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The two strong men were quite frank, and Ying An had some more plans in mind.

He then looked at the two of them and bowed.

"Thank you both!"

The burly man shook his head and then looked at Ying An.

"Also, I heard this girl is stunningly beautiful. I'm afraid she's in danger now!"

Ying An finished his meal in no time and then rushed out.

Seeing Ying'an so anxious, the two strong men shook their heads.

"This kid looks like a good-looking guy, but he's probably dangerous..."

As they were talking, the two guys started drinking again.

Obviously, they had some skills, but not much, so they didn't get involved.

Ying An spent a gold leaf to buy a good horse and headed straight towards Liehuo City.

No matter who this person is, he has to confirm it!

The sound of hooves rang out, and Ying An turned into a shadow and disappeared into the sky.

At night, Ying An came to a dilapidated temple. He looked at the surrounding environment and there was a bit more caution in his eyes.

Apparently, people often stayed in this dilapidated temple, and he didn't want to get into trouble.

While he was thinking, Ying'an had already walked in.

Inside, Ying An saw an old monk and a young novice. He bowed to the monk and then sat alone in the corner.

The latter also looked at him, but said nothing.

Ying An stopped paying attention to the two of them and took out the sesame cake and started eating it.

The little monk swallowed his saliva when he saw Ying'an eating the sesame cake.

Obviously, he was a little hungry.

Ying An chuckled, then tore it off and handed it to the young monk, who glanced at the old monk.

But the other party did not respond at all.

"Eat it, it's vegetarian, and I gave it to you, so it doesn't count as a violation of the precepts."

Ying'an's voice was very gentle, and the young monk took over, and the old monk spoke.

“Thank you for the donation!”

Ying An shook his head.

"It's just a little effort."

A gleam of light flashed in the old monk's eyes.

"Been taught a lesson……"

Ying An shook his head.

"Rest!"

Chapter 1176: Many Trouble in Jianghu

The roars and growls of wild beasts could be heard in the night.

Faced with this terrible roar, the young monk seemed a little panicked, but the old monk was calm.

Ying An looked at the remaining half of the pancake and smiled knowingly. The little monk was quite thoughtful and left some food for his master.

The night was very quiet and neither side spoke. Just as they were enjoying this moment of peace, four or five figures rushed in.

There was a hint of evil aura emanating from them, and the expressions on their faces became obscure under the light of the campfire.

But there was also a hint of viciousness in it.

Ying'an just looked up at a few people and then stopped paying attention.

The old monk didn't even look at them, but just sat in meditation alone. The young monk was a little scared.

The five of them sat directly in the center of the spacious hall, looking at the bonfire between the two sides with a hint of contempt in their eyes.

"Old man, go get some dry firewood!"

As they were talking, one of the men with the scar on his face went straight to look for dry firewood.

But after searching around, it was obviously not there. The night outside was as dark as ink. If we were to look for it in the wild mountains and wilderness, it would probably be a bit dangerous.

But to put it bluntly, it's just laziness.

Seeing the second brother coming back empty-handed, a ferocious and furious look appeared on the bald man's face.

"Damn it, you can't even do anything right!"

As he spoke, he shook his head.

"go!"

As they were talking, the five or six people walked directly towards Qin Fang.

The reason was that the monk looked difficult to deal with, and Qin Fang was extraordinarily handsome, looking like a young master from a wealthy family, so maybe he could even rob him of some money.

"Kid, get out of the way!"

The bald man looked at Ying An, who just raised his head slightly and then ignored him.

The bald man's face changed and he snorted coldly.

"I think you're not going to accept my toast, so I'll have to drink the penalty!"

"Second brother, teach him a lesson!"

Just as the scarred man was about to take action, he heard a childish voice.

"You...you can't do this!"

These people were stunned and then looked at the little monk.

A hint of murderous intent flashed in the bald man's eyes, but he glanced at the old monk who was in meditation and decided to ignore him!

"Do it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the scarred man draw out his sword.

