Seeing this, Liu Rou grabbed Lu Xiaoyu, felt the temperature from Liu Rou's hand, and Lu Xiaoyu's heart was beating wildly.

Liu Rou said: "Let's go over the mountain..."

Lu Xiaoyu nodded and said, "Okay, let's elope..."

", slip of the tongue..."Lu Xiaoyu covered his mouth.

Hearing this, Liu Rou frowned, Lu Xiaoyu knew that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly said, "No, let's go over the mountain..."

Liu Rou snorted angrily, shook Lu Xiaoyu's hand away, and said coldly: "Keep up." So he went straight to the top of the mountain.

Lu Xiaoyu slapped himself and said in his heart: "Why does your mouth owe it so much?" He hurriedly followed.

Seeing the two of them fleeing, four yellow-clothed monks jumped out of the temple below, rushing up the mountain, without weapons in their hands, all of them were fast, their clothes were windy, and they were masters at a glance!

Seeing this situation, Liu Rou thought that with her own skills, it would be impossible to get out, so she simply condensed her qi and watched the changes.

Seeing that Liu Rou suddenly stopped, Lu Xiaoyu said, "Why don't you run away?" ”

Liu Rou didn't answer, her expression was already expressed.

Lu Xiaoyu did not stop at his feet, and at this time he rushed to Liu Rou, hugged her princess, and rushed up.

Liu Rou was shocked, and looked at Lu Xiaoyu in astonishment for a while, but after a while, she screamed and scolded: "You, you, this disciple, what do you want to do?" ”

Lu Xiaoyu replied: "I'm running fast, I'll run with you..."

Liu Rou struck out at Lu Xiaoyu's face door with a palm, this palm condensed the internal force, and directly swollen half of Lu Xiaoyu's face, Lu Xiaoyu was in pain, and suddenly stopped, put Liu Rou down, tears swirled in her eyes, and said with a hint of crying: "Girl, I was wrong..."

Liu Rou was angry at first, but when she saw Lu Xiaoyu's appearance at the moment, she felt funny again, and couldn't help but laugh again...

Lu Xiaoyu was swollen with half of her face, tears were falling, this look seemed to be extremely aggrieved, and Liu Rou couldn't help but feel a little apologetic.

At this moment, a yellow-clothed monk who rushed first ran to a distance of four zhang from the two of them, and said loudly: "The first Venerable Master of the Luohan Hall has sent an edict: The people who came put down their weapons, stated the details in the reed pavilion at the bottom of the mountain, and listened to the edict. ”

Soon the four monks in yellow arrived separately and surrounded the two of them in four directions.

Lu Xiaoyu saw that the person was menacing, he gave Liu Rou a look, and said in a low voice: "Do you still want to run?" ”

Liu Rou looked at Lu Xiaoyu and saw that the corners of his mouth were trying to move towards the mountain, meaning that if they wanted to run, they would not be able to catch up.

When Lu Xiaoyu opened his mouth, he only felt that half of his face was swollen and numb, and he stroked it gently.

Liu Rou couldn't help but smile when she saw this in her eyes, and she said: "Let's not run away, I want to see what these bald donkeys are doing." ”

Liu Rou stepped down the mountain, and the yellow-clothed monk in front of him said: "Wait, hand over the blade first!" ”

Liu Rou raised her eyebrows and pressed her hand on the hilt of her sword.

The monk said: "We don't dare to keep the blade of the female donor, and when the donor goes down to the mountain, he will naturally return the sword to Zhao, which is the rule of the temple for thousands of years, please bear with me." ”

When Liu Rou heard this, she hesitated in her heart: "I thought that if this sword was handed over, I would lose most of my strength. ”

However, at this time, a yellow shadow shook in front of her, it was another yellow-clothed monk, and he shouted: "Come to Shaolin Temple, not only bring a sword, but also hurt people, how can there be such a reason in the world?" Then I saw him push out a palm and go straight to Liu Rou.

