Repugnant Gateway

Chapter 885: There is turmoil in all directions

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Monk Wu Shu is called Venerable Wu Shu in Daleichi Temple, and his status in Daleichi Temple is second only to the Buddha and Maharashtra. Ben Ben rushed over angrily to teach this boy from the Central Plains who didn't know the heights of the world, but the sincerity on his face made him unable to continue.

"Old slave, I obey."

Yuwen Wuming sighed: "Aren't you the same?"

"It's okay, just a little injured."

Monk Wu Shu: "There are no practitioners who would waste space and carry these things. If you do bring them, I will let you go. If you are any worse, I will beat you."

A pilgrim covered his eyes and screamed. The old man standing next to him patted his shoulder: "Son, you are a man."

It's like a child accidentally breaks something in your house, and you are about to get angry, but the child seriously says, don't be angry, I will pay for the broken things.

Winn didn't dare to answer because he knew it was beyond his ability.

When he said this, his face was expressionless.

An Zheng groaned, put away the things in an orderly manner, and clasped his fists: "Thank you, great monk, for your kindness."

An Zheng squatted there: "This is the barbecue grill, this is the copper pot, this is oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, this is fresh meat slices, this is fish, this is tofu, these are some fresh vegetables. This is cumin powder chili Noodles, this is hot pot base, this is..."

He casually rummaged through the blood training bead space and randomly selected three to four hundred magical artifacts of gold grade, red grade, and above, and placed them on the ground, filling an area of about ten meters square.

"Well, it's over."

"Forget it, I'll go there myself."

The only excuse for beating a child at this time is: "You can't afford to pay."

"Something happened to you?"

Chen Wunuo stood up suddenly: "Where are you going?"

The person close to him is Yuwen Wuming, and the person slightly further away is Yuwen Wuchen. The two siblings looked the same, and the closer they got to the Western Region along the way, the more worried they became.

After a long time, Chen Wunuo suddenly laughed: "Is God kidding me? I was actually fooled by someone I thought I knew very well... Wen En, should I blame myself?"

Yuwen Wuming sighed: "Aren't you the same?"

So Venerable Wu Shu said seriously: "It's too much, and you can't afford to pay for it. How about I beat you up and you don't have to pay for it."

The man said, "Yes, I'm a man."

Monk Wu Shu: "I'm not merciful, don't thank me, thank yourself... I've been practicing for so long, and this is the first time I've seen a person bring these messy things. If your space magic weapon is intelligent, it will scold you. ”

The pen in Chen Wunuo's hand fell to the ground with a clatter, and the red on the vermilion pen dyed a bloody plum blossom on the ground. Extremely disappointed? Is she extremely disappointed? For a moment, Chen Wunuo suddenly felt a sad feeling of betrayal and separation. He has been in charge of Da Xi for so many years, and this is the first time that he feels powerless.

An Zheng sighed: "What do I think..."

"Three hundred."

Changsun Qingchou shook his head: "I'm different."

"Garuda City?"

Monk Wu Shu waved her hand: "You go!"

An Zheng asked: "How much?"

He was not a person willing to get involved in political affairs or court affairs. But this time he had to come because his sister was very sad.

Yuwen Wuming sighed: "Aren't you the same?"

His name is Yatuo Angge, a madman.

Of course, Venerable Wu Shu didn't know how much, but he felt that he should scare the other party with a big number. So he stretched out three fingers and shook them. He had not yet decided whether thirty items were missing.

There were hurried footsteps outside the door, and a young eunuch almost rushed in. Because he was so hasty, he stumbled on the threshold and almost fell. He knelt on the ground with a plop: "Your Majesty, it's not good. Holy Queen … The Holy Queen is gone.”

Then he froze there.

An Zheng didn't know how far it was from Daleichi Temple back to Garuda City. Anyway, in my impression, the white-bearded old Taoist didn't seem to have gone very long. An Zheng bought a map at the foot of the mountain and looked at it, only to realize that the distance was enough for him to run at top speed for three days. Therefore, he admired the white-bearded old man even more, and couldn't help but think that such a senior master should go to trouble Emperor Zhuo Qing.

In the distance, An Zheng shouted: "Take it with me!"

Chen Wunuo strode away from Jingyuan and disappeared in a daze. Wen En came out of Jingyuan Study Room and suddenly felt a little weak. He sat down on the stone bench, and for some reason he felt that all his strength had been drained away. The Holy Emperor has become more and more abnormal recently, and the Holy Queen is now gone again, making Daxi become unstable. In the past, Wen En firmly believed that no matter what happened to Da Xi, as long as the Holy Emperor was still there, nothing would be a problem. But now, Winn discovered that the biggest problem was the Holy Emperor himself.

