Those who are lazy and hate labor are accompanied by laziness in their practice.

Therefore, this kind of robber generally has low cultivation.

If you are used to bullying the weak and afraid of the strong, you will be useless in both martial arts and magic.

Not the opponent of Ink Painting at all.

Of course, there are also some "hard stubborn".

This is considered a local "traitor". It is organized, but not strong, has rules, but not strict.

There are many people, and they are all evil and have a greedy mind.

Relying on the large number of people and the powerful, Mo Hua was a young monk, so the lion spoke up.

The ink painting gave them spirit stones, but they felt that it was not enough.

They also wanted to paint ink and leave their chariots and horses.

What's even more excessive is that they accidentally saw Bai Zixi and opened their mouths and said:

"This little girl is going to stay!"

Several other robbers also showed covetousness, "This little girl looks good and sells it to the city, and it is estimated that it is worth a lot of spirit stones."

"There must be hundreds..."

"Thousands of unpromising things!"

Mohua is angry.

Dare to sell his senior sister?

Bai Zisheng was even more angry.

He didn't say nonsense, and directly pulled out his spear, the dim spiritual power was stirred up, and his body was as if he had entered a no-man's realm, piercing the thighs of the current robbers and letting them kneel down.

Then put away the spear and punched them one by one.

From shooting a gun to punching, it was just a matter of a flash.

The robber was in an uproar and then furious:

"What a arrogant little devil!"

"Everyone come together!"

"Born them!"

"Sell them to human traffickers!"

...

Other robbers rushed forward.

Some surrounded Bai Zisheng, while others came to paint ink.

Bai Zisheng was unafraid of being happy, with a surge of spiritual power, a thriving fist force, and a great battle in all directions.

He is a child of a noble family, at the peak of the ninth level of Qi refining, and his martial arts are extremely powerful. He often discusses body skills with Mo Hua. He naturally does not have much effort to deal with these robbers.

Although these robbers were many, they fought against each other. They had no cooperation or rules, and were gradually defeated one by one.

A few ink paintings also came.

Mo Hua rode on the back of a big white horse, tapped his fingers, and fireballs flew out one by one, knocking down all the robbers who rushed over.

There are no robbers, they cannot be solved by a fireball technique.

If not, just send it again!

There was only one fish that escaped the net, and took advantage of the fireball technique to approach the land of Mohua for ten feet.

But before he could take action, Dabai slammed and kicked him away.

The robber was kicked away like a sandbag, hit the mountain wall, fell to the ground, and his bones were smashed to pieces.

Dabai rubbed his head with his ink painting, as if he was seeking credit.

Mo Hua also put his hands on Dabai's neck and said with a smile:

"Today I will get some more weeds and I will give you some extra meals!"

Dabai sniffed again, very satisfied.

In just one cup of tea, the robbers were defeated and fell to the ground and wailed.

Some of them wanted to run away, but were also fixed by Mo Hua using the water prison technique. Bai Zisheng caught up with him, and shot him one by one and all of them were stabbed down.

Bai Zisheng was so embarrassed, "Dare you going to attack my sister?"

He beat up several of the robbers in the lead.

Mo Hua thought about it and felt that he should move his muscles and bones, so he pulled out a thousand-pound stick and started beating them together.

Although I didn't beat him to death, I was beaten to death.

After the beating, Bai Zisheng saw their miserable appearance and said in a little puzzled manner:

“Isn’t it a bit too much?”

Mo Hua shook her head, "It's not a good thing, it's not an exaggeration."

Bai Zisheng nodded, "That's right."

The ink painting raised his little index finger and concluded:

"In the short term, this is called punishing evil and promoting good, and acting bravely; in the short term, this is called contributing to the stability of the Xiaohuangzhou area..."

Bai Zisheng said in shock:

"Mo Hua, you really can't tell me. With this verbal skill, if you really join Daotingsi, you will definitely be able to do a good job."

Because of personal anger, a group of robbers can be said very well.

Mo Hua said unhappily: "I am so honest, I always tell the truth..."

"Everyone is a fellow disciple, are you lying to me?"

...

Bai Zixi looked at the two men who were quarreling, and a faint smile appeared in her eyes like autumn water.

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Chapter completed!