Before the sound dissipated, the two monks had come to the two from a distance in the blink of an eye.

The two monks are old and young, the old monk is wearing an old robe, and there are a lot of patches on the robe, he looks old, he has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and the two white eyebrows hang down at the end, and he looks kind.

The little monk was only in his early twenties, with a pair of big eyes and quite intelligent, his hands folded, and a string of Buddhist beads hanging on it, standing behind the old monk with a smile on his face.

After seeing the old monk's face, Xuanyuan Lie put away his fighting intent, and saluted the old monk with a respectful face: "The junior Xuanyuan Lie has seen Master Withered Bamboo. ”

Zhao Zhonghe saw the withered bamboo in his heart, and said in his heart, why did the old bald man of the withered bamboo come, could it be that the Tianlei Temple also wanted to come and snatch the divine soldiers?

On his face, he said respectfully: "I didn't know that Master Withered Bamboo was coming, and I couldn't greet him from afar, which is really rude." ”

The withered bamboo saluted back: "Amitabha, Zhao Shizhu and Xuanyuan Shizhu are polite. I don't know if the two two donors can sell Lao Wei a face, and turn the conflict into a jade silk. ”

(Withered bamboo, the first seat of the Zen Temple of Tianlei Temple.) ）

Xuanyuan Lie had no intention of starting a fight in the city, so he looked at Zhao Zhonghe and replied: "Master Withered Bamboo has spoken, and the juniors should obey it, but I don't know what Zhao Dao's idea is." ”

Zhao Zhonghe was still hesitating whether to fight, if the two of them were about the same, it would be difficult to distinguish the winner for a while, I was afraid that it would affect the competition of the divine soldiers, if I didn't fight, I couldn't get over this face, and this withered bamboo just gave himself a step, so he also took the opportunity to say: "Xuanyuan Deputy City Lord is serious, since this withered bamboo master has spoken, how can I not sell the face of the withered bamboo master, this matter will be revealed." ”

Withered bamboo replied, "The old man is here to thank the two donors. ”

Then he said to the little monk behind him: "Fazheng, come and see the two donors." ”

When the little monk heard this, he stepped forward and saluted: "The little monk Fazheng has seen the Lord of Zhao Island and the Deputy City Lord of Xuanyuan. ”

Xuanyuan Lie saw Fa Zheng with a kind face and said with appreciation: "I have long heard that Tianlei Temple has cultivated four young disciples, Fa Zheng, Fa Jue, Fa Xiang, and Fa Anger, although he is young, his comprehension of Buddhism is very deep, and I am fortunate to see it today. ”

Fa Zheng was praised by Xuanyuan Lie, but his face did not change at all, without a trace of pride or pride, nor did he pretend to be humble, but replied lightly: "Thank you Xuanyuan Deputy City Lord for your praise, the little monk really doesn't dare to be, but the prestige of the Xuanyuan Deputy City Lord has heard about it for a long time and has always admired it." ”

Zhao Zhonghe didn't care about Fa Zheng, he only cared about why the withered bamboo was here, whether it was also for the divine soldier, and asked directly: "I don't know why the withered bamboo master is here, is it also for the divine soldier who is about to be born?"

Kuzhu smiled knowingly: "Lord Zhao is too worried, Lao Gu is a monk, and he has no covetous heart for the divine soldiers. ”

Zhao Zhonghe heard the withered bamboo answer like this, and the big stone mentioned in his heart finally fell, this withered bamboo has lived for more than three hundred years, and his cultivation is amazing. If he also came to rob the divine soldiers, it would definitely be a formidable opponent.

As the identity of the withered bamboo, the words he said would never be unbelievable, he said that if he didn't rob it, he would definitely not do it, since the matter here was over, he said goodbye to the withered bamboo and said: "Master, my nephew was just a little injured in the fight with someone, so I will take him to heal first." ”

Kuzhu replied: "Lord Zhao Shi, please." ”

Zhao Zhonghe glanced at Xuanyuan Lie and didn't say hello, then turned around and left the place with Zhao Yan, Zhao Pianran and the two servants.

On the low wall, Su Hang saw Zhao Zhonghe leaving, Xuanyuan Po seemed to be fine after taking the pill, and with the protection of his brother Xuanyuan Lie, he threw some money to the owner of the wine shop who was still crying, and then quietly walked into the crowd to leave.

Kuzhu saw Xuanyuan Po who had fainted and asked Xuanyuan Lie, "The injured one is the little son of the Xuanyuan City Lord (referring to Xuanyuan Shuo here)?"

Xuanyuan Lie nodded and said, "It's my second brother Xuanyuan Po who is not a weapon." ”

Withered bamboo nodded and walked behind Xuanyuan Po, raising his hand to make a slapping motion. Chen Du and Deng Ping looked at Xuanyuan Lie suspiciously, Xuanyuan Lie knew that Master Kuzhu was going to heal Xuanyuan Po's injuries, so he signaled that they were fine.

