Chapter 730 Goodbye Ruan Shushu

"Boss, please help me get two pots of tea for this old man." After receiving the request from the old man next to him, Huan Yin shouted to the owner of the tea shop without any hesitation.

Huan Yin really had no way to refuse such an old man's request. Even in his opinion, the mere two hundred spiritual stones were not enough to compensate for the disaster brought to these old people by the Yongzhou branch of Wuliangmen.

The tea shop owner looked at Huan Yin in surprise, but soon agreed. The old man's eyes became brighter, and he bowed to Huan Yin repeatedly and thanked him repeatedly.

Huan Yin thought that he could not bear the old man's thanks, because he knew very well that he might be able to help the old man in front of him, but he could not help all the old people in the city. He had the heart, but he was powerless. No matter how much he did, it was probably just a drop in the bucket.

"Hey, if these people knew that I was a cultivator of Wuliangmen, I'm afraid I would instantly attract their resentment." While being polite to the old man next to him, Huan Yin thought so in his heart.

Finally, the tea shop owner brought two pots of tea and handed them directly to the old man who begged Huanyin. The old man took the tea and obviously wanted to drink it directly. However, he forced himself to hold it back, obviously wanting to keep it for his old woman.

Then, he bowed to Huanyin very seriously and said: "Thank you, benefactor! You are as kind-hearted as the saint in our city. Good people will be rewarded. You will definitely become an immortal in the future!"

The old man's throat was dry and his speech was a little hoarse. Huanyin saw that the old man was reluctant to drink the tea in his hand, so he quickly poured a bowl of tea from the teapot on his table and handed it to the old man.

The old man saw that Huanyin was still giving him water to drink, and his old eyes became a little moist. After taking the tea, he said: "Benefactor, you are really like our saint, a living Bodhisattva, you will be rewarded." After that, the old man drank the tea in the cup in one gulp.

Hearing what the old man said, Huan Yin unconsciously had a white figure in his mind, a person who was so beautiful that she couldn't even be drawn.

In the past, Huan Yin didn't think that person was so beautiful, because he thought that person had a vicious heart. But now, he finally understood that the saint of Shura was a truly good person, so that figure began to become more and more difficult to erase in his heart.

"He doesn't seem to be a bad person. But compared to me, I'm afraid he's still far behind, right?" Suddenly, a slightly cold but very pleasant female voice came from the front of Huan Yin who was a little absent-minded.

Huan Yin's heart tightened, and he quickly raised his eyes to see that the white figure that had just been sketched in his mind had already appeared in front of him. After a slight pause, the figure sat down opposite him without any hesitation.

"Miss Saint... Saint." The old man obviously didn't notice the woman in the white dress who suddenly appeared, so he was a little surprised.

"Old Liu, you have suffered so much." The woman in the white dress sat down, looking at the old man at the table with a pair of narrow and beautiful eyes, revealing unconcealable pity in her eyes.

The old man drank some water and felt much better. He straightened his back slightly and said, "Don't blame you. If you want to blame someone, blame the Wuliang Sect. You have tried your best. We all know it."

Then, he looked at Huan Yin again, bowed to Huan Yin and the woman in the white dress at the same time, and said, "Two immortal masters, you guys chat. I'm going back now."

As the old man left, Huan Yin found that the people in the teahouse gradually dispersed. Soon, even the owner of the teahouse disappeared, leaving only him and the woman in the white dress sitting in the teahouse. However, there were still many black-clothed Shura disciples standing outside the teahouse.

After the slight tension before, when Huan Yin was sure that the saint of the Shura Sect was sitting opposite him, he knew that he had been exposed and surrounded.

Being able to appear beside him silently and put him completely in a passive position, Huan Yin had to admire the saint sitting opposite him. If it were any other day, he would have quickly thought about finding a way to escape in such an unfavorable situation.

But today was different. He just felt a little relieved and didn't even think about running away.

"I didn't expect you to risk your life to come here and take a look." The saint sat casually opposite Huan Yin, fiddling with the teacup in her hand with her slender jade fingers, and spoke.

With a smile, Huan Yin said, "I just want to live more clearly."

The saint looked at Huan Yin with her eyes full of love, and said, "I can feel that you are different from other Wuliangmen people. You are a good person."

Shaking his head, Huan Yin continued, "The purpose of my coming this time is to defeat you. And if I defeat you, my Wuliangmen can obtain the mining rights of the mineral veins here. At that time, the people of the entire Shura City will be finished."

"If you don't want such a tragedy to happen, it's best to kill me now, who is the enemy of the people of Yongzhou. Otherwise, you will most likely see the situation you least want to see in the near future."

While speaking, Huan Yin has already spread out his hands, showing a look of being ready to be killed. Perhaps, this is the final decision he made without thinking, but there is no regret on his face, only relief.

However, the saintly girl had no intention of embarrassing Huan Yin. She only said: "You are an enemy of the people of Yongzhou just because of the mission you shoulder as a teacher. But now you have time to turn back, as long as you are willing to give up."

Shaking his head, Huan Yin said: "My master's kindness to me is as great as a mountain. If I disobey my master's orders, what's the difference between me and those who deceived my master and destroyed my ancestors? You'd better kill me now." , otherwise I will fight you with all my strength in three days!"

Seeing Huan Yin speaking seriously, a strange color suddenly flashed in the saint's eyes. After hiding her mouth and laughing a few times, she joked: "I didn't expect that you are so young, but you are a pedantic person. It's really interesting."

"However, I will not touch you here. In three days, I look forward to an honest battle with you!"

"You will lose, and if you lose, the entire people of Yongzhou City will not survive." Huan Yin's response was almost blurted out.

The saint smiled noncommittally and said, "How do you know I will lose?"

Huan Yin was stunned, looked at the woman in front of him a few more times, and did not continue to speak. Seeing that Huan Yin was a little unstable, the saint said: "Three days later, what I want is a fair and upright battle, not your concession. I want to defeat you in an upright and fair manner, and for my son Yongzhou People get benefits!”

Nodding casually, Huan Yin no longer wanted to say anything more to the saint in front of him, but he wanted to leave. So, he stood up, cupped his hands towards the woman in white dress and walked towards the tea shop.

As soon as I left the tea shop, the beautiful voice came again: "Hey, do you still remember my name?"

After being stunned for a while, Huan Yin didn't even look back, he just shook his head. Then, he heard the woman's voice again: "Please remember this time, my name is Ruan Shushu."

After a slight silence, Huan Yin heard again: "Also, what is your name?"

Finally, Huan Yin turned around and saw the woman in the white dress standing up. At this moment, the graceful woman is like a white lotus growing in the desert, so pure and flawless, and so beautiful.

Looking slightly absent-mindedly at the woman with the intoxicating smile on her face, Huan Yin finally said: "My name is Huan Yin." Then, without any hesitation, he flew straight up from the ground and galloped towards the distance. Went.

Huan Yin, who returned to the branch sect, quickly entered the training room prepared for him by the sect, locked himself up, and never took a step out again.

However, there seemed to be nothing strange about him, but during the next three days of seclusion, he never calmed down for a moment.

What was constantly swirling in his mind was the miserable plight of the old people in Shura City, the words of the saint, and the heavy burden entrusted to him by the master.

He didn't like this feeling, having to make a choice between the master and the righteous path. He has never encountered such a situation, because the master and the righteous path have never been in opposition before.

Finally, three days later, the war came. Huan Yin, who had been shutting himself away, finally made a decision in his heart.

He decided to fight, but he would choose to lose that battle, lose on purpose.