Doomsday Sanctuary

Di Ping still feels a little regretful for the previous injury, and I can't say regret it, just feel that the shot was too heavy.

From the contacts, I feel that the monk Xingzhi is very arrogant, and he has nothing else to do.

So when Xingzhi left, I wanted to work hard to see if I could make this Shaolin monk well, even if I couldn't hire him as an assistant, it would be okay to have a familiar face?

"Amitabha Buddha.... Di Shizhu is polite, and I blame the little monk for being reckless, and I also want to thank the benefactors for being merciful, otherwise the little monk is dead!

A touch of embarrassment appeared on Xing Chi's face, but soon disappeared, and then he chanted a Buddha's name to Di Ping more respectfully and slowly said.

"Master Xingchi is polite, but I admire the master's skill and attack, and I hope to have the opportunity to communicate with Master Xingchi in the future!"

Di Ping's face turned straight, and said seriously while watching Xingzhi.

The title of Xingzhi has also changed from a master to a master. From the previous battles between Xingchi and Yue Lie and Luo Xinyi, it can be seen that Xingchi has very high fighting skills. Although I have learned martial arts for a while, he still talks about skills with Xingchi. Slightly inferior, he really wanted to communicate more with Xingchi.

"Di Shizhu praised it. The little monk has this meager skill to win the eyes of the donor. It is an honor for the little monk. It is an honor for the little monk to come and consult the donor again! Amitabha...the little monk retire!"

Xingzhi looked at Di Ping with piercing eyes for a while, and seemed to realize that he was not joking.

He didn't mean to refuse, but the war intent in his eyes showed that he did not give up the idea of ​​defeating Di Ping.

"Brother Di! Does this monk still want to fight you? He doesn't seem to give up!"

Xingzhi walked away, Yue Lie looked at Xingzhi's background and said, his words were indignant, and it seemed that the resentment towards Xingzhi had not disappeared.

"Xiao Di, have you ever had a fight with Xingchi? Are you okay? Xingchi is a top player in Luohantang!"

Luo Hongyuan seemed to have only reacted at this time, looking up and down Di Ping suspiciously, and asked slightly worried.

"Father, Xingchi will be Di Ge's opponent, just one move will defeat Xingchi, what a first-class master!"

Luo Xinyi complained with a dissatisfied expression.

It seemed that he was not angry that his father didn't believe in Di Ping's kung fu and questioned him, and even his father complained.

"Hey! Isn't this true for Xiao Diping? I didn't expect your skill to be low?"

Luo Hongyuan seemed to have only met Di Ping. He looked at Di Ping with surprise, without taking his daughter's dissatisfaction seriously.

"Uncle Luo, don't listen to Xinyi's nonsense, I have such a great deal, but I was injured by a coincidence and accidental infatuation!"

Di Ping shook his head and smiled slightly.

Before Luo Hongyuan could speak again, Di Ping suddenly swept around his eyes, as if remembering something, and said: "Hey, Uncle Luo, he saw that everyone is finished, shall we go in too?"

Di Ping saw a dangerous signal in Luo Hongyuan’s eyes, with enthusiasm and excitement, and a trace of curiosity that seemed like a gossip woman. His eyes were full of inquiry. He dared to wave his hand to turn off the topic and didn’t want to deal with this issue again. Entangled.

"Oh oh! Right, look at my mind, what's the matter standing here, go home!"

At Di Ping's reminder, Luo Hongyuan immediately laughed and patted his forehead with regret.

Seeing Luo Hongyuan go first, Di Ping secretly let out a sigh of relief behind him. He didn't want to talk more about gossip with him. He still has business to do when he came here today. He was a little uncertain at this time. Just saw the villagers treat Luo Hongyuan. The attitude of the family makes him feel that things are a bit difficult.