Lord Belle smiled bitterly and walked out.

"You're you again?" Unintentionally recognized him. "Dustless was killed by you?"

"How do you know I killed her? Just the smell of blood in this house? Lord Belle raised his eyebrows.

"The smell of blood? What I smelled was not blood, but a strong dead air. Wuxin shook his head. It's still the death of two people. ”

"I'm convinced!" Lord Belle is completely speechless, he can smell the damn dead air, what else can he say? Let's offer it directly on the knee.

"A dead thing, he dares to openly break into the temple and kill people, I won't accept you, and the sky won't allow you!" The murderous intent in Wuxin's eyes suddenly appeared, and the dagger in his sleeve suddenly stabbed out.

The speed is so fast that Lord Belle can't dodge it a little-

Yang Dong visited the entire temple under the leadership of his little slave maid, and I have to say that this temple looks small, but in fact the scale is not small.

Although Wuchen is sorry for the three words of the monk, she has used the funds from her business to expand the temple well, and at this scale, how many times will the girl spread her legs.

When I came back, I suddenly heard the movement here, followed the sound, and gradually heard the sound of talking.

"It's too much of a deception, don't think I dare not do it."

"Don't think I really can't beat you!"

"Okay, I just can't beat you, you can't bully people like this, you're either a nun, or a beast!"

"Old nun, don't hit me!" ――

"I'm your son's friend, can you look at this level of relationship, don't slap your face!"

"Don't give any face? It's too much of a bully! ”――

This voice, isn't that the voice of Lord Belle? Yang Dong walked to the door and saw that Lord Belle had been beaten by his own mother, and he was covered in injuries.

As soon as he saw Yang Dong coming, Lord Baylor swooped and hid behind Yang Dong and pushed Yang Dong, "Say hello to your mother, don't fight, it's too much to fight again!" ”

Kill Lord Belle, Yang Dong is happy to hear it.

This Belle Lord followed his own motives, Yang Dong still hasn't really figured it out, and he is so powerful.

That's a ticking time bomb.

If you can get rid of it, why not?

But killing Hui Ling, Yang Dong has an opinion, it is his own little slave.

As soon as his mother made a move, Yang Dong stopped in front of Hui Ling.

The mother went into an inadvertent arrest and looked at her son, "What do you mean by doing this?" ”

"Shouldn't you have asked me how I got out first?" Yang Dong said lightly.

"No need to know, because you'll still be in!" Mother Wuxin said very domineeringly.

"You don't need to know what I mean by doing this!" Yang Dong smiled slightly.

The thought of wanting to kill Hui Ling in Wuxin's eyes was even worse, this was her son, and she would never allow Wuchen's disciple to be by her son's side.

Yang Dong could feel her strong murderous aura, and didn't say anything more, but looked at the scarred Lord Belle, "Can you do it?" ”

Lord Belle was stunned, "What do you mean?" Still going to fight? Is this your mother? Isn't there a harmonious way to chat and drink tea? Talking about the scriptures? ”

Yang Dong shook his head.

Lord Belle was forced to do so, looking unintentional, "My son is so disobedient, do you need me to help you teach your son a lesson?" ”

Unintentionally, he didn't pay attention to him at all.

Lord Belle shrunk his neck and looked at Yang Dong, "Needless to say, I won't betray you." ”

Won't betray? Oh yes, you just betrayed, right? It's just that Yang Dong's wife didn't give you a chance.

It's a fucking shame.

Yang Dong and Belle Ye joined forces. In terms of numbers, double the suppression.

But in terms of combat effectiveness, it is a bit stumbling, and the two of them join forces, but it is still out of reach.

After a while, the two of them were unintentionally put down countless times.

Lord Belle wanted to cry, he added a lot of injuries, and looked at Yang Dong again, although he was also embarrassed, but after all, he was a son, and he didn't have the slightest heavy hand at all.

"I'll call you Mom, can you be gentle with me?" Lord Belle looked bitterly at Wuxin.

Wuxin still ignored him.

Lord Belle could only answer his own words, "In these years, his own son is still worth it!" ”

"Less nonsense, get up, and get on!" Yang Dong said angrily.

Lord Belle turned his head and faced Yang Dong with a bitter face, "I'll call you Dad, let's not fight, okay?" ”

Unintentionally angry with Yang Dong at the same time, call her mother? Call Yang Dong's father?

Look for a fight.

Unintentionally beaten, that is, for inhumanity, but Yang Dong only symbolically kicked two feet, taking advantage of the unintentional anger, with Hui Ling to slip away.

It's definitely that you can't beat it, and the gap is obvious and it's a bit of a bully.

If you can't beat it, you have to run.

Yang Dong and Hui Ling hid in a meditation room in the temple, but surprisingly, Wuxin did not chase after them.

It stands to reason that with her skills, Yang Dong and the others have no possibility of escaping at all.

"Master, is Uncle Wuxin your mother?" Hui Ling's eyes widened and she looked at Yang Dong.

