human suffering

Chapter 1229
Mu En felt that his own chess was not that easy to play, and it was not that he had never done the trick of chess players. Who could beat the Jade Emperor?
Seeing his position clearly, Mu En turned around and smiled at Cai Gen.

"Cai Gen, I've got my eye on you, it's not that easy to die.

In this life, I am the scariest thing for you
Ah, what are you doing? "

While Mu En was thinking over and over again, Cai Gen was not idle.

The Gonggong clan in the sky was completely restrained by the Dharma figure of the arhat who raised the bowl, and depending on the situation, they should not be able to beat this bald donkey.

For Cai Gen, this can only be regarded as a mixed blessing.

After all, these two groups of people, if you keep up with them, are your enemies and problems you need to face.

They pinched each other, and Cai Gen was happy to see it succeed, and it saved him trouble.

If this arhat holding a bowl can really wipe out all these ancestral souls, Cai Gen turned around and left, calling it a day.

There is no objection to the fact that you can't beat the Bowl Arhat, and Cai Gen will not be overwhelmed.

However, Moon is right in front of him.

If she is not killed, Cai Gen feels that there will be great regrets left today.

It just depends on this girl's temperament, she is definitely No. 1 for making trouble for herself.

Day and night protection, how are you going to live in those days?
In particular, isn't the attitude of the arhat holding a bowl very clear?
Even Mu En tried to stop him when he wanted to deal with him, and even said some incomprehensible nonsense, what do you mean?

What is the relationship between uncle and nephew and daughter-in-law?

Could it be a relative of Mu En's mother-in-law's family?

Is this arhat holding a bowl the older brother or younger brother of Lingzimu?
Cai Gen was taken aback by his speculation.

Is this spirit mother so powerful in the west?
Not to mention the five hundred sons who are Buddhists, are even the brothers at the level of Arhats?
If there is a chance, it is necessary to continue to explore the details of the mother and child, which must be put on the agenda.

Then, with the face of the spirit son and mother, how far can I do it?

How much face does Lingzimu have?
Cai Gen glanced at Xiaotianmao, wanting to ask for proof, without words, complete eye contact.

"Xiaotian, that arhat who raised his bowl didn't want Mu En to kill me, why?"

"Master, I can't think of the reason, we are safe for the time being, Munn dare not move."

"If you say that, Mu En doesn't dare to move, let's do something wrong."

"Master, I think it is feasible. Today is the day, and it will be exhausting to catch her in the future. I have long wanted to kill her."

After confirming his eyes, Cai Gen quietly climbed up, Xiao Tianmao's back.

He raised his butcher knife like a medieval knight, aiming at Munn's back.

When Xiaotian Mao sprinted, he took advantage of the combination of a cat and a dog.

Both the dog's momentum and the cat's silence were taken into account, until Mu En suddenly turned around and said harshly, the two of them, master and servant, had already come behind her.

Mu En put half of his ruthless words, saw the dark butcher knife going straight to his heart, and turned pale with shock.

Today's spell failure may be related to the big formation above, or it may be related to this closed space. Anyway, I don't see any skills that I can use today.

If he relied on his own physical body to resist Cai Gen's knife, he might end up writing this in his life, and what happened in the future would have nothing to do with him.

If I want to return to this world again, it may not be so long before the year of the monkey.

No, I can't leave the arena, watching the wind and clouds surging, the sky is about to change.

How can there be no place for me, Moon?

It didn't take long to judge, and Munn made a decision instinctively.

At the moment when Cai Gen's knife was about to stab into his heart, Mu En made an incomparably quick dodge, and gave way to the back of the arhat who was holding the bowl, directly exposing him to Cai Gen's butcher knife.

"Uncle, be careful, Cai Gen sneak attack."

In fact, there is no difference between whether there is this reminder or not. Mu En is just pretending.

He knew very well what happened behind the scenes.

If he wanted to hide, he would have done so long ago. The reason why he didn't hide was because he had the golden body of Arhat.

It is not impossible to break one's own defense, but it will definitely not be a player like Cai Gen.

Sure enough, after Cai Gen was dodged by Mu En, it was too late to withdraw his sword.

It straightly stabbed at the back of the arhat holding the bowl, and then a burst of flames splattered.

Sure enough, the butcher's knife didn't break through the defense of Arhat's golden body, not even the lama's clothes.

Feeling that Cai Gen's momentum was exhausted, the arhat raised his bowl and turned around, gently pushing the tip of the butcher knife with his palm.

"Presumptuous, let you wait to understand?

My eldest sister is spoiled by you, so I have to spoil you too? "

With the palm of the arhat holding the bowl, Cai Gen felt that he could no longer hold the butcher knife with both hands, and the handle of the knife hit his chest directly, and then rolled back quickly.

This was the second time today that he felt like he was hit by a train. Cai Gen felt a sharp pain in his chest, and he vomited out a mouthful of blood that couldn't stop.

Looking down at the sunken front heart, I don't know how many ribs were broken.

Fortunately, he maintained his Nunu form. If he was a normal person, he would definitely die.

Is the strength gap so big?

So how strong is the ancestral soul that he fought with just now?
Fortunately, I didn't do it directly, otherwise I would have been cold early.

Lying on the ground, looking at Xiaotianmao lying next to him, he must have been injured a lot, after all, he helped Cai Gen resist most of the strength just now.

Xiaotianmao's mouth was full of blood, and he immediately expressed his concern for Cai Gen.

"Master, are you alright?"

"The ribs must be all shattered, and the arms and legs are sore.

The bone fracture is the lightest, and I can't move for a while.

How are you, Xiao Tian? "

Xiaotianmao wanted to raise his head, tried, but failed.

"I'm okay, all the bones that can be broken are broken, and there is still a lot of internal bleeding, but I have stopped it with black inflammation, and let Lingzimu treat it well in a while.

What kind of relatives, they don't give Lingzimu any face at all. "

Knowing how to complain, it shouldn't be a big deal, Cai Gen felt relieved.

No matter what kind of relative, I stabbed him in the back with a knife, and if I didn't kill myself with one move, it was considered merciful.

And Mickey didn't take the initiative to protect him, he must have known that he couldn't die.

It must be inevitable to suffer some guilt.

It's just a pity that Mu En was not stabbed to death and lost money.

Looking for such an opportunity again, today is a bit difficult.

Pushing Cai Gen away, the arhat raised his bowl and glared at Mu En, then turned and continued on his way.

Mu En's blood turned cold from seeing him, and he was really afraid that if the arhat raised his bowl, he would push himself like that, and he would be useless.

Originally, the old injury on the head hadn't healed, if he suffered another blow, he wouldn't be able to become a vegetative state.

He dared not speak, and followed closely behind the arhat who raised his bowl, not knowing how far it was and how big this place was.

The underground people may not have taken this episode seriously, but the Jiumei Gong in the heavenly battle group couldn't stand it.

The glorious tradition of shamanism to protect the calf is also inherited from Zu Wu.

Therefore, Gong Jiumei couldn't stand seeing Cai Gen injured.

(End of this chapter)