Beauty's Evil Bodyguard

Xue Chen, whose heart was filled with despair, suddenly trembled when he heard this arrogant and domineering voice. His pale face was filled with excitement!    

    

This voice was too familiar to him.    

    

When the manor yard master and the other two heard this sudden voice, all of their expressions changed. Each and every one of them looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy. Their eyes were filled with unprecedented seriousness.    

    

In China, those who dared to say such words, those who dared to treat three Unification Stage warriors as trash, except for Martial God Xue Wuming, no one else dared to do so!    

    

In the next moment, under the three people's gaze, a long and faintly discernible voice slowly approached them from a distance.    

    

The person seemed to be taking a stroll leisurely, but if one observed carefully, one would discover that every time the man took a step, it was as if he had taken dozens of meters away, arriving in front of Xue Chen in an instant.    

    

When the three yard masters saw this scene, their hearts trembled.    

    

Shrink the ground into a ruler?    

    

The most ancient martial art in China, Ground Shrink?    

    

Could it be that China's Martial God Xue Wuming's strength has already reached the heavens? Otherwise, how could he use the Ground Shrinking Ruler?    

    

It was nearly a hundred meters away. Martial God walked over in just a few steps.    

    

"Old man..." Xue Chen endured the pain in his body and slowly got up from the ground.    

    

Martial God casually glanced at Xue Chen and asked expressionlessly, "Will he die?"    

    

"I am not going to die!" Xue Chen said calmly, "You were here a long time ago?"    

    

Martial God nodded.    

    

Xue Chen saw Martial God nod and could not help but have three black lines appear on his forehead. "Then why didn't you show up?"    

    

At this moment, ten thousand horses galloped across Xue Chen's mind.    

    

If Martial God had appeared before, how could he be in such a sorry state?    

    

"If I had appeared, do you think all three of them would have appeared?" Martial God said calmly, "Also, let the three of them find out your background and see if they are good enough. They will have a direction to work hard in the future."    

    

Xue Chen was speechless. This old man was still the same as before. As long as you didn't die, he wouldn't interfere even if he saw it.    

    

Xue Chen was helpless against Martial God's bad temper. At the same time, Xue Chen was also suspicious. Is this really my own uncle?    

    

If he was, how could he be so cruel?    

    

In the next moment, Martial God slowly looked around the yard master and the other two. Finally, his eyes fell on Jia Cuo.    

    

"Master, I didn't expect you to walk out of the Budala Palace." Martial God said calmly.    

    

"Master Xue, we have been separated for decades. You are still as energetic as when we first met."    

    

"But Master seems to be even older than before."    

    

After hearing Martial God and Jia Cuo's words, Xue Chen could not help but interrupt. "Old man, do you know him?"    

    

"Of course!" Martial God nodded. "The living Buddha of Buddhism, Jia Cuo, has memories of his previous life."    

    

"Damn, you must be joking. How can a person have memories of his previous life?" Xue Chen widened his eyes in surprise.    

    

"He has memories of your grandfather in his mind. What do you think?" Martial God said neither lightly nor heavily, "He even knows some things about me when I was young."    

    

Xue Chen looked surprised. He did not expect the white-browed lama to have memories of his previous life.    

    

If it wasn't for Martial God, Xue Chen wouldn't have believed it even if he was beaten to death.    

    

Xue Chen had heard that some people in Huaxia had two lives of memories.    

    

Xue Chen had always thought that it was just nonsense, but he didn't expect it to actually exist.    

    

"Benefactor Xue must be joking. I'm just a reincarnated person." Jia Cuo said humbly.    

    

At this moment, Martial God and Jia Cuo were like the two of them. An old friend I hadn't seen for years, a very mild conversation.    

    

"Master, you don't have to be humble. Not everyone in this world can have two lives of memories. Moreover, I'm afraid that you don't only have two lifetimes of memories, right? "    

    

"I remember what happened in my previous life." Jia Cuo said, "I don't remember anything about it."    

    

It was not hard to tell from Jia Cuo's words that he had more than two lives of memories.    

    

This made Xue Chen's eyes widen. He looked at Jia Cuo as if he was looking at a monster. Was this guy really human?    

    

"Master, although you are already a hundred years old, you are still a human. But if you were to swing it, I'm afraid it would be more than that?    

    

"Almsgiver Xue, if you want to say something, just say it. There is no need to be afraid of anything!"    

    

"Master, this nephew of mine has no grudges with you, right? " Now that you have injured my nephew, do you really think that I will let you go for the sake of my past relationship and let you go a second time? " Martial God said casually.    

    

At this moment, Ba Yong and the yard master seemed to have been treated as Martial God's words. They completely ignored him.    

    

"So Benefactor Xue wants to kill me!"    

    

"Actually, I don't want to kill you." "But if you insist on courting death, I don't mind sending you to the Buddha. Let's see if you can still have the memories of your past life in your next life!"    

