After carrying the qi and blood to eliminate the bruises on his body, Yang Huaiwu had just put on his clothes when there was a knock on the door.

"Open the door!"

Yang Huaiwu pulled his shoes, walked to the door, pulled the latch of the door, and looked at Mu Wanqing helplessly: "Miss, we haven't married yet!" ”

"Don't talk nonsense, get dressed!"

Seeing Mu Wanqing's strange face, Yang Huaiwu hurriedly put on his shoes: "What's wrong?" ”

Mu Wanqing gritted her teeth and said, "My mother is out!" ”

Yang Huaiwu's eyes rolled and asked tentatively, "Have you gone to meet Duan Zhengchun?" ”

Mu Wanqing glared at Yang Huaiwu angrily: "Except for that stallion Duan Zhengchun, who else can there be!" ”

"Then what am I going to do with you, you don't know, I won't work lightly!"

Yang Huaiwu waved his hand and looked at Mu Wanqing helplessly.

Mu Wanqing blushed, gritted her teeth and glared at Yang Huaiwu: "I'll take you fly!" ”

When the two of them arrived at the back garden of Nanwangfu in Dali Town, they found that Liuyun had been waiting there for a long time.

"Shh......h

Liuyun stopped Mu Wanqing, who was about to speak, and stretched out his finger to point at Duan Zhengchun and Qin Hongmian in the pavilion in the middle of the garden.

Seeing his wife and stallion Duan hugging and hugging, Mu Wanqing stared at Duan Zhengchun with straight eyes, her eyes flashing with rage.

Before the two people on the other side could warm up for a while, Bai Feng, the main room knife who was about to "catch the little three", jumped into the back garden angrily......

Yang Huaiwu covered his brain: a vulgar love triangle, plus an affectionate performance of an amorous scumbag......

After his mother-in-law and his rival in love went to war, Yang Huaiwu suddenly felt that it was actually quite interesting for women to fight: the soft whip of the knife Baifeng shook and screamed in the pavilion like a poisonous tongue; Not to be outdone, Qin Hongmian held a small single knife in his hand, and his counterattack was fierce and fierce, and the knives were full of murderous intent......

However, Yang Huaiwu soon found out that his mother-in-law suffered a short loss, and after a few rounds, she fell behind......

Yang Huaiwu turned his head to look at Mu Wanqing, and found that his prospective daughter-in-law was not good at stubble, and the sleeve arrows were ready, and they were aimed straight at the sword Bai Feng in the center of the field......

As soon as Yang Huaiwu wanted to remind Duan Zhengchun to pay attention to Duan Zhengchun's yang finger, Mu Wanqing's sleeve arrow shot out.

"Xiu Xiu" three sounds, three sleeve arrows, lined up in a line, straight to the knife Bai Feng......

Seeing that Mu Wanqing used the tail arrow he had taught, Yang Huaiwu secretly screamed, "It's broken"!

Hearing the sound of the hidden weapon, Dao Baifeng whipped and stopped the first arrow that hit the head, and just wanted to shout, the last two arrows that came from the tail suddenly arrived and were nailed to the arm.

"Phoenix!"

Yang Huaiwu suddenly stretched out his left hand, hugged Mu Wanqing, who was confirming the "results", and took it back, a flying knife suddenly appeared in his right hand, and waved it casually......

"Ding......

Mu Wanqing looked at the flying knife that was still shaking in Yang Huaiwu's right hand in a daze, and the cold sweat behind his back soaked Yang Huaiwu's chest......

"What a pair of thieves!"

Duan Zhengchun's arm danced rapidly, and he was about to seal his finger again. It's just that when the family inheritance internal strength was at a critical juncture, Duan Zhengchun suddenly felt a numbness in the dantian, and the internal force that had been condensed suddenly disappeared.

Duan Zhengchun, who was scared out of a cold sweat, carefully checked his dantian, and after finding that it was okay, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Where is the master coming to the cold house, there is a long way to welcome!"

shouted three times, but no one answered, Duan Zhengchun turned his gaze to a corner just now, and the two people who were squatting there just now had already disappeared without a trace......

