Chapter 63: The Old Monk's Past (2)

"Where are you going?"

The girl's eyes shone brightly, illuminating Qunyu's heart.

Qunyu finally raised his head and asked nervously, "Go home, will you go with me?" ”

The evil in her eyes swept over, and the woman hurriedly retreated, her pretty face pale.

Qunyu hurriedly bowed his head.

"I've heard that a lot of people want to kill you." The woman plucked up her courage and leaned over and gently touched Qunyu's handsome cheeks.

"Hmm...... Maybe I'm more annoying. Qunyu whispered.

The woman shook her head and said softly, "Maybe they think you're a bully." ”

Qunyu suddenly felt very warm in his heart.

The woman's gentle words were like the sunshine of winter.

"Are you going with me?" Qunyu asked again, like a child.

If we could bring her back, Master wouldn't have said anything...... Big deal, I'm not going to be a monk anymore.

"Don't you want to stay?" The woman held Qunyu's face and asked stupidly.

The handsome face of the little monk was full of tiredness, but he was extremely happy!

"But if I stay, it will hurt you."

Having said that, Qunyu has already made up his mind not to be a monk.

At this moment, the only remaining ray of Buddha light in Qunyu's heart was gone.

The woman's smile is the kind of smile that enters Qunyu's heart.

A sharp knife also entered the hearts of Qunyu.

"This ......" Qunyu looked down at the hilt of the knife, unable to believe it.

The woman took two steps back and scolded with a smile: "Stupid monk......"

"You ......" Qunyu stretched out his hand in a panic, even though the blood had flowed out, he still didn't want to believe it.

"Since you like me so much, isn't it good to die at my hands and make me famous?" The woman was triumphant, and the stinky monk that no one had beaten was just her plaything.

After a long silence, Qunyu grabbed the hilt of the knife in his hand and pulled it out suddenly.

Looking at his own blood, he suddenly remembered his master's words, the more beautiful women are, the more they will lie, don't trust them......

As a bystander, Folic Acid was a little excited at this time...... Zhang Wuji was stabbed by a woman, and he learned the Jiuyang magic by chance...... But Qunyu is not Zhang Wuji!

Qunyu smiled.

I don't know what he was laughing at, but there was some horror in the woman's eyes.

Just stretched out her hand slightly, and the woman was sucked uncontrollably.

Qunyu pinched her neck and said gently: "Do you know, I have already thought about not being a monk just now......"

"Off, it's my business." The woman's breath was disordered and she struggled.

Qunyu sighed, shook his head, and said, "Indeed...... It's all calamity. ”

The woman had died at his hands, and he had saved it with his own hands.

But where is this love calamity so good?

Qunyu gently closed the woman's eyes, and said regretfully: "I haven't even had time to ask your name......

At this moment, a sword light pierced the sky.

"Little monk, stop killing!"

The onlookers were even more excited, I'm Cao, Master is here!

The person who came was none other than Ziyang Zhenren of the Huaishan Sword Sect, and at this time, he was still forty years away from collecting folic acid as an apprentice!

The young Ziyang Zhenren is tall, and he looks very energetic in a well-cut sword robe.

It's not like when I'm old.,Dress up like a flower child every day.。

Qunyu smiled miserably: "Shall I stop killing?" Shouldn't you stop killing? ”

Ziyang Zhenren frowned slightly, he didn't know what happened to Qunyu, so he naturally didn't understand what he meant.

In that case, let's see the truth under your hands!

The Divine Sword suddenly came out of its sheath and pointed directly at the eyebrows of the jade.

Qunyu smiled slightly, grabbed the blade of the sword with one hand, and the monk's robe swayed, and the momentum rose suddenly.

A trace of his moves are gone!

If he hadn't dressed like a monk, no one would have believed that the young man in front of him would be a monk of the Golden Armor Realm.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them passed dozens of moves!

Folic acid really wanted to pull his master and tell him to get out of here and leave this idle matter alone.

But he could only watch, not participate.

Qunyu's previous injuries still affected his level, and gradually Ziyang Zhenren gained the upper hand in the fight.

"Do you want to kill me too?" Qunyu asked, gasping.

"Kill you to preach?" Ziyang shook his head: "My Huaishan Sword is the Dao, where do I need to kill you to prove it!" ”

Qunyu laughed, laughed and coughed a few times, coughing up blood.

Ziyang put away his sword and said softly: "Go back to the wasteland, don't come to this world to suffer again." ”

Awesome!

Folic acid looked at his master and gave a thumbs up excitedly!

I didn't expect you to be a generation of kings when you were young!

is obviously taking advantage of people's danger, but it is said so high-sounding!

Qunyu stretched out his hand and said with a wry smile: "Am I still leaving?" ”

Following the direction of his finger, Folic Acid saw a Taoist.

Extremely obscene Taoist, triangular eyes, rosacea, and two mustaches.

"Zhuge Li? What are you here for? Ziyang said sharply! Seeing this meaning, he didn't like the person in front of him very much......

The person who came was Zhuge Li of Feixian Tower, the owner of Feixian Tower fifty years later, and Shen Yun's master.

"Hehe, naturally it's to observe the heroic appearance of Brother Ziyang!" Zhuge Li smiled, his mouth full of broken teeth, extremely obscene.

Ziyang Zhenren snorted coldly and didn't say anything.

Zhuge Li walked to Qunyu's side in small steps and observed for a long time.

"He's already defeated, don't think about it anymore." Ziyang Zhenren's eyes shot out a fine light, like a sharp blade hanging above Zhuge Li's head.

Zhuge Li smiled and hurriedly dispelled his thoughts.

But while Ziyang was not paying attention, he picked up a charm and smashed it into Qunyu's chest.

Qunyu vomited blood and retreated, falling to the ground.

"Villain!" Ziyang Zhenren was furious, and he was about to attack when he drew his Amazing Divine Sword.

Zhuge Li's body method began to run quickly, and there were words in his mouth: "Ziyang, I didn't hurt his life, that talisman is just a spell, and it won't happen until fifty years later......"

Where did Ziyang Zhenren listen to his nonsense, his sword was full of energy!

Ye Acid scolded angrily, you are an old horseman, you are even more shameless than Shen Jiaowa!

After the two left, the place was quiet again.

After a long time, Qunyu slowly got up and coughed lightly.

Folic acid found that there was no more color in his eyes, and he couldn't see anything unusual.

But the whole person looks weird, very indifferent?

At this time, a voice sounded in Folic acid's head.

"That's it, let's talk about the rest of the story, we have a chance to talk about ......"

The white light flashed, and when Folic Acid opened his eyes again, he had already returned to reality.

Jing'an saluted lightly and said, "Senior Brother Folic acid, can you give this Buddha bead to the little monk, this is what the little monk master lost back then." ”

Lose your sister...... Don't you know when I don't? This is your master's death begging for Bai Lai Fei to exchange with others!

At the beginning, Qunyu gave your master a bunch of treasures!

Having said so, folic acid still gave the Buddha beads to Jing'an.

The jade is still settled, like a weathered old stone.

Ye Acid said softly: "Don't bother him anymore, let's go down the mountain." ”

The crowd had no intention of fighting, and several of them were more or less wounded.

They have already got everything they want, this old monk...... It's not long in life!

Several people supported each other and prepared to descend the mountain.

Suddenly, they noticed that there was one person missing from the team!

"Where's the blue bitter?"

Everyone looked at each other, and they were still here......

In just a few moments, this restless demon captive ran away!

Depend on! Folic acid is thundering!

He really regretted that he didn't break this kid's leg!

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How did I make up the story of this little monk Sichun?