"Three hundred."

"What's the difference?"

Winn didn't dare to answer because he knew it was beyond his ability.

Venerable Wu Shu slapped his forehead, turned around and left.

"Well, it's over."

Green bamboo forest.

An Zheng sighed: "What do I think..."

He once helped that young man, but now he had to face that young man with the word life or death. He served wine and entertained guests in his own restaurant, and that young man was able to kill a bloody storm in Jinling City. Now he is heading west, but what he wants is the boy's head.

Yuwen Wuming sighed: "Aren't you the same?"

That person was involved, a prince was involved, and the Queen was also involved.

He opened his eyes and took a deep breath: "I was scared to death. What would I do if I were a woman?"

"What's the difference?"

"Forget it, I'll go there myself."

"The Holy Queen said she was leaving Jinling City. She didn't say where she was going, she only said four words... She was extremely disappointed."

"Is this person... a magician?"

An Zheng asked: "How much?"

An Zheng: "Are these enough?"

His name is Yatuo Angge, a madman.

At Daxi Border Pass, eldest son Qingchou glanced at the two people around him: "This trip to the west, are you disappointed?"

Winn still didn't dare to answer.

Then he froze there.

His name is Yatuo Angge, a madman.

A believer who came for pilgrimage was dumbfounded, watching An Zheng take out things from the space magic weapon one by one, as if he would never be able to get it all clean.

That person was involved, a prince was involved, and the Queen was also involved.

Monk Wu Shu: "There are no practitioners who would waste space and carry these things. If you do bring them, I will let you go. If you are any worse, I will beat you."

"I think he is a salesman."

The Buddha took out the piece of paper left by the old Taoist and handed it to the Venerable Mahasthamaprapta: "In this secret realm, we must be the first to attack. You take this secret to the ruins of the Immortal Palace. Just confirm, don't go in rashly. If you are sure that this secret exists, , then stay at the ruins of the Immortal Palace and don’t come back, just stay there.”

"Forget it, I'll go there myself."

"Three hundred."

"Not necessarily, maybe he's a thief. He was caught trying to take back the stolen goods."

When he said this, his face was expressionless.

A pilgrim covered his eyes and screamed. The old man standing next to him patted his shoulder: "Son, you are a man."

Venerable Wu Shu looked at An Zheng's back, turned around and asked the people around him: "I was careless... Do you think I could beat him up if I asked him if he had brought any fruit?"

For a while, there was a lot of discussion.

Kuo Luo Kingdom, Jacob City.

His name is Yatuo Angge, a madman.

So Venerable Wu Shu said seriously: "It's too much, and you can't afford to pay for it. How about I beat you up and you don't have to pay for it."

Monk Wu Shu raised his hand and scratched his forehead: "Why do you bring so many magic weapons?"

An Zheng: "Are these enough?"

Every sister who has a younger brother is his patron saint when he is a boy, and when the younger brother grows up, he becomes his sister's patron saint. He could endure everything but his sister's tears.

He walked away calmly amid a group of people looking at him like monsters, and he could feel the resentment of Venerable Wu Shu behind him who wanted to beat him but couldn't.

Changsun Qingchou shook his head: "I'm different."

Chen Wunuo frowned deeply and asked Wen En in a tone that made him doubtful about life: "Why is it like this? Is he still him? What about that stubborn temperament, that kind of one-minded temperament?" , Why don’t you look like a person anymore?”

He turned around and left, not even wanting to stay for a second, but he forgot that he was still wearing clothes. That slender and muscular figure is really eye-catching. The chest muscles are sharp and angular, and the abdominal muscles are flat and vertical. That thing is a bit big when you step on it, and when you walk, it seems like its tail is swaying back and forth in front of you.

Monk Wu Shu raised his hand and scratched his forehead: "Why do you bring so many magic weapons?"

Changsun Qingchou sat back in the carriage and closed his eyes. The carriage was extremely elegantly decorated, like a study. He sat in the cushioned carriage and looked at the setting sun outside.

Monk Wu Shu raised his hand and scratched his forehead: "Why do you bring so many magic weapons?"

"Well, it's over."

"It's okay, just a little injured."

"Something happened to you?"

When he said this, his face was expressionless.

