In the night, an ordinary car can appear anywhere, except for some strange cars that appear here, a few monks, a broken arm, and an old man who collapsed to the ground and gushed blood from his mouth and nose. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

If you turn him over, you can see five bloody holes in the spine of his back, as well as a broken vertebrae that have penetrated his back.

Su Wen silently looked at this sword immortal on the ground, this was the second time he had dealt with a sword immortal.

For the first time, he was caught off guard and slashed with a sword.

The second time was still caught off guard and broke an arm.

And this sword immortal also died here.

In the end, I don't even know who he is, whether it's the person from the Great Buddha Temple.

From beginning to end, only Su Wen said the sentence "Amitabha, the poor monk is impulsive." ”

After killing this person, Su Wen's heart gradually returned to calm.

A thought flashed through Su Wen's heart, at this time, he could still save this person with immortal grass.

But it just flashed in his mind, and he left it behind.

At this moment, he couldn't take a step back.

This person was killed for others to see.

Picking up his mood, Su Wen turned around and took a step, appeared beside Xinghui, took the arm he was holding in his hand, and the two mountain gods disappeared into the night.

I found a vacant lot, cleared out a place first, and then buried the seeds of the undead grass underneath, and dripped it with spiritual water, and the naked eye could see a young shoot gradually growing, and then changing color until it was dark purple.

After taking out the undead grass and shaking off the soil from the rhizome, he stuffed it into his mouth little by little, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it with great effort.

After that, Su Wen put the broken arm close to the wound, and at the same time calmed down, feeling the place where his arm was cut off little by little, making subtle adjustments, and after more than ten minutes, Su Wen felt that the wound began to be sore, numb, itchy and painful, like countless ants climbing and biting on it.

After running the bell jar, the pain sensation in the body will be reduced to a certain extent. But even so, the feeling at the wound now is unbearable for ordinary people.

Su Wen broke out in a cold sweat on his head, forcibly shielding all kinds of feelings from his mind, and all his thoughts were silently reciting the Heart Sutra.

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Dao Ji and Seng Man Xinghui disappeared into the night after Su Wen disappeared, so they returned to the car and waited.

Dao Ji sat directly back in the car, Seng Man was playing with the one-foot-long golden sword, and Xing Hui looked at the direction where Su Wen disappeared with some worry.

"Uncle Daoji, Uncle Seng Man, is the abbot okay?" Xinghui asked, not expecting the two to answer him, just wanting to ask, wanting to speak. After all, Su Wen's arm was cut off, which made him feel depressed. I was with me, but I didn't do anything, I couldn't help at all.

At the same time, I was worried about what Su Wen was doing with the broken arm.

After about forty or fifty minutes, Su Wen's figure suddenly appeared next to the car.

"Abbot!" Xinghui saw the figure beside him just shouted, and suddenly stared at the position of Su Wen's left arm.

The arm that had just been cut off was actually connected to the body at this time.

If it weren't for the fact that the sleeve of his left arm was completely gone, and there were blood stains on it, he would have thought that what he had just seen was an illusion.

Su Wen's face was pale, and his upper body was wet with sweat and was slightly cool after being blown by the night breeze.

"Get in the car and let's go. Su Wen said to Seng Man and Xinghui, and after speaking, he sat back in the co-pilot's seat and thanked Daoji: "Thank you Senior Brother Daoji for your help." ”

Su Wen knew in his heart that he could kill this sword immortal, thanks to Dao Ji who stopped the flying sword and didn't let him come back.

Sword Immortal, Sword Immortal, as you can see from the name, ninety percent of his ability is on the sword.

If the flying sword can protect himself, it may be difficult to kill him.

During this time, the left arm also moved slightly, which seemed to be a little uncomfortable, but it was able to move.

Su Wen's movement of his left arm made Xinghui's mind at a loss, was what he saw just now an illusion or what he saw now?

At this time, the driver looked at Su Wen with a ghost-like look.

From the previous flying sword slashing Su Wen's arm, to Su Wen sticking to the man's back like a ghost, his mouth has never been closed, and what he sees today is even more exaggerated than watching a movie.

And Su Wen reappeared after disappearing, and the broken arm was also recovered.

This made his worldview begin to crumble.

It wasn't until Su Wen and the others got into the car that he still couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, and it wasn't until Su Wen reminded him that he suddenly realized that he drove the car and almost crashed off the side of the road before he drove a hundred meters.

The sweaty driver drove the car back on the road, trying to forget everything he had just seen, thinking nothing in his head and just concentrating on driving.

The car drove far away, and a car came to the scene, stopped next to the corpse, and then drove slowly.

After another ten minutes, another car stopped next to the corpse, and two people came down to carefully examine the corpse and take pictures before putting the corpse into a bag and putting it in the car.

When the car left, there were only two blood stains left at the scene.

While Su Wen and the others were traveling in the car, three Taoist priests watched in the dark on the side of the road as the vehicle appeared in the field of vision, and then disappeared in the field of vision.

"Let them go?" one of them whispered.

"Li Jiazi is dead...... the other said softly.

"Li Jiazi is too arrogant, if he acts with the three of us, he will not fall to the point of death. The last man said.

"Let them go?" the first man asked again.

"It's all gone...... second man whispered.

"It's not worth it, it's not worth it! We're here to practice, not to work hard!" said the third person.

All three were emaciated, with bulging cheekbones, goatees, robes, and buns on their heads.

The most surprising thing is that the three of them are exactly the same, whether they look or dress or move.

"Li Jiazi died in vain?" the first person finally asked.

"It's up to ......them to die in vain," the second man whispered.

"It has nothing to do with us, it was originally planned that four people would shoot together, but Li Jiazi thought too highly of himself and disdained to be with us, but he didn't expect to kick it on the iron plate, and he couldn't complain. He was lucky enough to live to this day before falling. ”

Su Wen and the others naturally didn't know that there was such a thing inside, and now they just killed one Li Jiazi and let the other three take the initiative to retreat, which is also a good thing.

In the distance, a series of buildings are undulating, and I see that this one building seems to be on both sides of the field of vision, and I don't know how big the scope is.

The tall walls that stretch from the tall palace gate in the center to both sides are full of lights, and from a distance it is brightly lit.

This is the center of the country.

The residence of the royal family.

It is also the office of the Cabinet.