"The enemy is now, this guy just left? Since when did Nian Youyu become so active in doing things?" Fei Bo curled his mouth while looking at the place where Nian Youyu disappeared, and then turned his head to face me. Said: "Tang and Song donors, do you have any meat on your body, give me some more."
I took out a pig leg and stuffed it into Fei Bo's hand. Looking at his swollen body, I couldn't help but smile and jokingly said, "You'd better be restrained, you can't continue to develop horizontally."
Hearing what I said, Fei Bo curled his mouth and said: "It is a blessing to be able to eat. The poor monk doesn't want to be as thin as my master, with only a piece of skin and a pair of bones left."
"By the way, I used to have a relationship with your master, and his old man also helped me. I don't know where his old man is now? Is his bones strong?"
"The poor monk's master went to the underworld."
"Your master passed away in his hometown?"
"No, he went to the underworld to do things, as if he wanted to ask for proof of something, to find a former friend, and he will come back after the matter is settled."
I was quite embarrassed to scratch my head and then asked: "Your master knows astronomy and geography from his old man, and he knows how to pinch it. I want to ask him if he has helped calculate China's fortune. A cycle of five thousand years, five. One movement in a thousand years, can we survive this time safely."
"The poor monk once asked Master the same way. Master, he only said four words and everything relies on it."
"Everything revolves?"
"When the old master was young, he was blinded by peeping into the secrets of heaven. The poor monk did not dare to calculate the Chinese fortune. You must know that the use of divination is mysterious and there are also huge risks. If you don't know much, you will pay a heavy price. ."
After Fei Bo finished speaking, he frowned and said: "The surrounding wind tells the poor monk that the enemy has already started to fuck, Tang and Song donors, you are injured, and the next thing is left to the poor monk. Right."
"It will take you so hard."
"Don't be polite to the poor monk."
Hearing Fei Bo's words, I cast my gaze into the distance, and after a while I saw a large group of people walking out of the woods and coming down the hillside.
"So many, it seems that there are two hundred people." Fei Bo put the pig legs away, and then said: "People make money.
The dead bird died for food, and I did not expect that the rewards given by the Three Martial Arts would be so attractive. "
"Not attractive to you?"
"The poor monk disdains to become the honorary elder of the three sects. The poor monk has always felt that the medicine is three points of poison, and the pill is better. In addition, the poor monk has obtained the inheritance of the ancestor of the wind and is interested in the so-called magic secrets. No, so the poor monk is really not moved by the conditions set by the three sects."
Fei Bo's voice fell, and I thought about it for a while and then asked: "In the killing order issued by the three main sects, is there any detailed description of my strength?"
"No," Fei Bo shook his head and said, "Perhaps these people's knowledge of you is still at the time of the Wubi Conference. That's not bad. We can pretend to be pigs and eat tigers."
More than two hundred Taoist priests stepped on messy footsteps and slowly walked towards the top of the hillside. In a short while, everyone gathered around my body and Fei Bo.
The crowd surrounded the two of us and looked at us arrogantly.
While they were looking at us, Fei Bo stared at us with a pair of small eyes and constantly scanned the surroundings. Fei Bo turned his head and whispered to me after a while: "The people surrounding us are not the strongest Taoist priests at the sixth level. In addition, there are two masters hiding in the dark. They are two seventh-level Taoists. It seems that the other party still wants a trick. The mantis catches the cicada and the oriole is behind, but unfortunately the strength is too weak."
"Tang Song, follow me." A middle-aged man stepped forward and shouted at me.
I ignored the other person, but sat on the ground. I still have injuries and I am not suitable for fighting.
"Don’t worry, don’t worry, the poor monks are responsible for handling the affairs of the Tang and Song donors. If you have any questions, you can talk to the poor monks in detail."
"Fat monk, do you want to stand up for Tang Song?"
"The poor monk made it very clear just now, and now I am solely responsible for the affairs of the Tang and Song donors."
"Why do you want you to be the master in the affairs of the Tang and Song Dynasties? Is Tang and Song being captured by you? If this is the case, you can sell Tang and Song to us at a price."
"The poor monk and the Tang and Song donors are good friends, so in the eyes of the poor monks, the Tang and Song donors are priceless."
Feibo's oil and salt did not enter, and finally wiped out the patience of the Taoist priests.
"Fat monk, please don't toast or eat fine wine, I think you are impatient with your life." A burly man appeared more and more.
The probe hand grabbed at Fei Bo's shoulder.
Just when the opponent's palm was about to touch Fei Bo, a whirlwind suddenly spouted from Fei Bo's body. Following the burly man, he was directly lifted by the whirlwind, rolled several times in the air, and finally hit the trunk of a big tree heavily.
"Amitabha, the poor monk loves peace and doesn't like to do it. I also ask the donors to retreat quickly and don't embarrass the poor monk."
"Fat monk, you dare to hurt our people, this time you are dead, I promise no one can save you."
"Originally, this matter didn't have much to do with you. Is this a fire?"
"The three main sects jointly issued a killing order, you think you can protect him."
Seeing Fei Bo kept silent, the Taoist priests thought Fei Bo was scared, so they looked at each other and separated three people, holding different weapons, and rushed towards Fei Bo.
The three men viciously slammed down in front of Fei Bo, their speed of impact was very fast, but the speed of retreating was even faster. They are like ping pong balls just hitting the ground and being bounced high. In the end, he was bounced out for several meters, and he stabilized his body until he knocked over six or seven people.
"Your strength is too weak, even if you go to the poor monk together, you are not afraid, but the poor monk is compassionate and I advise you to leave as soon as possible. There are some things that you are not qualified to intervene."
When Fei Bo's voice fell, two unfamiliar voices followed in the distance.
"It's a monk who doesn't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick. He is not enough to be vegetarian and chanting in the temple. He also wants to help others. Do you know the truth about shooting a bird."
"I think the monk in front of me must have been controlled by Tang and Song Dynasty. He is now an extremely dangerous person. Therefore, for the stability of the Huaxia Profound Sect, I think this fat monk should be slashed to prevent others from following suit."
They were talking about two middle-aged people, one fat and one thin. They used to hide in the dark, but now they finally couldn't help but want to make a move.
"Two seventh-level Taoist priests, it's a bit interesting, please report your name."
"My name is Zhongrushan," the fat man said loudly.
"My name is Qingrufeng," the thin man said loudly.
"The poor monk thinks that the names of the two of you are not loud enough and should be changed." Before the two of them spoke, Fei Bo followed: "It is more appropriate to change it to be as fat as a pig and as thin as a dog."
(End of this chapter)