"Your Excellency, the son of the Murong clan in Xiagu Su ......"

Before Murong Fu could finish speaking, the impermanence young man nodded at Murong Fu's dumb hole: "Stop!" You are now a captive, let your father take the money to ransom people. ”

Murong Fu's face suddenly darkened......

Three days later, Murong Fu left Hanzhong dejectedly: his cousin waived his ransom of 300,000 taels of silver with only one face......

His life is only worth 300,000 taels of silver......

His own life is only worth a face for his cousin......

Looking at the depressed back of her cousin, Wang Yuyan sighed: Zhida is talented, and she still fantasizes about returning to the country; If you leave the Murong family, you can't support yourself, and you still talk about your ambitions every day.

Although I don't know what the tutor of the Murong family is, Wang Yuyan knows that her cousin's attitude towards power is not to mention that he is compared with the "crown prince" Yang Huaiwu, even if he is compared with Duan Yu, it is still a big difference......

After sending Murong Fu away, Wang Yuyan's mood was low for several days, but a few days later, God gave her a surprise......

"Li Qiushui! If you still want to return to your original appearance, I advise you to stay, it's better! ”

Wang Yuyan glanced at Zhang Zhengxin, who was shouting, in surprise, and looked back at Renqing: "Senior sister, ...... that"

Renqing smiled: "It's all old acquaintances, it's impossible to admit mistakes!" ”

After speaking, Renqing stepped forward and shouted at Li Qiushui: "Li Qiushui, what happened back then, you and Wuyazi were both at fault, so let's write it off!" Now my master is in charge, and I will marry you junior sisters to Wuyazi together! ”

"But, I ......"

"It's not like you've never seen such a thing as fake death!"

"Then my senior sister ......"

Zhang Zhengxin stood up and glared at Wu Xingyun: "She dares!" ”

Li Qiushui borrowed the slope to get off the donkey and let go: "Okay then!" ”

Xuzhu, who was standing behind Liuyun, gently tugged at Liuyun's shirt and whispered: "Senior, how do I feel like we are forcing good people to become prostitutes!" ”

Liuyun almost didn't choke on his own saliva: "How can you be forced to do what you love me?" ”

Li Qiushui slowly walked up to Liuyun and gave a salute: "Uncle Shi! ”

"You're welcome," Liuyun glanced at Li Qiushui, who was wearing a veil, "As for your face, I'll make a list of medicinal herbs first and let them prepare!" ”

"Uncle Xie!"

"Senior sister!"

……

After nesting in the Vulture Palace for a long time, he really couldn't stand the flowing clouds of dog food, and after receiving the news that the Shaolin Temple was going to hold a martial arts conference, he left the Vulture Palace with three apprentices and the temporary head of the Xiaoyao faction, Xuzhuzi......

The first thing Liuyun did after returning to the Central Plains was to take Xuzhu to meet Ye Erniang, who "does no evil".

After seeing the incense scar on Xuzhu's back, Ye Erniang hugged Xuzhu and cried......

Seeing Ye Er go south by boat, Xuzhu turned his head and looked at Liuyun: "Senior, do you know who my father is?" ”

Liuyun sighed: "Your mother didn't tell you?" ”

Xuzhu shook his head.

Liuyun smiled and glanced at Xuzhu: "Then it's not good for you to ask me this question?" ”

Seeing that Xuzhu blushed, Liuyun shook his head: "If you see it, you will know!" Now, though, you're facing a big problem......"

Xuzhu touched his slippery head: "Do you really want to be vulgar?" ”

Liuyun glanced at Xuzhu meaningfully: "If I say, if you don't return to the vulgar, your father will have a bloody disaster?" ”

Xu Zhu was a little panicked: "Senior, you're not joking with me, are you?" ”

Liuyun just looked at the west and did not answer.

Two days later, Liuyun personally took Xuzhu and climbed Songshan Mountain, asking Shaolin to return the Xuzhu to customs......

"This donor," Xuan Ci cautiously looked at Liuyun with an unkind face, "Xuzhu is a disciple of this sect, this ......"

"There is no precept in Shaolin Temple, disciples who have been shaved are not allowed to return to vulgarity, right?"

Xuan Ci was directly asked: "This ......"

Xuan Ci looked up at Xuzhu who was standing beside Liuyun: "Xuzhu, do you really want to be vulgar?" ”

"Stop!" Liuyun stared at Xuan Ci with a smile, "Don't tell me that Shaolin Temple is not thin on him or something, if he hadn't been bullied by other little monks since he was a child, how could Xuzhu develop a timid and fearful temperament?" ”

Xuan Ci was directly choked......

Seeing that the abbot was angry, the disciple of the Void Character Sect stood up and glared at Liuyun angrily.

Liuyun glanced at Xuan Ci: "Are your Shaolin Temple ready to bully more and less?" ”

"Abbot!"

"Abbot!"

Xuan Ci looked around at the vigorous disciples and shook his robe: "Presumptuous!" Retire! ”

Do you think I don't want to bully more than less? The disciples under the water gun are best at fighting more with less.

Xiao Yuanshan's toughness back then, how many years have passed, Xuan Ci still has palpitations: if it weren't for Wang Jiantong's next tactics, snatching the child, and forcing Xiao Yuanshan to retreat, it is estimated that there will be no more people left......

Xuan Ci glanced at Renqing, who was standing behind Liuyun, and sighed: "Then according to what the donor said, let Xuzhu be vulgar!" ”

"Abbot!"

"That's it!" Xuan Ci clasped his hands together and glanced at Liuyun, "Then this benefactor, is there anything else?" ”

"Since you are so easy to speak," Liuyun smiled and glanced at Xuan Ci who was about to send off the guests, "Then let's calculate the account of Yanmen Pass thirty years ago!" ”

Xuan Ci was stunned for a moment, took half a step back, and looked at Liuyun carefully: "I don't know ...... donor."

"I can be the master of Xiao Yuanshan."

As soon as Liuyun's words fell, Renqing behind him lit up the head of the water breaking gun......

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense......

"Liuyunzi's seniors, but they are forcing the poor monks to come out?"

I don't know when, an old monk with a white beard and a broom suddenly appeared in the main hall......

Zhang Zhengxin's eyes flashed with a fine light, and he glanced at his senior sister and found that she also had an eager expression......

"I didn't expect that Shaolin still has a great monk who is a scholar."

Word general?

The monks in the main hall were all stunned: their own mountains are still very hard!

The old monk glanced at Liuyun with a wry smile: "The poor monk didn't expect that the Liuyunzi predecessors of the Dao Ancestor True Inheritance Hidden Immortal Sect were still at large!" ”

Liuyun smiled: "I don't want to be an old man, it's just that the disciples have been calculated twice, what's the matter, I have to show my minions." ”

As he spoke, Liuyun glanced at the old monk: "You have also been calculated more than once, haven't you?" ”

The old monk nodded, and glanced at Xuan Ci: "Abbot, the poor monk was originally a little monk who cleaned the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and some words should not have passed through the mouth of the poor monk, but ......"

The others only saw the old monk's lips moving, but they didn't hear what he was saying......

After listening to the old monk's speech, Xuan Ci's face was bloodless, he knelt on the ground with a bang, and glanced at the same door of the Xuanzi generation around him: "The old man knows that he is deeply guilty, and he invites himself to face the wall for ten years." As for the position of abbot, it can be replaced by the first seat of the Discipline Academy and the Nagarjuna Temple, and the younger brother Xuan Lin will take over. ”

The old monk nodded.

Xuan Lin was a little puzzled: "Senior Brother Abbot, why?" ”

Xuan Ci was silent......