"Business owner, I'll bring you a jar of wine and five pounds of meat. It's not bad!" Before Li Xiuyuan could reply, a call came from outside the shed.

At this moment, Monk Ruoli, who was walking out with his back to the wooden shed door, frowned and drank the remaining wine in his glass in one gulp.

Li Xiuyuan saw two men, one fat and one thin, walking in carelessly, greeting Cuihua and Erwa, and immediately sat down at the table at the entrance.

Both of them were wearing bamboo hats, and after entering the door, they took them off and placed them on the stools by the table. Both of them were dressed in black, and the fat man had a long scar on his face, which was obviously injured not long ago.

Cuihua moved quickly, and as soon as the two sat down, she brought a pot of tea to the guests who came in.

"Guest, please wait a moment. Food and wine will be served to you immediately. Please take a sip of hot tea first."

After saying hello and wiping the table, Cuihua turned around and asked Erwa to cut mutton for the guests and get them wine.

Monk Ruoli poured himself another glass of wine without saying anything. After drinking it all in one gulp, his brows were already furrowed into the character "Sichuan".

Li Xiuyuan's heart skipped a beat, and he silently took two talisman papers and put them on the table, gently pushing them in front of him: "Don't worry, I still have a few more of these."

With just one glance, Li Xiuyuan could tell that the cultivation level of the two people who came in was no lower than that of monk Ruoli.

And thinking about the anxious look on the monk's face when he first came in, he thought to himself that he had promised not to be involved in the karma of worldly affairs anymore, but this oath was still floating in the sky and had not yet fallen to the ground.

Cause and effect broke in inexplicably.

Monk Ruoli was stunned for a moment, his brows gradually widened as he looked at the two talismans in front of him, and he said in a low voice: "You are the living Bodhisattva who saves the suffering, Monk, I owe you..."

Before he could finish speaking, the thin man sitting at the door looked at the two of them and shouted sharply: "Monk, you ran away, but you flew across the Tongtian River!"

When the fat man sitting in front of him heard this, he immediately stood up with a roar.

Looking at Monk Ruoli who was sitting opposite Li Xiuyuan, he said coldly: "The Tongtian River is nice, you don't even need to dig a hole... Monk, just jump down, our brothers can let you go."

"Hey, you are working hard against each other, aren't you afraid of being buried in the Tongtian River?".

Monk Ruoli sighed, did not turn around but quietly put away the two talisman papers on the table, and spoke unusually calmly.

The fat man said disdainfully: "You also have today... By the way, our third and fourth sons have been waiting for you underground for many years. Let me kill you today..."

"Brother, don't talk nonsense, just go straight and chop this loser with a knife!" The skinny man's face instantly became colder than the water of the Tongtian River.

Monk Ruoli turned around and did not look at the two people sitting there. Instead, he got up and walked out of the shed.

While saying quietly: "It's useless to talk more, come out and don't hurt the innocent shopkeepers."

As if he remembered something, the fat man turned around, looked at Li Xiuyuan and said, "Does that... of yours work? Monk, I only have one life!"

Li Xiuyuan held half a glass of spiritual wine and stared blankly at the cold Tongtian River. He didn't even move his brows, and the expression on his face was like a lake.

He said softly: "Don't worry, I will never lie to anyone."

Monk Ruoli sighed and continued walking toward the grove on the river bank: "That way, I feel relieved."

The fat man chuckled and said: "Monk, why don't you run for me and see where you can go?!"

The thin man sneered, stretched out his hand and unsheathed his long sword, as if he was about to kill someone if they disagreed.

However, the fat man stood in front of him. He looked at him and said: "If you can't run away, let's go together... After we deal with him, he will come back and continue to drink and eat meat."

Upon hearing this, the thin man turned to Cuihua and shouted: "Lady boss, prepare the food and drinks, my two brothers will go kill someone first!" After saying that, he got out.

Cuihua was so frightened that she couldn't help but looked at the indifferent Li Xiuyuan and said in a daze: "Little brother, what should we do now?"

Li Xiuyuan sighed, looked at her and smiled: "Cold salad!"

After speaking, he silently took out the iron bow and placed the talisman arrows on the stool beside the table. Since the life and death battle with Ouyang Xuan, he had prepared many talisman arrows for himself on the Bamboo Peak.

He prepared this for the snow mountain ruins. Unexpectedly, before crossing the Tongtian River, it was put to use by the monk Ruoming.

In his opinion, it must be Monk Ruoli's former enemy. After getting the monk's broken arm, he followed him all the way to seek revenge. The monk who lost his arm must not be able to defeat the two of them.

When Cuihua saw Li Xiuyuan coming out with an iron bow and arrows, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She finally believed that the monk's arm was cut off by the young man in front of her!

Two against two, the monk should not be afraid of these two fierce-looking guys.

Erwa looked at Li Xiuyuan and asked worriedly: "Little brother, do you want us to help?"

Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said, "Monk walked into the woods because he was afraid of accidentally hurting you two... Don't worry, I'm here?"

Although the two had a life-and-death battle on the high platform in front of the Tianyun Mountain Hall, and Li Xiuyuan almost killed Monk Ruoli, it did not affect his friendship with a Buddhist monk.

In his opinion, both Ruoli and himself became demons and became Buddhas with one thought.