    

"Then what does Benefactor Xue mean?"    

    

"Return to the Potala Palace and swear that you will not leave Tibet for the rest of your life. I will not bother about this matter with you."    

    

Before Jia Cuo could say anything, the yard master spoke again, "Martial God, you cannot deal with the three of us. Do you want to take them down one by one?"    

    

"Do you want to try?" Martial God slowly looked at the yard master.    

    

His gentle eyes suddenly became sharp, like an unsheathed sword, pointing at the yard master's heart.    

    

The yard master's heart suddenly shook, and at the same time, a wave of death intent instantly enveloped his entire body.    

    

"Martial God, do you think I'm afraid of you?"    

    

"You're not afraid of me. Why don't you take off the mask on your face? Are you afraid that I'll kill my way to Europe?" Martial God said with disdain.    

    

"Martial God, don't provoke me. If you want to know who I am, do it yourself!"    

    

"Don't worry, I will. But before that, I'd better have a good talk with Master Jia Cuo. After all, we still have some relationship."    

    

After saying that, Martial God slowly turned his eyes to Jia Cuo. "Master, what do you choose?"    

    

"Almsgiver Xue, I am very tempted by your suggestion, but I am very sorry. I cannot go back." Jia Cuo said apologetically.    

    

"It seems that you insist on fighting me?" Martial God snorted coldly.    

    

"Benefactor Xue, you killed my disciple, Kongsung. I need an explanation!"    

    

The lama Kongsung, whom Zhang Yunye had invited from the palace to kill Xue Chen, was Jia Cuo's disciple.    

    

Jia Cuo already knew the answer to Kongsung's departure. At the same time, he told his other disciple, Sky Realm, that as long as Kongsung and Martial God fought, they would die.    

    

The facts also proved that Jia Cuo had said a lot. Kongsung met Martial God the moment he entered the Fengxiang City and was killed by Martial God with lightning speed. He even asked Rakshasa Lady to send Kongsung's corpse back.    

    

"Master, you should know my temper." Martial God frowned slightly. "Don't monks lie?"    

    

"Since Benefactor Xue knows that I can't go back, why do you still want to persuade me to go back?"    

    

Martial God sighed. "Forget it. Since Master wants to fight, let me see if you have improved after all these years."    

    

Martial God looked at Ba Yong as he spoke. "Ba Yong, I thought you would hide from me for the rest of your life..."    

    

"Martial God, you killed my brother..."    

    

"If your Ba family is honest, why would I kill him?" Martial God interrupted Ba Yong. "You Ba clan asked for it. You shouldn't have touched it. If you want to touch it, you can't blame anyone if you die!"    

    

"Martial God, you should know how much our Ba Family has done for your family. But for thousands of years... "What did you do to us?" Ba Yong said coldly.    

    

"You were too arrogant." Martial God said softly, "If you guys were a bit more low-key, why would we attack your Ba family?"    

    

"It sounds better than singing!" Ba Yong sneered.    

    

"It seems like you are going to fight as well..."    

    

"Martial God, if you want to persuade me, I think it's better not to waste your breath."    

    

"You are thinking too much." Martial God said disdainfully, "I tried to persuade Master Jia Cuo because, for the sake of the past, I have no relationship with the Ba family."    

    

"You..."    

    

Ba Yong, you have seven Bronzemans in your hands, right? "    

    

"Since you already know, why ask so many times?"    

    

"Hand over these seven Bronzemans and I can spare your life." Martial God said domineeringly, "Otherwise, I will make your Ba Clan lose its roots!"    

    

"That will depend on whether you have the ability." Ba Yong said while gnashing his teeth.    

    

"It seems that the three of you really think that you can defeat me by joining forces." Martial God sighed slightly. "In that case, come on. Today, I will let you know that not all Unification warriors are called Unification warriors."    

    

Martial God slowly turned his head and looked at Xue Chen. "Kid, show me how to use the sword!"    

    

In the next moment, Martial God's figure suddenly appeared in front of Xue Chen. At the same time, the sharp sword in Xue Chen's hand suddenly appeared in Martial God's hand.    

    

This sudden change caused Xue Chen's heart to tremble.    

    

One should know that the sword was in his hand just now. Now, Martial God had stolen it from his hand without batting an eyelid. Moreover, he didn't even have the chance to react.    

    

If he wanted to kill Martial God, it would probably be incomparably easy.    

    

Holding the sharp sword in his hand, Martial God slowly glanced at Jia Cuo and the other two. After which, he slowly said, "Come, the three of you attack together. Today, I will let you know what Martial God is!"    

    

When they heard Martial God shouting at the three of them and asking them to attack together, their faces immediately darkened.    

    

Martial God didn't put the three of them in his eyes at all. He treated them like clowns.