The friction sound of the iron in the scabbard seemed so harsh in the silent night.

The little monk panicked.

"Master!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a bead flying towards him.

"Qiang!"

He directly knocked away the scar man's long sword.

"Dear donors, please forgive others when you can. Everything should be based on first come first served!"

The bald guy couldn't bear it anymore. He lost several of his men today, and now he was even stopped from taking a seat.

"You old bald donkey, it's none of your business!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a sound of bones breaking.

This was followed by a shrill scream.

The long knife fell to the ground, and Ying An kicked the scarred man in the ribs. With a click, the guy fainted from the pain.

"Well, okay, now it's my turn to ask you some questions. I hope you can answer me honestly, otherwise I won't let you go!"

Ying An looked at the bald man.

The latter's scalp tingled and he looked at Ying'an viciously.

"You little bastard, how dare you hit me!"

Even the old monk's eyes flashed with surprise. This kid is quite strong.

But why is there not even a trace of internal force?

Chapter 1177: He who knows the current situation is a hero, please spare my life

The crisp sound of bones breaking and the shrill screams frightened several people, and they retreated in horror.

However, the bald man did not retreat. He stared at Ying An fiercely.

He gritted his teeth and said, "How dare you, you little brat, cause trouble for us! Are you tired of living?"

After saying that, several people drew their long swords, with murderous intent flashing in their eyes, as if they wanted to kill Ying An.

The young monk wanted to stand up, but was held tightly by the old monk beside him and could not move.

The old monk slowly stood up and spoke in a calm tone.

"Donors, why bother with this young man? He didn't mean to kill you, he just wanted to teach you a lesson.

Forgive others when you can, otherwise you will only bring more trouble to yourself."

As soon as he finished speaking, the bald man suddenly turned around, stared at the old monk with hostility, and roared.

"Shut up, you baldy! You have nothing to do here. If you dare to say another word, I'll chop you down with my sword!"

The old monk sighed, his gray robes fluttered, and he disappeared from the spot like a ghost.

"You are so stubborn that you need to be disciplined!" The old monk's voice echoed in the air, as if carrying an irresistible majesty.

As soon as he finished speaking, the bald man felt a huge force coming at him, and his body flew out involuntarily.

He only felt pain all over his body, as if he was pierced by thousands of needles at the same time, but he did not suffer any serious internal injuries.

At the same time, Ying An also started to move. He flashed and rushed towards the gangsters like a flash of lightning.

He grabbed one of them's wrist and squeezed it hard. The other person screamed and the weapon in his hand fell to the ground.

Ying An took advantage of the situation and kicked the opponent's knee with a low kick. With a crisp "click", the man's kneecap was instantly broken. He knelt on the ground in pain, holding his knee.

Although these thugs look extremely fierce, they are actually just low-class people.

They have been practicing martial arts since childhood. Although they are not from any big sects, they are thick-skinned and have strong resistance to blows.

If Ying An kicked them directly in the shins, it would probably have no effect at all.

Therefore, Ying'an chose to attack their joints so as to make them lose their fighting ability.

Ying An was extremely ruthless and directly crippled the legs of these people.

It was obvious at first glance that these guys were not good people. If it weren't for the old monk, Ying An would have killed them long ago.

"Ah, sir, no!" A gangster begged for mercy in horror.

"Master, please... spare my life!!!"

Another gangster also begged and cried.

Ying An looked at them coldly, with a hint of disdain and anger in his eyes.

These people must have bullied others a lot in their daily lives, and they deserved to be taught a lesson by me.

But he still decided to spare their lives. After all, he didn't want to appear too cruel in front of the old monk.

Ying An kicked out with a terrifying force, directly kicking the man away! The guy who felt this terrifying force also felt a trace of fear in his heart.

He didn't expect the other party to be so powerful.

This guy is not a pretty scholar at all, you can tell at first glance that he is not a good person!

Ying An's face instantly turned gloomy, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes: "Where are you from?"