Lu Xiaoyu scolded at this time: "Shameless bald donkey, dare to attack the chest? After speaking, the palm of his hand was pushed out, and the internal force was condensed, and he grabbed Liu Rou in front of him and fought with the other party.

"Bang".

I saw the yellow-clothed monk flying out upside down, rolling several times on the slope, spitting blood and moaning in pain.

Lu Xiaoyu was a little surprised by his palm, but he didn't expect to knock the other party away with one palm.

Liu Rou looked at Lu Xiaoyu's unswollen side face at this time, and when she looked at it closely, she seemed to be quite handsome...

However, at this time, when all the monks saw that their fellow monks were injured, they were all furious, waved their sticks and danced sticks, and attacked together.

Seeing this, Liu Rou thought to herself: "Since things have come to this point, then don't do it, don't stop it, anyway, you can't stop today." At that moment, he used his family swordsmanship and rushed down the mountain.

The monks formed a formation at this time, lined up in three columns, Liu Rou waved the sword into the formation, only to see the clear light agitated, the sword flowers were dotted, like falling flowers and colorful, scattered down, and suddenly there were two monks hanging colors.

Lu Xiaoyu also had a sword in his hand, and seeing Liu Rou swinging the sword as if dancing, he was about to move, and he also joined the battle group at this moment.

Before he joined, that group of monks could still entangle with Liu Rou, as soon as he joined, the sword qi that Lu Xiaoyu stimulated from time to time under his sword pierced one by one, but after a few breaths, those monks were injured and fell to the ground, looking at Lu Xiaoyu in shock.

Liu Rou was also average, thinking: "This person can actually wield sword qi, this is something that her big brother or those old guys who have been famous for a long time can do." ”

The monk who had not been injured stepped back at this time, not daring to move forward, and at this time, a tall and thin old monk walked up, his hands in his sleeves, smiling and watching the battle...

But at this moment, seeing that all the monks were frightened by a person who seemed to be a mountain village man, and they stopped one by one, he only felt that he couldn't hang his face, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and he hurriedly said: "Stop..."

Hearing this, the monks immediately stopped and dispersed, and Lu Xiaoyu consciously stood behind Liu Rou and acted as a flower messenger, which moved Liu Rou slightly.

The old monk looked at the two and said, "I don't know who the two names are?" Who are Lingzun and Lingshi? Why do you want to visit Shaolin Temple? ”

Hearing this, Liu Rou thought to herself: "My father's name is absolutely unspeakable, and this time I came only for the message of the eldest brother, and it is inconvenient to say it in public. He said: "I can't tell you my name, I just see the beautiful scenery on the mountain, and come up to enjoy the mountains and waters." However, I didn't appreciate the beauty of the mountains and rivers, but I appreciated the style of the Shaolin Temple. Don't you just want to take my sword? To you is..."

Liu Rou snorted, threw the short sword into the ground, and pulled Lu Xiaoyu forward.

The old monk stepped forward diagonally, flicked the sleeves of his robe, picked up the short sword, and held up the sword with both hands: "Since the two of you don't want to show your family teacher, then please take back the sword, and the old man will personally send the two down the mountain." ”

Hearing this, Liu Rou was stunned, I didn't know if the old monk in front of her was true or not, and she didn't care too much at this time, she reached out to take the sword, and when she mentioned it, she couldn't help but be surprised, the sword couldn't move.

Lu Xiaoyu saw Liu Rou's strange expression, and when he looked at the old monk, he vaguely felt a suction force in his hand.

Lu Xiaoyu said at this time: "Old bald donkey, my name is Lu Xiaoyu, my hometown is Hangzhou Chunxiangyuan, my mother Lu Cuihua, no father, self-taught. ”

After saying that, Lu Xiaoyu took the sword, just took it lightly, and the sword left the old monk's hand, and the old monk was shocked back two steps.