At that moment, Shi Chan Kong made a move and quickly walked to Liuli's side. The swastika symbol in the Buddhist beads transformed into a constantly spinning golden wheel. The golden wheel was the size of a palm, and its body was filled with Buddhist light, occasionally emitting faint Buddhist music.
With a furrowed brow, Shi Chan spun the golden wheel, cutting the ropes binding Liu Li. The wheel's sharp edges forced Shi Chan to tread carefully to avoid injuring Liu Li.
But the rope, made of some unknown material, was incredibly flexible and could not be cut by the sharp golden wheel.
Ignoring the ropes binding her, Liuli looked at Shichan and scolded, "Little monk, how dangerous that was! You were almost killed by someone, do you know that?"
Shi Chan looked up and saw that Liuli still had tear stains at the corners of her eyes, and her face was still deathly pale. His heart warmed, and even his eyes softened. He shook his head and said softly, "The young lady was trapped because she was trying to save this humble monk. How could this humble monk abandon her?"
"Are you stupid!" Liuli scolded and felt sorry for him at the same time, frowning as she said, "I wasn't in any danger at the time. What would have happened if you had dodged first? You're such a blockhead, so inflexible!"
“This humble monk…” Shi Chan hesitated for a moment, but still honestly said, “At that time, the young lady was bound by ropes and surrounded by demons. If this humble monk had dodged, I was afraid that the young lady would have been harmed.”
A sweet feeling welled up in Liuli's heart, as if someone had poured a jar of honey into it, filling her with a delightful sweetness. She smiled broadly and said, "Little monk, you're so considerate of me, then you..."
She drew out her words and asked with a smile, "...Do you like me?"
Shi Chan's hands trembled, and the golden wheel also trembled, almost cutting the glass. He quickly steadied himself, his cheeks slightly flushed, and lowered his head, saying, "Miss is joking. This humble monk...this humble monk has received full ordination and would never dare to have such a thought."
Liuli frowned and said unhappily, "The complete vow, it's the complete vow again, I hate the complete vow!"
Shi Chan lowered his head and dared not answer, focusing only on cutting the ropes binding Liuli.
At this moment, a sneer came from the side. Li Molin mocked, "You monk are really interesting. What binds Liuli is my demon race's treasure, the 'Binding God Rope.' With your cultivation level, do you think you can cut it?"
Upon hearing his words, Ji Jue turned around in his busy schedule, stumbled, and burst into laughter: "Interesting, truly interesting!"
"Binding God Rope!" Liu Li's expression changed, and she angrily said, "Li Molin, you bastard, did you have to use the Binding God Rope to tie me up?"
Li Molin gave a cold snort, waved his short staff and released several ghost faces in succession. As soon as the ghost faces appeared, they rushed towards Liang Yihan with a strange laugh.
Liang Yihan retreated repeatedly and hurriedly summoned his flying sword back. With a series of changes in his sword's direction, the flying sword swiftly sliced through the many ghost faces, shattering them into specks of black light that dissipated. However, his flying sword also became tainted with more demonic energy in the process, forcing him to use his own spiritual power to dispel the demonic energy, leaving him somewhat flustered.
When Li Molin had a moment to spare, he reached out to Liuli. The ropes binding Liuli glowed with a dazzling black light and dragged her toward Li Molin.
Liuli screamed repeatedly, and Shichan's expression changed drastically. He called out urgently, "Miss Liuli!" He instinctively tried to chase after her, but a ghost face blocked his way.
Li Molin grabbed Liuli's arm, which was tightly bound by ropes, and called out, "Yu Ke, Ji Jue, let's go!"
At that time, Yu Ke and Ji Jue were evenly matched with Yan Huayin and Yu Xing, and the battle was evenly matched. Yu Ke and Ji Jue were already tired of the agile and tricky flying swords. Upon hearing the words, they both agreed and slashed the flying swords around them far away. They turned into black lights and flew away one after another.
Li Molin gripped Liuli tightly, unleashing several ghostly faces to restrain Liang Yihan and Shi Chan, while he himself, carrying Liuli, transformed into a streak of black light and vanished in an instant. Only Liuli's unwilling voice remained, calling out, "Little monk... little monk!"
The four of them quickly dispersed the numerous ghost faces. Yan Huayin quietly approached the panting Liang Yihan and whispered, "Senior Brother Han, in my opinion, that woman is clearly a human. Why would that demon use the Binding God Rope to tie her up?"
Liang Yihan was heartbroken as he looked at his crimson flying sword stained with demonic energy. Upon hearing this, he casually said, "Demons act mysteriously. Who knows what madness they might be going through?"
After the ghost faces were scattered, Shi Chan looked up and around, but he could no longer see Li Molin and Liu Li. He subconsciously wanted to chase after them, but he didn't know which direction to go, and a look of confusion appeared on his face.
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