Li Yuzhang left, with a stomach full of doubts, he didn't understand what Yang Qinglian did from beginning to end, he only remembered that Yang Qinglian picked up a broom in the hustle and bustle of the cold bamboo to clean up the debris on the ground, and his hunched back seemed to be a lot depressed after the two of them talked.

"Yuzhang, go with them. Yang Qinglian buried his head and instructed lightly, "One day someone will rehabilitate him... There will be someone..."

Who are they referring to, and what does Yang Qinglian mean to connive at the eunuchs to continue bullying or to sit back and watch the moths of the Beishu Party put out the fire? Li Yuzhang seemed to be in a cloud, he seemed to understand what was hidden in front of him, but he still lacked the feeling of being able to catch it.

Yang Qinglian noticed that the young junior brother had left, and finally put away the action of pretending to clean, he also ignored the bloody hand, just grabbed the broom and looked at the leisurely Qingyun in the sky, this naivety in Kyoto is exactly the same as in the Southern Wilderness, but why is this person much lonelier than the dangerous Southern Wilderness.

Those who know my heart say that I am worried, and those who do not know me say what I want.

Luofeng, Breaking the Wind, I wonder if your injuries have healed? If one day you can, can you sing and drink together like when you first met Nanhuang? I really haven't changed at all...

In the "Huaizuo Village", thousands of miles away from Kyoto, Yang Qinglian didn't expect that the few people he remembered would appear here.

Speaking of Huaizuozhuang, countless people are envious, as the first merchant in Jiangyang, Huaizuozhuang refers to all industries west of the Huaijiang River, no matter what field is more or less its figure, so Huaizuozhuang has also become one of the few clans in the world that can rival the rich.

At this moment, Su Qitian, the owner of Huaizuo Village, is sitting under the high pavilion and looking out, wearing a purple brocade and black silk all show the domineering of the upper position, he does not have the fat waist and oil face of ordinary businessmen, and the sharp eyes of the sword eyebrows and the ridged face above make the already burly chest more show the grandeur of this person and the wide ground.

There is a sea of people in front of the high pavilion - the Su family has a woman who is sought by the world, and today is the day when the Su family's daughters recruit relatives. I saw a high platform built in the village, and people with vision knew at a glance that the high platform was built with basalt, which was taken from the Burning Cloud Valley, and was precipitated and forged by magma all year round and accumulated in the deep underground, which was called the hardest rock in the world.

However, because it is extremely difficult to mine, only prosperous cities or fortresses against enemies are used where necessary, which shows how precious it is. However, Huaizuozhuang casually used it to build a high platform, and the size of the pen is enough to see.

Idlers want to ask: Why does a business family in Huaizuozhuang ask for marriage in the way of Jianghu martial arts. As soon as he thought of this, Su Qitian stared at the two figures on the high platform, and became annoyed and had a headache.

The two people on the stage stood and knelt very differently, and the person standing in it had eyes like a phoenix and eyebrows like a lying silkworm. Dripping and slippery ears hanging beads, bright eyes painted. The lips are square, the forehead is broad and the top is flat, the head is wearing a bundle of hair inlaid with treasures and purple gold crowns, and the six-foot white sword in his hand is attached to his body, and he looks like a rich boy.

Ordinary outsiders only know that the Su family is a business tyrant, but they don't know that the Su family's power is all over the world, and there are people who are engaged in business and politics, and the Su family has a big business, and most of the people who come into contact with the rivers and lakes on weekdays are more people in the rivers and lakes, looking for outsiders to protect the Zhuang bodyguard, and it is unreliable to sit in the rear, so in order to make the people in the rivers and lakes cowardly his Su family, and dare not make up his mind, many of the people in the clan are people who practice martial arts, and even Su Qitian himself is a famous Tibetan master, and the handsome man Huzi on the stage is the best among the young generation of the Su family: Su Kong.

"You're going to save him?" Bai Luofeng in the crowd noticed that Nalan Zhifeng's hand holding the hilt of the sword was getting harder and harder.

