Chapter 2019
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Song Qingshu hurried over and took her place. He put his palm gently on Huang Chang's back and lost in a steady stream of Qi.
His internal power was much higher than that of the yellow shirt girl. Huang Chang opened her eyes quickly and said weakly, "I've lost my life. You don't have to waste your strength. What's more, you are seriously injured yourself."
Song Qingshu was somewhat apologetic: "I'm late, otherwise..."
Huang Chang waved his hand slightly to stop him from saying: "you don't have to blame yourself. It's just the saying that the way of heaven is constant, not for Yao or Jie. If you and I change places, I will make the same choice as you. "
Song Qingshu was silent. He had to look for help everywhere along the way, so he was a little short of time. But no matter how short the time was, it would not be such a coincidence. If he went up the mountain earlier, it would not be impossible.
But in that way, instead of being a fisherman, he may become a snipe clam. He is also responsible for the safety of himself and his subordinates, so if he does it again, he will probably make the same choice.
Huang shang obviously saw through all this, but he understood it very well. This understanding was not polite, because he was originally practicing the way of nature, and his style was not so restrictive. As long as he could achieve his goal, he could use any means, so he also recognized song Qingshu's practice from the bottom of his heart.
In the final analysis, it was a miscalculation this time. I didn't expect that King Yi and Jia Sidao would unite to find so many great masters. Otherwise, the cultivation of him and the wine fighting monk would be enough to suppress the whole audience.
Now that he has lost because he didn't expect all this, he certainly can afford to lose.
"I had a premonition that Shouyuan was near, so now I don't have too many regrets," Huang Chang said calmly, looking at the girl in the yellow shirt beside him. "It's just that my apprentice had a hard life. Originally, I was Jinzhiyuye, but when I was very young, I was captured by the Jinren and became a slave. Thanks to my passing by, I saved her."
The girl in the yellow shirt choked: "the teacher's great kindness and virtue will be remembered in her heart all her life."
Huang shang smiles and says to song Qingshu: "her identity is embarrassing. I'm afraid it's not easy to survive in Lin'an city without my care. Since you are friends, you can take care of her..."
When the nine Yin manual came to him, he suddenly closed his mouth, because he realized that taking care of these two words had many meanings, and he made the same way that he entrusted her to his life. So she immediately changed her mind: "although she learned" Jiu Yin Jing Jing ", she did not understand the true essence. Since you will also be the nine Yin Manual of truth, and her friend, please give her more advice later.
In the past, Huang Shang's family was killed by the people of the Ming religion. He was bent on revenge and practising martial arts, but he didn't want to continue. Later, when his martial arts became successful, he was old and didn't have that heart, so he was lonely all his life and had no children. Although Huang shannu is his apprentice in name, he treats her as his granddaughter in his heart.
I learned that she and song Qingshu were ambiguous, but huang shang was very angry. There was always a feeling that the hard-working Chinese cabbage was arched by a pig. It's OK to be someone else. It's good to be young, handsome and good at martial arts. But song Qingshu is a flower greedy and lecherous man. The key is that he saw him sneak into the harem to hook up with his concubines. Is he a good match?
Huang shang regarded Huang Shan's daughter as his granddaughter. Naturally, he didn't want her to go to the muddy water, so he changed his words in time and changed his care to martial arts. Regardless of the character of song, her martial arts are first-class. If you have his advice, Huang shannu is at least a master. Maybe she will have a chance to see the threshold of a great master. Who can bully her when the world is big?
"Don't worry, master. I'll do my best." Song Qingshu replied solemnly.
"There are officials..." Huang Shang took a look at Zhao Gou in the distance, noticed that his eyes staring at the back of song Qingshu were venomous, hesitated for a moment, swallowed the rest of the words back, "forget it, nothing else, you take care of yourself..."
After that, the look in his eyes gradually disappeared, and the others did not respond. The wine fighting monk and the floor sweeping monk put their hands together: "Amitabha ~"
Huang shannu finally realized that her master had passed away. She held back the tears in her eyes and suddenly grabbed the sword on the ground and stabbed the sweeping monk.
At this time, Li Qingluo, who was guarding the side of the sweeping monk, used her cold sleeve to brush the acupoints, swung away the sword in her hand, frowned and said, "what are you mad about?"
