Sword Among Us

Chapter 125

When I was happy to be invited by the Xuankong Master to enter the inner room to talk about Zen, the so-called 'Yanshan Seventeen Man' all the way around, finally found this dilapidated small temple, and in order to enter the temple, with the maintenance of a small temple quiet Master Zhiheng has a small conflict.

Originally, the group did not dare to offend NPC at will...

Because of the NPCs outside the rivers and lakes, except for the businessmen who sell the hawker shopkeepers and the farmers, the NPCs that can be seen almost all have the strengths of strength and weakness.

"This master!"

The head of the ‘Yanshanhu’ is peaceful and tries to behave very intimately. The smiling expression seems to be harmless to humans and animals: “You can rest assured that our brothers are not malicious, just want to borrow a light and sit in the temple.”

"Amitabha!" Zhiheng is not so easy to be moved. He replied with a message: "You, the temple, the temple is small, happy, I am afraid that you can not accommodate so many people, not to mention the late-night visits, inconvenience, You still leave."

"..."

A group of people looked at each other in a quiet manner, and their brows were close.

The map shows very clearly, the box is in the temple ten meters away, that is to say, the people and things they are looking for are set in the temple.

Therefore, no matter how the temple is the Longtan Tiger Cave, they must also take a look.

Yanshan Tiger glanced at the back of the crowd. The two quickly fell into the darkness and circled around the temple...

"...oh, why bother?"

After a heavy sigh, Zhiheng’s expression remained the same, but his hand glided gently, and a strong swirling moment rushed out. The wind and the grass, the darkness of the temple’s darkness came at the same time. Then there was “ Hey! Hey!" The sound of the heavy object landed, and then there was no sound.

The rest of the people did not know what happened, and sent two people to look at it. Only then did they find that the two companions who were going to push the wall from the left and right sides had a clear black palm print on them, and the blood on the mouth was dry. Die on the spot.

"He killed the sixteen brothers and the thirteenth brother!"

Come back and report with Yanshan Hu, a group of people are indignant, the sword is squirting, and the sword is arrogant, and one can't wait to shoot immediately, and the murderous monk is smashed.

"do not."

Yanshan Tiger raised his hand to stop the impulses of the brothers, and looked extremely dignified and carefully.

The monk of Zhiheng has closed his eyes and mourned the surpassing verses in his mouth. Even if he was surrounded by a group of swords, he did not panic, and revealed any expressions. It seems that everything around him has nothing to do with him!

"The monk is very good, don't try to beat him hard."

Although Yanshan Tiger feels somewhat ridiculous, many things in the martial arts world are unimaginable. For example, a mountain smashing a cow, a magical weapon, or a hidden weapon with a naked eye, it is possible to kill his brother in a long distance. Of course, the premise is that...the monk in front of you is a super-super master!

If so...

Thinking of this, Yanshan Tiger did not consciously inhale and took a half step back.

"Big brother, is that all right?"

Someone behind him reminded:

“Death once, the strength fell by 20%... ‘16’ and ‘13’ will take nearly a month to fully recover.”

"The third child, do you have a better way? Or do you want more brothers to die? He is just an NPC, to blame, can only blame ourselves for not having the eyesight." Yanshanhu sighed with gaze and glanced coldly. The third child who spoke, the latter’s tone was stagnation, no longer speaking.

Yanshan Tiger's anger is not diminished, and his eyes crossed the Zhiheng monk. He glanced around the wall of the dilapidated temple and gave a cold cry from his nose:

"Looking for a place to hide! I don't believe he can win a lifetime in this broken temple!"

A group of people quickly fell into the woods in the darkness.

The moon is like cold water.

The temple is completely silent again...

"I still have seventeen heroes in Yanshan, I am jealous."

In the more subtle dark bushes, the two people who followed him looked down at the red dots on the map and were depressed.

I thought that I could do a good job of the oriole. I didn’t expect Yanshan’s seventeen men to be so weak. The monk who was guarded by the temple was frightened and did not move.

As time went on, there was no further action. As the sky turned brighter, the forest vision began to improve slowly, and the two were somewhat focused.

"Or, let's go around and see if we can pass?"

One person blinked for a while and proposed.

But it was quickly opposed by the companions, who answered in a sigh:

"do not."

"This monk is not simple. Seeing his ability to hurt people from the air, he knows that the internal power is good and the temple is small. We are like this, but he is not..."

"What should I do?"

The person who proposed the brow is close: "Tianming is not easy to do. There are fifteen people on the side of Yanshanhu. It is up to us to be able to do it."

After a pause, my eyes swept in the direction of the temple and continued to vomit: "And the person who grabbed the tribute should trigger a certain task. If he really wants to hide, stay in the temple for a whole day, and live the life of the emperor." By then, he will figure it out, and we have nothing to do! So, there is no other way than a tough breakthrough."

"But... I don't want to say Yanshan 17 heroes. It's not good to be a vulture." The latter sighed heavily and his brows tangled into a Sichuan word.

"I have a way."

"Ok?"

"I guess, the people in the temple will not come out for a while. It is better to go down the mountain and quietly reveal the message here to a group of people..." When it comes to this, the companion’s eyes are bright: "The tiger is driven." Swallow the wolf! Wonderful! I am fast, I am going to find someone!"

"Quick speed back!"

"know."

A black shadow slammed the night, quietly away from the temple, and swept away in the direction of the mountain.

Everything that happened outside the temple, I naturally didn’t know. After I entered the inner room, I saw the books showing the walls on all sides.

As far as the gaze is concerned, a martial art symbolizing the various roads of Shaolin Temple is placed very often together, from the most common "Shaolin Stick Law", "Tietou Gong", "Feidu", "Iron Broom", "Eagle Claw" To the market, the extremely expensive high-quality martial arts "Rohan Zhenqi", "Golden Bell", "Flower Cloud Sleeve", "Drug King Kong", "Gecko Wall Tour", "Dragon Claw Hand"... everything.

When the past life came here, I was shocked by the books inside. I was so immersed in it for a long time, I wish I could put it all into the Qiankun bag and count it as a cheat seller.

In this world, the happiness that has been prepared is naturally not too nostalgic...

Master Xuankong has been there, paying attention to the happy expression and reaction. Seeing that the latter only looks at everything inside with calm and appreciative eyes, it is slightly faint and reveals a faint appreciation.

"I don't know how the chess of the small donor?"

Master Xuankong smiled and pointed to the square table placed in the middle of the room. The black and white has fallen more than a dozen. It is obviously an unfinished endgame...