The old man put down the hat on his black robe, revealing a bald head. It's just that there is no Jieba on top of his head, but a strange-looking black dragon with two wings on his back and an unusually long tail. The black dragon's eyes are red, so red that it's scary.

An Zheng: "I like it. If I like it, don't mention bringing these ritual utensils. I just brought oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, fresh meat, salted fish, and even hot pot base cumin chili noodles."

Changsun Qingchou sat back in the carriage and closed his eyes. The carriage was extremely elegantly decorated, like a study. He sat in the cushioned carriage and looked at the setting sun outside.

Winn still didn't dare to answer.

The Buddha looked at the somewhat depressed Venerable Wu Shu: "How is it?"

A pilgrim covered his eyes and screamed. The old man standing next to him patted his shoulder: "Son, you are a man."

At this moment, the blood pearl bracelet became hot, followed by Chen Xiaoyao's voice.

Changsun Qingchou shook his head: "I'm different."

"Be careful. Chen Wunuo sent two masters to the Western Region this time. They seem to have brought some gifts to the Buddha. The purpose is to kill you."

Monk Wu Shu: "There are no practitioners who would waste space and carry these things. If you do bring them, I will let you go. If you are any worse, I will beat you."

Quite resentful.

For a while, there was a lot of discussion.

"Which of Da Xi's martial arts practitioners, whether young or old, as long as they are still active and have a competitive spirit, would not want to go west? Just like in the Great Zhou Dynasty, it was just because of the conflict between ordinary people at the border. Because of the friction, the practitioners of Dazhou felt that the people of Dazhou could not suffer, and the practitioners of the Western Regions felt that their dignity could not be touched, so they killed a corpse and left it everywhere. "

"Three hundred."

Yuwen Wuming sighed: "Aren't you the same?"

Venerable Wu Shu lowered his head: "Master should be more considerate." The Buddha asked him to step aside, and Venerable Mahasthamaprapta came in after a while.

An Zheng: "Are these enough?"

Then he froze there.

A pilgrim covered his eyes and screamed. The old man standing next to him patted his shoulder: "Son, you are a man."

At this moment, the blood pearl bracelet became hot, followed by Chen Xiaoyao's voice.

An Zheng: "I like it. If I like it, don't mention bringing these ritual utensils. I just brought oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, fresh meat, salted fish, and even hot pot base cumin chili noodles."

Venerable Wu Shu lowered his head: "Master should be more considerate." The Buddha asked him to step aside, and Venerable Mahasthamaprapta came in after a while.

"Not necessarily, maybe he's a thief. He was caught trying to take back the stolen goods."

For a while, there was a lot of discussion.

Then he froze there.

Monk Wu Shu waved her hand: "You go!"

"Garuda City?"

At the same time, Daxi, Jinling City, and Jingyuan.

"I think he is a salesman."

"Three hundred."

An old man whose whole body was covered by a black robe raised his head and sniffed, his eyes brightening. It was an old man who looked extremely ugly. The skin on his face seemed to have been burned by fire, with pits and bumps. If it was just a face full of wrinkles, it would be nothing more. It also looked very greasy.

An Zheng groaned, put away the things in an orderly manner, and clasped his fists: "Thank you, great monk, for your kindness."

"Forget it, I'll go there myself."

"It's okay, just a little injured."

Kuo Luo Kingdom, Jacob City.

An Zheng suddenly realized it, and put on his clothes with a red face, thinking that the white-bearded old Taoist had obviously done it on purpose, and had obviously helped him so much, so he brought him to the Leichi Temple to borrow the power of Yuan Lei from the Buddha. But he deliberately left himself here, and it was up to An Zheng how he left. An Zheng was full of gratitude to the white-bearded old Taoist, but he didn't know who he was or whether he was the founder of Taoism. If so...the temperament really doesn't match.

Yuwen Wuming sighed: "Aren't you the same?"

"Not necessarily, maybe he's a thief. He was caught trying to take back the stolen goods."

An Zheng sighed: "What do I think..."

He opened his eyes and took a deep breath: "I was scared to death. What would I do if I were a woman?"

"It's the smell of it, Death's Scythe."

At the same time, Daxi, Jinling City, and Jingyuan.

Yes, why are you coming back? Why don't you find a place to live in seclusion

The Buddha looked at the somewhat depressed Venerable Wu Shu: "How is it?"

In the distance, An Zheng shouted: "Take it with me!"

"Not necessarily, maybe he's a thief. He was caught trying to take back the stolen goods."

Venerable Wu Shu lowered his head: "Master should be more considerate." The Buddha asked him to step aside, and Venerable Mahasthamaprapta came in after a while.

