"Who are you?" The old monk walked in front of Wuhuan, looked at Yu Xiaoxiao and asked.
Yu Xiaoxiao also asked: "Who are you? Is it Mo Wen's grandfather? You are so old, and you still come so far to fight? Hehe, Mo Wen won't let Wuhuan go, even an old man like you. ."
If it weren't for the circumstances, Wuhuan could laugh out loud at this time, and it was very difficult to talk to the princess, but listening to this person talking about others is really a very pleasant thing.
The old monk frowned and said solemnly, "Presumptuous!"
Yu Xiao: "Give me your name, who are you?"
Wuhuan said at this time: "He is Jiyu."
Yu Xiaoxiao shook her head: "I don't know, I haven't heard of it."
"The poor monk Yongsheng Temple, the head of the Martial Monastery," said Master Jiyu and Yu Xiaodao, with an expression as if Yu Xiaoxiao would run away after he revealed his identity.
It's just that Yu Xiaoxiao disappointed Master Jiyu. Her Royal Highness stood there in a standard military posture and said expressionlessly: "I know you are from Yongsheng Temple, and now I fight with you people from Yongsheng Temple every day. Are you Mo Wen's grandfather?"
Master of Silence...
Yu Xiaoxiao tilted her head for a while, and said, "Ah, no, you can't have women. You and Mo Wen should not be related by blood. Sorry, I thought too much."
How can you think about it before you can think of your grandson and grandfather? !
Master Jiyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and opened the palm of his right hand, with the palm facing down.
"Let's go," Wuhuan said to Yu Xiao at this time, "I have nothing to do with you here." The national teacher Wuhuan had good intentions. Since Mo Wen also came to Fengtian capital, he must have no life at all. Since this is the case , why did he bother Yu Xiaoxiao
Yu Xiaoxiao shrugged her shoulders and said, "I'm here all the time, it's not good to die if you die, old man, hello, I'm talking about you," Yu Xiaoxiao raised her chin in Jiyu and said, "I am very Kill less human beings, so while we can still coexist peacefully, you leave Wuhuan behind and retreat."
Master Jiyu is very speechless. He has not been out of the temple gate of Yongsheng Temple for nearly 50 years. Are all girls talking like this now? Master Jiyu looked at Yu Xiaoxiao, Yu Xiaoxiao was used to wearing military uniforms, so when he arrived in this world, he always dressed as simple as possible. The image was to move freely, so just looking at the appearance, in addition to making people I feel that this is a very beautiful little girl, but I can't see her status.
"Let's go," Yu Xiaoxiao looked at Master Jiyu and waved at Master, "Don't ask in the imperial palace, you..."
"Don't say it anymore!" Wu Huan interrupted Yu Xiaoxiao's words revealing her identity.
Master Jiyu said, "Imperial Palace? Are you from the Fengtianyu Clan?"
Yu Xiaoxiao glanced at Wuhuan, and when she saw Wuhuan, she shook her head and said, "Sorry, the age gap between the two of us is too big, and we will not be happy together. You should go and find out about other women."
no joy…
monks...
Master Jiyu, as the head of the Monk Academy, has not heard anyone talk to him like this for almost half a century, and immediately sneered: "The Yu family has only one princess now, are you Yu Linglong?"
Yu Xiao: "I won't tell you, what can you do?"
"I don't know how tall the sky is!" After Master Jiyu scolded Yu Xiaoxiao, he waved his palm.
Wuhuan wanted to remind Yu Xiaoxiao to be careful, but the caution didn't have time to shout out.
Jade Little Man stepped back and saw that the old monk had made his move. Her Royal Highness knew what was in her heart. Today, this fight is a must.
Zhang Feng hit the place where Yu Xiaoxiao had just stood, smashing the tiles on the ground.
Yu Xiaoxiao frowned, the old monk seemed to want her life, it was the first time she met such an unkind old man Yu Xiaoxiao.
Master Jiyu saw that Yu Xiaoxiao was able to avoid his palm and said, "The movement is good."
Yu Xiaoxiao saw that Master Jiyu was coming forward, instead of retreating, he advanced, and walked the wrong way with this old monk, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Wuhuan.
The six monks who were guarding Wuhuan saw Yu Xiaoxiao just come to the front, they were shocked and angry, and they all raised their hands to attack Yu Xiaoxiao.
Yu Xiaoxiao blocked a monk's palm with her hand, grabbed Wuhuan's hand, put her toes on the ground a little, and brought Wuhuan to the room.
"Want to go?" Another monk, who was still holding Chenqi's corpse in his hand, raised his leg and swept towards Yu Xiaoxiao, blocking the direction Yu Xiaoxiao was going.
"I want you to live," Yu Xiaoxiao reached out and grabbed the monk's collar, slammed it down to the ground, and said, "You have to die!"
The monk went into the soil as a whole, with only half of his head exposed.
The other five monks were startled and froze in place.
The monk's mouth and nose were buried in the soil, unable to breathe, and rolled his eyes.
Master Jiyu now knew the level of Yu Xiaoxiao's martial arts, raised his hand and waved at Yu Xiaoxiao again.
Yu Xiaoxiao ignored the palm wind behind her, and took Wu Huan to the roof, faster than the palm wind swung by Master Jiyu.
The two thick copper doors of the dungeon suffered the blow of Master Jiyu, and with just a "bang", they shattered into copper scraps.
Yu Xiaoxiao glanced at the door that was beaten into scum, and was about to leave with Wuhuan's hand.
Wu Huan said, "Princess, we can't go now."
"Ah?" Yu Xiao: "If you don't go, are you waiting for the old monk to kill you?"
"Mo Wen went to the imperial palace?" Wu Huan asked.
Yu Xiao nodded.
"Did the saint say anything about me here?" Wuhuan asked again.
Yu Xiaoxiao recalled the conversation between her father and Mo Wen, and gave Xianzong a thumbs up, saying: "Your master asked my father about it, but my father didn't confess you, my father is still very loyal. Bar?"
Wu Huan smiled bitterly and said, "If you let them go back, how will your royal father explain to Mo Wen?"
Yu Xiao looked down at the person under the roof.
Master Jiyu had already waved his sleeves and forcefully pulled out the monk who was thrown into the ground by Yu Xiaoxiao.
"This old monk is quite capable of fighting," Yu Xiaoxiao whispered to Wuhuan.
Wu Huan said softly: "He is the head of the monk's house."
Yu Xiaoxiao didn't understand what kind of official this court was. She glanced at Wu Huan's slumped shoulders and asked, "Master of the court, or the master of the young teacher?"
Wu Huan said: "This is not comparable, the young master is the heir, the head of the house is the head of the first house, there is no assistant of the head house, the young master..."
When Wuhuan was concentrating on talking, Yu Xiaoxiao reached out to hold Wuhuan's shoulders, and quickly connected Wuhuan's dislocated shoulders.
Wuhuan felt a sharp pain, and then he understood that his shoulders were fine.
"I can't let Mo Wen know what my father lied to Mo Wen, right?" Yu Xiaoxiao asked Wu Huan again after seeing that Wu Huan's shoulders could move freely.
Wu Huan said: "Mo Wen knows that the saint is lying to him, but he can't get the evidence."
Yu Xiaoxiao said suspiciously: "What can he do if he knows? He can still kick my father out of the stage, er, I mean kick out the dragon chair?"
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