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The monks guarding the pagoda did not question him about it, after all, even the place belonged to his family, and no one could say anything even if he brought fifty or sixty big men up.

Except for the sentence "Amitabha, sins and sins" or "Amitabha, good and good", none of the monks made a third statement along the way.

The three of them climbed all the way to the eleventh floor, where the two scholars stopped, and only Zhang Wuxu went up to the twelfth floor.

"Lady~Lady~!Xianggong has come to see you~"

Towards the opening at the end of the stairs that belonged to the thirteenth floor, he shouted loudly, and his voice was as low as he could.

"Get out!"

The answer in the previous layer came very punctually and briefly, fully indicating Zhang Wuxu's embarrassing position in the eyes of the other party, but Zhang Wuxu, who got such a response, did not have any embarrassment, and even laughed.

"It's really lovely, lady, I brought your wedding dress for my husband this time, and I want you to try it on, hehe. ”

Zhang Wuxu had nothing in his hands at all, but he clapped his hands, and the two scholars who had stayed on the eleventh floor climbed up one after the other, one took out several candles from his arms, and the other took out the fire fold and three masks from his arms.

Zhang Wuxu and the scholars each put on their masks, and then the scholars lit the candles on the stairs leading to the thirteenth floor.

"Hey, hey, hey. ”

The flames flickered, and the green smoke rose from the candles, ethereal with demons.

These three men came up to this tower to light candles?

Do I need to cover my face to light a candle?

There must be a great secret ♂ ♀ in this.

About half a pillar of incense, two strange noises suddenly came from the thirteenth floor:

"Bang!"

The first sound was the sound of an iron object falling on a stone tile, and the second was the sound of a young woman, Myoman's body, falling to the ground.

"That's it!"

Zhang Wuxu applauded for a while—or rather, geared up.

"Smack!"

Extinguishing the candle flames, leaving two scholars to clean up the mess, Zhang Wuxu hurriedly climbed to the thirteenth floor.

The thirteenth floor was pitch black, Zhang Wuxu took out the fire fold and shook it, the smoke emitted by the candle still filled the space, and he didn't dare to take off the mask.

The firelight illuminated the situation on the thirteenth floor, and Zhang Wuxu saw the dagger that fell to the ground and the woman with a haggard face and a sleepy face.

As for anything else, Zhang Wuxu didn't see anything.

"Lady~~ It won't be long before you will be my person~ When the time comes~ Hey, hey, hey......"

Because he was wearing a mask, no one knew what kind of scenery Zhang Wuxu had on his face when he said this, but no matter how he thought about it, it would not be a good scenery.

He squatted beside Fu Yuechi with a fire fold, Fu Yuechi was already a beauty, and after exhaustion, her face was even more poignant with a kind of poignant beauty, although Zhang Wuxu read hundreds of women, but this poignancy was only a few of the few he had seen.

He crouched down not only to admire the beauty up close, but also to raise the whip ♂ in his crotch uncontrollably.

"Knock knock. ”

He had rarely had a heart pounding before doing something, but at this night, at this moment, at this scene, he felt his blood begin to heat up and boil.

His breathing began to rapid, and although the air around him was still full of incense, he couldn't help it anymore.

He stretched out his hand and gestured to untie Fu Yuechi's clothes.

But he was destined to not do it.

"Phew!"

Just when Zhang Wuxu's hand was about to touch Fu Yuechi's coat belt, a muffled sound sounded from the back of his head and his head at the same time, and he fell down without even making a sound.

"The praying mantis catches ♂ the cicada ♀, and the yellow finch ♂ is behind ♂. ”

The last word that flashed out of his mind before he fell down was still so connotative, and subconsciously, the posture he chose to fall to the ground was mixed with the action of protecting the chrysanthemum with one hand.

Was his thinking ahead of his time, or were certain postures simply timeless?

Mo Xie was not interested in understanding these things, and he was not behind Zhang Wuxu's back at all.

Because he was crouching at the top of the tower.

"Next, it's time to direct a good show. ”

The night perfectly concealed Mo Ye's movements, he climbed into the twelfth floor, knocked the two scholars unconscious with his telekinesis long before he entered, and he had already held the two of them before the scholars fell to the ground to make a movement, and then, straight up to the thirteenth floor.

"Whew!"

Dispelling the incense all over the room, he easily peeled a young master and two scholars to a strip, and put these three people in the wonderful posture of 'human centipedes in the lower body', and at the same time took the dagger on the ground with his telekinesis and bleed Zhang Wuxu's daisy.

"Well, that's good. ”

Mo Xie commented on this scene, but just when he had already carried Fu Yuechi and was about to leave, he seemed to have thought of something.

"No, that's not right. ”

He separated the three of them again, and then repeated the hands and feet that he had done on Zhang Wuxu on the two scholars.

Mo Ye was heavily handed when he knocked the three of them unconscious, not to mention the chrysanthemum surgery, even if he removed his arm, it was estimated that they would not wake up.

"That's right. ”

Mo Ye did not connect these three people again, but made a more elaborate arrangement:

He threw Zhang Wuxu on the ground and made him eat dust face down, he hung the upper body of one of the two scholars face down on the shrine, and he threw the other of the two scholars on Zhang Wuxu's body.

Finally, before leaving, Mo Xie lit a candle on the ground, and dripped some candle oil on Zhang Wuxu and the scholar who was pressing on him.

The picture has become much more beautiful, and this aesthetic ♂ atmosphere is enough to make any layman who can't even draw eggs feel shocked, ashamed, and immediately find a crack in the ground to drill down so as not to tarnish this divine ♂ picture with his existence.

Mo Ye's cultivation was not enough to shrink himself to burrow into the cracks in the ground, so he chose to jump from the thirteen-story tower, commonly known as: choose a dog leash.

However, Mo Xie can die, but the girl he is carrying on his shoulder can't die, so he floated up before he fell a few centimeters.

Ascending to the Nine Heavens, leaving behind the ancient and not thinking of returning.

After the incident, the clothes are gone, and the merit and fame are hidden.

Good poetry, good poetry.

On the top floor of the pagoda, the candlelight is flickering, and the green smoke is ethereal, and it is estimated that the three masters and servants can sleep until tomorrow. Mo Ye could only predict this, as for how many of these three people could survive the day after tomorrow, and what kind of mood they would be in to live after the day, Mo Ye had no way to predict.

This became a puzzle when he saw Zhang Wuxu's self-posing pose.

"Alas, it's obviously a real chivalrous battle, why do I have a feeling of nausea after swallowing flies?"

Mo Xie flew out of the city, and after holding back a sentence for a long time, he finally said it.

But he didn't vomit from the feeling of nausea, because he saw a mass grave.

Buying and selling is coming.

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