"What's going on? Senior brother can see clearly?"

"No, no, I'm busy here, senior brother......"

The abbot who was questioned had no idea what was going on. I only saw that a Buddha statue that seemed to have been born behind Mai Fan was both a little compassionate and a little angry.

After colliding with the fire foreman, the Buddha statue automatically collapsed.

But looking at the vague Buddha shadow, the face of this one doesn't look like a traditional Buddha statue.

Also, they obviously saw that Mai Fan was slapped by the fire foreman Tuo, as if he was sacrificing his life for righteousness, and he didn't intend to count life and death at all.

But now, the fire foreman on the opposite side fell inexplicably, and Mai Fan, who had withstood this attack, stood in the field as if he was nothing......

Probably Mai Fan also felt the atmosphere of the whole Shaolin, and the so-called people are too good......

Mai Fan spurted out a mouthful of blood, and under everyone's gaze, he also lay on the ground like a fire foreman.

This was not what he pretended, he was already in a state of serious injury and weakness.

He looks like an ordinary person on the outside, but if there is a master of medicine outside to take his pulse, he can immediately make a judgment that this child is seriously injured and needs to rest for a long time.

It's just that now, outsiders are also shocked when Mai Fan vomits blood like this.

The sweeping monk who was asked to take care of him walked into the field in a hurry, intending to probe Mai Fan's breath.

It wasn't that he didn't save him just now, and the sweeping monk didn't feel a threat from the fire foreman Tuo at all.

This threat is not directed at him, but at Maifan.

According to the sweeping monk's understanding of Mai Fan, this kid has no fear at all.

After Mai Fan received that slap alive, the sweeping monk only felt it from the aspect of vigorous qi and blood, and he didn't feel anything serious.

As for now, the sweeping monk wanted to come forward to check, but one of them was one step faster than him and rushed into the arena of the game.

Is it him?

The sweeper's footsteps slowed down, but he didn't stop.

Because before he made a move, what made him guard against was actually the pride of this wordless disciple.

What is wrong with this most outstanding junior in Shaolin, who is known as the Seven Wonderful Monks?

Just when the sweeping monk was thinking, Wuhua was already standing beside Mai Fan, squatting down, as if he was very worried about him, and helped Mai Fan up.

This action seemed to be flawless, but it made the pupils of the sweeping monk with subtle eyes shrink......

Mai Fan, who was lying on the ground, had a bitter mouth.

This no flower, it's really fucking insidious.

While he was holding Mai Fan, a silver needle popped out of his fingers, pricked Mai Fan's armpit, and quickly retracted it.

The small silver needle only lasted a few seconds, and a special state appeared on the top of Mai Fan's head: poisoning.

This toxicity is not low, under the blessing of this state, the number of negative words - 5-5-5 began to pop up on the top of Mai Fan's head, the number is not big, but it can't stand the continuity, and Mai Fan didn't have much blood left.

What should he do in such a situation?

McFan's eyes opened in a snap, and with a roar that bordered on pain, he uncovered the wolfless ambitions.

"Ahh

After saying that, he tilted his head and passed out.

But no one saw that when Mai Fan tilted his head, he already had a red medicine in his mouth.

This red medicine was awarded to him when he completed the first main quest, along with the wrapped equipment.

Mai Fan was originally going to use it when he was going to save his life.

Now it's used here.,Although it's a little distressing.,But then Wuhua doesn't know what to do.,It's always right to be cautious.。

Thanks to Mai Fan for swallowing this red medicine, because Wuhua poisoned Mai Fan, the toxicity is really strong.

The sweeping monk rushed over when Mai Fan yelled, he first separated the contact between Wuhua and Mai Fan, and then pressed Mai Fan's pulse with two fingers......

"Oh no! Someone's here! I'm poisoned!"

The sweeping monk roared like this, but he used his three-layer skill, and this skill was transmitted, which immediately attracted the attention of the abbot and others.

They looked at this inconspicuous old monk, and at the same time shouted to the monk in charge of healing in the Shaolin Temple: "Quick! ”

After all, he is not the Shaolin Temple's own monk, if there is really an accident, the Huichang Temple in Chang'an may not be a great martial arts temple.

But the distance between it and Chang'an and the relationship between Chang'an's magnates are not much closer than Shaolin.

There are not many martial arts sects that oppose the imperial court, but they usually don't end very well.

If the Shaolin Temple is not also communicating with the imperial court, it expresses the concept of escapism, I am afraid that they will not be able to exist safely in the boundary of Songshan.

Now, if it is for the sake of all enemies with Huichang Temple, it is really unnecessary.

Also, just now the sweeping monk said that Mai Fan was poisoned.

Several people who rushed over to treat Mai Fan looked at the place where Wuhua was.

The sweeping monk pointed at these juniors with his hand: "He has a needle in his hand, since there is poison, there must be an antidote." ”

"Take him down. ”

"This?" Several monks hesitated, because Wuhua was the best one in the Shaolin Temple.

Do you really want to attack Wuhua because of the words of a sweeping monk? Besides, even if they do, they are not necessarily each other's opponents together.

Just when these monks were stunned, the sweeping monk was impatient, he stuffed Fan into the arms of these monks and juniors, and took it himself.

"You, a junior, look pure and good, but in fact you are extremely vicious! Shaolin has produced so many scum over the years!"

This tone is full of sadness and sadness, as well as the grief that hatred is not made of steel.

The old face of the abbot who couldn't lead by example was red.

It's as if this scum started from him.

That is, everyone was in a trance, and they found that the sweeping monk actually took down the seven wonderful monks without flowers in only two moves?

Yes, it's still a light and powerless takedown.

Wuhua was pressed to the ground, cut his hands back, a silver needle between his fingers flashed with cold light, and the sweeping monk pinched the needle lightly and handed it to the monk who was still stunned.

"See? poison needle, and besides, he should have an antidote here. After saying this, the sweeping monk had already taken out a bottle and jar from Wuhua's arms and handed it to the monk.

"If you contrast these two with each other, you can also give Fan an antidote. ”

"Counting on you people to be out of play, let me ask the old man what is the reason for this flowerlessness, right?"