This month's rhythm is very tense, the work is very busy, and there are all kinds of matters to prepare for the wedding, keep a change for the time being, choose the opportunity to break out, brothers and sisters, forgive me!

Durga looked up at Li Yun with a smile and said, "I'll give you another minute to think about it." ”

Li Yundao looked at Lotte with a complicated expression, and although he couldn't hear what they were saying, he could also see from his expression and movements that Mei Zhuoxi beside him was constantly encouraging and spurring him. For some reason, this moment made Li Yundao suddenly feel a little moved, the fat man's lazy life really needs a red face like Mei Zhuoxi, and it is precisely because of this red face that the fat man who gritted his teeth still insisted on climbing even if his legs trembled.

In this life, it is important to have a goal, but in the long process, it seems to be a very happy and proud thing to have someone by your side day and night.

"Thirty seconds to go. Durga closed her eyes slightly, letting the mountain breeze and mist linger in her curly hair.

After climbing more than ten mountain steps, he held his knees and planned to steal a lazy fat man, who was forced to go up dozens of steps in one breath by Mei Zhuoxi's resentful eyes, and finally when Mei Zhuoxi offered to let him take a break, he wiped the sweat on his forehead, and looked at Li Yundao, who was more than hundreds of steps away in the distance, suspiciously: "What is he doing? That woman seems to be an Indian! Beast, he doesn't even let go of international friends......

Mei Zhuoxi also glanced at the woman in white and fluttering, and was vigilant in her heart, but after all, the existence of the Lord God of India was too far away from her world, and she couldn't imagine that someone would use her and Lotte's lives to blackmail the young man with a pair of peach blossom eyes because of a war treasure that she had never heard of.

"Five, four, three......" Durga began the countdown with an unskilful Chinese.

When the heavens and humans were fighting in Li Yundao's heart, the white-clothed fluttering figure had already jumped down more than a hundred steps again.

The fat man also rubbed his eyes again: "Xixi, I'm not mistaken, she...... She had just jumped a few times and ......"

After all, Mei Zhuoxi had practiced martial arts, and faintly felt the unfriendly aura transmitted by the woman in white, and quietly took a step forward, blocking the front of the fat man.

But the woman in white was menacing, and as soon as she took a step, the wisps of white had already arrived in front of her.

She only stretched out one palm and imprinted it on Mei Zhuoxi's face.

Mei Zhuoxi wanted to hide, but at this moment, for some reason, she felt that she couldn't dodge this seemingly understated palm no matter what.

"Stop!" Li Yundao on the half-mountain road shouted.

The sharp palm gesture was slight, and the slender fingers swept across Mei Zhuoxi's cheeks, as soft as a ten-mile spring breeze at the foot of the mountain.

Durga looked back, looked up at the man in the middle of the mountain with eyes like stars in the night sky, and smiled like a flower: "Figured it out?"

Li Yundao walked down the mountain step by step, and the white-clothed goddess of revenge was not in a hurry, just stood there quietly waiting for him to come down.

The fat man was a little puzzled and wanted to speak, but was stopped by Mei Zhuoxi's eyes.

It is easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down, Li Yundao's movements seem to be practicing this sentence, and he even walks very clumsily, which is in stark contrast to the fluttering immortal who took a few leaps from the woman in white just now.

When he walked slowly and leisurely halfway up the mountain road, an old nun with a rickety body and a hobbling step appeared on the mountain road at some point, slowly approaching Mei Zhuoxi and Le Fatzi.

Emei is the dojo of Fuxian Bodhisattva, there are no less than 50 large and small temples on the mountain, and the monks and nuns appear on this mountain road, but it is also the most normal scene.

But for some reason, Durga's eyes as he looked at the toddler nun were full of unprecedented vigilance.

Sure enough, when the old nun walked to the fifth or sixth step away from them, he smiled slightly, and said with a Buddha name: "I don't know which main god under the Brahma seat of the Kingdom of God came?"

A look of surprise flashed from Durga's face, this oriental Gu Ming, who has been inherited for five thousand years, is indeed Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and when he comes to a scenic spot, he also hides this kind of master who can see his origin at a glance. The reason why she thinks she is a master is because her sari has always moved with the mountain wind, and this old nun in plain clothes, although she is faltering, the cloth on her body has never fluttered with the mountain wind.

Without waiting for Durga to speak, Li Yundao said, "She is the goddess of revenge, Durga. ”

Lao Nun called a Buddha: "This generation of Durga is more amazing and moving than the previous generation, but I don't know if the kung fu under his hands is still as common as the previous generation." ”

Le Fatzi and Mei Zhuoxi both looked back at the old nun in surprise, especially Mei Zhuoxi, from the conversation just now, she seemed to know something again.

"Oh, you've actually seen the previous generation of Durga. The goddess of revenge in white smiled indifferently, an old man who was about to die, she didn't take it seriously.

