"Although you won't eat us, you will beat us to death. Don't come over here, don't come over here!! If you come any closer, we'll just kill ourselves!! "
The two Snake Sect disciples guarding the door were dressed in Taoist robes. Their hands holding the swords trembled fiercely, yet they didn't raise their swords to fight the seemingly gentle monk.
Instead, with an air of tragic heroism, they placed the sword edge against their own throats.
"Amitabha." The monk in white raised his hand near his lips and said gently, "A monk is compassionate and doesn't kill. At most, I would just peel your snake skin off."
Just now, the two who were quite courageous became frightened, and the snake scales on their bodies stood up as if they had been infected with snake scale disease again, "Cruel, too cruel!! Monk ~ don't... don't kill me... I have elders and children... I don't want to die..."
"Clang clang" two sounds, and the two long swords fell to the ground.