An Zheng shook his head: "Since the great monk asked me to leave, then I really left."

Monk Wu Shu raised his hand and scratched his forehead: "Why do you bring so many magic weapons?"

Venerable Dashu leaned over and bowed: "Disciple, go and do it now."

Monk Wu Shu raised his hand and scratched his forehead: "Why do you bring so many magic weapons?"

"It's okay, just a little injured."

"It's the smell of it, Death's Scythe."

"It's okay, just a little injured."

An Zheng shook his head: "Since the great monk asked me to leave, then I really left."

His name is Yatuo Angge, a madman.

A pilgrim covered his eyes and screamed. The old man standing next to him patted his shoulder: "Son, you are a man."

That person was involved, a prince was involved, and the Queen was also involved.

"Since then, the word "Westward Journey" has had a special meaning. Those young men with swords and those old men in their twilight years may be looking at the west under the setting sun, thinking that if they could destroy the Western Regions alone, that would be What a feat?”

"Yeah! Rogue!"

A pilgrim covered his eyes and screamed. The old man standing next to him patted his shoulder: "Son, you are a man."

Monk Wu Shu: "There are no practitioners who would waste space and carry these things. If you do bring them, I will let you go. If you are any worse, I will beat you."

After a long time, Chen Wunuo suddenly laughed: "Is God kidding me? I was actually fooled by someone I thought I knew very well... Wen En, should I blame myself?"

"The bracelet lost its sense before, and I was already about to rush over."

A pilgrim covered his eyes and screamed. The old man standing next to him patted his shoulder: "Son, you are a man."

Quite resentful.

"Children, let's go to massacre the city."

The man said, "Yes, I'm a man."

Yes, why are you coming back? Why don't you find a place to live in seclusion

"Is this person... a magician?"

An Zheng shook his head: "Since the great monk asked me to leave, then I really left."

He opened his eyes and took a deep breath: "I was scared to death. What would I do if I were a woman?"

The Western Region is not peaceful, and the arrival of a young man has made things turbulent.

The Buddha said: "Xuan Ting's trip is full of misfortune. The reason why I asked you to let him go is because he may be the only one who can save Xuanting. Many things in the world have cause and effect. Xuanting and him became Friends, maybe this is what is destined.”

It's like a child accidentally breaks something in your house, and you are about to get angry, but the child seriously says, don't be angry, I will pay for the broken things.

"You'll know sooner or later."

Winn didn't dare to answer because he knew it was beyond his ability.

The Buddha said: "So, this is the second reason for me to leave. If the world knows that my Buddhist disciples and the people of the Central Plains Taoist Sect have become life-and-death friends, it will be of great benefit to the future cooperation between the Buddhist and Taoist families."

"Yeah! Rogue!"

Monk Wu Shu waved her hand: "You go!"

Quite resentful.

"Forget it, I'll go there myself."

He walked away calmly amid a group of people looking at him like monsters, and he could feel the resentment of Venerable Wu Shu behind him who wanted to beat him but couldn't.

Changsun Qingchou shook his head: "I'm different."

"Is this person... a magician?"

Venerable Wu Shu looked at An Zheng's back, turned around and asked the people around him: "I was careless... Do you think I could beat him up if I asked him if he had brought any fruit?"

The Buddha looked at the somewhat depressed Venerable Wu Shu: "How is it?"

An Zheng groaned, put away the things in an orderly manner, and clasped his fists: "Thank you, great monk, for your kindness."

For a while, there was a lot of discussion.

Venerable Wu Shu looked at An Zheng's back, turned around and asked the people around him: "I was careless... Do you think I could beat him up if I asked him if he had brought any fruit?"

"Three hundred."

He couldn't help but glance to the west and murmured to himself: "If you were not dead and reborn, why would you come back?"

In the distance, An Zheng shouted: "Take it with me!"

When he said this, his face was expressionless.

In the distance, An Zheng shouted: "Take it with me!"

Venerable Wu Shu shook his head: "I can't see clearly. I wanted to force him to take action, but this person is a little slippery."

"Something happened to you?"

The man said, "Yes, I'm a man."

Venerable Wu Shu slapped his forehead, turned around and left.

So Venerable Wu Shu said seriously: "It's too much, and you can't afford to pay for it. How about I beat you up and you don't have to pay for it."

Green bamboo forest.

"Old slave, I obey."

"Is this person... a magician?"