Nalan Zhifeng ignored his words, and looked at another figure in Taizhong like this, his breath was still so steady.

It turned out that the person kneeling above was the evil Buddha who had taken the void.

"I don't want this to become an obstacle for his whole life on the way to enlightenment, so let him do it. Bai Luofeng understands why Nalan Zhefeng, who is usually empty-eyed and calmly approaching a little indifferent, why he can't bear to see Jiekong's injury so unbearable this time, he understands that a long, long time ago, the blind sword seemed to be so unwilling and paranoid like today's Jiekong, and now Nalan Zhifeng is letting go or not, only he knows in his heart.

Bai Luofeng looked back at Jiekong, he knelt there on his knees, his head drooped lifelessly, his bald head was covered with bloodstains, and the blood that flowed out of nowhere slid down his cheeks to his chin and kept dripping on the monk's robe, he also wanted to save him, even if he broke the rules set by the Jianghu people and was spurned from then on, as long as Jiekong was alive, he could kill Su Kong very neatly, but Bai Luofeng knew that the most precious thing in Jiekong's life was behind the pavilion, even if he died, he didn't want to tarnish his pride, the pride in that woman's heart.

Jiekong couldn't open his eyes, he knew that Su Kong was here to kill him, but he couldn't see where Su Kong was, which part of him would be hit hard with his next hand, he wanted to stand up, he was afraid that he would show her the nest like this kneeling.

"Buddha, I have offered the green lantern for half my life, are you still not satisfied? Do you want me to kneel in front of your golden body for the rest of my life?"

"Stinky monk, since you are all kneeling, as long as you surrender and admit that you are the scum of the Buddhist family, I will spare your life. Su Kong smiled, he finally beat the bald donkey completely in front of his cousin, and now he used his strength to tell everyone in the rivers and lakes that this so-called personal disciple from the Hongding Holy Monk was just a garbage who wanted to eat swan meat. "Oh, I see you really don't have the strength to get up now, otherwise it would be like this, the strength to kowtow is still there, as long as you put your head on the floor like this, my words will be counted. ”

As soon as the words fell, Su Kongsha noticed that two murderous auras were attacking the ring not far away, but they suddenly stopped at the edge, but like an evil python ready to attack, ready to start slaughtering at any time!

"What, you want to do it too?" Nalan Zhifeng narrowed his eyes and locked Su Kong tightly.

"If he wants to force him to quit empty, the Su family will not leave a living mouth today!" The remnants of ink in the white falling phoenix sheath were like awakened gluttony, and the killing energy instantly enveloped the entire venue, and all the viewers felt the murderous aura like a three-thousand-foot falling waterfall in an instant-the courage of a husband is unstoppable!

The crowd was in an uproar, and everyone unconsciously left a vacancy for them.

"Why are they here!" Su Qitian never imagined that the two people who were rumored to be ghosts and gods by the people of the rivers and lakes would appear here.

How could Su Kong not know the two, there are many people in the clan who don't respect the two very much, and now their killing intent is directed at themselves, the meaning is self-evident, but now he has no steps to go down, once he has the intention of retreating, it will not only be this stinky monk who will be ridiculed by the world in the future, not to mention that he has been looking forward to today for more than ten years, and now in front of his cousin, he must not do anything that damages the man's morale. The only thing he has to hold on now is that many heroes gather here, as long as the two of them have the slightest intention of transgressing, they will definitely be opposed by thousands of people, not to mention that they are in the Su family, they are only intimidating, and they definitely dare not act recklessly.

Not far away, the door in front of the balustrade of the boudoir was finally opened, a woman stood on the balcony, her eyes crossed countless people and finally saw the scene on the martial platform, at that moment she instantly felt a sharp sword through her throat, once that stupid and silly stinky monk knelt in front of Su Kong like this, she couldn't see whether his body was undulating and breathing, all she could see was a vague blood red moment in his whole body, that once she felt stunned no matter how she looked at it, it felt like it was going to fall off at any time.