Yang Dong nodded, "Don't call the master in the future." ”

Hui Ling shook her head firmly, "No, I have to call the master." ”

Yang Dong looked at Huiling's appearance, and was also a little helpless, this was what Lord Belle brainwashed her and taught her, Lord Belle, a remnant of the Manchu Dynasty, still had the difference between the dignity and inferiority of feudal society in his mind.

"Master, Uncle Wuxin is my master's enemy, is it Uncle Wuxin who killed my master?" Hui Ling looked at Yang Dong blankly.

Yang Dong was stunned for a moment and shook his head, "No." ”

Hui Ling lowered her head, she was still thinking about who killed her master.

In the house, it was peaceful, and the master and slave servant.

But the outside of the house is very uneven.

A few athletic people who make people doubt the limits of humanity besiege Wuxin.

Surrounded by these people, Wuxin's figure is slightly thin and petite, but his momentum is very strong.

"Master Wuxin, leave a line in front of people, and see each other in the future, why rush to kill them all!" Lord Baylor looked at Master Wuxin angrily.

"Amitabha, life and death are determined by heaven, and the six reincarnations have their own clues. The poor nun is just sending you where you need to go! Wuxin whispered.

"Lord Belle, don't talk nonsense. There are so many of us, are we still afraid of her as a woman? The other was scrawny, like a man who had emptied his body from taking drugs, and roared hideously.

The others also looked fierce, "Hmph, this girl doesn't give us a way to live, how many of us have been killed over the years?" Now that she has fallen into our hands, it is her time to die. ”

"You can't beat her alone, but there are so many of us, so we can only let us slaughter!"

These people are violent, as if they want to devour their unintentionality alive.

Typically, a group of people singled out a person, or a group of big men singled out a woman.

In the dark, Yang Dong hid in the corner, watching this scene, he was also aware of the movement just now and appeared here.

He was a little worried about his mother, and judging by the numbers, there was no chance of winning.

And these people, none of them seem to be ordinary people, once they join forces, their mother can't beat them, that's reasonable.

Yang Dong was still thinking, if his mother was defeated, he would immediately take action, this was his mother after all.

Although his strength is in front of these people, that is, to give away the head, but after all, his mother is in danger.

At this time, these people had already swarmed up, murderous, and imposing.

Heartless stood still with his hands folded.

Suddenly, hands were pushed out.

These vicious people who wanted to eat Wuxin alive were beaten away by Wuxin one after another.

This combat power is completely disproportionate to the momentum.

"I'll go, how powerful this is!" Yang Dong was shocked at how powerful his mother was.

It's so easy to settle these individuals.

The men were sent flying, and then they attacked again, and they were sent out again.

Again and again, it was like a moth rushing up to beg for a fight.

Yang Dong had never seen such a lifeless white face to beg for a beating in his life.

After a long time, Yang Dong finally found out the problem, these people went up one after another to beg for beating, but their bodies seemed to be very durable.

Many times, Yang Dong could see that he was seriously injured, but these people were like a nobody.

The body of a martial artist is strong and durable, but it will never be so durable.

Yang Dong is a person who practices martial arts, and he knows this. A person who practices martial arts is still a human after all.

But are these still people?

The mother's unintentional physical strength, under the consumption of these people, finally ran out, and the situation began to slowly reverse and fall into disadvantage.

Yang Dong couldn't bear it, he was ready to make a move.

But at the moment when Yang Dong was about to make a move, a burly figure suddenly appeared beside his mother.

It was his father, Yang Jinzong.

Yang Jinzong was shocked, and his majestic aura was dispersed.

His aura was even more powerful than Yang Dong's impression.

The parents teamed up to repel Lord Bellor's group.

Yang Dong breathed a sigh of relief, and left after him, with the strength of his parents, if he walked a little slower, he would definitely be detected.

Yang Dong returned to the room, and Hui Ling sat on the futon, not chanting, but holding a small mirror to love beauty.

Her master is dustless, and naturally she cannot be expected to become a real monk.

Yang Dong is not in the mood to care about anything else now, he just wants to find out what kind of people they are, or rather, whether they are people or not.

Although the materialist Yang Dong does not believe in any ghosts and gods, he has not seen them.

The only thing he believes in is himself.

What kind of God and Buddha, in Yang Dong's eyes, it is just a group of poor people who are unable to control their own destiny, and they find a spiritual sustenance.

But now, Yang Dong's materialist outlook is a little shaken.

He was desperate to find a reason for all this.

But there is one thing that cannot be explained, and that is the age of Lord Belle.

Technology can create supernatural things, but the current level of technology for the continuation of life is far from the level expected.

If there is technology in this area, those local tyrants in the world will desperately throw money to promote the birth of this technology.

Unfortunately, not yet.

Yang Dong was very worried that his cognitive worldview had collapsed like this.

Collapse? When this thought flashed through his mind, Yang Dong suddenly sounded the words of the senior in the casino, and collapsed.

Could it be?

This book is derived from reading the rim