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Murong Fu is arrogant, he has never put the world in his eyes, but he has suffered a heavy setback recently, and now that Feng Xiaoxiao's face has not been revealed, he has been defeated, how can he swallow this anger?

The fierce light in his eyes was revealed, and he poked Mu Wanqing's face door with one finger, even if he died, he would blind these beautiful eyes that flashed with coldness.

"Idiot!" , an old voice suddenly rose.

Not to mention Murong Fu, even Mu Wanqing, Bu Ping Dao and Zhuo Bufan were all taken aback, and they each jumped away and looked at them vigilantly.

A gray shadow suddenly stood behind Murong Fu, and between the tugging, Murong Fu was thrown directly into the courtyard without any resistance before he could finish his thoughts.

"It's you!" , Mu Wanqing's big eyes were full of coldness, and she recognized that the person was the gray-clothed old monk who had captured her before.

The unjust Daoist and Zhuo Bufan felt cold in their hearts, and thought together: "If this claw is grabbed at me, how can I resist it?" ”

The gray-clothed monk was silent again, and his figure suddenly fell into a trance, and he slapped his hand.

It's obviously only one move, but it seems to attack the three of them at the same time, between the virtual and the real, more virtual than the virtual, more real than the real.

Zhuo Bufan had no time to care, he struggled to draw his sword and moved, a brilliant sword light was like the rising sun, blinking like the sun at noon, blinking like the sun at noon, and blinking like the afterglow of the sunset.

In the violent shock, it was completely split, and the blue brick ground in front of him was annihilated in an instant. It was as if it had been rolled by an extraterrestrial meteorite, plowing a deep scorch mark.

The unjust people moved together. The dust in his hand is like a peacock opening the screen, which is beautiful. Suddenly, it tightened a little.

The movement is far inferior to Zhuo Bufan's sword, and it is even silent, but it is so strong that it is condensed at one point, even if it is a heavy iron plate, it can be pierced at once.

Still powerless, it flickered by.

Mu Wanqing was shocked in her heart, the two of them hit the air, what does it mean?

The palm halfway to the halfway point made it more powerful, and suddenly it was like wearing a flower through a swallow. Light and fast, the sound that can be brought out is not at all smart, but like a blow to contain the waves, like thunder, unstoppable.

Still haven't touched anything......

The three of them were shocked, and suddenly felt a burst of coldness, as if a cold snake had entered their arms on a hot day, which made people creepy at the same time. Completely cold into the heart.

The eyes of the unjust Daoist flashed rapidly, and the dust in his hand rushed to the door in front of him, and he opened his screen twice, and shouted at the same time: "Scatter and don't attack." ”。 Before the words fell, the silver dust silk turned from white to gray, from gray to black. Finally, it scatters into fly ash.

It is like an old and dying person, living to the age of sixtieth. Then it grows strong until the baby is hairless......

Zhuo Bufan and Mu Wanqing changed their moves at the same time. or the sword qi is horizontal, or the palm shadow is turned upside down, each of them stopped this strange and unpredictable blow.

The three of them snorted one after another, staggered back, and leaned together, the fear in their hearts beyond words.

From the gray-clothed monk's attack to the defeat of the three of them, in fact, it was only a moment, and Murong Fu had just stood firm before he figured out why the gray-clothed monk called him a fool.

If it wasn't for the purpose of saving him just now, the gray-clothed monk suddenly made such a move to the three of them, and the three of them would be caught off guard, at least they would be seriously injured, or even killed on the spot.

The gray-clothed monk glanced at the three of them, stepped forward slowly, suddenly froze, turned around, and took Murong Fu with him, disappeared in a flash, and disappeared in the courtyard.

Mu Wanqing and the three of them looked at each other in shock, confused, and at this moment, there was a loud noise, and a pungent smoke suddenly rose from the position where the gray-clothed monk was standing.

As soon as the unjust Daoist and Zhuo Bufan smelled this familiar smell, it was so strong that they were almost frightened, and they hurriedly grabbed Mu Wanqing, covered their noses and flew back, and at the same time turned their heads sideways and looked at Ah Zi, who had long been forgotten.

