Suddenly he shouted loudly: "Guards, come and protect me, I want to go back home."
An San knocked the city guard who came running over to him to the ground with just a few moves, but he didn't kill anyone.
Looking at the guards who were knocked to the ground, Helan Xue screamed.
"Yue Qianli, how dare you? Are you going to go against our City Lord's Mansion? If you hit me, my father will not let you go."
Jiang Ling didn't let Yue Qianli speak this time, he was really annoyed.
"An Yi, An San, give her a good lesson, let her know that we don't discriminate between men and women when we beat people.
Even if it is the city lord, if he repeatedly disobeys others, he should be beaten.
I'm already grateful that I didn't kill you.
I told the city lord last time not to let you appear in front of us.
Since the people in the City Lord's Mansion are not afraid of death, then come on, we have nothing to fear."
Having said that, he said no more.
He turned to look at the monk at the gate of Chanjing Temple and walked forward.
"I suppose this is the abbot? You've been watching the whole thing, too. Do you have any insights?"
"Amitabha, I have nothing to say.
It's fair that you have to pay for the sins you commit.
It's really hard for Donor Yue to have such an incident happen to such an innocent person."
After saying that, he looked at Yue Qianli and Jiang Ling.
“My two benefactors, the future is promising, just follow your heart.
If fate brings us together despite the distance, we should know each other, cherish each other and stay together."
He looked at Shen Yinyun, Gu Chenfeng, Xiaozaizai and Jiang Hao again.
“They are all kind-hearted people, and they will definitely be blessed by gods and Buddhas.
Amitabha, well done, well done."
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