It was only at this time that Xuanyuan Lie suddenly remembered Su Hang, and hurriedly looked in the direction of Su Hang just now, but Su Hang had just left, and where was Su Hang's figure.

Master Withered Bamboo slapped Xuanyuan Po's back with one hand, and used the true yuan of Buddhism to heal Xuanyuan Po's injuries. After a while, Xuanyuan Po opened his eyes after spitting out a mouthful of bruises.

Seeing Xuanyuan Lie standing in front of him looking at him with concerned eyes, Xuanyuan Po got up and shouted, "Big brother......"

Xuanyuan Lie stopped Xuanyuan Po, and pointed to the withered bamboo and said: "Second brother, you have thanked the withered bamboo master first, it is the withered bamboo master who does not hesitate to spend the true yuan to heal your injuries, so that you can wake up so quickly." ”

Xuanyuan Po turned back to the withered bamboo and thanked him: "Thank you Master withered bamboo for healing me." ”

Kuzhu nodded and said: "The monks are merciful, saving the dead and helping the injured should be an internal matter, and the little benefactor of Xuanyuan does not need to say thank you." ”

After Xuanyuan broke back with a smile, he raised his eyes to look around for Su Hang's figure, and asked Xuanyuan Lie after searching to no avail: "Big brother, did you see my friend when you came, he is about the same age as me and wears a blue dress." ”

Xuanyuan Lie replied: "I saw it, and I saw that he saved your life." ”

Xuanyuan Po: "Then he's okay now." ”

Xuanyuan Lie: "He's fine, but it looks like he's leaving." ”

Xuanyuan Po: "Damn, this guy didn't even say hello before leaving." ”

Xuanyuan Lie: "Second brother, how long have you known him, do you know what his name is?"

Xuanyuan Po: "I only met him today, and he calls himself Extermination, which doesn't sound like his real name." ”

Xuanyuan Lie: "The next time you see him, pay more attention, for some reason I always feel that there is a familiar aura on him, as if something is hidden!"

Xuanyuan's eyes lit up and replied, "Strange to say, I also felt this way when I first saw him. ”

Xuanyuan Lie heard that Xuanyuan Po actually felt this way, so it must not be accidental, so he lowered his head and pondered.

However, it was said that Su Hang passed through the crowd and was about to stay away from here, when suddenly three streamers flashed in the sky, and then a familiar female voice came: "Bi Luohong, a disciple of Biyun Sect, has seen Master Withered Bamboo and Deputy City Lord Xuanyuan." ”

It was she, hearing the name Su Hang's heart was shocked, and she jumped onto a tree on the side of the road and looked at the source of the sound.

In the eye, four women stood on the side of the withered bamboo and Xuanyuan Lie, all four of them were dressed in jasper robes, and their swords hung from their waists.

The person at the head is about twenty-five or sixteen years old, and it is Bi Luohong, who is known as the "Rainbow Fairy", I saw that she looked like a fairy descending to earth, with ice muscles and jade bones, a dusty temperament, and a beautiful face.

Looking at Bi Luohong, who was the leader, Su Hang's heart turned a monstrous wave.

If it's really her, compared to eight years ago, she is even more elegant, like a fairy from the Guanghan Palace.

The second person is the same age as Bi Luohong, and she is also a first-class beauty, with picturesque eyebrows and graceful eyes, but she has less spiritual charm and more charm, which seems a lot more secular in comparison.

The third person is about sixteen or seventeen years old, although he is a little younger, he has already shown a posture of alluring the country and the city, and there are eight points similar to Bi Luohong between his eyebrows and eyes, just like Bi Luohong who is a few years younger, but there is a little more cold and arrogant on his face.

The last person is also sixteen or seventeen years old, handsome, with skin better than snow, blowing bullets that can be broken, and there seems to be a sense of weakness between the eyebrows.

Looking at the last person, Su Hang's heart was shocked, and there was a lot of tenderness in his eyes, just because that demeanor actually made Su Hang feel so familiar, quite a bit like Li Yue, and her age was almost right, could it be that she was Xiaohe? Su Hang thought in his heart.

At this time, these three people also saluted Withered Bamboo and Xuanyuan Lie:

"Bi Luoqiu, a disciple of Biyun Sect, has seen Master Withered Bamboo, Deputy City Lord of Xuanyuan. ”

"Bi Luoxue, a disciple of Biyun Sect, has seen Master Kuzhu, Deputy City Lord Xuanyuan. ”

"Bi Luoyan, a disciple of Biyun Sect, has seen Master Withered Bamboo, Deputy City Lord of Xuanyuan. ”

Isn't it? Isn't it really her? Why is it so similar?

After listening to the fourth person's self-report, Su Hang was slightly disappointed in his heart, how he hoped that the fourth person would say the name he was most eager to hear.

Su Hang stood on the spot in disappointment, stunned, but he couldn't turn around for a while, this three words Biluoyan were just a road number.