Ah Zi's face was pale, he was drenched in sweat, he was extremely tired as if he was seriously ill, he could barely open his eyes, he could no longer hold the door, and sat down on the ground.

The unjust Daoist jumped up, picked her up, and said hurriedly: "You can't stay here for a long time, let's go quickly." ”

The three of them were fast, jumping or jumping, and left here very quickly, hid into the deep night, and went straight out of Xu Yuan, only to breathe a sigh of relief.

The unfair Daoist smiled: "Poor Dao really didn't expect that there would be such a day to save you, a bad-hearted little girl." ”

Zhuo Bufan snorted, but his face was not as cold as before.

Ah Zi touched it in his arms, took out a porcelain bottle and handed it out, and said softly: "This is the antidote, Ah Zi doesn't dare to thank you, I just hope that the two of you can tell the truth in front of Brother Feng, and Ah Zi is already grateful." ”

The unjust Taoist said "oh", took it and distributed it, and said with a smile: "This is natural, but I didn't expect you to have such a powerful move, tsk...... The poor road was really lonely and unheard of in the past, and I looked down on you. ”

Hearing his promise, Ah Zi's heart was relieved, and he reluctantly smiled: "It was Brother Feng who instructed Ah Zi, if he saw Sister Mu in danger, he would use such a palm, Brother Feng had only taught such a palm, and Ah Zi had only made such a palm, and he would never use it again in the future." ”

The unjust Daoist originally coveted this palm, but as soon as he heard that it was about Feng Xiaoxiao, he couldn't help but ask, and said in his heart: "Feng Xiao Xiao is Feng Xiao Xiao, and it is unpredictable to pass only one move...... Ah Zi's martial arts are low, and he is out of power with one blow, if this palm is used by me, even if it is non-poisonous, the power is terrifying enough......"

With Zhuo Bufan's temperament, he glanced at Ah Zi's palm a few more times.

Mu Wanqing's heart moved, remembering that Feng Xiaoxiao had told her, saying that if Ah Zi could help her once in the future, she would treat Ah Zi better in the future.

At that time, she was very unimpressed, Ah Zi would be thankful if she didn't come to make trouble, what else could she help her? Now that I think about it, it seems that it was all expected by Feng Xiaoxiao.

After a little hesitation, he said in his heart: "I...... I should still listen to Brother Feng and go to Xiang'er. ”

Because of eating the vinegar of the wind and snow, Mu Wanqing didn't plan to follow Feng Xiaoxiao's instructions at all, once something happened, he would immediately go to meet Wu Xingyun and his party, and now he finally knew that he was wrong.

Ah Zi breathed a sigh of relief, and thought with some joy: "This inferior brother shouldn't blame me anymore." ”

Before Feng Xiaoxiao asked her to punish herself, the more she thought about it, the more scared she became, she didn't know how to punish it to make Feng Xiaoxiao recognize, and under extreme fear, she abolished her poisonous skills, who knew that the pain of the process was tantamount to a living bone sucking marrow, making her life worse than death, and the poison of the last body was all gathered in the right palm.

Her skills are not high, and once the poison is gone, she can no longer force the poison out, and in the next few days, her right palm is mixed with severe pain and itching, and she can't bear it at all, so she is forced to ask for Feng Xiaoxiao.

Feng Xiaoxiao only glanced at it, and then passed on a trick to her, first, to let her suppress the pain according to the law, and secondly, to let her use this palm when Mu Wanqing was in danger, saying that as long as Mu Wanqing was okay, she would be counted as having her merits and demerits, and she would not be held accountable.

Sure enough, it came in handy today, and the ferocious poison that Ding Chunqiu had gathered in his life was all out with one palm, temporarily retiring the gray-clothed monk who did not know where to be. (A good event for pie in the sky, cool mobile phones are waiting for you!) Follow from ~ Dian/Chinese network public account (WeChat add friends - add public account - enter ddxiaoshuo), participate now! Everyone has a prize, now pay attention to ddxiaoshuo WeChat public account! (To be continued......)