Lu Min was surrounded by the monks of the Shaolin Temple.

Two shirtless, sturdy monks held her up with long sticks.

Abbot Muqing had already walked to the front, followed by Xuan Zhi, who looked at Lu Min with a miserable face, his hand raised in front of his lips, and he didn't dare to speak.

"The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is an important place for Buddhism! Outsiders entering the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion should be punished by heaven!" said the two monks who held Lu Min up

Lu Min didn't speak.

"Search her to see if she's a disciple of the Demon Cult!" said another monk.

The two monks searched Lu Min's body.

But he took out a few small square flat packages from the pocket of his sweatshirt, which said "Du Mousi".

"This—is this?" exclaimed the surrounding monks.

The monks looked at the items they found, looking at Lu Min, who was kneeling on the ground by the wooden sticks of the two monks, wearing tight jeans and loose sweatshirts, the curves of the straight and prominent buttocks were unobstructed, and the plump and round breasts under the sweatshirt were also looming under the black hair, the skin was fair, the face was delicate, the eyes under the thin eyebrows were pitiful, and the small package found and this bad posture caused the surrounding monks to begin to reverie, and some of them blushed directly.

Abbot Muqing stepped forward and motioned for the two monks to loosen their sticks and help Lu Min up.

"Everyone knows that outsiders who trespass into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion will be punished heavily, and this female benefactor has obviously come to see one of you, and if he is willing to stand up and admit that he will be punished in place of the female benefactor, the female benefactor may be exempted from punishment. Abbot Muqing said: "The monk who asked her to meet must have broken the color precepts and the rules of this temple! If he also roars as a lion, the person who is punished must be severely punished, that is, expelled from Shaolin, now please stand up!"

Abbot Muqing said this, his voice was loud, and his internal force shocked the people around him.

The internal force entanglement in his palm has approached Lu Min, which means that if that person does not stand up, he will directly punish Lu Min.

Lu Min looked at the internal force of the tyrant in his palm, but he didn't dare to panic, just watched calmly.

Xuan Zhi would not bear to see her punished, and it was not a bad thing that Xuan Zhi might be able to be with her forever if he left Shaolin.

Lu Min looked at Xuan Zhi, but what she saw made her feel inexplicably cold.

Xuan Zhi just put his hand in front of his lips and bowed his head silently.

The surrounding monks all looked at each other, and no one stood up for a long time.

Lu Sen's pupils tightened, her heartbeat was getting faster and faster, she was in a heartache, she didn't know why this was happening, there was nothing in all the knowledge she had learned that could explain this pain.

It's like falling into an ice cave, only despair, and anger.

"Three!" Abbot Muqing began to count.

"Two!"

"One!"

In the end, he didn't stand up either.

Abbot Muqing raised his big hand high, and he was about to smash it down.

Lu Min closed his eyes, and a stream of heat passed through the corners of his eyes.

Mu Qing's movements stopped: "It's good, it's the old man who has no way to teach, not only contaminated with affection, but also makes the female benefactor so gloomy." ”

Lu Min was already crying and his eyes were red, looking at everything in front of him with disappointment.

"Female donor, please come back. ”

After speaking, he turned his head and left, Lu Min looked at the monk who was leaving, she was angry, she was puzzled, she didn't know why Xuan Zhi didn't stand up in the end.

She picked up a candlestick on the table and stabbed it in the back of the head like the abbot of Muqing.

The movements were rough and exaggerated, and Mu Qing soon found out.

Turn your head and slap it back.

Shaolin is unlearned, and there is great mercy and compassion.

The internal force hit like a mountain and a sea, and Lu Min was directly pushed away, accompanied by the surrounding scriptures and papers, blood flew.

Lu Min fell heavily to the ground.

"Female benefactor, why bother, please don't hurt yourself like this. ”

Lu Min spat out a cloud of dirty blood and looked at Xuan Zhi in the crowd, Xuan Zhi's face turned pale, like a boy who had done something wrong and was arrested.

Lu Min picked up the candlestick with difficulty, stood up and stabbed at Abbot Muqing again.

With another palm in his hand, Lu Min was knocked away again, this time Lu Min was so violent that his liver and gallbladder were violent, and blood flowed from the corners of his eyes.

The sight is slowly fading.

"Why haven't you come forward yet......" Lu Min muttered.

"Female benefactor......

Lu Min mobilized his internal strength, stood up with the last of his strength, picked up the broken candlestick, and stabbed at Mu Qing.

The last palm.

The last palm, the palm of great mercy.

When Lu Min woke up, it was already three days later.

The nurse was there to help her change her drip.

"Nurse......" Lu Min said in a voice that was weak to hoarse.

"Three days....... Is there a monk dressed as a monk to come and see me......"

"I'm sorry, Ms. Lu, no, only your colleagues in the bureau. ”

The sun shone through the sunshade curtain on Lu Min's pillow.

Tears slowly slipped down and scratched the sunlight carved into the pillow.

After Lu Min finished speaking, he still had a very cold expression.

Ling Blade felt like he was standing outside the door of the hospital room.

"That Xuanzhi, is he the one I want to fight tomorrow?"

"Yes. ”

Ling Blade moved his shoulder, making a series of clicks that vibrated with his bones.

"Rest well. ”

Ling Blade dropped the sentence and returned to his room.

"You never want to say that. Bao Kang said, "You're okay. ”

"That's why I did it. ”

"What?"

"Didn't you feel at the meeting that when Ling Blade was angry, the internal force of the Huoyun Divine Skill was much more domineering than before. ”

"You want to make him angry and win tomorrow's tournament?"

"Yes, because I know that Ling Blade in his normal state can't win against Xuan Zhi, and he must be angry. ”

"But ........"

"But what?"

"But how do you know that this can make him angry, knowing that you are not usually so good to him?"

"You probably still don't know Lingblade, this man. Lu Min looked at the position he had just left: "Kindness is terrifying." ”

Xuan Zhi sat cross-legged in his room, and the moonlight illuminated his broad shoulders.

His hands were folded and he was silently reciting the scriptures in his mouth.

Jian frowned slightly.

No matter how hard he tried to concentrate and chant the scriptures, since the moment he saw Lu Min again, the situation of that night kept flashing before his eyes.

It's like a flying insect in your ears, and it's irritating.

In the end, Xuan Zhi gave up the chanting and jumped violently.

"Drink!"

With a loud shout, a fist slammed into the wall, and the wall was instantly smashed out of a big hole.

At this time, a domineering aura that shocked the muscles and bones came from behind him.

Hyun Chi turned around and saw the red-haired boy standing at the door of his room.

"Is what Lu Min said true?" asked Ling Blade.

"She told you?" Xuan Zhi's accent was placed on "you", as if in disdain.

"It seems to be true. Ling Blade said.

Hyun Chi wanted to say something, but he still didn't say anything, and he was silent.

"Tomorrow, I'll ruin you. ”