The next day, at 4:00 p.m., Huang Fugui closed the door of qiyaoxuan in advance. All the people didn't take a bus. It was really the traffic in Yanjing that was not flattering.

This is still the case in ordinary times. Moreover, today, with the development of the Buddhist temple, countless foreigners swarmed here.

Ye Chen holds her daughter and Yanning, Huang Pei and others on the subway to 49 cities, because the time is still early, the people are not in a hurry.

Yanning and huangpei are very beautiful today. They have attracted the eyes of countless male compatriots in the subway. As long as there are snacks on the side of the road, Yanning Ningdu will come forward to buy some, which greatly flatters Mengmeng.

The FA association was held in the people's Square less than a mile away from Dong'an gate. When it was about to arrive at Dong'an gate, it was full of people.

And in the center of the sea of people came out a space of about 200 square meters, which has been almost arranged.

"Wow!"

"Dad, a lot of people!"

The little guy is short and can't see the scene in front of him. Ye Chen has to hold her up, eating the string in his hand and exclaiming at the same time.

Even Daniel Zhang and Pei Huang were surprised.

Ye Chen shakes her head slightly.

Religion is a terrible existence, especially in China, a country with a large population. Every festival, tourists have to queue up in the first night to visit temples or something.

There are so many people on the scene, once there is any riot, or sudden event, it is bound to cause stampede, or even safety accidents.

"Dad, hold it up a little bit. People can't see it clearly."

The little guy in her arms, legs, neck to see the crowd, seems to be very hard.

Ye Chen had to put her on his shoulder, and the little guy immediately rode on his neck, giggling happily: "riding, dad is a horse, driving!"

"If dad is a horse, you are a foal, and you are a greedy foal."

Ye Chen held the little guy's hand for a while and couldn't cry or laugh. Carrying her, she walked to the crowd and said: "everyone remember don't walk around. There are too many people. If you lose them for a while, you can't find them."

Huang Fugui and others nodded to make it clear.

In the middle of the isolation circle, there was a table, and there were more than a dozen dandelions on the ground behind the table. At this time, the crowd burst out with cheers.

An old monk in a monk's robe and solemn appearance walked into the isolation circle, and behind him were a dozen monks in the same robe.

With their presence, the crowd was boiling.

"Master Daohui of fachan temple." Huang Fugui is a little excited.

Ye Chen takes a look at the so-called master Dao Hui. He has a kidney deficiency. When he walks, his feet seem to be swinging. Apparently, he just studied the human body behavior art with the female donor.

This is also called master?

Ye Chen can't help shaking his head, which means he lost interest.

Seeing that the people around him were becoming more and more crazy, he frowned, and the divine sense inclined out like the tide, covering the area of 100 meters in which all plants and trees could not escape his sight.

The advantage of this is that he can take people away in time in case of any accident.

Under the divine sense, he found that there were many pickpockets nearby. At this time, he was committing crimes against the wind and didn't realize that his behavior was completely seen.

Ye Chen said nothing.

This kind of thing has nothing to do with him.

At this time, a familiar breath attracted his attention. Within twenty steps of him, a woman with a cap on her head and red high-heeled shoes was standing. At this time, the other side was constantly looking in on her toes.

Sun Sirong?

Although the other side is back to himself, ye Chen still recognizes her. It's the daughter of sun Liancheng, the medicine king of southern Hunan. Sun Sirong. At the beginning, ye Chen cured her cold.

It seems that he noticed his eyes. Sun Silong looked back subconsciously. He was stunned at first, and then came over surprised: "it's you, master Ye."

A gust of fragrance came, and she was standing beside Ye Chen. Her beautiful eyes looked at Ye Chen frequently. When she saw the sprouting on Ye Chen, she was slightly shocked, and then her face appeared suddenly.

"Why are you here?" Leaf Chen light way.

Sun Shirong turned his eyes and said, "my father asked me to come here. He believed in Buddhism and asked me to come to this dharma meeting to ask for a autograph

At this point, her face couldn't help blushing.

A marriage contract?

Ye Chen can't help but take a look at the so-called master Daohui and show his amazement. If sun Sirong asks for his autograph, can the old man help it?

"By the way, master ye, why are you here? Is it difficult to ask for a contract? " Sun Sirong looked at him curiously and asked.

Ye Chen was about to speak when he frowned, because he found that there were three people around him coming this way.

The most important thing is that the three are all ancient martial artists, and their accomplishments should look like the inner strength period. Their eyes have been consciously or unconsciously resting on Sun Silong.

Are these three men running for her?

Ye Chen takes a deep look at Sun Silong, who doesn't know, and frowns or says nothing.

The difference between ordinary people and ancient martial artists lies in their Qi and blood. The stronger the Qi and blood is, the higher the strength of this person is. The Qi and blood of those three people in the distance are dozens of times stronger than those around them.

As for the martial arts masters like yuan Bupo, if the power of Qi and blood is all burst out, the ordinary people can be killed by prestige alone.

When he was thinking about it, the divine sense sensed that the three ancient martial artists came towards sun Sirong as ordinary people. When they were less than five steps away from sun Sirong, the three people looked at each other, and a flash of fierce light flashed in their eyes, and they would kill people violently.

But sun still didn't realize it.

Ye Chen's face was a little heavy, and when he hesitated to make a move, there came a coquettish voice behind the crowd: "stop!"

This voice not only scared the three ancient martial artists, but also scared the people around them. Everyone looked back subconsciously and saw a woman wearing a police uniform coming quickly.

She was holding a gun in her hand at the moment, and her eyes remained on the three ancient warriors. She said coldly, "I suggest you don't mess about."

Don't wait for the reaction.

Only one of the three ancient warriors, a big man with a long beard, bit his teeth and rushed to Ye Chen, the nearest to him.

Eh, is this to take me hostage?

Interesting!

Ye Chen's face was stunned, and then he saw through his intention. He didn't move even though he was smiling. He allowed him to stick the knife to his neck.

Qiu beard didn't find Ye Chen's unusual appearance, but looked up at the policewoman with fierce eyes.

"Don't move if you don't want him to die!"

PS: in the first chapter of the night, thank you for your support. The rest of the day will be sent before 9:00 p.m. to ask for tickets