Atai wiped away his tears, took off his coat, and wrapped the baby boy.

After walking a few steps, he met Huitong, the host of Fahua Temple.

Huitong saw his evil spirit appear on his face, and couldn't help but take a step back and said unconsciously: "It turns out to be Mr. Wei."

Atai stopped, looked at him for a moment, and said coldly: "I said who it is, it turns out to be the host master. Today, my whole family suffered this disaster, and I think it is thanks to the master's 'help'."

Huitong hurriedly said: "Young Master, there is absolutely nothing to do..."

"You bald donkey with a stinky mouth full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, I'm useless to treat you as a friend, but you betrayed him!" Atai thought of the tragic death of his father and second sister, his eyes were bloodshot, and he grabbed Huitong's neck with his fingers.

Huitong struggled in fear: "Young Master, what are you doing... Your affairs have nothing to do with the poor and hate!"

"You don't need to quibble, I'm going to kill you."

"If you break into a quiet place, you will not be afraid of this killing journey..."

"You damn monk, go back and see the corpses and blood in the room!" Atai pinched his neck, pointed it at the wall, and ran into it hard.

Huitong screamed, her eyes turned black and she vomited, and almost instantly she had incontinence.

"No, don't kill me..."

Huitong softened her bones and knelt on the ground, her fat face was full of wrinkles and tears, "Please spare me... I'm not my intention to betray your family. I was also forced by the Nanping County Prince's Mansion... If this is not the case, the Nanping County Prince would slaughter more than 100 people from the Fahua Temple..."

Atae grinned, revealing her bright teeth: "Do you think I, Wei Jintai, can't kill all the 100 people in Fahua Temple?"

Huitong's heart burst into coldness.

"You go to Avici Hell and wait for your disciples! I will send them to see you soon!"

Atai tried his five fingers and clicked.

He pinched Huitong's neck.

Looking at Huitong as if it was a pool of mud, Ata let go of his hand and turned around.

When several young monks saw this scene, they were so scared that they screamed and ran away.

Atai held the baby boy in his left hand, pulled out his sword with his right hand, and rushed towards them-

When the 29th person was killed, the baby boy in his arms made a miserable and weak cry.

Artai, covered in blood, was awakened and looked at the corpses on the ground and shook his hands.

The sword fell to the ground.

He held the baby boy and ran away on a horse.

When he found a clinic, he put all the money and valuable items on his body in front of the doctor and said hoarsely: "Cure this child and take good care of it."

The doctor saw that he was covered in blood and said tremblingly: "You, do you want to treat the wound..."

Atai ignored it, looked down at the baby boy in the cradle, stuffed him into the doctor's arms, and turned around and strode away.

"Young Master!" the doctor shouted in his arms.

Atai rode on his horse, turned around and said expressionlessly: "Doctor, I heard that you and your wife have been married for many years and have not had anything to do. I will give this child to you!"

"Ah?" The doctor was stunned.

"Thank you!" After Atai said, he grabbed his horse's belly with his feet and left.

Although in chaos and panic, Atai still considered the future for the baby boy.

The Wei family will inevitably be implicated when the Nanping County Prince's Mansion rebelled. Even if the court opened the door, he would never be able to die well after killing so many people just now.
Chapter completed!