Pointing at the sweeping monk, Huang shannu said angrily, "master died under his sneak attack. At this time, she came to visit Amitabha
Li Qingluo snorted: "on the battlefield, the victory and defeat depended on the ability. No wonder my martial uncle." Knowing the origin of the sweeping monk and the Xiaoyao sect, she had to protect each other.
Song Qingshu was in a dilemma. At this time, he couldn't help helping anyone, so he couldn't help but have a big head.
Fortunately, at this time, the wine fighting monk said: "Yingluo, this is a matter between our great masters. The other side has national enemies and family hatred, and the previous practice is not to blame."
"But..." Huang shannu wanted to say more. The wine fighting monk shook his head and said, "when your master is dying, do you want to help him get revenge?"
"That's not..." Huang Shan Nu bit her lip, "but that's the master's pity for her apprentice, and she doesn't want me to take risks."
The wine monk zhengse said, "in this case, do you deserve his painstaking efforts to take risks? If you want to become a devil and a Buddha, think twice. " Seeing that she was still a little resentful, she had to send a message into the secret saying: "silly boy, the floor sweeping monk has a special identity. He is not only a Shaolin monk, but also an elder of the Xiaoyao sect. These two sects are all masters. If you kill him, the Masters of these two sects will come to you endlessly for revenge in the future. What's more, if someone protects him now, you can't kill him at all. Anyway, he's seriously injured. He'll die soon. Why don't you let him live two more days? "
Hearing his explanation, Huang shannu was relieved and said apologetically, "thank you for your understanding."
The wine fighting monk nodded, got up and gave a salute to Zhao Gou from afar: "official, I have fulfilled my previous promise and returned the favor of the emperors of the Song Dynasty to our family. Now that the matter is over, I'll leave."
"Master, you can't leave me behind." Zhao Gou is in a hurry. Now all the bodyguards around him are dead, and the last one of his own is going to leave. How can he not panic.
The wine fighting monk shook his head: "I'm useless now, and it's useless to stay here. Now I've returned the cause and effect of the past. It's time to fulfill the wish of the past."
After that, despite Zhao Gou's repeated efforts to stay, his thin and rickety figure gradually disappeared in the mountain road, and his song came faintly from the air
When is porridge coming? It's all because of skin bags. This kind of body is so ignorant that it can't reach the belly until it enters the throat. In a twinkling, it's still hungry.
Only I don't care, and I have to drink three cups slowly. In winter, I still wear summer clothes. Although they are ugly, my heart is not lost
"Amitabha, this state of mind and Buddhist attainments are far better than me," said the sweeping monk
Li Qingluo frowned and said, "why do I listen to the lyrics so vulgar?"
The monk gave a little smile and didn't explain. After a long time, he sighed: "it's time for me to leave, too."
Li Qingluo said in a hurry: "martial uncle, I'll send you."
The sweeping monk shook his head: "no need. If this stinky skin bag dies on the roadside, it's also deserved."
"But..." Li Qingluo also wanted to say that the sweeping monk had come to song Qingshu: "benefactor song, do you want to stop me?"
Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment, but still shook his head: "in those days, thanks to the guidance of the elder, I indirectly had my present. How can I embarrass the elder?"
"Because of the past, today's fruit..." the floor sweeping monk sighed, "benefactor song, please don't worry, I won't tell you anything about today."
Looking at the figure he left, song Qingshu was dumbfounded. How did the floor sweeping monk make me look like I wanted to kill the king and seize the throne? However, he was also a little strange, the other party's breath... It seems that the injury is not as serious as expected, but after the heart was hit by the great master, how can he save his life?
Song Qingshu couldn't understand it. Suddenly, he heard Zhao Gou shout: "Yingluo, kill the bandits for me, the king of evil wind." It turned out that when he saw the wine fighting monk and the floor sweeping monk leaving one after another, he was worried that Wang Chongyang would also be released, so he called out ahead of time.
But now he has no one to use, only the yellow shirt girl and he are brother and sister, should be on the same front.
Huang shannu's eyebrows wrinkle when she hears Yan Xiu. Different from the floor sweeping monk, master is not hurt in Wang Chongyang's hands after all. Moreover, he and master are good friends, and occasionally appear in Jianshan Academy. At that time, she was once instructed to attack him seriously, which is really cruel.
"The official family, he was seriously injured. He has not been able to live for several months." The yellow dress girl had to answer.
