The girl was holding people with both hands, and she couldn't free her hands for a while, only one foot flew out and kicked towards the lonely crutch ushered in by the Qingyun Dao people.

Of course, Xue Ling carried out the King Kong Immortal Divine Skill.

I only heard a sound like the clashing of gold and stone, the girl's right foot was in the middle of the lonely crutch, this Qingyun Dao man originally had a murderous intent, and thought that he could kill Xue Ling's cane in front of him, but he didn't expect to feel a strong force coming from the crutches, and he couldn't hold the lonely crutche, only to hear a clanging sound, the lonely crutch came out of his hand, his hands cracked, and the blood flowed.

He couldn't help but jump back, shocked: "Who are you?" How can there be such hard work? ”

And Xue Ling herself is not comfortable, her own King Kong is not bad, to put it bluntly, she is just a half-ass, above the rivers and lakes, her words have no basis, and she relies on her hands to see the truth.

Xue Ling only felt that his whole body was full of qi and blood, and under the shock, he was a little speechless, the other party's skill was profound, and it could be regarded as the deepest skill among the enemies Xue Ling had fought so far.

Of course – black doesn't count.

It's just that fortunately, this person didn't use all his strength at first, and he took Xue Ling lightly, so he was knocked out of his hands and crutches, at this time Xue Ling took a step back, barely trying to stabilize his qi and blood.

At this time, the girl knew in her heart that if she really fought, there were two burdens by her side, Sheng Junqian and Jiang Liu'er, and there was no way to do it anyway, so she thought for a moment and looked at this Qingyun Dao person: "You are so rude, why do you want to beat people when you raise your hand?" ”

Of course, she knew that the other party wanted to kill her just now, but at the moment, she just couldn't really tear her face, and she gave the Taoist a step down to see if the Taoist was willing to go down.

And this Taoist is also a little dilemma at this time, his left leg is lame, and he originally needed crutches to be able to walk freely, but now the crutches have been beaten away by the other party, and this face must have been lost.

But this young girl has such hard skills, which also makes the Taoist feel a little incredible and jealous.

At this time, when I heard Xue Ling's words, I couldn't help laughing: "To be honest, I'm afraid that you are the helper that the doctor invited to deal with me, so I can't help but test it, and hope for the girl Haihan." ”

The two of them stood on the edge of the pearl pond like this, and the trickling waterfall on their sides fell leisurely from the sky, splashing and clanging in the tan, and they were afraid of each other, so they were also empty and wrong.

"In that case, doesn't the Taoist chief mind if the little girl takes the first step?" Xue Ling said lightly, still engrossed, beware of the other party's continued attack.

And Qingyun Daoren's eyes turned around, knowing that this woman should not be taken lightly, so he continued to play haha: "Then I will not send it far away, this female benefactor." ”

As he said this, he limped and jumped to get his flying crutches, while Xue Ling knew that it was not easy to pursue because he was carrying two burdens, so he hurriedly walked out of the mountain.

Although it proves that this Fan Yixian is really good at medicine, after all, the poison skills are so clever, and there is no reason that the medical skills are not strong, but it is his own side that accidentally caught the Tao, if it were not for Xue Ling to have King Kong not bad magic skills to protect the body, and all poisons will not invade, then he would have been killed by this Taoist priest at this time.

When I think about it like this, I can't help but feel a little guilty in my heart.

And at the moment, fortunately, both of them are bogey, so they have tried each other's skills, knowing that it is not a soft persimmon, and the fighting spirit is weak, Xue Ling does not dare to go back to the same way, she is her own family knows her own affairs, and the Taoist does not know her details, but she feels that she has the upper hand against the opponent's weapon with her body and is vigilant.

But Xue Ling understood that the other party was really profound, even if Xue Ling was not burdensome, the frontal battle might not be his opponent, and he was not King Kong and was not bad, so he really did not have any weaknesses in his body, so he hurriedly walked towards the deep mountains.

As a result, after walking less than three or five miles, Xue Ling heard a sound of Amitabha Buddha in front of him.

Xue Ling looked at it and saw a fat monk wearing a vermilion robe walking towards him, he had an ugly face and a vermilion gourd hanging from his waist, and at this time he put one hand together and sang the Buddha horn to Xue Ling.

At this time, Xue Ling was still in a state of a chicken in his left hand and a duck in his right hand, and in the face of this monk, especially in the deep mountains and old forests, he naturally did not dare to relax his vigilance.

At this time, the monk's footsteps were like flying, and he had already come to Xue Ling: "Female donor, Lao Guan Guan you have a relationship with my Buddha." ”

Xue Ling silently took a step back.

Monks are good at everything, but this is not good, and you have a relationship with my Buddha at every turn.

Your bowl of rice is related to my Buddha, you should eat the rice for me, your clothes are related to my Buddha, you should give it to me to dress me to avoid the cold, your silver is related to my Buddha, you should donate it to the temple to reshape the golden body of the Buddha.

Of course, none of this is the most terrifying.

The most terrifying thing is that you have a relationship with my Buddha.

Things outside the body have a fate, and it is enough to destroy wealth and eliminate disasters, but if it is a person who is destined for my Buddha, what kind of system will it become if he does not donate himself to the Buddha?

When the fat monk saw Xue Ling retreating, he couldn't help laughing: "The Sprinkle family made a joke on the female benefactor, I hope the female benefactor doesn't mind." ”

"The Sprinkler family just wants to ask the female benefactor for a way."

Xue Ling obviously carried a chicken in his left hand and a duck in his right hand, but this fat monk didn't mind at all, Xue Ling didn't want to pay attention to him, but the mountain road was narrow, and he couldn't walk by himself when he blocked the way, so he could only stop: "Dare to ask what road this monk wants to ask?" ”

"The monk can't be called." The monk laughed and said: "The Sprinkle family and a friend met in this mountain forest to hurry, I didn't expect that the mountain road here is rugged, I can't distinguish the direction, I just happened to meet the female donor, I just want to ask: "The female donor has you heard of the name Fan Yixian?" ”

Hearing the three words Fan Yixian, Xue Ling's heart tightened, but her expression was not moved in the slightest, she pretended to shake her head blankly: "Fan Yixian? What Fan Yixian? ”

"It turns out that the female benefactor doesn't know." The monk continued to smile: "Then there is another problem with the Sprinkle family. ”

"Dare to ask the two men on the female benefactor, are they thieves stolen by the female benefactor?"

This sentence is nondescript and absurd, it is not like a monk at all, but Xue Ling is already jealous of him, so he can only forcibly suppress his anger: "Please don't talk nonsense about the monks." ”

She bowed her head and said.

"What kind of high monk and low monk, when others see the Sprinkle family, they just call a bald donkey." The monk looked at Xue Ling and said with a smile: "The Sprinkle family saw that the female benefactor had fine skin and tender meat, and her face was delicate, so it was conceivable that she had a fate with my Buddha." ”

"Can you invite the female benefactor to my temple to worship the Buddha for a year and a half?"

Saying this, he coldly grabbed Xue Ling's shoulder.

Again! Xue Ling sighed in his heart, he really couldn't say it.

However, this time Xue Ling was already engrossed, and when he saw him move, he slammed straight forward, and by the way, he punched up the mountain to ambush the tiger, but instead hit the monk's heart.