the front yard:

"By order of His Highness, bring Tianhuixing back to the court to await his fate."

"There are more and more refugees in Chang'an now. The Jiaye Temple has a thousand rooms. You can demolish a hundred side halls and courtyards to provide food and shelter for the refugees! When the national treasury has enough, return them all!"

"Master, after signing and sealing, follow me back to Chang'an!"

Although it's just a few simple sentences.

But his tone revealed endless confidence.

It seemed as if this visit was not to discuss with the Jiaye Temple, but to notify and give an order!

There is no need to ask for consent.

"It happened!"

Hearing this, Wen Tao rushed out of the room and ran towards the main hall.

But no matter how hard he tried, he was still a step late.

When they arrived at the main hall of the Jiaye Temple, they saw Huiming tearing up official documents, and then he clasped his hands together with a calm face.

"My dear donor, there is no Tianhuixing in Jiaye Temple, only an ordinary monk Huiming. You must have come to the wrong place to find someone. Also, Jiaye Temple is the residence of the Buddha. I believe that even if His Highness comes, he will not be disrespectful to the Buddha..."

As he spoke, Huiming looked at the golden-armored general in front of him.

However, there was no disappointment in those pupils, but rather great excitement.

Even the Tang army behind him had gleams of light in their eyes at this moment.

Everything in this hall looks softer.

The Tang Dynasty is an army of justice.

Of course, there will be no looting.

The purpose of this visit was, firstly, to eliminate the bad traitors, and secondly, to borrow the bricks and tiles from the Kāśyapa Temple.

If Huiming agreed.

You can only get what is in the official documents.

But if Huiming tears up the treaty and Jiaye Temple openly despises the Tang Dynasty, that would be another matter...

"Since the Buddha doesn't care about the common people and the masters are unwilling to help, don't blame me for taking it myself!"

The words fell.

A Tang sword was also pulled out from Song Wentong's waist.

Without thinking twice, he struck Huiming in the head with the sword.

Huiming dodged quickly.

At the same time, he threw off his outermost robe and took the Zen staff from a disciple beside him.

He turned around and jumped into the yard outside the door.

One hand holds it upside down while the other hand is clasped in front of the chest.

"Amitabha, although I don't know your name, if you insist on disturbing the holy place of Buddhist practice, please don't blame me for being rude."

"Heh... How much are your gifts worth? After today, the Jiaye Temple will no longer exist!"

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As he spoke, he suddenly attacked.

The figure turned into a phantom, sometimes condensing on the left and sometimes condensing on the right.

It only flashed two or three times.