"How can you let him die so cheaply? What's more, how many months to live? " Zhao's face was distorted. If he was normal, he would never lose his attitude. But this time, his plan fell short. Then he became a useless man, and his defense was finally destroyed. So now he seems hysterical, "don't you go now?"
The yellow dress girl was reluctant, but it was not good to refute the emperor's face in public, so she stood there with a embarrassed face.
Wang Chong Yang laughed: "well, Chong Yang's life is not weaker than others. Even Jia Si Dao doesn't want to die in other people's hands. How can I die in your hands?"
Finish saying then stretch out a finger to oneself dead point to go up, he originally is a yang to point to master, this one if point in, absolutely have no luck reason.
Song Qingshu was shocked. Not to mention that they had a friendship, they said that each other's character and ambition were very good for him. How could they let him fall like this?
Just about to help each other, suddenly a white shadow flashed by, the wrist turned directly blocked Wang Chongyang's fingers.
People around him were surprised. Although Wang Chongyang was seriously injured, he was a great master's cultivation after all. Who could easily stop this move without warning?
Looking at Wang Chongyang quickly, I saw a man in white standing on his side, holding his wrist. He was slim and graceful. She was obviously a woman with a light wind and a skirt. She seemed to be in her forties. She had a beautiful face, but her eyebrows were on the temples, and her eyes were murderous.
The man in the white shirt sneered repeatedly. Although his voice was beautiful, the meaning of his words was full of sarcasm: "you want to face death and live to suffer. I didn't expect that you can't change when you die."
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Song Qingshu hurried over and took her place. He put his palm gently on Huang Chang's back and lost in a steady stream of Qi.
His internal power was much higher than that of the yellow shirt girl. Huang Chang opened her eyes quickly and said weakly, "I've lost my life. You don't have to waste your strength. What's more, you are seriously injured yourself."
Song Qingshu was somewhat apologetic: "I'm late, otherwise..."
Huang Chang waved his hand slightly to stop him from saying: "you don't have to blame yourself. It's just the saying that the way of heaven is constant, not for Yao or Jie. If you and I change places, I will make the same choice as you. "
Song Qingshu was silent. He had to look for help everywhere along the way, so he was a little short of time. But no matter how short the time was, it would not be such a coincidence. If he went up the mountain earlier, it would not be impossible.
But in that way, instead of being a fisherman, he may become a snipe clam. He is also responsible for the safety of himself and his subordinates, so if he does it again, he will probably make the same choice.
Huang shang obviously saw through all this, but he understood it very well. This understanding was not polite, because he was originally practicing the way of nature, and his style was not so restrictive. As long as he could achieve his goal, he could use any means, so he also recognized song Qingshu's practice from the bottom of his heart.
In the final analysis, it was a miscalculation this time. I didn't expect that King Yi and Jia Sidao would unite to find so many great masters. Otherwise, the cultivation of him and the wine fighting monk would be enough to suppress the whole audience.
Now that he has lost because he didn't expect all this, he certainly can afford to lose.
"I had a premonition that Shouyuan was near, so now I don't have too many regrets," Huang Chang said calmly, looking at the girl in the yellow shirt beside him. "It's just that my apprentice had a hard life. Originally, I was Jinzhiyuye, but when I was very young, I was captured by the Jinren and became a slave. Thanks to my passing by, I saved her."
The girl in the yellow shirt choked: "the teacher's great kindness and virtue will be remembered in her heart all her life."
Huang shang smiles and says to song Qingshu: "her identity is embarrassing. I'm afraid it's not easy to survive in Lin'an city without my care. Since you are friends, you can take care of her..."
When the nine Yin manual came to him, he suddenly closed his mouth, because he realized that taking care of these two words had many meanings, and he made the same way that he entrusted her to his life. So she immediately changed her mind: "although she learned" Jiu Yin Jing Jing ", she did not understand the true essence. Since you will also be the nine Yin Manual of truth, and her friend, please give her more advice later.
In the past, Huang Shang's family was killed by the people of the Ming religion. He was bent on revenge and practising martial arts, but he didn't want to continue. Later, when his martial arts became successful, he was old and didn't have that heart, so he was lonely all his life and had no children. Although Huang shannu is his apprentice in name, he treats her as his granddaughter in his heart.
