Chapter 940: Save Her!

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The Taishi Monastery was crowded.

As the number one monastery in the Great Qi, the various halls in the monastery next to each other were dedicated to gods and Buddhas, as well as 108 Arhats.

The monastery had been built for more than 700 years and the incense offerings were flourishing!

Countless benevolent believers had fulfilled their wishes here.

Countless people came to kowtow and offer incense every day.

Suddenly, a stern scolding came from the bottom of the steps—

“Move!”

The crowd erupted into screams and made way.

Everyone turned around and saw a handsome youth carrying a little girl up the steps with a vicious gaze.

Ye Siming protected Gu Nuo’er’s head so that the others wouldn’t see her disheveled appearance with blood at the corner of her lips.

He only hugged her in his arms, fear and uneasiness affected his heart.

Ye Siming went straight to the main hall of the Taishi Monastery.

There were a total of nine Buddhas worshiped here. Their statues were tall and dignified, and there was benevolence in their eyes.

However, the main hall was filled with people coming to offer incense.

Ye Siming suddenly drew his sword and said in a cold voice, “All of you, get out.”

After saying that, he suddenly threw his sword.

The sharp sword was nailed to the incense table where the fruit offerings were placed!

The devotees in the main hall were so frightened that they panicked and hurriedly turned around to swarm out.

Ye Siming carried Gu Nuo’er in and kicked the door closed tightly.

When the abbot of the Taishi Monastery, Eminent Monk Zhijue, heard the news, he quickly walked over with a few monks.

However, the door could no longer be pushed open.

“Abbot, the person who went in just now seems to be Marquis Yongye. The person in his arms is probably the princess. Should we inform the government office?”

The old monk, who was almost 80 years old, frowned.

He then asked, “Where is Kongjue?”

Kongjue was the seventh prince, but he had become a monk because he had seen through the secular world.

From the dilapidated temple in the beginning, he eventually came to the Taishi Monastery and became a lecturer here.

“Kongjue brought Shuyi and Shu’er to the foot of the mountain to help the farmers carry water.”

The abbot’s eyes were filled with the wisdom left behind by time.

After a long while, he said, “Don’t alarm the officials first. Wait here for an hour. Send someone to guard this place. If there’s anything unusual, report it to the officials.”

“Yes.”

In the main hall.

Ye Siming suddenly pushed everything on the incense table to the ground with his right hand.

Then, he carefully placed Gu Nuo’er on it.

The child’s face was terrifyingly pale and the blood at the corner of her lips turned dark red.

“Nuo’er…” The youth gently hugged her head, his eyes bloodshot as he called out hoarsely.

However, Gu Nuo’er didn’t have any reaction.

Her hands were also extremely cold.

Ye Siming looked up and stared at the huge statue with a sinister and cold gaze.

He scolded angrily, “You guys sent her down and asked her to protect the mortal world. Now that something has happened to her, how can you guys sit back and do nothing?”

The youth stood up, his veins showing on the back of his hand.

He gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, “Save her!”

Almost at this moment, a huge black-flame wolf head burned out from behind Ye Siming.

He had powerful evil force that would eradicate the world.

However, he couldn’t save Gu Nuo’er.

She was a fairy from the Ninth Heaven. His evil force couldn’t enter her body.

The Taishi Monastery worshiped gods and Buddhas and had condensed Dharmic powers for more than a hundred years. Their auras could be said to make even evil demons afraid and not dare to approach.

Ye Siming was a demon god, so he was naturally not afraid.

However, divine powers suddenly collided fiercely with the evil force coming from his body.

In an instant, the bloodthirsty and warlike nature in the depths of the youth’s heart was aroused.

The wolf’s instinct would make him slaughter everyone in his wrath.