Horta threw down his heavy hatchet and drew his freshly polished longsword. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Uren swallowed, he felt as if he had made the wrong decision, that Horta's greed had blinded him.

"Ahem, don't worry, Horta." Morta's cough was like a file: "This trip is done, you can buy the palace if you want." ”

"The best. Hold your sword steady, and whoever stands in your way will be killed. "The short-handled axe is easy to get entangled in vines, but this problem does not occur with a level shortsword, which shows that Horta is well prepared.

The three "explorers" approached the temple, their weapons reflecting the afterglow of the setting sun.

Horta found that there were no protruding horns throughout the temple, and that each edge was not diagonally connected, but rather flowed together.

When the group entered the temple, they were greeted by two magnificent Ionian whip willows. The sinuous trunks of the trees form an arch, and the snow-white bark of the trees seems to be painted.

"Why aren't there any guards?" As Horta walked inside, he asked to be vigilant, there must be a demon when things go wrong, which is a phrase often said by members of a certain sect.

The courtyard of the temple was quiet, but the sound of Bai Wenxuan sweeping the leaves could be faintly heard, and the three of them glanced at each other and decided to bypass the backyard.

At this moment, Horta's eyes were attracted to something, and all thoughts were thrown aside by him.

An inner chamber was carved out of one of the stone walls, dark and gloomy, like a tomb.

The dome is carved in bas-relief, and each wall is covered with colored broken glass, depicting life and light that ripples like ripples.

The ivory plate is engraved with an ancient fable of Shuoji, which rests on a carved bronze pillar. In the niche sunk into the wall stood a statue of a god made of black jade, covered in gems.

On the pedestal made of porphyry and jadeite, there are statues of the martial emperors with gold edges, looking at the visitors condescendingly.

……

Hota smiled and licked her lips: "Take it, take it all!" Ha ha! ”

Uren and Morta quickly put away their swords and excitedly opened their knapsacks. Sculptures, statues, gemstones...... As long as they touched something, they all rushed into it, and that was what they were here for.

The two of them ran around, dragging the treasure and shouting excitedly.

Bai Wenxuan, who was still sweeping the fallen leaves in the backyard, heard the movement of the main courtyard, and the movements in his hands paused.

"Oh? Are there any visitors? "Bai Wenxuan has been here for more than a month, and he hasn't seen anyone other than Li Qing.

On the other side, Horta paced around the room, planning to do it both of them as soon as he got back to the city.

Suddenly, Horta notices that one of the statues has moved.

At first glance, Horta thought it was a clay statue of a warrior monk...... Sit cross-legged with your back to Horta, hands resting on your knees. But he stood up and turned around.

The gentle and smooth movements are as if a coiled snake spreads out.

He was lean, muscular, with a pair of baggy old trousers and a red cloth belt around his eyes, and this person was Li Qing.

"There's still someone." Horta stretched her fingers and rubbed the skin on the hilt of her sword, "Okay, I'm trying to cut someone." ”

Li Qingtou tilted to the side, as if listening to something.

"Three people. One has a sick lung, the other has a bad heart, and he won't live this year. ”

Li Qing stared straight at Horta, the thick cloth belt that wrapped his eyes could not be seen through, but Horta had a feeling of being targeted.

"You have a spinal injury that will attack in the winter, and it will make your body involuntarily lean to the left." Li Qing leaned his ears to feel the movement around him.

"What are you, prophet?" Horta was a little nervous, this blind monk was too evil.

Li Qing ignored his question, and said calmly: "I am Li Qing." ”

"So what? What do you want? Horta clenched the hilt of his sword.

"I'll give you a chance to put everything back. Then get out of here and never come back. Li Qing's cold tone made Horta a little irritable.

"It's not your turn to call the shots! This blind friend. Horta scraped the tip of his sword against the stone floor, "There are three of us, and you don't even have a weapon. ”

Uren and Morta laughed nervously, and although they were outnumbered, they were somewhat touched by the warrior monk's momentum.

Ionia Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger, the blind monk in front of him looked like either a dragon or a tiger, and for the first time, Uren and Morta wished that their instincts were wrong.

Horta's other hand gestured, and the other two immediately dispersed, drew their scimitars, and surrounded the warrior monk.

"This is a holy place, and it is not to be defiled." Li Qing sighed with some sadness.

Horta nodded at his accomplice. "Spend this blind man on the sidelines."

Wuren took a step forward, but before he could settle down, Li Qing moved, and Wuren's sword slashed against the stone wall.

At this time, Bai Wenxuan also came to the stone house and happened to see this scene.

"Master, I don't think you need to talk about any mercy with these bandits, right?" Li Qing's speed is very fast, and he can completely counter the three of them in an instant, but he chose to dodge, which made Bai Wenxuan speechless, do you monks pay attention to compassion?

Li Qing chuckled, "I refuse this kind of violence, so I chose to give them another chance, but their hearts beat faster, and they want to kill me." ”

It's like a dead clay sculpture, and in an instant it becomes a vague afterimage. Li Qing's arm was drawn like a whip, and the edge of his hard palm slashed at Wuren's neck.

With a crunch of bones, Uren fell to the ground, his head twisted into an extremely unnatural angle.

Immediately after, Morta slashed with his sword, and Li Qing saw the opportunity to swing aside. Morta had a lot of strength, and his backhand was another sword, which grazed over Li Qing's head. Li Qing lay flat on the ground, rolled his body, parted his legs, and swept Morta's legs like a sickle.

Morta fell to the ground, and the weapon flew far away on the stone floor. Li Qing rolled over and stood up, raised his foot and smashed Morta's sternum, followed by a punch.

Bai Wenxuan felt the energy, and Morta's head shattered into the dirt......

Fragments of ribs pierced into his fragile heart of Morta, and before he could let out a wail, Li Qing waited for a punch of energy that ended his life.

Cold sweat broke out on Horta's forehead, his companion died instantly, and there was a person of unknown strength blocking the door, it was a dead end.

Horta took a deep breath and emboldened herself, "You're fast, but I've also been trained by the court......"

"Do you think you're fast?" Li Qing's question is quite profound.

"I'm the best trained, not like those two idiots, if you're going to fight me alone......" Horta cheered himself up as he glanced at the two corpses.

Li Qing didn't speak, and approached Hota step by step, Hota observed the warrior monk, and Li Qing was also tracking Hota's movements.

Li Qing's footsteps were light and accurate, but Horta felt more and more uncomfortable, and it seemed that with every second that passed, his weakness would be exposed to the other party.

Finally, with a roar, Horta lunged at the monk and unleashed a barrage of slashing spurs.

Li Qing slid to the side and dodged lightly, as if it were a young leaf in the wind, avoiding Horta's unreserved attack.

"Bai Wenxuan, do you want to see the use of energy in actual combat? I'm not talking about pediatrics like smashing heads. Li Qing took the time to say to Bai Wenxuan at the door.