An Zheng groaned, put away the things in an orderly manner, and clasped his fists: "Thank you, great monk, for your kindness."

"It's okay, just a little injured."

"Okay, Master, I understand."

After a long time, Chen Wunuo suddenly laughed: "Is God kidding me? I was actually fooled by someone I thought I knew very well... Wen En, should I blame myself?"

At this moment, the blood pearl bracelet became hot, followed by Chen Xiaoyao's voice.

After a long time, Chen Wunuo suddenly laughed: "Is God kidding me? I was actually fooled by someone I thought I knew very well... Wen En, should I blame myself?"

"I think he is a salesman."

At Daxi Border Pass, eldest son Qingchou glanced at the two people around him: "This trip to the west, are you disappointed?"

Monk Wu Shu waved her hand: "You go!"

Then he froze there.

"Something happened to you?"

Winn still didn't dare to answer.

"It's the smell of it, Death's Scythe."

"You'll know sooner or later."

Venerable Wu Shu looked at An Zheng's back, turned around and asked the people around him: "I was careless... Do you think I could beat him up if I asked him if he had brought any fruit?"

"Well, it's over."

Monk Wu Shu: "There are no practitioners who would waste space and carry these things. If you do bring them, I will let you go. If you are any worse, I will beat you."

When he said this, his face was expressionless.

"The bracelet lost its sense before, and I was already about to rush over."

Venerable Dashu leaned over and bowed: "Disciple, go and do it now."

When he said this, his face was expressionless.

The only excuse for beating a child at this time is: "You can't afford to pay."

"It's okay, just a little injured."

"Be careful. Chen Wunuo sent two masters to the Western Region this time. They seem to have brought some gifts to the Buddha. The purpose is to kill you."

"The Holy Queen said she was leaving Jinling City. She didn't say where she was going, she only said four words... She was extremely disappointed."

Yuwen Wuming sighed: "Aren't you the same?"

"Be careful. Chen Wunuo sent two masters to the Western Region this time. They seem to have brought some gifts to the Buddha. The purpose is to kill you."

"You'll know sooner or later."

In the distance, An Zheng shouted: "Take it with me!"

"Not necessarily, maybe he's a thief. He was caught trying to take back the stolen goods."

Venerable Wu Shu lowered his head: "Master should be more considerate." The Buddha asked him to step aside, and Venerable Mahasthamaprapta came in after a while.

"Okay, Master, I understand."

"The Holy Queen said she was leaving Jinling City. She didn't say where she was going, she only said four words... She was extremely disappointed."

"Well, it's over."

An Zheng glanced at the blood bead bracelet and thought to himself that Chen Wunuo didn't know how angry he was. He would have been very sensible if he hadn't killed him himself. He walked towards Garuda City, with the Great Leichi Temple behind him getting further and further away.

For a while, there was a lot of discussion.

"It's okay, just a little injured."

The Buddha looked at the somewhat depressed Venerable Wu Shu: "How is it?"

Green bamboo forest.

"I think he is a salesman."

Quite resentful.

The Buddha looked at the somewhat depressed Venerable Wu Shu: "How is it?"

Venerable Wu Shu slapped his forehead, turned around and left.

Winn didn't dare to answer because he knew it was beyond his ability.

Venerable Wu Shu shook his head: "I can't see clearly. I wanted to force him to take action, but this person is a little slippery."

"Okay, Master, I understand."

Venerable Wu Shu nodded: "The world is in chaos now. If the matter of summoning the spirit world is not solved in advance, no one will dare to take action on the ruins of the Immortal Palace. Now the old Taoist has taken the secret in exchange for future considerations."

Quite resentful.

In the distance, An Zheng shouted: "Take it with me!"

He walked away calmly amid a group of people looking at him like monsters, and he could feel the resentment of Venerable Wu Shu behind him who wanted to beat him but couldn't.

A believer who came for pilgrimage was dumbfounded, watching An Zheng take out things from the space magic weapon one by one, as if he would never be able to get it all clean.

Then he froze there.

The man said, "Yes, I'm a man."

Yes, why are you coming back? Why don't you find a place to live in seclusion

An Zheng sighed: "What do I think..."

"Three hundred."

It's like a child accidentally breaks something in your house, and you are about to get angry, but the child seriously says, don't be angry, I will pay for the broken things.

At this moment, the blood pearl bracelet became hot, followed by Chen Xiaoyao's voice.

For a while, there was a lot of discussion.

"Well, it's over."

Venerable Wu Shu looked at An Zheng's back, turned around and asked the people around him: "I was careless... Do you think I could beat him up if I asked him if he had brought any fruit?"

