Chapter 517: The Battle of the Yellow Robe (Part II)

Blood spilled from the corners of Qin Wanchu's mouth, this was a gambling fight without suspense. No one knows what level Shang Kuchang's strength has reached, but no one will dare to stand up confidently and boldly, saying that I may defeat Shang Kuchang. Without that man, all those older than him died, and among his contemporaries, he was overpowered in his youth, and in his old age, he was on the rise, but the rest of them went downhill.

The rivers and lakes are the sophistication of human feelings. Yang Fan wanted to crusade against the business thieves, so the white-clothed monks of Wannian Temple came all the way to hit the bell here to cheer, Zhang Fushui already had grievances, and hiding in the Luzu Temple was also a muffled bell. Qin Wanchu's sake was love.

This is the rivers and lakes.

Shang Kuchang's strength has long been infinitely close to the Great Perfection, and there is a faint momentum of self-esteem in the heavens and on the ground. At that moment, the Huanglu bell in the White Horse Temple shattered and split into seven or eight pieces, and dense beads of sweat oozed from the forehead of the white-clothed monk. No one knows how it was cracked, just like the jade seal that was shattered in the first place.

Two miles away, the temple of Lu Zu was originally the dojo of the Quanzhen Sect, but at this moment, Zhang Fushui insisted on it like a little Taoist boy who hit the bell. Even if he is just an ordinary person, he must do this and make his voice heard.

Although the voice was faint, so faint that even Shang Kuchang didn't care.

Looking at the crumbling Qin Wanchu, Shang Kuchang said in a faint voice: "The mayfly shakes the tree, and I don't know whether I am dead or alive." ”

Liu Zongmin, who was behind, had already coveted that Qin Wanchu, and when he saw that Qin Wanchu swaying, he immediately came to his strength, and his belly was clamped. shouted: "Rush me, mother." Slaughter that demon girl for me! ”

However, before the army could advance, a half-man-tall figure flew through the sky. In one fell swoop, Qin Wanchu, who had fallen forward, was put on his back, and Xiao Nanbei's slippery head happened to be in the plump chest. Xiao Nanbei has no personnel, and he doesn't know what that soft meat ball is, but he feels that this big sister has a lot of meat.

However, this is not the key, but the tassels on Qin Wanchu's clothes fell, covering Nanbei's eyes. The figure of the little monk shook twice in the air, and then flew away, shouting as he flew: "Big sister, I can't see the road from north to south!" ”

Qin Wanchu, who came to his senses. He looked down at the little bald head that was covered, his face flushed, he glanced at his clothes to the side, and felt his two small hands firmly grasping his clothes on his willow waist. Xiao Nanbei naturally didn't know Qin Wanchu's embarrassment, arched his head, and said, "Big sister, you are holding back, Nanbei is afraid of heights, and you are not very good at flying!" ”

Seeing this cute little Nanbei, Qin Wanchu's cheeks flushed. Asked, "Who told you to come?" ”

Xiao Nanbei was a little upright and said, "Brother Yang called me here." Sister, you have so much meat on you, it's time to lose weight! ”

“……”

Bu Laodao watched Qin Wanchu leave, and the Heavenly Master ordered him to take back his sleeve robe. Turning around, he left, and said, "The army returns to the camp and guards the city gates!" He looked up at the more brilliant yellow pillars of light. Snorted coldly, "Gotta clean up that thug!" ”

Bu Laodao is galloping in Luoyang City. Flew into the palace and saw Li Zicheng leading a thousand troops around the palace. Dozens of rebels were lying on the ground, screaming. Their faces were covered in fish scales. Bu Laodao looked fixedly, and the six old men were actually cooking hot pot in front of their palace......

The old man facing the gate took a kitchen knife with a handle, fished out the big fish with the scales removed from the ice box, cut the fish fillets into the pot, and the hibiscus came to the surface, and several old men ate happily.

"Brother of this fish feelings, you keep it at this time to eat, it tastes good, this hot pot is comfortable! Haha, damn it, eating hot pot like this in the palace, just a few of our buddies can do it, happy! ”

"Brothers, here's the idea."

"Poof." The old man with the scar sitting on the side spit out the fish bones and said, "It seems that the girl has failed." ”

"People are old in the rivers and lakes, Li Changsheng and Qin Yatou are all chicks, where can they fight against business thieves, how many brothers, do a vote?" The old man with the blindfold took out the pig-killing knife stuck in his chest and sharpened it on the steps.

Bu Laodao snorted coldly: "The six bandits in Kanto? Hehe, today is really unprecedented, the forest is big, and all birds come to make up for it. ”

The old man by the wooden house stood up, put down the chopsticks in his hand, and said, "Ten years ago, I went to the capital for my wife, and it was time to settle that account." "They are all old rivers and lakes, and they have been horse bandits all their lives, but the eldest brother is a monk halfway through, and finally he is the only one who can stand at the same height as Shang Kuchang when he is young, and the rest of the five people have mediocre strength, I am afraid that they have not even climbed up to the innate middle realm.

"Hmph. One is running out of oil and the lamp is dry, and there are five that add up to not enough for one trick, and they are still drinking and eating meat here, really think that they are peerless masters? ”

"Why don't you add the two of us, and you can't get into the eyes of your business?" The second old man in the air. The old man guarding the tomb and the blind old man landed on the ground, and the scene became complicated. Shang Kuchang turned around, looked at the two old men, his eyes became even more ruthless, and said, "Could it be that you also want to go against me?" ”

He said this to the blind old man, the two of them are brothers and the same family, and in the end, even such a relationship has to go to an opposing situation, which makes Shang Kuchang a little annoyed.

"Why can't I?" The blind old man asked calmly. That broken Dao temple is the place where dreams and Dao hearts set sail, there, when they were young, Shang Kuchang and Shang Yun Chang sent to the Dao, but nearly two Jiazi passed, one did not forget the original intention, and the other sword went sideways. When the blind old Taoist came, he was ready to go back, the mantle was inherited, and the Taoist temple was more like a young man like Zhang Fushui.

In the same way, the old man who guards the tomb also came. Xing Sanzhi read all the books, turned back, did not come out, still returned in a long shirt, and replaced this old man who bent his waist to guard the tomb, still the game of chess, still an empty mountain. The state of mind of the three idiots, after experiencing this red dust, stepped back to the original place, and everything was freely arranged in the dark, and each had its own place.

"Good! Good one, why not! Bu Lao Dao Heavenly Master turned his order and said with a smile: "Do you think that if you delay me and let that criminal inherit the yellow robe, then you can compete with me?" Haha, I'm a long scheming businessman, how can I not know such a trick. Give me death! ”

The Heavenly Master made the golden light blazing.

Bang!

Something seems to be broken.

The pillar of light that burst into the sky from the main hall shattered like ice. In front of the main hall, the fish fillet held on the chopsticks slipped back into the pot, and the blind old man's cloudy eye, which could still see things clearly, squinted, not knowing what he was thinking.

Yes, cracked.

The last chess piece of Bu Laodao is the Donghua Emperor in Yang Fan's dantian. At this moment, it exploded directly, Yang Fan's dantian was completely destroyed, and the yellow robe was stained with blood...... (To be continued.) )