"Phoenix, it doesn't matter to you, right?"

Dao Baifeng gritted his teeth: "There are barbs on the arrow of the sleeve arrow!" ”

"Then hurry up and call the imperial doctor!"

Qin Hongmian, who was standing on the side, felt that he was a little redundant, hesitated, turned his head and left......

"Cotton Tree!"

"Oops!"

"Phoenix!"

Qin Hongmian, who had just stood still, snorted, lifted up with one foot, and left the Zhennan Wangfu without looking back......

Duan Zhengchun's "harem" returned to calm, while Liuyun was looking forward to meeting with Gu Mozhi, trying to figure out how this "high monk" got the Taoist kung fu Xiao Wuxianggong in his hands.

And Gu Mozhi, who was eager to get the six-vein divine sword, did not let Liuyun wait too long.

However, when Gu Mozhi kicked the gym, he pretended to be quite high: he was completely a Tibetan Buddhist tantric master, with two rows of lamas with red "cockscomb hats", all fat and healthy; And Gu Mozhi himself sat on the eight-lift slide bar in the center of the team, with a very high monk demeanor.

Then, it is the plot that the people who eat melons like to see: Gu Mozhi is both soft and hard, and wants to take away the sword spectrum of the six-vein divine sword from Tianlong Temple.

Ku Rong is also a master of mixing pigs and eating tigers: let Duan Zhengming, who had just been shaved, and a group of old monks with the oldest and worst qualifications in the temple practice the six-vein divine sword, which not only blocked the mouths of the old monks, but also showed weakness to the enemy.

In the end, after Duan Yu finished reading the sword spectrum, Ku Rong was "forced to do so" and "tearfully" burned the sword spectrum......

Gu Mozhi was stunned by Ku Rong's superb acting skills, so he could only take the opportunity to capture Duan Yu of the "Living Sword Spectrum".

Returning to Kurong's small courtyard, Liuyun glanced at Kurong who was rubbing his face: "Little monk, your plan of killing three birds with one stone is enough to damage, not only dispelling the Duan family's covetousness for the six-vein divine sword, but also logically handing over the sword spectrum to the Duan family's descendants." ”

"It's just," Liuyun smiled and glanced at the triumphant withered glory, "aren't you afraid that Duan Yu has three longs and two shorts?" ”

Ku Rong moved his stiff face and smiled: "Dao Chief, I have also stayed under your door for a while, and I can still recognize the face of the deep fortune." And ......"

Ku Rong stared at Liuyun meaningfully: "How can a person who is valued by the living immortals die so easily, am I right?" ”

Liuyun smiled and nodded: "I know that I can't hide from you, a little monk with a fancy stomach!" ”

"That's right," Ku Rong suddenly frowned, "When Gu Mozhi used the Phaseless Tribulation Finger, how did I feel that the internal strength of his Imperial Finger was like the mind of the Daomen?" ”

Liuyun nodded: "The little Wuxianggong of the Xiaoyao faction!" ”

Ku Rong's eyes widened: "Li Qiushui's old thing, how dare you spread everything?" ”

Liuyun shook his head, frowned and thought for a while, and suddenly said: "It is very likely that Murong Bo intercepted Hu and obtained it, otherwise the name of Shaolin Temple alone is not enough for him to pretend to be dead." ”

Ku Rong was stunned: "Murong Bo, this guy is really a big death, the three old guys of the Carefree Sect are here, and he dares to make small moves, he really doesn't know whether he is alive or dead!" ”

"Murong Bo is still second," Liuyun frowned and sighed, "The most troublesome thing is the Imperial City Division, they have been inconspicuous all these years, and they have secretly co-opted a large number of Taoist inner disciples. ”

Ku Rong nodded: "Just the hidden pile of the Imperial City Division hidden in Dali is enough for the poor monk to drink a pot!" ”