However, looking at the monk's smell of alcohol and suppressed red face, he knew that probably since his debut, Shou Shang, who had a broken arm in front of him, had never been as aggrieved as he was today.

Erwa nodded and asked, "Should we stay away?"

In his opinion, since he can't help, he should hide as far away as possible to avoid becoming a burden to the two of them.

Li Xiuyuan stared in the direction of the grove, took a sip of herbal tea, held the bow and arrow, stood up and walked towards the shed.

He said quietly: "No need, just pretend you didn't see anything and just sit here and drink tea."

Seeing that there was going to be a fight and murder, the few guests in the shed quickly called Cuihua to pay the bill and leave, fearing that they would be affected by this incoming misfortune.

"Wait!"

Li Xiuyuan smiled and said quietly: "I will ask the monk to give you some money later."

For Li Xiuyuan, whether it was a killer or a bandit, once they found him, they would give him money. Ximen Wuhen happened to take the iron plate and he was thinking about where to go to earn some spiritual stones.

After all, the courtyard in Loulan City still lacks a lot of spiritual stones.

Walking forward leisurely, Monk Ruoli suddenly laughed when he reached the edge of the grove.

He turned around and looked at the fat man and the thin man and said, "You want to avenge the three dead tigers and the four dead tigers. Do you want to kill me?"

The fat man unsheathed his long sword with a clanking sound, looked at him and said seriously: "I just don't want to see you break an arm and have to suffer in the world."

"What nonsense did the eldest brother tell him? He chopped off his head with a sword and gave it to the third brother, so that the fourth brother could take revenge!"

The thin man said bitterly: "This flesh of his body just feeds the fish in the Tongtian River!"

"Look, monk, my brother just wants to kill you! People like you can only die!" the fat man said from the side.

Monk Ruoli looked at Li Xiuyuan standing on the sandy slope outside the food shed holding an iron bow in the distance, and let out a long breath.

Looking at the two of them, he said: "In that case, there is no need to discuss it."

The thin man took a step forward and said, "I want to see if you, a guy with a broken arm, can still kill people with a sword!"

At this time, Li Xiuyuan, who was standing on the sandy slope, had silently strung up his iron bow, took a talisman arrow in his hand, and murmured to himself: "There is actually a moon today."

When I looked up, I saw the moon and stars were sparse. It was a perfect weather for people to bend their bows and kill people.

The fat man looked at Monk Ruoli, who was less than five feet away from him, and said coldly: "Monk, come on, I'll kill you and I'll go to the river with my second brother and have a drink before sending you on your way."

Monk Ruoli sneered and said, "You should try killing one."

A gust of river wind blew, and the thinner man's voice suddenly turned into a ghostly smile: "Damn monk, pay for my brother's life!"

After speaking, the two of them pointed the long swords in their hands at Monk Ruoli who was holding the sword in his left hand.

As for the Li Xiuyuan they saw in the food shed, he was just a passing skinny sheep between them. After killing the monk, he went back and killed the young man along the way.

Monk Ruoli sighed, looked at Li Xiuyuan in the distance and said, "Do you think the monk will die tonight?"

Li Xiuyuan stood on the sandy slope without speaking, but pointed with his finger at the crescent moon that was about to climb up the hillside.

Monk Ruoli was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "That's true!"

There was a hint of ridicule in the fat man's eyes, and the long sword in his hand burst out with sword energy in an instant, slashing at Monk Ruoli in front of him, as if he was going to devour the opponent in front of him in the next moment.

Monk Ruoli, who was holding the sword in his left hand, felt a pain in his chest before he could retreat. When he lowered his head, he saw a deep blood mark visible on his flesh.

The fat man's lightning sword not only cut through his monk's robes, but also broke his Buddhist golden body.

The thin man didn't want to fall behind at all, and rushed to Monk Ruoli's side in an instant. Ruoli instantly felt the threat from the two of them and had to retreat again.

"Brother, don't be soft, kill him with one sword!" the thin man said coldly.

At this time, the sword energy in the fat man's hand whined again, and a cold sword energy cut through the night wind, slashing towards Monk Ruoli who was retreating all the way.

"Watch where you are going!" the thin man shouted and immediately rushed forward.

Monk Ruoli, who was retreating all the way, suddenly slashed out with his sword. Even with his left-hand sword, he slashed out a slash with flaming sword energy toward the two men.

"Boom!" a sound sounded.

The long sword in the fat man's hand and the long sword in Ruoli's hand met in the air, emitting a dazzling red light, like a burning sun, exploding in the night.

The figure of the thin man also rushed up in the light, and the long sword in his hand stabbed like a poisonous snake like the monk Ruoli who couldn't change his moves.

The speed is so fast that a monk with a broken arm cannot escape.

Ruoli yelled as he was retreating, and suddenly three figures appeared, and the three sword auras bloomed brighter and brighter like fireworks, instantly illuminating a large open space outside the grove.

Just when the fireworks were blooming at their peak, three sword energies blocked the two fat and thin men who were clinging to them like evil spirits.

The fat man rushing in front paused involuntarily, and it was this momentary pause that gave Ruoli a chance to breathe.

He managed to avoid the fatal sword attack from the thin man.

Dang, Dang, Dang! Three sword sounds sounded in the night sky, which seemed extremely shocking.
To be continued...