It's true to say Bai Yueguang, because this girl's name is Bai Yue. The leading nun is the head of the Nanhai Sect, and her Taoist title is Master Compassionate. It's just that she doesn't match this name. Everyone in the martial arts knows that Master Compassionate Heart is too ruthless and murderous. It is said that when she was young, her whole family was killed by thieves. She was lucky enough to be rescued by a Sanni, so she became a monk Later, when her master passed away, she took over as the head of the sect. Naturally, her martial arts were unfathomable, but she was also jealous of evil. She once said that she wanted to kill all the wicked people in the world.
She was dressed in a gray monk's robe, with a serious expression on her face, and the young female disciples behind her did not dare to speak loudly, but it could be seen that Master Compassionate attached great importance to Bai Yue.
Isn't it true, if she is not valued by her master, how can Bai Yue refuse to return to vulgarity? Qing Huan hasn't seen Xuan Ji yet, but her first impression of Bai Yue is quite good. She has lived to her age, and when facing anyone, she always looks like an ancestor looking after a child. To the female ghost Haitang, Bai Yue is an enemy, but to Qing Huan, she is just a cute and delicate young girl.
She took a few glances and went back to the house. No wonder the leader, Feige, sent a letter asking her to come back. Even people like Mrs. Compassionate Heart appeared, not to mention other famous people. If you are besieged by righteous people, even with one enemy a hundred, you can't beat them.
Tired and exhausted. There are some people who use poison without authorization in the sect, but so what, can it compare to Tangmen in Sichuan? Qing Huan sighed, it seems that the leader's father hated righteous people deeply in his heart, otherwise, how could he be willing to let the daughter left by his dead wife step into the rivers and lakes and experience this bloody storm.
In the martial arts conference seven days later, something big might happen. Qing Huan thought to herself, but she poked the little fat worm with her finger, and the little fat worm raised her fat head and "looked" at her—if those two black sesame-like things were eyes, she felt a little aggrieved, and rubbed against her. She pointed, and continued to bury her head in eating.
With the nuns staying, the inn was full in an instant. Qing Huan couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, her hearing was excellent, and she could hear the slight breathing almost instantly. If she wanted to, she could even hear the man's heartbeat and the sound of blood flowing in the veins.
I have nothing to do at night, why not visit relatives
Hey, the most interesting thing is that he still has his eyes on her.
After the mist was blown in, Qing Huan took pride in laying down on the table and pretending to be in a deep sleep.
The door of the room was pinned open by a dagger, and two black shadows flashed into the room in an instant. Seeing Qing Huan lying on the table as if asleep, one of the men with a rougher voice couldn't hide his surprise: "Hey! Brother! This little bitch Really passed out! This mist is so damn easy to use!"
"Hush! It's so loud, are you afraid that no one will hear you? Go, lock the door." Another lower voice said, both of them lowered their voices, sneaking around like thieves.
"Hehe, I saw this little girl when she entered the inn today. She looks so damn juicy, and her little face is tender. She is probably only fourteen or fifteen years old? She can squeeze out water!"
"Stop talking nonsense, old rules, I go first, you come later."
"No problem bro!"
The two chatted so happily that Qing Huan wanted to laugh. After so many years, she finally saw a man who dared to rob her. With a light touch of her finger, a small insect slipped out of her nails.
The rough man immediately ouched, and the low-spirited man quickly covered his mouth and scolded: "Are you crazy?! Don't you know that there is an old nun living next door?! If she hears it, the life of the flower-picking duo will be destroyed!" The British name will be left here!"
"No, brother, I, I suddenly feel so painful!!!—"
The last one was already an unconcealable scream.
It's hard to imagine a man being called that. Qing Huan snickered, Xiao Chong had already returned to her body, so she continued to pretend to be sleepy and asleep.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the door was kicked open. The low-pitched man yelled badly, he didn't have time to deal with the rough man, he just ran for his own life, Master Compassionate sent out a hidden weapon in time, and he fell headfirst.
Just hearing that muffled hum made Qing Huan feel very painful. But when the nuns gathered at the window to watch, the man had disappeared without a trace. These two flower picking thieves don't have very good martial arts, but their lightness kung fu is top-notch. If they miss a hit, it will be difficult to catch them again.
"Bold thieves, dare to act fiercely in front of the poor nun, today you will never return!" Master Compassionate said coldly, "Bai Yue, go and see that girl." She didn't let her disciples chase after her, He knew that the flower picker had been roaming the rivers and lakes for many years, and he must have countless means, and his disciples were all fledgling nuns, even if their martial arts were better than him, it would be useless. It's just a pity that only one was caught.
Bai Yue responded and walked forward, the girl who was very strangely dressed was lying on the table, she gently turned the girl over, and then gasped, what a beautiful girl! With such a good-looking appearance, it's no wonder that he was targeted by the flower-picking duo. She sighed softly in her heart, took out a small porcelain bottle, opened the stopper, put it under Qing Huan's nose and shook it gently.
Qing Huan "woke up from a big dream", and was surprised to see so many people in the room: "You are..."
