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When Xiao Wei ran to the official road outside Beicheng, Jing Mo and his party had already walked away, looking at the calm appearance of his princess who was not red and out of breath, Xiao Wei began to doubt himself, his light skills were so bad?

Yu Xiaoxiao looked at Xiao Wei's sweaty appearance, took out a green bamboo tube from his cuff, handed it to Xiao Wei and said, "Drink." ”

Xiao Wei opened the plug, didn't look at what was inside, opened his mouth and took a sip, only to find that there was still some warm lotus root powder.

Yu Xiaoxin: "I bought it on the road, it's delicious, right?" ”

Xiao Wei suddenly became even more congested, he had already run away with his life, and his princess was buying food on the side of the road, and she was even half a day earlier than him?

It was impossible for Yu Xiaoxiao to understand Xiao Wei's mood at the moment, Her Royal Highness the Princess looked at the direction in which Jing Mo and his party disappeared and sighed, and said, "Xiao Liu is gone." ”

Xiao Wei swallowed the lotus root powder in his mouth and said, "The princess is reluctant to the Sixth Highness? ”

"Boys can't be kept at home as flowers," Yu Xiaoxiao turned around and began to walk towards Fengjing City, this time Yu Linglong was in charge of her, and her younger brothers must all grow into dignified men.

Xiaowei tasted the faint sweetness of the lotus root powder in his mouth, opened his mouth and took another sip, and suddenly found that the things that this woman and children only like to eat tasted very good.

Yu Xiaoxiao didn't take a few steps to the gate of Fengjing, and saw a group of passers-by who saw her from a distance and took a detour, Yu Xiaoxiao squinted her eyes, and her body shook to the front of this person.

Xiao Wei still had a mouthful of lotus root powder in his mouth at this time, and he didn't react at all.

When these dozen or so passers-by saw Yu Xiaoxiao, some of them looked calm, some of them were nervous, and they all looked at Yu Xiaoxiao and didn't speak.

Xiao Wei ran to Yu Xiaoxiao's side, looked at the group, and said, "Merchant? Xiao Wei looked at the dress of this group, he was a businessman, Xiao Wei didn't see anything special about this group of people.

"Miss, what's wrong?" The middle-aged man led by Chongyu nodded and asked in a low voice.

Yu Xiao novel sentence: "Monk? ”

The group was stunned.

Xiao Wei's gaze immediately became fierce, and he carefully looked at the group of people in front of him.

"Miss, what are these words?" The middle-aged man led by Chongyu waved his hand slightly.

Today, the city gate of Fengjing was delayed opening, so there were many more pedestrians on the official road than usual, and with just a few words, Yu Xiaoxiao and this pedestrian were surrounded by a lot of people watching the excitement.

Xiao Wei whispered to Yu Xiaoxin: "Princess, are they really monks?" ”

Yu Xiaoxiao stretched out her hand and lifted the hat on the head of the middle-aged man at the head, and said, "I won't recognize you as a monk when I wear a hat?" ”

The middle-aged man wanted to press his hat to prevent Yu Xiaoxiao from lifting, but his movements were much slower than Yu Xiaoxiao, and when the top of his head was cold, this middle-aged man knew that things were going to be bad.

Xiao Wei stared at the middle-aged man who was dressed in vulgar clothes, but his head was bare and his ring scar was burned.

"What a master in the temple!" Some passers-by who watched the excitement shouted.

There was a scoundrel who didn't recognize Yu Xiaoxiao, and shouted with Yu Xiaoxiao: "Little lady, what are you doing lifting the monk's master's hat?" My brother also wore a hat, and the little lady came to my brother to lift it. ”

Xiaowei was about to jump, but was stopped by Yu Xiaoxiao, the main enemy was in front of him, what did those little hooligans do?

