The Great Demon of Martial Arts

Chapter 138 Meeting Ye Qingming on the Road

After Ji Chuan left the six-door mansion, he carried the brocade box in his hand and walked towards the inn without stopping.

Just as Ji Chuan was walking on the road, the crowd in front of him staggered, and even some of the goods carried by the vendors were overturned and scattered everywhere.

"what!"

There were bursts of screams, and ordinary people walking on the roads in the city ran around in panic.

A figure in a state of embarrassment ran towards Ji Chuan, followed by two bald monks chasing him.

Ji Chuan narrowed his eyes, dodged, came to the edge of the road, avoided this figure, and continued to walk forward, without the intention of watching the excitement.

However, just before Ji Chuan took two steps, the embarrassed figure finally approached slowly. I don't know if it was exhausted due to the long-distance running, and finally couldn't hold on and was tripped to the ground.

He fell down about ten feet in front of Ji Chuan, Ji Chuan glanced at it, and was about to ignore it, but it was this glance that made him stop immediately.

"Ye Qingming!"

Ji Chuan frowned slightly, thinking to himself.

At this time, Ye Qingming no longer had that smiling face, his face was pale, his lips were dry and chapped, his body was dirty and unkempt, and he was miserable.

Even so, it only surprised Ji Chuan, he shook his head and walked past Ye Qingming expressionlessly.

He and Ye Qingming were no more than acquaintances, far from being able to draw swords to help each other, and with Ji Chuan's personality, he couldn't do such a thing.

"Brother Ji!" Suddenly, a loud shout resounded.

Ji Chuan hadn't taken a few steps just now, and stopped again, staring at Ye Qingming with lowered eyes, and remained silent.

He is waiting for Ye Qingming's explanation, otherwise, he will kill Ye Qingming right now.

Because Ye Qingming's loud shout successfully attracted the attention of the two monks.

The two monks glared at Ji Chuan. Although they knew that Ji Chuan might not be his accomplice, they were used to being domineering, and they couldn't even touch the sand in their eyes.

"Brother Ji, save me!" Ye Qingming uttered again, feeling a burst of tearing pain from his chapped lips, and even a trace of blood burst out.

This miserable appearance did not earn Ji Chuan sympathy, he had lost his patience, and slowly drew out the iron sword at his waist.

The sword is half out of its sheath!
Ji Chuan doesn't want to cause trouble, especially at this critical moment, but he is not afraid of trouble, just settle it.

Kill Ye Qingming first, and then, if these two bald donkeys mess around again, they might as well kill them together.

The two monks didn't know why, but when they saw Ji Chuan drew out his weapon, thinking that he was going to save Ye Qingming, their expressions suddenly became serious, and they immediately prepared to fight.

However, the two monks didn't know what was going on, but he, Ye Qingming, knew that Ji Chuan was going to kill him, and his face suddenly changed, and his fear gradually became stronger.

At any rate, I had met Ji Chuan a few times, but I didn't expect him to be as cold-blooded and ruthless as before.

In fact, Ye Qingming himself is not like this, cold-blooded, cunning, and insidious.

Ji Chuan Jianfeng pointed at Ye Qingming, looked at him indifferently, and said: "I am afraid of trouble, and you have caused me trouble, so you can only die."

After finishing speaking, Ji Chuan raised his hand and stabbed it, just when it reached Ye Qingming's throat.

Everything is in between lightning and flint!
At this moment, Ye Qingming closed his eyes slightly, and shouted: "Brother Ji, wait a minute, do you remember the tea shop by the roadside? Do you remember that woman?"

Ye Qingming closed his eyes completely, waiting for the fate to come, hoping that good luck would favor him, and hoping that Ji Chuan's matter would arouse Ji Chuan's interest.

Even, Ji Chuan will help him because of this matter.

Sure enough, after listening to Ye Qingming's words, the fine iron sword in Ji Chuan's hand suddenly stopped, without any trembling, it kept pressing against Ye Qingming's throat, threatening his life.

Ji Chuan remembered that tea shop.

That woman was killed by him.

Ye Qingming was not talking about these two things, Ji Chuan knew it clearly.

So it is worth mentioning that it can save Ye Qingming's life, probably only the residual picture in his arms.

Ji Chuan is somewhat interested in this, he doesn't mind saving Ye Qingming, if the result is not satisfactory, he can just kill him again, it doesn't take much trouble.

Silence for a long time!

Ye Qingming, who closed his eyes slightly, opened them slowly, and found that Ji Chuan was staring at him indifferently, and swallowed hard.

"You made the right bet!" Ye Qingming rejoiced secretly, calmed down a little in his heart, and continued: "I hope brother Ji saved my life, I am very grateful."

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Ji Chuan's tone was flat, making it impossible to see his anger or joy.

Ye Qingming immediately became nervous. Although he didn't get along with Ji Chuan for a long time, he knew Ji Chuan very well, and his ruthless character.

If he couldn't explain why, he might be slaughtered by Ji Chuan before being caught by the two bald donkeys behind him.

Just when Ye Qingming was about to say something.

At this time, the two monks who were chasing Ye Qingming immediately became unhappy, and said, "This benefactor knows Ye Qingming?"

"You can say that." Ji Chuan nodded.

"Benefactor, Ye Qingming's crime of killing my Buddhist disciple is unforgivable. My brother and I need to take him back to the monastery and make him repent in front of the Buddha, Amitabha!"

This monk has always had a pleasant face, even when it comes to the killing of Buddhist disciples, he still does not change his face, and said lightly.

However, before Ji Chuan could speak...

"Hmph, what's the use of brother talking nonsense to him?" Another monk had a bad temper and said angrily.

Immediately, Ji Chuan narrowed his eyes and said, "The two are from Shaolin?"

"That's right!" the monk called Senior Brother nodded.

"He can kill you Shaolin..." Ji Chuan pointed at Ye Qingming, and as he spoke, the words in his mouth hadn't come out completely, and he suddenly frowned and stared at Ye Qingming.

Just now, my mind was focused on the two monks, and I didn't pay much attention to Ye Qingming, let's look at it now...

Ji Chuan swallowed what he was going to say, looked at Ye Qingming and said in surprise: "You have been promoted to Xiantian?"

The first time I saw Ye Qingming, he was only on the first floor of Houtian, and under the shadow of his father, he was working in the Six Doors. He didn't expect that he hadn't seen him for a while, but he was already walking hand in hand with him, which really surprised him.

"Brother Ji, this is not the time to care about this, let's think about how to leave." Ye Qingming had no other thoughts, instead he was anxious and smiled wryly.

Ye Qingming continued: "Brother Ji, don't worry, you must tell Brother Ji everything, otherwise even if you kill me, I won't have any complaints."

Ji Chuan and Ye Qingming talked as if no one was around, the senior brother looked at them indifferently, but the senior brother was not so easy to talk, he was so angry.

If it wasn't for seeing that his senior brother had been treating him calmly, he would have rushed over and arrested the two of them long ago.

"Brother, we can't wait any longer." The junior said.

"Don't worry, it won't be too late after the two benefactors have finished chatting, junior brother, don't worry." The senior brother said unhurriedly.

"Brother..."

However, his senior brother had no distractions and read the scriptures silently.

(End of this chapter)