Ryūji Yamamoto and Miao Nu Asami both smiled happily, as Master Benchu said, tonight's lineup is too strong, and Luoyang Martial Arts University is not a Longtan Tiger's Den, and the treasure can be described as nine out of ten.

"Before that, Lao Qu has to explain to all the donors," Master Ben Chu stood on the top of the mountain overlooking Luoyang Martial Arts University, and raised his hand as if to point to the country: "Tonight, the old man has three plans to transfer the tiger from the mountain, secretly cross Chen Cang, and encircle Wei to save Zhao!"

"The strongest person in this Luoyang Martial Arts University is instinct, and the old man happened to have some grievances with instinct when he was in the temple in the past, so he simply went to find instinct duels with great fanfare under the banner of settling grievances.

"The three donors can go directly to the practice room to hunt for treasures, and after finding them, they will be brought out by the best donors of light skills.

Then the two donors, Yamamoto and Asami, acted separately, Yamamoto went to the student dormitory building to set fire, and Asami went to the small Tibetan scripture pavilion to set fire, and after the fire, the two donors could retreat after completing the task.

"Both of these places are crucial, and instinct must be in the heart of the fire, and the old master and apprentice can use it to escape.

"In the end, we still came back here to meet, divided the treasures on the spot and left, what do you donors think?"

How is it? Hehe, last time Maoshan surnamed Hu did the same, but the result was to lose his wife and soldiers!

Murong Kunpeng sneered in his heart, but he had to say that although the original master and Maoshan surnamed Hu coincided, the original master's plan was much more perfect, and it was interlocking, and everyone played a role.

The only problem is, aren't these mallets afraid that I will take the treasure and slap my ass and leave?

"Perfect!" Ryūji Yamamoto and Miao Nu Asami expressed their affirmation in unison, this plan sounds dangerous and all the original master and apprentice are bearable, both of them can share the spoils just by setting fire, of course perfect.

"Brother steady!" Murong Kunpeng gave a thumbs up very hard, he just took the treasure and walked steadily.

"In this way, we can make a covenant before we act!" The primordial master looked around at everyone with a smile: "Old man Benchu-"

"Poor monk Yuanhua!"

"Contemptible, Ryūji Yamamoto!"

"Asami!"

Murong Kunpeng blinked: "Pan Xiaoxian!" ”

A slut is hypocrisy!

Ben Chu, Yuanhua, Yamamoto Ryuji, and Asami stared at him at the same time: Forget it, Pan Xiaoxian will be Pan Xiaoxian, anyway, the fluttering immortal body method can't deceive people, we all know that you are Duan Long.

"Make a covenant here, work together, live and die together! Advance and retreat together, share weal and beg, don't abandon, don't give up!

"If anyone perfides, he will not die a good death, and his children will be cut off, and his other allies will die with him!"

After the original master finished speaking, he first stretched out a hand, Yuanhua stretched out his hand and put it on his hand, and then Ryyuji Yamamoto and Asami also put their hands on it, and at this time, Murong Kunpeng was naturally no exception.

The five hands were put together, and everyone looked at each other, all of them showing obscene smiles.

Master of the Primordial: I'm not the Primordial anyway.

Master Yuanhua: I'm not Yuanhua anyway.

Murong Kunpeng: Anyway, I'm not Pan Xiaoxian, nor Duan Long.

Ryuji Yamamoto: Anyway, I'm from Toying, I'll leave when I get my things, so you can come over if you have the ability!

Asami: Hook Duan Gongzi, it's Meizizi!

As soon as the primordial master said this, Murong Kunpeng understood that the most important thing was that the other allies would not die.

Come to think of it, with such a big benefit, of course, other people will not die. Probably this is the intention of the primordial master to deliberately reveal his identity.

Due to the problem of division of labor, it is obvious that Murong Kunpeng is the most important link, and it is also the part that everyone is worried about, knowing who he is, he is not afraid that he will run away, and if he can run the monk, he will not be able to run the temple.