After a long time, Chen Wunuo suddenly laughed: "Is God kidding me? I was actually fooled by someone I thought I knew very well... Wen En, should I blame myself?"

An Zheng shook his head: "Since the great monk asked me to leave, then I really left."

Venerable Wu Shu lowered his head: "Master should be more considerate." The Buddha asked him to step aside, and Venerable Mahasthamaprapta came in after a while.

"You'll know sooner or later."

Green bamboo forest.

"The bracelet lost its sense before, and I was already about to rush over."

The old man enjoyed the sunshine and then walked out of the city.

"Children, let's go to massacre the city."

"Is this person... a magician?"

Winn still didn't dare to answer.

He couldn't help but glance to the west and murmured to himself: "If you were not dead and reborn, why would you come back?"

An Zheng asked: "How much?"

A believer who came for pilgrimage was dumbfounded, watching An Zheng take out things from the space magic weapon one by one, as if he would never be able to get it all clean.

He opened his eyes and took a deep breath: "I was scared to death. What would I do if I were a woman?"

Venerable Wu Shu shook his head: "I can't see clearly. I wanted to force him to take action, but this person is a little slippery."

Venerable Dashu leaned over and bowed: "Disciple, go and do it now."

At Daxi Border Pass, eldest son Qingchou glanced at the two people around him: "This trip to the west, are you disappointed?"

"Well, it's over."

In the distance, An Zheng shouted: "Take it with me!"

At this moment, the blood pearl bracelet became hot, followed by Chen Xiaoyao's voice.

He couldn't help but glance to the west and murmured to himself: "If you were not dead and reborn, why would you come back?"

At the same time, Daxi, Jinling City, and Jingyuan.

Venerable Dashu leaned over and bowed: "Disciple, go and do it now."

"Children, let's go to massacre the city."

An Zheng groaned, put away the things in an orderly manner, and clasped his fists: "Thank you, great monk, for your kindness."

Yuwen Wuming sighed: "Aren't you the same?"

Monk Wu Shu waved her hand: "You go!"

"And you are going west to hunt down your own people."

Venerable Wu Shu slapped his forehead, turned around and left.

Winn didn't dare to answer because he knew it was beyond his ability.

Changsun Qingchou shook his head: "I'm different."

That person was involved, a prince was involved, and the Queen was also involved.

Green bamboo forest.

"Is this person... a magician?"

"Garuda City?"

After a long time, Chen Wunuo suddenly laughed: "Is God kidding me? I was actually fooled by someone I thought I knew very well... Wen En, should I blame myself?"

Quite resentful.

"Be careful. Chen Wunuo sent two masters to the Western Region this time. They seem to have brought some gifts to the Buddha. The purpose is to kill you."

Winn still didn't dare to answer.

Venerable Wu Shu looked at An Zheng's back, turned around and asked the people around him: "I was careless... Do you think I could beat him up if I asked him if he had brought any fruit?"

Monk Wu Shu waved her hand: "You go!"

That person was involved, a prince was involved, and the Queen was also involved.

"What's the difference?"

The man said, "Yes, I'm a man."

"The Holy Queen said she was leaving Jinling City. She didn't say where she was going, she only said four words... She was extremely disappointed."

Monk Wu Shu raised his hand and scratched his forehead: "Why do you bring so many magic weapons?"

At this moment, the blood pearl bracelet became hot, followed by Chen Xiaoyao's voice.

When he said this, his face was expressionless.

"Be careful. Chen Wunuo sent two masters to the Western Region this time. They seem to have brought some gifts to the Buddha. The purpose is to kill you."

"Three hundred."

That person was involved, a prince was involved, and the Queen was also involved.

A pilgrim covered his eyes and screamed. The old man standing next to him patted his shoulder: "Son, you are a man."

An Zheng asked: "How much?"

"What's the difference?"

"You'll know sooner or later."

Chen Wunuo stood up suddenly: "Where are you going?"

He couldn't help but glance to the west and murmured to himself: "If you were not dead and reborn, why would you come back?"

Green bamboo forest.

The Buddha looked at the somewhat depressed Venerable Wu Shu: "How is it?"

"Three hundred."

Venerable Dashu leaned over and bowed: "Disciple, go and do it now."

"The Holy Queen said she was leaving Jinling City. She didn't say where she was going, she only said four words... She was extremely disappointed."

Winn didn't dare to answer because he knew it was beyond his ability.

