As soon as late autumn appears, Liu Shuangyue immediately welcomes it.

But this time, it is not just a "late autumn",

In the blink of an eye, at least five or six "Late Autumn" appeared at the same time, surrounding Qing Hui and his group.

There was almost no pause, and the scene fell into a melee.

Qing Hu simply released Xuanyu, and Xuanyu's body grew larger in an instant, involving the entire Fanye Sect disciples in the melee.

Although Erfu's body has become smaller, his strength is still there and he can flexibly create chaos everywhere.

Even Song Tanxi, the only one with little fighting ability, had Meng Epiphyllum helping to make all kinds of strange noises, completely turning the scene into a puddle of muddy water.

Changli never imagined that such a scene would happen.

He clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name again,

"Amitabha."

Then he flashed in front of Qing Hua, and the Buddha beads instantly enlarged, trapping Qing Hua in them. Before Qing Hua had time to break free, he was taken to the back mountain of Fanye Sect, where he lived, Lan Yin Temple, as if teleporting.<

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Before the green cypress tree fell to the ground, it turned around and turned into red leaves all over the sky, breaking free from the shackles of the beads.

The red leaves gathered together, and the green cypress stepped dangerously on the edge of the pagoda, looking down at Chang Li who was standing under the pagoda.

"Stinky monk, do you think I'm afraid of you?" Qing Hua flicked his hand, and the silver threads wrapped around his fingertips turned into countless strands, and they rushed toward Changli like a dense network.

Chang Li's body was like an afterimage, and he easily dodged Qingshan's attack. Then the Buddhist beads from his palm flew out again, and he easily entangled Qingshan's entangled soul that turned into countless silver threads around his waist.
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Then he reached out and held the other end.

"Princess, why don't you and I be honest, what do you want?" Changli's evil eyes stared deeply at Qing Hua.

If he were an ordinary person, he would have been confused by those evil eyes, but Qing Hui remained unmoved at all. He even gritted his teeth and tugged at the lingering soul in his hand, but unfortunately, it did not move.

She is indeed no match for Chang Li, an old bald donkey.

Qing Hui just deliberately used Lan Qianxue to cause trouble, and then used Changli's hands to muddy the situation, just to prevent Changli from guessing her purpose.

I didn’t expect that this stinky monk has so many evil thoughts, and he can guess that she has ulterior motives.

Qing Hui said coldly: "I told you to hand over that little bitch Qi Mingyue to me! Do you think that if you take her away like that, she will be safe? I tell you, there is no way! Don't talk about you alone

Xumi Mountain, even if you take her and run back to Lanxizhou, I will still chase her and kill her!"

"The young monk said that the princess's request is difficult for me to comply with. The princess insists on doing this?" Chang Li's slightly narrow eyes narrowed slightly.

"Yes." Qing Hui replied very decisively.

Changli smiled softly.

"The young monk has tolerated everything, but the princess insists on pushing him every step of the way. In this case, the young monk is offended."

Chang Li let go of his hand, and the string of Buddhist beads wrapped around the green cypress instantly turned into a golden cage, and the green cypress was trapped in it. At the same time, Chang Li recited an unintelligible Buddhist scripture in his mouth, and the golden characters were wrapped around each other.

On top of the golden cage, completely seal the golden cage, trapping Qing Hui in it like a death row.

Those buzzing sounds made Qing Hui’s ears ring, but fortunately she couldn’t understand what he was saying.
Chapter completed!