Sang Xuewei smiled and shook her head to refuse the kindness, saying that it was late, she still went back to the front Zen courtyard.

When the two monks saw Sang Xuewei's smiling face, their eyes changed, and the vigilance just now became amazing, and when they saw that she was leaving, they suddenly turned their faces and smiled gloomily: "Since the girl is here, don't go!" ”

They tacitly blocked Sang Xuewei's way from left to right.

Sang Xuewei saw that the situation was wrong, and after a few tricks with these two monks, these two monks were responsible for carrying dung, and when the mountain wind blew, the smell on her body drilled straight through, which made Sang Xuewei very disgusted, disgusted, and also despised it.

The two monks shouted back as they attacked, and the monks under the corridor also came this way.

Although Sang Xuewei usually fights with her brothers and sisters, she knows that her brothers will not hurt her and have no psychological burden. Although she is a little vanity in the rivers and lakes, she wants to be a heroine and make her father have a bright face, but it is just a one-on-one situation.

A monk stood in the limelight and threw a handful of powder in her face.

Sang Xuewei was flustered, she was sprinkled with a face, and a feeling of dizziness hit, plus those monks were wearing the wrong clothes around her, and the fists and feet were added, she couldn't resist it and was captured.

The powder would make people dizzy, but it wasn't really unconscious, and she could even speak.

When she was carried to the firewood room in the backyard by a group of monks, she was scared and helpless in her heart, and once again brought out that my father was Sang Daokun, the head of the Xianglong Sword Sect.

It's just that Xia Wenjin knows that the Xianglong Sword Sect and the monks of Shi'an Temple do not completely belong to the Jianghu people, they are caught by Mingqing, follow Mingqing to do evil, and they are lustful and greedy, but they don't know much about the things in the rivers and lakes.

Therefore, for the Xianglong Sword Sect, I probably just think that the name is mighty.

There are more such forces in the rivers and lakes.

At this moment, alone in the dim and cold firewood room, although the current weather, even on the ground, will not freeze, but she is scared.

She had never been in such danger, and she had always been so well protected, and suddenly she panicked when she faced all the dangers and unknowns alone.

She wanted to escape, but the powder didn't know what the structure was, she couldn't move now, her hands and feet were soft, and her internal strength couldn't be lifted.

The door was right in front of her, and although she knew it was locked from the outside, she couldn't even go to the door, let alone find a way to break it.

Through the window, you can see the lights approaching outside, followed by footsteps, and the sound of talking:

"Senior brother, as long as you see it, I guarantee that you are also amazing. This firewood room is too simple and dirty, and it is a little less interesting, if you like it, I will send someone to your room. ”

"Let's see!"

"Senior brother, please, please!"

The door lock opened, and Sang Xuewei, who fell softly to the ground, looked at the two bald heads who came in, and her heart sank again.

Huang Zheng found out about this temple, which means that there is really something wrong with this temple, and now what these two people say proves this point, but she can't bring this news to Huang Zheng.

She tried to help him, but she didn't help anything, and instead put herself in.

Sang Xuewei was scared and frustrated.

Now that she is here alone, Uncle Lu and they don't know, who can save her?

The lame monk shook the lantern with a lantern, turned his head and said flatteringly: "Senior brother, look, is it spiritual?" ”

The prison took a look at it, and immediately looked at it.

This woman is dressed in black, but she can't hide her beauty at all, a small face is as white as jade, big eyes, crooked eyebrows, ruddy lips, full of anger, eyes with panic and grief, but there are two points of calm in the panic, and there is still vigilance in the grief and indignation.

Seeing that the prison was looking straight, the lame monk was very proud, and said, "Senior brother, are you still satisfied?" ”

The prison said in a hoarse voice: "Send it to my room!" ”

The lame monk said happily: "Okay, senior brother, go back and wait, the beauty will be delivered soon!" ”

The eyes of the prison were like hooks, and they scraped Sang Xuewei's face again, revealing greed and evil, probably thinking that he could really enjoy it after being sent to his room, he retracted his gaze and said, "Hurry up!" ”

Just as he turned to leave, suddenly there was a sound of running in the distance, and someone shouted: "Senior brother, senior brother......"

The prison said angrily: "What to do?" Panicked! ”

It was also a monk who came over, wearing a coarse cloth monk's robe, he gasped and said: "Senior brother, there are four men in the back mountain, saying that they are looking for his young lady, and they are going to break in, but the brothers stopped him, and he is hard under his hands, we can't stop it!" ”

"His young lady?" The prison subconsciously glanced at Sang Xuewei, and had some bad premonitions in her heart, I'm afraid that this girl really has some background?

He said in a deep voice, "Let's go, go and see!" ”

The door was locked again, and the prison hurried away with the lame monk.

Sang Xuewei's nervous mood relaxed slightly, the four of them, it must be Uncle Lu.

In the evening, it was the agreed meeting time, and the four of Uncle Lu didn't see her, so they found the back mountain.

It's good that Uncle Lu is here, they are strong in martial arts, and they will definitely be able to rescue her.

Thinking that these monks would make a drug addiction, she was a little worried. But now she can't do anything.

People in the rivers and lakes are sinister, my father doesn't know how many times he has told her, but she has always felt that with her skills, even if she encounters some conspiracies, she can't help her.

Now, she was so scared that she almost cried.

Musty, dark, isolated, everything unknown......

Fear slowly spread out from the bottom of her heart, surrounding her whole person, that helplessness, that panic, that grievance, made her vision blurry.

At this moment, there was another sound at the door lock.

Sang Xuewei's heart suddenly rose to her throat again.

It can't be those people coming back, right?

She couldn't move now, and she knew exactly whose room she was sent to by that hateful man, and what she was facing.

She stared nervously at the door, and in the hazy moonlight, a man flashed in. She stared at the figure, and the more she looked at it, the more familiar it felt.

The tears that had been choking in her eyes just now finally flowed unscrupulously, and she opened her mouth, but she couldn't make a sound.

Huangfu Jingchen stepped forward quickly, his fingers were forceful, he pinched the rope on her body, and fed her an antidote in her mouth. Fortunately, the mysteries used by those monks are only extremely ordinary, and ordinary antidotes can be solved.

Sang Xuewei burst into tears.

Huangfu Jingchen said in a low voice: "If you don't want to attract people to arrest you again, shut up!" ”