I learned that she and song Qingshu were ambiguous, but huang shang was very angry. There was always a feeling that the hard-working Chinese cabbage was arched by a pig. It's OK to be someone else. It's good to be young, handsome and good at martial arts. But song Qingshu is a flower greedy and lecherous man. The key is that he saw him sneak into the harem to hook up with his concubines. Is he a good match?
Huang shang regarded Huang Shan's daughter as his granddaughter. Naturally, he didn't want her to go to the muddy water, so he changed his words in time and changed his care to martial arts. Regardless of the character of song, her martial arts are first-class. If you have his advice, Huang shannu is at least a master. Maybe she will have a chance to see the threshold of a great master. Who can bully her when the world is big?
"Don't worry, master. I'll do my best." Song Qingshu replied solemnly.
"There are officials..." Huang Shang took a look at Zhao Gou in the distance, noticed that his eyes staring at the back of song Qingshu were venomous, hesitated for a moment, swallowed the rest of the words back, "forget it, nothing else, you take care of yourself..."
After that, the look in his eyes gradually disappeared, and the others did not respond. The wine fighting monk and the floor sweeping monk put their hands together: "Amitabha ~"
Huang shannu finally realized that her master had passed away. She held back the tears in her eyes and suddenly grabbed the sword on the ground and stabbed the sweeping monk.
At this time, Li Qingluo, who was guarding the side of the sweeping monk, used her cold sleeve to brush the acupoints, swung away the sword in her hand, frowned and said, "what are you mad about?"
Pointing at the sweeping monk, Huang shannu said angrily, "master died under his sneak attack. At this time, she came to visit Amitabha
Li Qingluo snorted: "on the battlefield, the victory and defeat depended on the ability. No wonder my martial uncle." Knowing the origin of the sweeping monk and the Xiaoyao sect, she had to protect each other.
Song Qingshu was in a dilemma. At this time, he couldn't help helping anyone, so he couldn't help but have a big head.
Fortunately, at this time, the wine fighting monk said: "Yingluo, this is a matter between our great masters. The other side has national enemies and family hatred, and the previous practice is not to blame."
"But..." Huang shannu wanted to say more. The wine fighting monk shook his head and said, "when your master is dying, do you want to help him get revenge?"
"That's not..." Huang Shan Nu bit her lip, "but that's the master's pity for her apprentice, and she doesn't want me to take risks."
The wine monk zhengse said, "in this case, do you deserve his painstaking efforts to take risks? If you want to become a devil and a Buddha, think twice. " Seeing that she was still a little resentful, she had to send a message into the secret saying: "silly boy, the floor sweeping monk has a special identity. He is not only a Shaolin monk, but also an elder of the Xiaoyao sect. These two sects are all masters. If you kill him, the Masters of these two sects will come to you endlessly for revenge in the future. What's more, if someone protects him now, you can't kill him at all. Anyway, he's seriously injured. He'll die soon. Why don't you let him live two more days? "
Hearing his explanation, Huang shannu was relieved and said apologetically, "thank you for your understanding."
The wine fighting monk nodded, got up and gave a salute to Zhao Gou from afar: "official, I have fulfilled my previous promise and returned the favor of the emperors of the Song Dynasty to our family. Now that the matter is over, I'll leave."
"Master, you can't leave me behind." Zhao Gou is in a hurry. Now all the bodyguards around him are dead, and the last one of his own is going to leave. How can he not panic.
The wine fighting monk shook his head: "I'm useless now, and it's useless to stay here. Now I've returned the cause and effect of the past. It's time to fulfill the wish of the past."
After that, despite Zhao Gou's repeated efforts to stay, his thin and rickety figure gradually disappeared in the mountain road, and his song came faintly from the air
When is porridge coming? It's all because of skin bags. This kind of body is so ignorant that it can't reach the belly until it enters the throat. In a twinkling, it's still hungry.
Only I don't care, and I have to drink three cups slowly. In winter, I still wear summer clothes. Although they are ugly, my heart is not lost
"Amitabha, this state of mind and Buddhist attainments are far better than me," said the sweeping monk
Li Qingluo frowned and said, "why do I listen to the lyrics so vulgar?"
The monk gave a little smile and didn't explain. After a long time, he sighed: "it's time for me to leave, too."
Li Qingluo said in a hurry: "martial uncle, I'll send you."
The sweeping monk shook his head: "no need. If this stinky skin bag dies on the roadside, it's also deserved."