"We are monks from the Eternal Life Temple," the middle-aged monk saw that his identity was exposed, and simply said to Yu Xiaoxiao: "What is the reason why Miss blocked our way?" ”

A monk standing behind the middle-aged monk had a bitter face, saying that it was better for them to be wandering monks? Princess Linglong can't get along with their Eternal Life Temple, but she won't get along with all the monks in the world, right?

After hearing the three words of the Eternal Life Temple, the onlookers retreated one after another, and even the scoundrels who had set up a coax before did not dare to speak, and some women simply knelt on the ground.

Yu Xiaoxiao saw the status of the Eternal Life Temple in the minds of ordinary people this time, and her mood immediately became unhappy.

The middle-aged monk and Yu Xiaoxin: "If Miss is fine, can you get out of the way?" ”

Before Yu Xiaoxiao could speak, an old woman pointed at Yu Xiaoxiao and scolded loudly: "Which little daughter-in-law are you?" Disrespectful to the master of the Eternal Life Temple, didn't your husband's family teach you etiquette? ”

Yu Xiaoxiao glanced at this old lady, at least eighty years old, thin and small, I didn't expect to be so angry when she spoke.

"Don't you want to get out of the way for the master?" The old woman shouted at Yuxiao.

The middle-aged monk looked at Yu Xiaoxiao's eyes with a hint of pride, in front of the public, do you dare to be rude to the Eternal Life Temple?

"Presumptuous!" Xiao Wei snorted at the old woman.

"Take care of your daughter-in-law!" Another old woman spoke at this time, and the old woman was obviously also very angry, so she reprimanded Xiaowei when she opened her mouth: "The wife is not virtuous, the wall is falling and the family is dying, how do you do her man?" ”

"You," Xiao Wei had no experience in verbal battles with old ladies, and only said one sentence when he blushed: "You are not allowed to be rude to my master!" ”

After Xiao Wei shouted this sentence, the onlookers looked at him and Yu Xiaoxiao's eyes even more wrong, a young daughter-in-law, a young little guard, ran to the official road outside the city alone, what are the master and servant going to do?

"Phew!" A little daughter-in-law spat on the ground.

A woman scolded: "Bad morals." ”

Xiaowei is so anxious that he wants to kill people, but can he draw a knife to kill the people?

The power of the people is very strong, but Yu Xiaoxiao, an undisciplined person, is also very powerful, she was scolded for being shameless and stealing people, Her Royal Highness the princess still did not change her face, and looked at the middle-aged monk and said: "You are from the Eternal Life Temple?" Will the monks of the Eternal Life Temple go out dressed like you? You have to find a good excuse to deceive people, right? ”

The people were stopped by Yu Xiaoxiao's words, who has ever seen the monks of the Eternal Life Temple go out in ordinary clothes?

"We have a degree," the middle-aged monk had to say.

Pretending to be a monk of the Eternal Life Temple, you will be beaten to death.

What is Du Mu, Yu Xiaoxiao is not clear, seeing the middle-aged monk digging out things, Yu Xiaoxiao is raising his hand to fight, and fighting is always Yu Xiaoxiao's first choice when she encounters trouble.

Xiao Wei saw that Yu Xiaoxiao had made a move, and he also wanted to step forward to do it.

"You stand," Yu Xiaoxiao said to Xiaowei, "You have injuries on your body." ”

Xiao Wei stood still, his hand pressed the hilt of the knife, looked at the crowd of onlookers viciously, and shouted: "Why don't you get out of here?" ”

The masses of the people were stunned at this time, they were all people who went out to beg for a living, who had never seen someone fight? But today's fight, the big guy will see you for the first time in his life, and the evaluation is just three words, too cruel!

The monks are not Mo Wen's attendant monks, just ordinary warrior monks in the Eternal Life Temple, and when they meet Yu Xiaoxiao, there is no second possibility except to be beaten. Yu Xiaoxiao didn't bother, one in one hand, and either stunned these monks, or flew away, or planted them in the ground, in short, she didn't let these people catch up with Jing Mo.

A word to readers:

The first is more served.