"This Yin Yang Element Sutra is really perverted, as long as you have such a suitable physique, improving your cultivation is no different from opening up. ”

Chu Lingyun sighed with emotion, and at the same time, he was also glad that he had taken Ye Liuyun down in time.

Otherwise, after a long time, the more Yin Qi Ye Liuyun inhales, the higher his strength will be.

A crazy guy like this is simply insatiable, and it's hard to imagine how far he can grow under such crazy sucking.

Once he really grows up, if you want to take him down again, it won't be a simple matter.

However, God finally opened his eyes, although Ye Liuyun had killed many women, he had not encountered any good physique.

Otherwise, his original cultivation would have been more than that, and it is estimated that he would have entered the extreme realm and become a Tianjiao-like existence.

Without thinking much about it, Chu Lingyun took a deep breath, gathered his mind slightly, and began to close his eyes and breathe.

Although the injured muscles and veins have been repaired a lot, the qi in the inner body is still very messy, and it needs to be properly breathed to set things right.

And the twin sisters Shinohara Chiyuki and Shinohara's Chiphanta on the bed had a serious loss of qi and blood because they had previously sucked a lot of their blood.

Coupled with the fact that they were destroyed by Chu Lingyun for two hours, and they were absorbed a large amount of Yin Qi, at this moment, as if they had been drained of their strength, they both collapsed on the bed, and it was difficult to even move their fingers.

The two of them didn't bother to get up and clean up themselves, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

After a long time, Chu Lingyun woke up from his meditation.

Feeling his blood full and his strength surging, he couldn't help but grin.

Glancing sideways at the two sisters on the bed, Chu Lingyun covered them with a cold quilt and turned around and went to another room.

When he finished washing, a wave of exhaustion came over him, and he fell asleep as soon as he fell into bed.

In a meditation room in Guanghua Temple.

The gray-robed old monk looked at Yan Zheng's miserable corpse with an iron face, as if a fierce beast was about to explode in his chest.

When he left Shaolin, Yongji, the head of the Discipline Academy, told him that he must protect Yanzheng well, and he would never let him have an accident.

But now, Yanzheng is actually dead!

How can he explain to the head of Yongji Yuan after he goes back?!

I can't explain it at all!

At this moment, the gray-robed old monk had the heart to kill.

He couldn't help but roar angrily: "Who is it, who dares to kill Yanzheng?"

Glancing at the gray-robed old monk who was like an angry King Kong, Nangong Wushi suddenly raised his eyebrows, and said lightly:

"Old bald donkey, what are you yelling, I haven't even settled the account before you have already done it! Yan Zheng and Feng Qianqi attacked and killed Brother Chu, you must give me and Brother Chu an explanation, otherwise this matter is not over. ”

The gray-robed old monk raised his eyebrows, and under the wide monk's robe, his fists were clenched and gurgling, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Chu Lingyun, did he kill Yanzheng?"

Nangong Wushi's face suddenly sank, and he looked at him with cold eyes and said, "What? Do you still want to make a move on Brother Chu?! If that's the case, the old man doesn't mind fighting you." ”

In the face of Nangong Wushi's toughness, the gray-robed old monk's face twitched a few times.

There's no way, you can't beat it, but you can't admit it because of this, right?

He snorted coldly: "Hmph, Nangong Wushi, don't think that you can protect Chu Lingyun, Yanzheng's death our Shaolin will never be so kind." When the time comes, the anger of our Shaolin is not something that you can resist as a mere Nangong family, I hope you don't make mistakes. ”

"Hehe!" Nangong Wushi laughed angrily, "Self-mistake? I'm afraid it's you Shaolin, right? At that time, I also want to see what kind of scene it will be if I let fellow martial artists know that your Shaolin genius and Feng Qianqi, the devil, are colluding together." ”

The gray-robed old monk was obviously stimulated by the fierce stimulus, and roared angrily: "Ridiculous, really ridiculous! Is it true that you said that Yanzheng colluded with Feng Qianqi? If you don't have evidence, it's best not to talk nonsense, don't make trouble for your Nangong family." ”

Nangong Wushi was stunned by him like this, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Previously, he was extremely angry in his heart about Yan Zheng and Feng Qianqi teaming up to kill Chu Lingyun, and he really didn't think about it.

Now not only Feng Qianqi is dead, but even all the people in the manor are dead, and now there is no evidence to prove that Yanzheng and Feng Qianqi have teamed up.

Moreover, there was a bit of the most critical place that he almost overlooked.

Feng Qianqi finally died in the hands of Yanzheng!

If one is not careful, but is bitten by the other party, then Chu Lingyun will really be in trouble.

Thinking of this, he opened his mouth and said: "Hmph, old bald donkey, don't think I don't know what you think, whether Yanzheng has joined forces with Feng Qianqi or not, you know it yourself." I just want to tell you, if you want to clear up the relationship, it's impossible, you can think about what to give to my brother Chu! Let's go!"

After that, Nangong Wushi waved his hand, turned around and quickly left the meditation room with Nangong Jingyang and the others.

Looking at the back of Nangong Wushi's group of people leaving in a hurry, the face of the gray-robed old monk became more and more ugly.

He pulled his fists tightly together, trembled slightly, and said word by word:

"Chu Lingyun, you killed my Shaolin disciple, and you still want to confess, it's just too much of a deception, too much of a deception. This matter will not end so easily, you must pay for it with your life, and I am ashamed of Shaolin. ”

Thinking of this, the gray-robed old monk rushed outside and said, "Come on, pack up Yanzheng's body and send it to Shaolin overnight." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw several monks quickly walk in and carry Yanzheng's body out.

In the car, Nangong Jingyang turned his head and said to Nangong Wushi, who was sitting behind:

"Dad, it seems that this matter is not very easy to handle! Now all the people in the manor are dead, and judging from the wounds of Feng Qianqi's death, it was at the hands of Yanzheng. ”

"If Shaolin bites Mr. Chu because of this, saying that Mr. Chu colluded with Feng Qianqi, even if Shangguan Youyou testifies, it is estimated that it will be useless!"

Nangong Wushi frowned and thought about it, then shook his head lightly, and said calmly:

"It's okay, we don't have evidence, do they have it too? Feng Qianqi was indeed killed by Yanzheng, but with Yanzheng's cultivation, a few people believed that he could kill him. This is a confused account, if it really doesn't work, let's just have a war of words, anyway, we don't have to be afraid of Shaolin. ”

Nangong Jingyang thought about it, and this was indeed the case, so he nodded lightly and asked again, "Then what should we do next?"