"But..." Li Qingluo also wanted to say that the sweeping monk had come to song Qingshu: "benefactor song, do you want to stop me?"
Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment, but still shook his head: "in those days, thanks to the guidance of the elder, I indirectly had my present. How can I embarrass the elder?"
"Because of the past, today's fruit..." the floor sweeping monk sighed, "benefactor song, please don't worry, I won't tell you anything about today."
Looking at the figure he left, song Qingshu was dumbfounded. How did the floor sweeping monk make me look like I wanted to kill the king and seize the throne? However, he was also a little strange, the other party's breath... It seems that the injury is not as serious as expected, but after the heart was hit by the great master, how can he save his life?
Song Qingshu couldn't understand it. Suddenly, he heard Zhao Gou shout: "Yingluo, kill the bandits for me, the king of evil wind." It turned out that when he saw the wine fighting monk and the floor sweeping monk leaving one after another, he was worried that Wang Chongyang would also be released, so he called out ahead of time.
But now he has no one to use, only the yellow shirt girl and he are brother and sister, should be on the same front.
Huang shannu's eyebrows wrinkle when she hears Yan Xiu. Different from the floor sweeping monk, master is not hurt in Wang Chongyang's hands after all. Moreover, he and master are good friends, and occasionally appear in Jianshan Academy. At that time, she was once instructed to attack him seriously, which is really cruel.
"The official family, he was seriously injured. He has not been able to live for several months." The yellow dress girl had to answer.
"How can you let him die so cheaply? What's more, how many months to live? " Zhao's face was distorted. If he was normal, he would never lose his attitude. But this time, his plan fell short. Then he became a useless man, and his defense was finally destroyed. So now he seems hysterical, "don't you go now?"
The yellow dress girl was reluctant, but it was not good to refute the emperor's face in public, so she stood there with a embarrassed face.
Wang Chong Yang laughed: "well, Chong Yang's life is not weaker than others. Even Jia Si Dao doesn't want to die in other people's hands. How can I die in your hands?"
Finish saying then stretch out a finger to oneself dead point to go up, he originally is a yang to point to master, this one if point in, absolutely have no luck reason.
Song Qingshu was shocked. Not to mention that they had a friendship, they said that each other's character and ambition were very good for him. How could they let him fall like this?
Just about to help each other, suddenly a white shadow flashed by, the wrist turned directly blocked Wang Chongyang's fingers.
People around him were surprised. Although Wang Chongyang was seriously injured, he was a great master's cultivation after all. Who could easily stop this move without warning?
Looking at Wang Chongyang quickly, I saw a man in white standing on his side, holding his wrist. He was slim and graceful. She was obviously a woman with a light wind and a skirt. She seemed to be in her forties. She had a beautiful face, but her eyebrows were on the temples, and her eyes were murderous.
The man in the white shirt sneered repeatedly. Although his voice was beautiful, the meaning of his words was full of sarcasm: "you want to face death and live to suffer. I didn't expect that you can't change when you die."
Song Qingshu hurried over and took her place. He put his palm gently on Huang Chang's back and lost in a steady stream of Qi.His internal power was much higher than that of the yellow shirt girl. Huang Chang opened her eyes quickly and said weakly, "I've lost my life. You don't have to waste your strength. What's more, you are seriously injured yourself."Song Qingshu was somewhat apologetic: "I'm late, otherwise..."Huang Chang waved his hand slightly to stop him from saying: "you don't have to blame yourself. It's just the saying that the way of heaven is constant, not for Yao or Jie. If you and I change places, I will make the same choice as you. "Song Qingshu was silent. He had to look for help everywhere along the way, so he was a little short of time. But no matter how short the time was, it would not be such a coincidence. If he went up the mountain earlier, it would not be impossible.But in that way, instead of being a fisherman, he may become a snipe clam. He is also responsible for the safety of himself and his subordinates, so if he does it again, he will probably make the same choice.Huang shang obviously saw through all this, but he understood it very well. This understanding was not polite, because he was originally practicing the way of nature, and his style was not so restrictive. As long as he could achieve his goal, he could use any means, so he also recognized song Qingshu's practice from the bottom of his heart.In the final analysis, it was a miscalculation this time. I didn't expect that King Yi and Jia Sidao would unite to find so many