At the Yingyuan Restaurant some time ago, five black-clothed men with strong martial arts wanted to assassinate Xu Muchuan, but Fu Hengsheng didn't use the word master to describe it.

Now, Fu Hengsheng was extremely nervous and actually grabbed Xu Muchuan, and bluntly said to Xu Muchuan that there were masters, which was enough to show the nervousness in Fu Hengsheng's heart at the moment.

Although Xu Muchuan was extremely uncalm in his heart, he was still calm and calm on the surface, scanning everything around him. However, Xu Muchuan didn't feel anything abnormal, everything in front of him seemed so peaceful and natural.

"Nan Wu Amitabha, since the donor is here, come out to see you! Hiding your head and revealing your tail can make it very difficult for the little monk. At this time, the monk also smiled and clasped his hands together on his chest, looked at a rockery in the front hall, and said loudly.

As he spoke, the monk rubbed the instep of his right foot with his bare left foot, looking lazy, not at all the solemn appearance that a monk should have.

Then, Fu Hengsheng and the others followed the eyes of the enlightened monk to look at the rockery next to the front hall. A group of elite soldiers of the Royal Forest Army instantly surrounded Xu Muchuan, surrounded Xu Muchuan heavily, and protected Xu Muchuan.

Shout!

Suddenly, a long knife flashed out from the direction of the rockery, and it struck directly at the top of Xu Muchuan's head.

The long knife was like a sharp arrow, and it appeared not far from Xu Muchuan's forehead at an extremely fast speed, and the void where the long knife passed suddenly rolled up a gust of wind.

Boom! Bang!

Saying that it was fast at this time, Fu Hengsheng's eyes widened, and his hand rose and fell with a sword light.

The power of the long knife was directly resolved by Fu Hengsheng, and it was also slammed back by Fu Hengsheng fiercely. Fu Hengsheng clenched the fingers of the three-foot Qingfeng, his palms were slightly sweaty, and he looked a little nervous.

After a while, a figure came out from behind the two-meter-high rockery in the front hall as fast as lightning, and took the long knife that flew to the side in his hand.

"I didn't expect you to be able to find out my whereabouts, it seems that there are still some masters around Lord Qincha." A black robe covered the man's body, black and white hair was draped on his back, and in the man's hand he carried a long knife that looked extremely extraordinary.

The most conspicuous thing about the man was not the long knife in his hand, nor the long hair scattered on his back, but a hideous scar on his face.

That's right, the man who rushed out was the scarred man sent by Liang Wenrong, the governor of Nancheng.

"Who are you?" Fu Hengsheng stood in front of Xu Muchuan and looked directly at the man with the scar standing fifty meters away.

"Nameless, nameless, a man who should have died a long time ago." The scar man replied in a contemptuous colloquial tone with a slight twitch of his mouth, as if he didn't care about his name at all.

Fu Hengsheng frowned, and his mind was constantly searching for the identity of the man with the scar in front of him. However, Fu Hengsheng did not find any relevant information about the scarred man.

It stands to reason that Fu Hengsheng has walked the rivers and lakes and been in the military camp for many years, not only in Beiyuan Kingdom, but also in the land of Kyushu.

However, Fu Hengsheng did not find any top masters with scars on his face. For a moment, Fu Hengsheng fell into deep thought, and his right hand slowly clenched the hilt of the three-foot Qingfeng sword at his waist.

The Buddha said: Everything in the world has a fixed number, and there is cause and effect. The donor keeps saying that he is a person who should have died, but why didn't the donor die? Didn't the donor think about it well? ”

With his bare feet, the monk walked a few steps closer to the scar man, and said without the slightest fear.

"Monk, I have a big life, I was rescued, so I didn't die, I wasn't saved by your Buddha." A sneer appeared on the corner of the scarred man's mouth, mocking.

"The donor came this time, it should be the invitation of the rescuer! Donor, the little monk looks at your eyebrows and seems to have blood flashing, I'm afraid that the donor suffered misfortune at home many years ago! The enlightened monk muttered in a low voice, "Amitabha."

As soon as the words of the enlightened monk came out, the scarred man's breath suddenly flickered, and a look of shock and surprise flashed in his eyes that others could not detect at all.

"Donor, the little monk just took a look again, and found that there was a red line flashing on the donor's eyebrows, presumably the donor should have a relative still alive, but the donor's relative is a little more auspicious."

The enlightened monk stared carefully at the scarred man's eyebrows, and said after a moment.

Everyone was puzzled and didn't know what the monk was looking at, but when they saw the rare seriousness of the monk, they all stared at the man with the scar silently.

"What did you say!" The scarred man's eyes suddenly widened, and his right foot involuntarily stepped hard, and a floor stone under his feet was directly shattered by the powerful force.

Originally, the man with the scar still scoffed at the Enlightened Monk, but when he heard the words of the Enlightened Monk, he was in a confused mood and directly tightened the long knife in his hand.

Boom!

The long knife moved slightly, and a slight knife mark appeared directly on the floor where the tip of the knife was right.

"It's so strong, this person's comprehension and control of the knife has reached an indescribable level." Fu Hengsheng was shocked in his heart, looking at the scar man's feet and the knife marks made in the air, he exclaimed in his heart.

Just now, the man with the scar was still planning to go around with the monk of enlightenment, looking for an opportunity to make a move on Xu Muchuan. The man with the scar knew that the monk who looked slightly chubby was a top master, otherwise he would not have discovered his hidden traces in the first place.

You must know that just now, Fu Hengsheng only noticed that there was a master hiding nearby, and he did not find any trace of the man with the scar. However, the enlightened monk said the location of the scar man in one word, which made the scar man naturally dare not act at will.

However, when he originally wanted to wait for the enlightened monk to be negligent, the man with the scar who shot at Xu Muchuan was stunned. Because he heard the monk say that he still had relatives alive, how could this not shock the man with the scar?

"Don't be angry, the little monk just learned some of the appearance by chance, and these things can be seen from the donor's face, as for the specific things, the little monk doesn't know." The monk squinted his eyes and whispered.

The scar man's shocked flashes of knife marks moved the monk who had been smiling, and the slackness in his eyes turned into solemnity.

"Monk, are you serious?" The scar man inhaled deeply and exhaled, and asked in a deep voice.

"The little monk never speaks, so he naturally takes it seriously." The enlightened monk folded his hands and said, "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south. ”

Never spoke, Xu Muchuan and the others seemed to have forgotten the situation at the moment when they heard this, and couldn't help but roll their eyes.

"Monk, if what you say is true, even if I owe you a favor, I will definitely repay it in the future. However, for now, I still have to do what I promised, and you get out of the way, I won't hurt you. ”

After a long time, the scarred man's sharp eyes suddenly opened, and an indescribable coldness permeated from the scarred man's long knife.