1222 Buddhist Dharma Name 2
Xiaoqiang shook his head and said like a little adult: "Hey, you don't understand. It is a great merit for monks to save people in the world. My ideal is to be a good monk who saves all living beings!"
Looking at Xiaoqiang's serious look, Murong Ningyue couldn't help but feel funny. This was the first time she heard about this ideal. She was about to tease Xiaoqiang for a few more words. A passerby in front bumped into Murong Ningyue щwwlā
"Oh! Girl, aren't you having eyes? Why are you walking? The old man was hit by you, so pay the money quickly! Otherwise, don't think about leaving!"
Murong Ningyue looked up and saw a guy who looked like a gangster shouting at Murong Ningyue while covering his stomach. Murong Ningyue was also feeling a little embarrassed when she saw this. She didn't expect that there were still people in this fairy world who were hitting the car. It seemed that there were technical jobs like hitting the car, but this guy's business was really too impure.
The road in Guyang City is quite wide, and there are not many people on the street at this time. How could Murong Ningyue runs well and runs into this guy? It is obvious that this guy himself deliberately bumped into this guy.
The passers-by around were obviously aware of this. They all whispered to the side, not the gangster, but no one dared to step forward. It seemed that this gangster was still a hard character in Guyang City.
Murong Ningyue was about to argue with the gangster, but Xiaoqiang pulled Murong Ningyue's clothes and said, "Senior Sister Sirao, this guy is named Wang Wei. He is a famous gangster in Guyang City. Let's just give him some money and send him away. It's better not to have any trouble."
Murong Ningyue suddenly said anxiously: "Why? How can this guy be so shameless and doesn't teach him some lessons? Besides, I'm a dignified immortal, and a first-rate immortal is also an immortal. This guy is not even a spiritual emperor, but he is not as good as you. Why should we endure it?"
Murong Ningyue's violent temper has risen again. Murong Ningyue couldn't swallow this shameless gangster, so she walked directly to Wang Wei and slapped him.
"Bang!"
After a crisp sound, Wang Wei covered his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood and said, "You... dare you hit me? Do you know who I am?"
"Bang!"
The answer to Wang Wei was Murong Ningyue's slap. After the slap, Murong Ningyue said with a domineering look on her face: "I don't care who you are! I actually came across this lady when I hit her. I will let you see what it means to hit her!"
After Murong Ningyue said that, she kicked Wang Wei's stomach again. Wang Wei's body flew out more than ten meters, and she lay on the ground and let out painful wails.
Murong Ningyue didn't use much force these few times. If she had really used all her strength, Wang Wei would have been shot to death. At this time, Murong Ningyue felt very happy. This is her style of behavior.
But Xiaoqiang watched Murong Ningyue do all this and quickly pulled Murong Ningyue out of the city, saying as he walked: "Senior Sister Sirao, you have caused a big disaster! Although this Wang Wei is a gangster with garbage cultivation, there is a second-grade immortal behind him to support him. Let's go quickly, otherwise that second-grade immortal will be miserable when he comes!"
Although Murong Ningyue was not afraid of the so-called second-grade immortal, she left Guyang City under Xiaoqiang's pull and pull. As soon as she returned to Kongruo Temple, Monk Kong smiled and said, "Si Rao, why did she come back so early? Isn't it fun in the city?"
Chapter completed!