"Be careful. Chen Wunuo sent two masters to the Western Region this time. They seem to have brought some gifts to the Buddha. The purpose is to kill you."

"It's the smell of it, Death's Scythe."

Venerable Wu Shu lowered his head: "Master should be more considerate." The Buddha asked him to step aside, and Venerable Mahasthamaprapta came in after a while.

An Zheng shook his head: "Since the great monk asked me to leave, then I really left."

Yes, why are you coming back? Why don't you find a place to live in seclusion

"Winn, go after him."

Monk Wu Shu: "There are no practitioners who would waste space and carry these things. If you do bring them, I will let you go. If you are any worse, I will beat you."

"You'll know sooner or later."

"Not necessarily, maybe he's a thief. He was caught trying to take back the stolen goods."

"Children, let's go to massacre the city."

Venerable Wu Shu lowered his head: "Master should be more considerate." The Buddha asked him to step aside, and Venerable Mahasthamaprapta came in after a while.

"Old slave, I obey."

Venerable Wu Shu lowered his head: "Master should be more considerate." The Buddha asked him to step aside, and Venerable Mahasthamaprapta came in after a while.

At Daxi Border Pass, eldest son Qingchou glanced at the two people around him: "This trip to the west, are you disappointed?"

"Forget it, I'll go there myself."

An Zheng: "Are these enough?"

Changsun Qingchou shook his head: "I'm different."

"The bracelet lost its sense before, and I was already about to rush over."

An Zheng asked: "How much?"

Green bamboo forest.

He couldn't help but glance to the west and murmured to himself: "If you were not dead and reborn, why would you come back?"

"Well, it's over."

Monk Wu Shu raised his hand and scratched his forehead: "Why do you bring so many magic weapons?"

His name is Yatuo Angge, a madman.

Monk Wu Shu raised his hand and scratched his forehead: "Why do you bring so many magic weapons?"

Changsun Qingchou shook his head: "I'm different."

Quite resentful.

After a long time, Chen Wunuo suddenly laughed: "Is God kidding me? I was actually fooled by someone I thought I knew very well... Wen En, should I blame myself?"

Yes, why are you coming back? Why don't you find a place to live in seclusion

Monk Wu Shu raised his hand and scratched his forehead: "Why do you bring so many magic weapons?"

Monk Wu Shu waved her hand: "You go!"

Yuwen Wuming sighed: "Aren't you the same?"

Venerable Wu Shu looked at An Zheng's back, turned around and asked the people around him: "I was careless... Do you think I could beat him up if I asked him if he had brought any fruit?"

He opened his eyes and took a deep breath: "I was scared to death. What would I do if I were a woman?"

At Daxi Border Pass, eldest son Qingchou glanced at the two people around him: "This trip to the west, are you disappointed?"

"Be careful. Chen Wunuo sent two masters to the Western Region this time. They seem to have brought some gifts to the Buddha. The purpose is to kill you."

His name is Yatuo Angge, a madman.

Yuwen Wuming sighed: "Aren't you the same?"

Venerable Dashu leaned over and bowed: "Disciple, go and do it now."

"It's the smell of it, Death's Scythe."

"Old slave, I obey."

"Okay, Master, I understand."

Then he froze there.

Quite resentful.

An Zheng shook his head: "Since the great monk asked me to leave, then I really left."

Green bamboo forest.

The man said, "Yes, I'm a man."

"Winn, go after him."

"And you are going west to hunt down your own people."

"You'll know sooner or later."

Green bamboo forest.

"Okay, Master, I understand."

Yuwen Wuming sighed: "Aren't you the same?"

That person was involved, a prince was involved, and the Queen was also involved.

Changsun Qingchou shook his head: "I'm different."

An Zheng sighed: "What do I think..."

"Garuda City?"

At the same time, Daxi, Jinling City, and Jingyuan.

"What's the difference?"

Yes, why are you coming back? Why don't you find a place to live in seclusion

"You'll know sooner or later."

Venerable Dashu leaned over and bowed: "Disciple, go and do it now."

So Venerable Wu Shu said seriously: "It's too much, and you can't afford to pay for it. How about I beat you up and you don't have to pay for it."

Changsun Qingchou sat back in the carriage and closed his eyes. The carriage was extremely elegantly decorated, like a study. He sat in the cushioned carriage and looked at the setting sun outside.

Kuo Luo Kingdom, Jacob City.

"The Holy Queen said she was leaving Jinling City. She didn't say where she was going, she only said four words... She was extremely disappointed."

"Three hundred."

