Chapter 135 A bit powerful
Jiang Yu was silent for a moment, took out a handkerchief from the storage necklace, held Sang Ju in one hand, and handed the handkerchief to the woman with the other.
The woman looked at her cautiously, but did not refuse. After thanking her, she took the handkerchief, wiped the tears from her face, and held Qi Sheng tightly, unwilling to let go.
Jiang Yu did not stay any longer and took the three of them straight to the resettlement place.
Nowadays, the safest place in the entire Nanhai River is the Nanfan Temple where the monks gather. Almost half of the people in the city are resettled here.
When Jiang Yu arrived, it was Ming Ji's turn to guard the gate of Nanfan Temple.
There were almost no stains on his body, and he was still clean and dusty, as if he was outside the war.
His gaze first fell on Qi Sheng and the mother he was supporting. With the compassion and compassion of a monk, he saluted the unfortunate family: "Just come back."
Jiang Yu pulled the extremely resistant Sang Ju closer. The two young novice monks who were following Ming Ji immediately stepped forward and carefully brought Qi Sheng and her son in. Before leaving, they did not forget to pay attention to the head tied in her hands. Come for a curious glance.
A gentle smile appeared in Little Master Mingji's eyes: "Miss Jiang, Mr. Yuan and the others have arrived."
As if to confirm his words, as soon as he finished speaking, several figures appeared at the gate. Someone called her "Ayu" and hurried towards her.
Sang Yang's footsteps stopped only three steps away from her, and he was surprised and surprised: "You found him?!"
The "he" in her mouth could naturally only be Sang Ju who was tied up by Jiang Yu with a rope and unable to move.
Jiang Yu lowered her head and said "hmm", and smiled slightly according to her mood. She opened her hand, and the blue Qingyun Qin appeared in her palm.
Sang Yang exclaimed and carefully took the Qingyun Qin with both hands.
When his fingers touched the body of the piano, the piano spirit who had been waiting for a long time finally appeared. With red eyes, he bowed to Sang Yang with a smile: "My little master." Jiang Yu left the space for the two of them and pulled Sang Ju towards him. Ming Ji took a step closer: "This person not only stole other people's spiritual roots, but today's events are also related to him. I have to trouble my young master to take him into custody. After today's events are over, the elders will deal with it."
"What!"
Fang He who followed was immediately ignited with anger and kicked Sang Ju, "You actually colluded with the evil cultivator!"
Sang Ju was caught off guard by the kick. He stumbled and almost fell to the ground. Although he was annoyed, he couldn't resist. After struggling in vain for a moment, he was about to speak sarcastically, but was given a condescending glance by Jiang Yu. He suddenly lost his momentum and turned pale. , lowered his head and said no more.
Ming Ji waited until Sang Ju struggled to get up from the ground, then stepped forward to take the rope: "Don't worry, young master, no one who has committed serious sins can escape the retribution of karma."
Jiang Yu told the other party how to use the Kunshengsuo. As soon as he turned around, he was greeted by a soft and fragrant body.
Sang Yang hugged her in his arms, nuzzled her face to face, then sniffed and pushed away. His eyes were slightly red, but his expression was joyful: "Thank you, Ayu."
…
Jiang Yu blinked in a daze and reached out to touch his cheek, which seemed to still feel warm and soft.
This—this move seems a bit powerful.
Jiang Yu sighed and smiled: "It's okay, I happened to bump into it too."
She said, as if inadvertently, her eyes passed over Yuan Heng who was waiting for her, thoughtfully.
(End of chapter)