"Huh?" Qiao'er stood up suddenly, and the Wei Zhu'er next to her looked at her and said, "I said Miss Qiao'er, this is the twenty-eighth time for you." I know you're worried about your son-in-law, and I'm worried too. Looking at Qiao'er's vigilant eyes, he immediately corrected: "Listen to the little girl, you are walking back and forth like this, which makes people very uneasy." ”

Qiao'er looked at him, and said with a worried look on her face: "I'm just worried about my son-in-law." This person is unfamiliar with the place, what if he encounters a good one? There was melancholy in his eyes.

When Wei Zhutou heard this, he patted his head and said secretly: This is the thirtieth time she has said this, and she found that she is more nagging than my mother. Said: "If he beats five people by himself, who will hurt him." ”

Qiao'er was still not at ease, and said with a heavy heart: "No, I'll go and see." ”

Wei Zhutou hurriedly blocked them and said, "Hey, I said Miss Qiao'er......" The words have not yet been spoken. I heard an explosion outside, shouts, and fights.

The fire burned, and the smell of smoke spread through the air. Wei Zhutou opened the door and asked, "What happened?" "Something big must be going on in the monastery.

Catching Kuaijia ran over with a frightened face, and said, "Boss, it's not good, you should go and see, this group of monks ......" Seeing it, it seems that this firewood room is a little different. He looked towards Qiao'er, only to see the long black hair, and he said energetically: "Boss, you are not shallow." ”

When Wei Zhu'er heard this, he roared angrily: "Yanfu your sister." I ask you what's going on out there? ”

Catching Kuaijia suddenly realized that he was here to get down to business, and said, "The monks outside are crazy, and they are fighting each other. Then I stared at Qiao'er, this look is really pretty, I like it. I was about to pick up a conversation and ask, what is your name, beauty. There are a few people in the family and a few acres of land......

"Crazy?" Wei Zhu'er yelled at the Catcher, "What are you still doing?" Don't stop it yet. Then he apologized to Qiao'er and said, "I'm sorry, Miss Qiao'er, that's how he is." His resistance to the opposite sex is low. ”

After finishing speaking, Wei Zhu'er went to stop this matter and asked what caused it.

The monks are worthy of being martial arts masters, and they are so shocking when they fight, crying ghosts and gods. What an iron arm work. Platoon fighting, iron broom, foot shooting, leg kicking, copper sand palm, snakemanship, lifting a thousand catties, Arhat gong, iron head gong. Four-stage work, iron cloth shirt work, double lock work, and canning work. Stone lock work, iron bead bag, jack gate, whip method...... It's all used.

All the time I wore white. Wearing yellow clothes over and over again, the two groups of monks were entangled and passionate.

"Hey. Hey, what the hell is going on in this angry. Wei Zhu'er grabbed a monk and asked.

Who knew that this monk had a hideous face and an unending expression, where could he hear what he was saying? A wave of the hand is a punch.

Wei Zhutou struck first and punched him in the jaw. He scolded: "Bald donkey, tell me what happened." ”

The monk suddenly came to his senses, looked at Wei Zhu'er in amazement, and said in surprise: "Why haven't you left yet?" Then he looked behind Wei Zhu'er in amazement.

Wei Zhu'er was surprised for a moment, hurriedly turned around, and saw a monk in white rushing over, slashing at him with a steel knife. He suddenly subconsciously couldn't move, in the face of the previous big scene, he could survive, but this time he actually stopped.

The monk below him suddenly got up and pushed him away. "Poof" the steel knife slashed at his body.

The monk who pushed him away was slashed by the white-clothed monk, and blood splattered all around. This master is a good monk, compassionate, self-sacrificing, and has played the glorious style of not going to hell, but who will go to hell.

Wei Zhu'er was stupid, but the white-clothed monk didn't think so. If you can kill one, you can kill the second. He hurriedly pulled out the knife from the yellow-clothed monk, "poof" blood splashed, and slashed towards Wei Zhu'er with his hands.

Wei Zhu'er's face was frightened and dumbfounded, and he splattered his face with blood.

With a "thud", a steel knife pierced the man's chest, blood splattered everywhere, and his whole body was covered in blood.

"Boss, are you alright?" The catcher who rushed over asked, and he held the trapping knife in one hand and plunged it into the back of the white-clothed monk. The frightened Wei Zhutou almost peed his pants.

He looked at him with palpitations and scolded, "Damn, what the hell is going on? He climbed to the yellow-clothed monk who had blocked the knife for him just now, helped him up and asked, "What's going on with this qiē?" ”

The yellow-clothed monk struggled, exhaling more, taking in less air, holding blood in his mouth, muttering, intermittently: "White, white ......" and then swallowed his last breath, and then he couldn't die anymore.