An Zheng sighed: "What do I think..."

Yuwen Wuming sighed: "Aren't you the same?"

He couldn't help but glance to the west and murmured to himself: "If you were not dead and reborn, why would you come back?"

"It's the smell of it, Death's Scythe."

Yes, why are you coming back? Why don't you find a place to live in seclusion

Monk Wu Shu waved her hand: "You go!"

He was not a person willing to get involved in political affairs or court affairs. But this time he had to come because his sister was very sad.

Monk Wu Shu waved her hand: "You go!"

The Buddha looked at the somewhat depressed Venerable Wu Shu: "How is it?"

A pilgrim covered his eyes and screamed. The old man standing next to him patted his shoulder: "Son, you are a man."

Venerable Wu Shu lowered his head: "Master should be more considerate." The Buddha asked him to step aside, and Venerable Mahasthamaprapta came in after a while.

When he said this, his face was expressionless.

He opened his eyes and took a deep breath: "I was scared to death. What would I do if I were a woman?"

The Western Region is not peaceful, and the arrival of a young man has made things turbulent.

An Zheng sighed: "What do I think..."

Green bamboo forest.

"You'll know sooner or later."

Venerable Wu Shu slapped his forehead, turned around and left.

A believer who came for pilgrimage was dumbfounded, watching An Zheng take out things from the space magic weapon one by one, as if he would never be able to get it all clean.

At this moment, the blood pearl bracelet became hot, followed by Chen Xiaoyao's voice.

Kuo Luo Kingdom, Jacob City.

"It's the smell of it, Death's Scythe."

An Zheng shook his head: "Since the great monk asked me to leave, then I really left."

After a long time, Chen Wunuo suddenly laughed: "Is God kidding me? I was actually fooled by someone I thought I knew very well... Wen En, should I blame myself?"

He was not a person willing to get involved in political affairs or court affairs. But this time he had to come because his sister was very sad.

An Zheng asked: "How much?"

An Zheng groaned, put away the things in an orderly manner, and clasped his fists: "Thank you, great monk, for your kindness."

"It's the smell of it, Death's Scythe."

At the same time, Daxi, Jinling City, and Jingyuan.

Venerable Wu Shu shook his head: "I can't see clearly. I wanted to force him to take action, but this person is a little slippery."

At Daxi Border Pass, eldest son Qingchou glanced at the two people around him: "This trip to the west, are you disappointed?"

"Yeah! Rogue!"

That person was involved, a prince was involved, and the Queen was also involved.

He opened his eyes and took a deep breath: "I was scared to death. What would I do if I were a woman?"

The old man enjoyed the sunshine and then walked out of the city.

"Not necessarily, maybe he's a thief. He was caught trying to take back the stolen goods."

Winn still didn't dare to answer.

He was not a person willing to get involved in political affairs or court affairs. But this time he had to come because his sister was very sad.

"Garuda City?"

"Be careful. Chen Wunuo sent two masters to the Western Region this time. They seem to have brought some gifts to the Buddha. The purpose is to kill you."

"Old slave, I obey."

Changsun Qingchou sat back in the carriage and closed his eyes. The carriage was extremely elegantly decorated, like a study. He sat in the cushioned carriage and looked at the setting sun outside.

He walked away calmly amid a group of people looking at him like monsters, and he could feel the resentment of Venerable Wu Shu behind him who wanted to beat him but couldn't.

Quite resentful.

Venerable Wu Shu slapped his forehead, turned around and left.

The old man enjoyed the sunshine and then walked out of the city.

"It's okay, just a little injured."

"I think he is a salesman."

When he said this, his face was expressionless.

"Children, let's go to massacre the city."

"Something happened to you?"

Yes, why are you coming back? Why don't you find a place to live in seclusion

"And you are going west to hunt down your own people."

An Zheng shook his head: "Since the great monk asked me to leave, then I really left."

An Zheng sighed: "What do I think..."

An Zheng: "I like it. If I like it, don't mention bringing these ritual utensils. I just brought oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, fresh meat, salted fish, and even hot pot base cumin chili noodles."

When he said this, his face was expressionless.

An Zheng shook his head: "Since the great monk asked me to leave, then I really left."

His name is Yatuo Angge, a madman.

Green bamboo forest.

After a long time, Chen Wunuo suddenly laughed: "Is God kidding me? I was actually fooled by someone I thought I knew very well... Wen En, should I blame myself?"

The Buddha looked at the somewhat depressed Venerable Wu Shu: "How is it?"

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