great masters. Otherwise, the cultivation of him and the wine fighting monk would be enough to suppress the whole audience.Now that he has lost because he didn't expect all this, he certainly can afford to lose."I had a premonition that Shouyuan was near, so now I don't have too many regrets," Huang Chang said calmly, looking at the girl in the yellow shirt beside him. "It's just that my apprentice had a hard life. Originally, I was Jinzhiyuye, but when I was very young, I was captured by the Jinren and became a slave. Thanks to my passing by, I saved her."The girl in the yellow shirt choked: "the teacher's great kindness and virtue will be remembered in her heart all her life."Huang shang smiles and says to song Qingshu: "her identity is embarrassing. I'm afraid it's not easy to survive in Lin'an city without my care. Since you are friends, you can take care of her..."When the nine Yin manual came to him, he suddenly closed his mouth, because he realized that taking care of these two words had many meanings, and he made the same way that he entrusted her to his life. So she immediately changed her mind: "although she learned" Jiu Yin Jing Jing ", she did not understand the true essence. Since you will also be the nine Yin Manual of truth, and her friend, please give her more advice later.In the past, Huang Shang's family was killed by the people of the Ming religion. He was bent on revenge and practising martial arts, but he didn't want to continue. Later, when his martial arts became successful, he was old and didn't have that heart, so he was lonely all his life and had no children. Although Huang shannu is his apprentice in name, he treats her as his granddaughter in his heart.I learned that she and song Qingshu were ambiguous, but huang shang was very angry. There was always a feeling that the hard-working Chinese cabbage was arched by a pig. It's OK to be someone else. It's good to be young, handsome and good at martial arts. But song Qingshu is a flower greedy and lecherous man. The key is that he saw him sneak into the harem to hook up with his concubines. Is he a good match?Huang shang regarded Huang Shan's daughter as his granddaughter. Naturally, he didn't want her to go to the muddy water, so he changed his words in time and changed his care to martial arts. Regardless of the character of song, her martial arts are first-class. If you have his advice, Huang shannu is at least a master. Maybe she will have a chance to see the threshold of a great master. Who can bully her when the world is big?"Don't worry, master. I'll do my best." Song Qingshu replied solemnly."There are officials..." Huang Shang took a look at Zhao Gou in the distance, noticed that his eyes staring at the back of song Qingshu were venomous, hesitated for a moment, swallowed the rest of the words back, "forget it, nothing else, you take care of yourself..."After that, the look in his eyes gradually disappeared, and the others did not respond. The wine fighting monk and the floor sweeping monk put their hands together: "Amitabha ~"Huang shannu finally realized that her master had passed away. She held back the tears in her eyes and suddenly grabbed the sword on the ground and stabbed the sweeping monk.At this time, Li Qingluo, who was guarding the side of the sweeping monk, used her cold sleeve to brush the acupoints, swung away the sword in her hand, frowned and said, "what are you mad about?"Pointing at the sweeping monk, Huang shannu said angrily, "master died under his sneak attack. At this time, she came to visit AmitabhaLi Qingluo snorted: "on the battlefield, the victory and defeat depended on the ability. No wonder my martial uncle." Knowing the origin of the sweeping monk and the Xiaoyao sect, she had to protect each other.Song Qingshu was in a dilemma. At this time, he couldn't help helping anyone, so he couldn't help but have a big head.Fortunately, at this time, the wine fighting monk said: "Yingluo, this is a matter between our great masters. The other side has national enemies and family hatred, and the previous practice is not to blame.""But..." Huang shannu wanted to say more. The wine fighting monk shook his head and said, "when your master is dying, do you want to help him get revenge?""That's not..." Huang Shan Nu bit her lip, "but that's the master's pity for her apprentice, and she doesn't want me to take risks."The wine monk zhengse said, "in this case, do you deserve his painstaking efforts to take risks? If you want to become a devil and a Buddha, think twice. " Seeing that she was still a little resentful, she had to send a message into the secret saying: "silly boy, the floor sweeping monk has a special identity. He is not only a Shaolin monk, but also an elder of the Xiaoyao sect. These two sects are all masters. If you kill him, the Masters of these two sects will come to you endlessly for revenge in the future. What's more, if someone protects him now, you can't kill him at all. Anyway, he's seriously injured. He'll die soon. Why don't you let him live two more days? "Hearing his explanation, Huang shannu was relieved and