"Well, I have seen it, but it was a long time ago, at that time Huaxia was still very chaotic, so some people wanted to take advantage of the fire to rob, I asked her for three fingers, and she went back to your Western Elysium. Old Ni smiled.

Durga's face finally changed slightly: "You are ......"

The old nun chuckled and shook his head, "It's not been for a long time." There are talents in the country, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, some things, sooner or later are to be handed over to young people to do, when they are old, they should chant the scriptures and worship the Buddha, and take care of the old age. Her eyes fell on Lotte's body, but for some reason she was in a trance.

And at this moment, the white clothes suddenly burst out, and out of thin air, three palms, directly took three key points on the old nun's body.

"Be careful!" Li Yundao and Mei Zhuoxi exclaimed almost at the same time.

The old nun didn't move, letting the palm attack her, but when the palm was about to touch her monk's robe, a yellowish and thin hand suddenly stretched out from the robe, turned slightly around the palm wrist, and then gently dissolved the thunderous blow of Wanjun.

Li Yundao's eyes lit up, this old nun was actually the real Tai Chi essence that he had seen in ancient books. Nowadays, most of the Tai Chi circulating in the folk is only formless and meaningless, and the greatest use of Tai Chi itself is actual combat, but the people who practice it do not have the method of breathing and breathing, so they often have to have no meaning in its form. The old nun's fluttering four-two pulls out the daughter just now, and defused Durga's violent sneak attack with soft power, and the subtlety of the action is unparalleled in the world.

Durga stumbled and almost fell to the cliff beside the mountain road, but it was not easy to stabilize his body, but he hurriedly distanced himself from the old nun. The contest between masters is often such a trick to know the high and low, Durga knows very well that even if the previous generation of Durga is resurrected, he may not be the opponent of the old nun in front of him, let alone himself. When the goddess of revenge fell in the previous generation, she had seen it, and the old man who was also known as a myth in Indian folk never forgot two words before he died.

Bi Fang.

The old nun looked at Durga and chuckled: "China is vast, and there are many hermits, has your Brahma never told you that this land is not something you can set foot on casually? Go back, go back and tell your Brahma, if you don't say hello next time and set foot on the territory of China, don't blame us, old men and old ladies, ignore the agreement of the year, and personally send the plaque of 'Although Far Away, You Will Be Punished' to your top of the light!"

At the mention of "Bright Peak", a fine light shot out of Durga's eyes, and then it turned to deep fear, she unwillingly glanced at Li Yundao on the mountain road, just one step away from being able to get the coordinates by herself.

However, things in this world are sometimes like this, and the slightest mistake is wrong.

The old nun followed her gaze and looked at Li Yundao, first slightly surprised, then sighed lightly, and then his eyes fell on Na Durga's body: "It's not your thing, why bother to ask for it?" Fortunately, if you meet his descendants today, if you meet that little fox, you don't know how many rounds you have died." ”

Durga tilted her head, she couldn't understand what the old nun said, she didn't understand the little fox at all, but she knew that she wouldn't be able to get what she wanted today anyway, let alone let this peach-eyed young man accompany her on a trip to the Pacific Ocean.

"Go back to your territory and tell your companions that the dragon has taken flight, and if you dare to do it again, be careful to repeat the mistakes of the past. In the midst of China, there has never been a shortage of old bones like the old body. ”、

Durga snorted softly and was about to leave, but unexpectedly another figure appeared on the mountain path that she least wanted to see at this time.

It was a muscular young man, not yet summer, and he wore only a tight-fitting vest with strong, explosive muscles that held it up to its belly. But the most striking thing is the colorful tattoo on his chest: dragon head, antlers, lion eyes, tiger back, bear waist, snake scales.

The name is Kirin.

Lao Ni's eyes also glanced over the tattoo on his chest, and a trace of excitement flashed in his clear eyes, but in the end it all returned to the calm of the heart lake.

The time that belonged to them has passed, and now, it is the world of young people.

The young man took two or three steps to reach in front of Nadurga, stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please.

Durga snorted coldly, she knew that this time, she was going to leave this land completely.

She still reluctantly turned her head to look at Li Yundao, it was like a human-shaped treasure standing there, but unfortunately she could only watch it from a distance, but she couldn't reach it.

The young man with the unicorn tattoo on his chest bowed to the old nun, and waved his hand at Li Yundao: "I'm sorry, I was accidentally run away by her at Shuangliu Airport, and when I see her off, I'll come back to you when I'm free!"

Li Yundao was stunned, although he didn't know what this young man with a unicorn tattoo on his chest was going to do, but he still said calmly: "Okay!"

Halfway up the mountain road, the young man turned around again and grinned, "My name is Bu Qilin!"

Fanwai "The Legend of the Bow and Horn" will be officially launched on the author's WeChat public platform today, "The Biography of Tao Yao" will also be launched in the near future, and "The Biography of Huiyou" has been updated to Chapter 41.