If Murong Kunpeng is really Duan Long, it is estimated that he can only honestly share the spoils, otherwise there is no need to die, as long as the few of them spread the matter in the beginning, Duan Long, the second generation of heroes, will be ruined.

What's more, Shaolin Temple will inevitably come to him to explain when he knows it, others regard the Dali Duan family as an uncle, and Shaolin Temple is not afraid of him.

After making a covenant, they quickly descended the mountain with a group of five people and a snake, and soon came to the outside of the walls of Luoyang Martial Arts University.

Master Primordial folded his hands and said with a smile: "Amitabha, allies, let's say goodbye!" The treasure is underneath the practice room, and when you hear the howling of the old man at the gate, your allies can start moving! ”

After saying goodbye, Master Benchu disappeared into the night with Yuanhua, and Murong Kunpeng followed Ryūji Yamamoto and Asami to wait outside the wall, Ryūji Yamamoto felt that Asami had thrown a wink at him before, and he might have a chance to establish diplomatic relations, so he took this opportunity to take the initiative to hook up: "Asami, your name is so beautiful!" ”

"Huh." Asami was indeed a little fluctuating when she saw his sword at first, but since she knew that Murong Kunpeng was Duan Gongzi of Dali, she was dead set on Murong Kunpeng, and smiled perfunctorily at him, then turned to Murong Kunpeng and smiled: "Duan Gongzi, do you know what I look like?" ”

Saying that, Asami also opened her arms and spun around in place, and the five-inch-long pleated skirt flew up, and suddenly the spring light loomed, which made people reverie.

"I don't know." Murong Kunpeng took a closer look at Asami, only to find that she was disguised, and her techniques were very clever, if Asami didn't say it herself, ordinary old rivers and lakes wouldn't be able to find out.

Slut! Ryuji Yamamoto turned his head away angrily, and his trembling fingers stroked the katana that never left his body: Hello!

Before Asami could say more, she could hear a long and angry roar coming from the direction of the gate.

The three of them quickly exchanged glances, and they were ready to start moving.

Ryūji Yamamoto didn't know where to take out a rope with a hook tied to it, and threw it up a few times in his hand, and the hook flew up with the rope and landed on the wall.

"Asami, I'll take you!" Ryūji Yamamoto confidently stretched out his hand to Asami, Dongying's kendo is not good at light skills, Ryūji Yamamoto used all the strength to eat milk, that is, to jump three or four meters, it is more than enough to put a basket on the basketball court, but this wall is three feet high, he can't jump over it at all, and he also believes that ordinary people can't jump over, this is a good opportunity to please the beauty.

"Thank you, I understand." Asami originally wanted Murong Kunpeng to take her, but since she rejected Ryūji Yamamoto, it was naturally not good to talk to Murong Kunpeng again, otherwise the team would disperse before the hearts of the people left.

Glancing at Ryūji Yamamoto resentfully, Asami reached out and hugged the neck of the mutant snake, and the mutant snake raised its head and swung its huge body to climb the wall, so fast that Ryūji Yamamoto smacked his tongue.

Naughty! Ryuji Yamamoto smiled and shook his head, the more Asami didn't take him seriously, the more he felt that she was kawaii, if Asami really threw himself into his arms, he would think that Asami was nothing.

Just wanted to have a fight with Murong Kunpeng, but Ryūji Yamamoto suddenly saw a faint shadow under the moonlight that was silently taking off from the ground, and in the blink of an eye, Murong Kunpeng was already standing on the three-zhang high wall.

Seeing Murong Kunpeng beckoning to him on the wall, Yamamoto Ryuji almost collapsed in his heart: This is not scientific!

It's poverty that limits your imagination! Murong Kunpeng looked down at him and sneered: "The land of projectiles, the people of the wilderness, how do you know that I have miraculous skills in Huaxia?"