Wei Zhutou didn't know what to say, and reached out to take the eyes of this great monk down. Say, "May you ascend to Elysium." ”

"What did he say?" Catcher asked. A look of surprise appeared on his face. He's just a big soldier who doesn't understand the world. The reason why he followed Wei Zhutou was because of his heroic deeds. He was alone in the entire battalion. His mother said that with such people, you can live longer. Because he knows how to save his life.

"He only said the word 'white'." Wei Zhu'er said calmly.

"What white?" Catching Kuaijia asked casually. It's human nature, he doesn't care about this question at all, he just asks casually.

"God knows what white?" Wei Zhu'er's face was hideous, and he said angrily and impulsively: "Maybe it's daytime, maybe it's white skin." "Give it a shot.

Wei Zhutou was a little annoyed, he was not annoyed, but for tonight's table xiàn, yes, scared table xiàn, he had appeared many times on the battlefield, but this time it was the same. He had a sense of foreboding, and he might not be able to get past it. He was worried in his heart, so he wanted to rely on the liver fire to counteract.

He looked up at the catcher with a blank face, knowing that the anger just now made this young man very depressed, and stepped forward to comfort: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been angry just now." He patted Kuaijia's shoulder vigorously and said, "Thank you for saving my life just now." ”

Catching Kuaijia was very happy, a little flattered, and said happily: "Don't say that, boss." It was just a gesture. ”

"All right, brother." Wei Zhu'er said heavily: "I will take you out alive." What about them? ”

Catching Kuaijia smiled: "When I came just now, let them take care of Miss Qiao'er." When Wei Zhutou heard this, he felt that this kid had something to do.

Now the Tianlong Temple is full of the sound of killing, and at this time, Qiao'er was surrounded by three hunters, and walked forward cautiously.

"Hey, do you think the boss will have a problem again?"

"Trust him, he'll be alive. Be careful. ”

Several white-clothed monks came over to this side, and Kuaiyi secretly shouted, "Oops. was discovered. ”

"Kill?!"

Catch them quickly, and draw their steel knives to fight them. The kung fu of the three-legged cat can last for a few rounds in front of this group of masters.

"Bang bang bang" The three catchers were knocked to the ground in minutes.

"My hand."

"My legs."

"Ah, brother, my ribs are breaking." The three catchers screamed in pain.

"Kill them." The group of white-clothed monks gave a death order to kill the group.

Qiao'er looked at the three catchers and screamed in pain, and shouted, "Stop!! ”

The group of white-clothed monks stopped what they were doing and looked at Qiao'er in unison. One of them, who seemed to be the leader, said sharply, "Shout, there's another girl here." A lewd smile appeared on his face, and he stared at Qiao'er as if he was not wearing clothes. Naked teasing.

Qiao'er subconsciously wrapped her clothes tightly, only to see the white-clothed monk slowly step forward, pressing step by step. Qiao'er, on the other hand, slowly retreated.

The white-clothed monk smiled and said, "Little lady, come, let's be happy." ”

Qiao'er worried: "Aren't you a monk?" ”

The white-clothed monk subconsciously touched his bald head and said, "Oh, we are not the other, we are not this group of monks who can only chant scriptures, we are the saviors of this world." The path of monasticism is far away, allowing monks to practice together. How is it, little girl, how is the monk as a little monk? ”

"Phew," Qiao'er spat on his face. She thought that the other party would be annoyed and angry, but she didn't expect that the white-clothed monk would enjoy it. I saw him touch the saliva on his face with his hand, dip it in his hand, stick out his tongue, and add: "It's so fragrant." "A look that makes people want to be flattened.

"Vomit" for a while of nausea. Qiao'er scolded: "You are perverted. ”

"Thank you, compliment. Amitabha. The white-clothed monk was disrespectful and said with a smile: "Arrest her." Of course, there are others. ”

"Yes." The group of white-clothed monks obeyed the order and clamped the four of them up.

They were taken to the main hall by this group of monks, only to see someone praying at Maitreya Buddha, this person is also a monk, wearing a white monk's robe and a white monk's crown, praying sincerely. Behind him was also a group of white-clothed monks.

"Master, we have successfully controlled the Tianlong Temple."

"Did they catch the industry?"

"It's been brought."

I saw that the industry said angrily: "Xing'en, you traitor, you scum." Can you do something worthy of the Buddha? (To be continued......)