"Girl, don't be afraid, this man is a flower picking thief, and this poor nun will kill him." After finishing speaking, the compassionate teacher wanted to do it.
But Qing Huan shouted: "Master, wait a minute!"
"Why did the girl stop the poor nun?!" It could be seen that the old nun with a staid temperament was angry. She didn't understand why Qing Huan wanted to stop her.
"Why do monks have to break the precept of killing? The Buddha doesn't like blood on his hands!" Qing Huan sat up with a smile, and with a flick of her feet, she sat on the beam with ease, her two little feet Shaking and shaking.
Seeing her show such a trick, Master Compassionate immediately became wary. With such skills, how could he be stunned by these two bad thieves? Is there a fraud? At that moment, her gaze was murderous.
"If you want me to tell you, Master Tai's martial arts are really high, but he is a little bit more cautious." Qing Huan played with her long lock of hair. She has a very fascinating temperament, which cannot be described in words. It can only be said to be extremely moving. "That person has been marked by my little pet, even if you run to the ends of the earth, you can find him."
"Little pet?" A lively nun asked curiously.
"That's it!" Qing Huan spread out her palm, and in her palm was a colorful moth flapping its wings.
"It's so beautiful!" The nun sighed, and then she was stared at by Master Compassionate, she was so scared that she shut her mouth and dared not speak any more.
Qing Huan glanced at the compassionate teacher, this old nun is too paranoid, he is not even the slightest soft to his disciples, such a monk, it is strange that he can cultivate rightly. "Master, why should you guard me like this, you and I are not enemies."
"Is the colorful fruit flower moth in the girl's hand?" Compassionate teacher first asked in a slightly calm tone, and then Fu Chen pointed directly at Qing Huan. "You are a witch from Miaojiang!"
Hey, Qing Huan doesn't like to hear these words. What is a witch in Miao Jiang? Is this going to beat all the people in Miao Jiang to death? She narrowed her eyes slightly, and said: "Master, let me give you another chance to ask you, what is a witch from Miao Jiang?"
"There are countless strange poisons in Miaojiang, and your clothes don't look like people from the Central Plains. You came to the Central Plains from Miaojiang, and you have strange poisons in your hands. What is it if you are not a witch?" Master Compassionately said. Miaojiang is rich in poisons, so the people there are naturally not good people, isn't this a matter of course!
"The witch, the witch, although you helped me catch the flower picker, but if you call me a witch, I will turn my face off." Qing Huan pointed.
She was obviously a young girl, but why did she have such a fierce aura... The compassionate teacher turned pale, she was actually oppressed!
This is already Qing Huan's mercy. If she really releases her coercion, the world will collapse because of it. So a little bit, just to scare this old nun. "I don't want to fight with you."
"Hmph, that's up to you!" Realizing that the oppressive force had disappeared, Master Compassionate breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was just her own illusion, she was so strong by nature and refused to show weakness, so she stared at Qing Huan Said: "Demon girl, I'm going to kill you today, so that you don't have to harm others! Apprentices, stand up!"
Qing Huan: "..."
What mistake did she make that this old nun of compassion wanted her life? It's simply overkill, it's fine to kill those villains full of evil, why do you have to make trouble with her? Qing Huan suddenly had a feeling that maybe it wasn't because of Bai Yuefo's firm heart, but because of such a paranoid master, she couldn't even return to vulgarity even if she wanted to.
It has to be said that this group of nuns in flowing pink clothes is quite attractive. But there is a fly in the ointment, less charm and beauty, if it is replaced by a group of big men, it can have the same effect. Why do martial arts in this world only pursue the effect and not the process
She also learned martial arts in Miaojiang, but she took two paths with the Central Plains martial arts. But Qing Huan once cultivated the sword to the extreme, what is the sword formation in the mortal world to her? While watching the nuns forming formations, she pointed out aloud. There is a flaw in this one, and the skill in that one is not strong enough, and the eyes of a compassionate heart are burning with anger.
Can she not be annoyed, this is her self-created sword formation, which is a proud creation, but in the mouth of this little girl, it looks like a child's play, how can Ci Xin swallow this breath! Obviously she is an old senior who has lived for decades, but when this young girl talks to her, she seems to treat her like a child!
Qing Huan left a long time ago and went to the inn. When the nuns were forming formation, she sat on the roof and watched until they surrounded her before she sighed, "Forget it, I won't play with you anymore, I gotta go."
After finishing speaking, the nuns found that they couldn't move, even the compassionate teacher. She held a fly whisk in a fighting pose but couldn't move. She couldn't move anywhere except her eyeballs!
"You recognize the colorful fruit flower moth, but you don't recognize this one, do you?" Qing Huan stretched out a finger, and there was a bug crawling on the fingertip. Be clear. "I left an insect egg on each of you. Whenever Master is willing to apologize to me, I will relieve you of the Gu."
After finishing speaking, he let out a laugh like a silver bell, and left bouncing away, not forgetting to say: "Since you know that Miaojiang is rich in poison, why do you dare to provoke me?"