"The Wuyuan demon monk is really hateful!" Meng Yuanyun cursed angrily.
Ye Qingxuan and other brothers have never suffered from such uselessness.
Ye Qingxuan bowed deeply, and said apologetically: "Master Miaoxiu was injured because of us, and was held hostage because of our ineffective protection, and caused Master to suffer this great humiliation..."
Wu Nian laughed, and said in relief: "It's okay, it's okay, I just got ridiculed for a few words, but it can save a life. It's a good deal, a good deal, hahaha..."
Ye Qingxuan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled wryly: "Master is so open-minded."
Wu Nian shook his head and said: "It's a pity that the demons are dancing around here, but the old monk is powerless and can't intervene." After speaking, he turned around and said to the Living Buddha Zongba: "Master Zongba has a heavy responsibility, so it is not suitable to stay here for a long time. It is better to go back to the Great Zen Temple with the old monk. Bar."
"I am about to pay my respects to the holy place of Zen." Zongba Living Buddha saluted, "Master Lao Wunian."
Seeing Master Wu Nian and Zongba Rinpoche walk away, Ye Qingxuan and the others sighed.
Meng Yuanyun thought hard and shook his head, "Oh, it's a pity that Master Wu Nian is really too stubborn. If he is willing to disobey the rules and use all kinds of methods to deal with those bad guys, it will be perfect. At least it can save us half of the effort."
Ye Qingxuan rolled his eyes angrily, and said, "Isn't it too difficult for Master Wu Nian to do whatever he can?"
"What's the problem?" Meng Yuanyun snorted coldly, "Once you close your eyes, it's over. Slaying demons!"
"Then I'll let you fuck a bitch, will you do it?"
Ye Qingxuan sneered, turned and left.
"Hey, why did you ask me to fuck a bitch?" Meng Yuanyun shouted at Ye Qingxuan's back, "I have principles and bottom lines in life!"
"It's not the same!" Ye Qingxuan's voice came from afar.
"Wu Nian's bottom line? Chi—" Meng Yuanyun turned his head and glanced at Nie Xingxie and Ru Hua, and said with a chuckle, "Wow, so to speak, Master Wu Nian's bottom line is a little bit higher than my highest moral line... "
The two rolled their eyes in unison, "Shameless!"
Everyone ignored Meng Yuanyun and walked away together.
"Shameless?" Meng Yuanyun picked his nostrils, "Don't keep praising me..."
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It was getting late and the lights were on.
"Demon Monk" Wuyuan walked on the street, thinking of what he did to suppress Wu Nian just now, he couldn't help feeling proud.
For so many years, I have been suppressed by the bald thief Wu Nian, why did I let him be so humble. Although I can't grasp the timing of his arrival, but it was arranged long ago, and Monk Miaoxiu fell into my hands, which is really a stroke of genius.
Hedong Mansion is not too far from Luodu. Once the "backer king" gets into trouble and his whereabouts are exposed, he will be easily attacked by the Great Zen Temple. It is indeed inevitable to be able to prepare for this move in advance.
It's just that although Wuyuan felt happy in his heart, he always felt a little strange.
Seeing that he was about to reach the area of the palace, there were gradually fewer pedestrians on the road, and he finally realized that he was being followed.
Chi, I don't know whether I'm dead or alive.
Seeing that the palace is nearby, as long as he shouts, no matter how expert the opponent is, unless it is a supreme master like Luo Podi, who can put him in danger
Proudly reached the center of the street with a few steps, "Demon Monk" Wuyuan suddenly stopped, called out the Buddha's name in a low voice, and said in a loud voice: "Amitabha, what kind of master is here to follow this old monk, why don't you come out and see him?"
clap clap...
There was a burst of applause, and a person slowly walked out of a dark alley, and said in a cold tone: "The master used a good method, I can't imagine that the number one master of the Baidao martial arts would be played by the master in this way." In the meantime, I really admire, admire!"
The person who came was dressed in gray tight-fitting samurai uniform, and only one eye remained on his old and pine face. The black eyepatch made his face a little more ruthless, and the only remaining eye shot out a wolf-like light.
"Is it you? 'Wandering Soul' Song Bieli?"
"Demon Monk" Wuyuan was greatly surprised, he never thought that the one following him all the way turned out to be the king of the assassination world.
"It's Song." Song Bieli replied with a bow.
"Demon Monk" Wuyuan frowned, and asked, "Are you coming to kill me? Fengyi Pavilion Zhuo Huifan's attention?"
Song Bieli shook his head and said: "Governor Zhuo was really indignant when he heard about King Backer's actions, but this time he didn't come to kill Grandmaster, but Pavilion Master Zhuo was entrusted by someone to ask Grandmaster to meet someone."
"Meet someone? See who?"
"The master has gone, so I naturally know."
"Demon Monk" snorted coldly and said: "No matter who comes to see me, I won't go. If you have the ability, let Zhuo Huifan come and invite you in person! The poor monk has something important to do, so I won't send it away!"
After speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.
Boom, boom, boom...
The sound of bamboo sticks hitting the ground suddenly came from the front, and Yan Wuchang, the "ghost sword" with a ghostly face, giggled and blocked the way, "Master, why should you be so anxious, this person is afraid that the master will not be able to evade it, and can't think about it." , I can't help you!"
Sensing the appearance of several masters with dim auras before and after, "Demon Monk" Wuyuan found himself surrounded by the masters of "Blood Fiend".
But even so, no resentment is not afraid.
This place is too close to the "Guangshan Prince's Mansion".
"Aren't you going to forcibly invite this old monk to go through with it?" "Demon Monk" put his hand into his bosom without any resentment, holding a thunderbolt tightly, as long as he threw it casually, the noise would be enough to startle the whole world. With the help of Li Moyin and other magic masters in the palace, these "blood fiend" masters are guaranteed to be unable to eat and walk around.
But just as he took out the thunderbolt and was about to throw it out, Song Bieli's unhurried and cold voice sounded again: "Master, do you want to do it? Are you not afraid of blood churning and losing your mind?"
"What, what?"
Song Bieli's words immediately caused Wuyuan to tremble, and the thunderbolt in his hand almost fell to the ground.
"What did you say?" "Demon Monk" Wuyuan stared at Song Bieli with his eyes wide open.
Song Bieli showed a funny expression, and said indifferently: "Someone asked me to bring a sentence, saying that it was to ask Master Wuyuan: on the third day of every month, if the heart and blood are churning, and if there is burning all over the body, Visions are reborn in my mind, and I even lose my mind on a full moon night... "
Song Bieli smiled sinisterly, "When you lose your mind, you have to drink human blood and eat human flesh...it's scary to think about it!"
"Demon Monk" Wuyuan's face was pale and bloodless. Unexpectedly, he was threatening others before, and in the blink of an eye, he was threatened by others, and the threats were so in place. How could anyone know what happened to him
"Who told you all this?" "Demon Monk" Wuyuan almost collapsed, "Tell me, who is that person?"
"Ghost Sword" Yan Wuchang snorted coldly, mockingly said: "I told Master, as long as you come with us, you will naturally know who that person is... Moreover, that person can cure the illness on Master's body!"
"Master, don't worry, since you are inviting the master, that person has no intention of harming the master, otherwise, you don't need to bother us brothers to invite you..."
"Demon Monk" Wuyuan looked at the "Guanshan Prince's Mansion" which was very close at hand, and felt extremely entangled in his heart, but when he thought of the pain on his body, he finally gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Okay, I will go with you."