said apologetically, "thank you for your understanding."The wine fighting monk nodded, got up and gave a salute to Zhao Gou from afar: "official, I have fulfilled my previous promise and returned the favor of the emperors of the Song Dynasty to our family. Now that the matter is over, I'll leave.""Master, you can't leave me behind." Zhao Gou is in a hurry. Now all the bodyguards around him are dead, and the last one of his own is going to leave. How can he not panic.The wine fighting monk shook his head: "I'm useless now, and it's useless to stay here. Now I've returned the cause and effect of the past. It's time to fulfill the wish of the past."After that, despite Zhao Gou's repeated efforts to stay, his thin and rickety figure gradually disappeared in the mountain road, and his song came faintly from the airWhen is porridge coming? It's all because of skin bags. This kind of body is so ignorant that it can't reach the belly until it enters the throat. In a twinkling, it's still hungry.Only I don't care, and I have to drink three cups slowly. In winter, I still wear summer clothes. Although they are ugly, my heart is not lost"Amitabha, this state of mind and Buddhist attainments are far better than me," said the sweeping monkLi Qingluo frowned and said, "why do I listen to the lyrics so vulgar?"The monk gave a little smile and didn't explain. After a long time, he sighed: "it's time for me to leave, too."Li Qingluo said in a hurry: "martial uncle, I'll send you."The sweeping monk shook his head: "no need. If this stinky skin bag dies on the roadside, it's also deserved.""But..." Li Qingluo also wanted to say that the sweeping monk had come to song Qingshu: "benefactor song, do you want to stop me?"Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment, but still shook his head: "in those days, thanks to the guidance of the elder, I indirectly had my present. How can I embarrass the elder?""Because of the past, today's fruit..." the floor sweeping monk sighed, "benefactor song, please don't worry, I won't tell you anything about today."Looking at the figure he left, song Qingshu was dumbfounded. How did the floor sweeping monk make me look like I wanted to kill the king and seize the throne? However, he was also a little strange, the other party's breath... It seems that the injury is not as serious as expected, but after the heart was hit by the great master, how can he save his life?Song Qingshu couldn't understand it. Suddenly, he heard Zhao Gou shout: "Yingluo, kill the bandits for me, the king of evil wind." It turned out that when he saw the wine fighting monk and the floor sweeping monk leaving one after another, he was worried that Wang Chongyang would also be released, so he called out ahead of time.But now he has no one to use, only the yellow shirt girl and he are brother and sister, should be on the same front.Huang shannu's eyebrows wrinkle when she hears Yan Xiu. Different from the floor sweeping monk, master is not hurt in Wang Chongyang's hands after all. Moreover, he and master are good friends, and occasionally appear in Jianshan Academy. At that time, she was once instructed to attack him seriously, which is really cruel."The official family, he was seriously injured. He has not been able to live for several months." The yellow dress girl had to answer."How can you let him die so cheaply? What's more, how many months to live? " Zhao's face was distorted. If he was normal, he would never lose his attitude. But this time, his plan fell short. Then he became a useless man, and his defense was finally destroyed. So now he seems hysterical, "don't you go now?"The yellow dress girl was reluctant, but it was not good to refute the emperor's face in public, so she stood there with a embarrassed face.Wang Chong Yang laughed: "well, Chong Yang's life is not weaker than others. Even Jia Si Dao doesn't want to die in other people's hands. How can I die in your hands?"Finish saying then stretch out a finger to oneself dead point to go up, he originally is a yang to point to master, this one if point in, absolutely have no luck reason.Song Qingshu was shocked. Not to mention that they had a friendship, they said that each other's character and ambition were very good for him. How could they let him fall like this?Just about to help each other, suddenly a white shadow flashed by, the wrist turned directly blocked Wang Chongyang's fingers.People around him were surprised. Although Wang Chongyang was seriously injured, he was a great master's cultivation after all. Who could easily stop this move without warning?Looking at Wang Chongyang quickly, I saw a man in white standing on his side, holding his wrist. He was slim and graceful. She was obviously a woman with a light wind and a skirt. She seemed to be in her forties. She had a beautiful face, but her eyebrows were on the temples, and her eyes were murderous.The man in the white shirt sneered repeatedly. Although his voice was beautiful, the meaning of his words was full of sarcasm: "you want to face death and live to suffer. I didn't expect that you can't change when you die."