"Silly monk!" the woman exerted all her strength to call out, but her eyes were already blurred, she leaned against the trunk, and finally squatted down weakly, covering her red lips and crying silently.

"Monk, as long as you go back to your broken temple and continue to chant the scriptures, I will spare you. Even if Su Kong was no longer afraid, the increasingly restless sword aura still made him involuntarily panic, he knew in his heart that he could win completely today and retreat with his whole body in the Su family, with the anger of today's remnant ink and blind sword, there would be no peace in the future. Under the trade-off, the strong and overbearing are slightly converged.

"Bang!" There seemed to be a collision in mid-air, and Su Qitian, who was sitting on a high platform not far away, stood up, "Could it be that the remnant ink of the famous rivers and lakes, the blind sword likes to bully juniors by shameful means." ”

Su Qitian's voice still echoed in all directions like a bell in a secret room in this noisy environment.

"Hehe, what junior, aren't you the same age as us. Bai Luofeng ignored his accusations and seemed to correct his mistakes very casually.

Su Qitian's face immediately turned black, and Bai Luofeng's seemingly painless reply was actually a warning to him not to use the rivers and lakes to oppress people, and what the two of them wanted to do would never be stopped by threats.

"Even if you think you are a junior, you dare to be so arrogant!" Su Qitian found another way to take the righteousness on himself, today he must not let them behave and lose the face of the Su family, the most advantageous way is to cause public indignation and mass pressure.

Nalan was silent, but his eyes were slightly closed, as if he was being hit by the scorching sun, but his gaze shot straight at the other party.

"Click... Click... The people around heard a slight sound, and when they found the source of the sound, they immediately retreated a few feet, only to see the stone ground under Nalan Fengfeng's feet turn into ice in the blink of an eye, and then crack!

"Chill!" Su Qitian never thought that the blind sword was so powerful, he did not wantonly devour the outside with his qi, but simply leaked excess breath through the outer skin, such a weak aura was difficult to detect even if he was close to him, but Nalan Folding Wind had reached the realm of changing the external situation.

Su Kong had already been stunned by the two of them, such precise control and extremely erosive internal force were difficult for even Su Qitian to do. The arrogance in his heart was crushed by the speechless demeanor of the blind sword, and his chest was like a vicious tiger suddenly pounced in the abyss, and his body was soaked all at once.

"Falling Phoenix, Folding Wind, Today's ...... Things make me ...... Come on your own, count ...... I beg you. Jiekong, who had not spoken for a long time, raised his head heavily, his internal organs were misaligned, his muscles and bones were shattered, and even just breathing would make his blood flow backwards. But he has to endure it, he is afraid that she will look at him somewhere, he has been laughed at by the people of the rivers and lakes as a fake monk who is not qualified to cultivate the immortal Buddha, and he can't be used so much that he can't even pick up the last bit of self-esteem.

"You may be right, I should ring the bell in the temple honestly and be a monk. But God fools people, when I meet her, where do I still have other Zen hearts, she is the way I want to realize in my life. ”

Jiekong endured the sharp pain that made people faint at any time, and raised his head little by little, he only felt that his eyes were half dim and half red, and the swollen cheeks and coagulated blood clots had made him unable to completely open his eyes.

"So...... So...... Today...... I have betrayed Buddhism and entered the evil path of demons...... Do it too...... Take her away!"

Thousands of miles away, in the Pusheng Temple, the old monk's hand clasped the Buddha beads suddenly broken, Hongding, who had been in the meditation for dozens of days, opened his eyes, his eyes seemed to be looking through the mountains and looking into the distance, and finally sighed helplessly and relieved, but his brows were more and more wrinkled, and he didn't know what was crystal clear in his eyes, flickering and reflecting the fire of the candlestick.

"Hey, this stupid disciple, do you still cultivate the Buddha of Bitter Love......

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