"Who are you?"

After the invincible old monk took a sullen punch, panic appeared on his face.

The man who came was obviously much more powerful than him, an acquired master, and only needed a fist to blow him up.

The fat figure is Qin Mountain, who hurried over from Daxiangguo Temple.

After Yunfeng was sent to the Taiping Inn, Yunfei quickly ran to the Daxiangguo Temple and happened to meet Wang Xiang who was discharged from the hospital.

Not daring to have any delay, Wang Xiang entered the temple again and reported the situation to Qin Shan.

After hearing this, Qin Shan seemed to be crazy, turned over and hurried to the Big Buddha Temple.

Just when he didn't know where to look for it, he ran into Li Gang, Qian Daishan and Miss Qi, who had just run out of hell, as well as Cao Hanmo, the son of the county commander, and several other people ran away when they saw Qin Shan, and only Cao Hanmo stayed.

Outside the door, he sensed the old monk's acquired martial arts, pushed the door and caught the old monk's fist for Qin Ming.

"You...... Who are you? ”

The old monk asked, clutching his hot chest, an internal force corroding his body.

When Qin Shan attacked Qingfeng Village, the old monk was not there, so he didn't recognize Qin Shan.

The afterglow of Qin Shan's eyes swept over the old monk, and then he set his eyes on Qin Ming over there, a pair of hot eyes flashed with a complex and incomprehensible light, and even his expression was a little unnatural, and it could be seen that he was really excited.

"Ming'er, are you going to recover?"

When the old monk heard this, his eyes rolled.

From this sentence, I immediately thought of a person coming, Qin Shan, the head catcher in purple clothes.

The only person who can call Qin Ming like this is probably his uncle Qin Shan.

Thinking of Qin Shan, his first thought was to escape.

The shadow of the name tree of man.

Although he didn't know Qin Shan, he had heard of Qin Shan's name, and he only relied on a pair of fists to make his name famous.

When I heard this name in black and white, I all chose to avoid it, which is synonymous with blood.

If it falls into his hands, it is fine if he obediently, but if one is unsatisfactory, it will be either death or injury.

"Hoo ......"

The old monk saw the right moment and turned around and ran.

"Smack!"

The next moment, a fat shadow appeared, and a slap knocked him back.

A strong internal force made him unable to move at all.

The gap is too big to be a level at all.

Qin Shan is an acquired masterpiece, and half of his feet have already stepped into the innate gate.

Although the old monk is an acquired master, he is at most an acquired intermediate master, and he has just advanced.

"Ming'er, how are you?" Qin Shan asked again.

"Uncle, I'm fine, I just feel a little like beating someone!"

Qin Ming's advance the day after tomorrow was basically completed, and he didn't know how he could say this sentence at this moment.

However, there is obviously a feeling in his bones that he just wants to beat people, and the advanced arrogance begins to spread throughout his body from the soles of his feet.

Coupled with the grievances just now, he was almost pressed and beaten by the old monk, and the anger pushed down by Qian Daishan exploded.

"Hey, hey, it's easy to beat people!"

Qin Shan is bright smile, his right hand suddenly shot out a force, the old monk felt that his dantian was moved, his acquired intermediate strength plummeted, and he fell into the acquired primary level at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Qin Ming was on the same level.

"Ming'er, uncle fulfills your wishes, you don't have to think about anything now, just beat this bastard into a waste!"

"I ......"

The old monk's face turned green, what kind of uncle and nephew is this?

Keeping him turned out to be a sandbag, and he looked really aggrieved with anger.

How to say that he is also a mage of Qingfeng Village, and now he has been reduced to the point of being a sandbag, with a green glow on his old face.

When the old monk was not ready, Qin Ming's fist arrived, and it hit the chest that was smashed by Qin Shan impartially, causing him to almost fall down in pain, and the pain was so painful that his brain began to twitch, which further aroused Qin Shan's internal strength.

"Doesn't it hurt?"

Qin Ming's voice was like a different person, just looking at the old monk so directly, completely a provocative beating.

"You...... You deceive people too much! The old monk was angry in his heart.

"He's bullying you, what do you want?" Qin Shan's voice, "Ming'er, beat until the old bald donkey kneels on the ground and begs for mercy!" ”

"Humph!"

The old monk snorted coldly and stabilized his body, his eyes showed ruthlessness, since he can't be good today, he is destined to be Qin Ming's sandbag, then he will use his last strength to pull Qin Ming's back, and he can't accept such an ending.

"Ming'er, be careful of the old bald donkey's martial arts!" Qin Shan reminded on the side.

"Don't worry, uncle, the old bald donkey's martial arts can't cause fatal damage to me, but it will arouse my fighting spirit even more!"

After going through the test of life and death, the advanced Qin Ming seemed to be a different person, and he always felt that there was a vague memory in his mind, which might have been the original of the unlucky Qin Ming, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't remember what the memory was, it was very hazy and obscure.

"Ah......h

The old monk was angry, and his heart was so stimulated that he couldn't stand it.

Did this uncle and nephew treat him as something, as a plaything?

"Plop!"

Not surprisingly, when the old monk was still angry, Qin Ming's fist hit him again, and without any suspense, he slammed his mouth and vomited blood, and his body flew out, and with a bang, he almost knocked out a hole in the wall, making him sway in front of his eyes.

"Yes, that's it, that's the only way to fully regain what you lost!"

Qin Ming's performance surprised Qin Shan too much, and the light in his small eyes flickered, accompanied by a damp mist.

It was as if he saw the Qin Ming in the past again, the Qin Ming who made him proud and gratified.

"Something missing?"

Qin Ming's heart was awe-inspiring, and he guessed right.

The unlucky Qin Ming really had a problem with his body, and those hazy and obscure memories in his mind were artificially erased.

When he advanced just now, he felt that there was a power in the dantian that did not belong to him, and it was even a little rusty.

Vaguely, he was actually affected by that force, and even his personality, mood and temperament were a little different.

Originally, he thought it was because of taking the Qi Gathering Pill and forcibly advancing to the acquired result, but he didn't expect this to be the case.

But ordinary soul piercing novels shouldn't be like this, he's been traveling for more than a year, how can there be things from the original owner in his body? First of all, the resentment in his mind, there is still his strength in this good dantian, and it is also affected by his emotions.

Qin Ming said that this is unreasonable, this is not scientific, and there is a problem with his crossing.

As a result, Qin Ming's shots became more ruthless, and his moves were all with all his strength, which made the old monk's deep eyes full of doubts about life.

Faintly, Qin Ming felt that every time he threw a punch, he had more control over the power that didn't belong to him.