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Xu Xuan has his own secrets, which are all known to the Xu family, and he often goes out for a period of time without being found, until the appearance of the White Lady, he has not left for a long time, until one day a letter with a gold bowl was sent to the Xu family, Xu Xuan sighed helplessly, and even had no time to explain to the White Lady and left in a hurry. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Xu Xuan, who started to lift the law in his body, had a solemn face, not angry but mighty, his clothes gradually changed, and he became the eight treasure fir most commonly worn by monks, the only difference was that the red robe was so eye-catching, which was something that only the most prestigious people in the temple could wear, and Xu Xuan's black hair gradually withered with the wind.

His face did not move, his footsteps did not stop from the West Lake all the way to the east, came to a temple, after a low Buddha number, the monk opened the temple door, said that the elder is good, he lowered his eyebrows and galloped all the way to finally came to the Daxiong Treasure Hall, in the face of the kind old man, he could only sigh, kneeling on the ground: "I have seen the master!" ”

"You're here? Fahai! The white-eyed monk wearing a yellow monk's robe and a brocade robe looked at Xu Xuan with a happy face, and said: Fahai!

Xu Xuan lowered his head and said softly, "I don't know why the master is so eager to summon a disciple?" You must know that I once said that although I shaved my hair, I did not enter the Buddha's door! Not subject to precepts! Don't hold the positive result! ”

"It's a bit too much for the master to disturb the disciple's purity like this!"

The abbot didn't seem to care about his disciple's earth-shattering words: "If it weren't for the old monk, I saw your talent back then, and crossed you into my door, where would you still be able to get away with it until now?" If nothing else, who can agree to your requests? It's just that something comes to you, and you lose your temper? ”

Xu Xuan was also helpless about this master: "What is the matter with that master?" ”

Hearing this, the abbot's face turned solemn: "Fahai, do you know the strange situation of Jinjiang recently?" ”

"Oh?" Xu Xuan raised his head, and his eyes flashed: "But the recent rainfall?" ”

"It seems that you also feel that not only the West Lake recently, but also the rainfall of the entire Jinjiang River has far exceeded that of the same year, but unfortunately I didn't perceive any means, I later traveled all over the Jinjiang River 30 large and small river veins and finally found something!" The abbot briefly narrated, but Xu Xuan's eyes showed a look of admiration, the head of a temple is willing to travel all over the area for a little possibility, but it can be seen that what he has in his heart is definitely not a selfish desire for himself.

"The Jinjiang River is already mixed with water veins, and the potential of underground water veins is even more terrifying, so the wind and rain have been smooth for many years, even if it is a year of great drought, the water system is not exhausted, but there is a great blessing, there will be a catastrophe!" The phalanx said in a deep voice.

"The underground water veins of the Jinjiang River are already unstable, and more importantly, I have seen the traces of the demon clan's waves in it!"

"What? Demon Clan? Xu Xuan's eyes changed: "Aren't the two parties tending to ease up now?" How could anyone still make a move against the water vein, you must know that if something happens to Jinjiang, the human race and the demon race will not die, and even if the other races in the cultivation world are unwilling, it will definitely be the result of an all-out war!"

"Demon hearts, how can people speculate, and even if there are those sensible demon clans behind their backs, aren't there also some demon clans who disdain it? Have you killed fewer of these monsters in recent years? There are many people in the human race who don't care about the overall situation, let alone the demon race? The abbot said lightly, but he didn't relate this matter to the entire demon clan, and his Buddhist cultivation and his open-mindedness to regard all things as equal were undoubtedly revealed.

"What does the master want me to do? Looking for these troubled demons? Xu Xuan asked.

"The water vein of the Jinjiang River, the West Lake is the main, as long as it is not moving, the Jinjiang River will not have a big event, I want you to guard the water vein of the West Lake at the same time, see which monsters have entered the West Lake, the critical moment! Lawfully kill on sight! The abbot's words were very flat, but that firm tone made Xu Xuan's heart tremble.

"Disciple knows!" Xu Xuan nodded, and was about to leave, but was unexpectedly stopped by the abbot: "You will take the golden bowl with you, without it, I am afraid that your combat strength will be insufficient!" Also, pay attention to looking for a white Jiao that has reached the Jinjiang realm, if I calculate it correctly, it will be the core of the problem! ”

Xu Xuan's soul trembled when he heard the word 'Baijiao', but he suppressed it with the concentration of many years of cultivation, nodded lightly, and slowly walked towards the outside of the temple with the golden bowl, until he left the temple for ten miles Xu Xuan suddenly found that his back was full of cold sweat.

He didn't have time to speed up his pace, and went straight to the West Lake!

This is the turning point of the story of Xu Xuan and the White Lady! It is also the antecedent caused by the abnormal movement of the water pulse of the Jinjiang River that the two predecessors found! Jin Yichan opened his eyes and said lightly.

"Hah!" Two meaningless sighs came from the mouths of the two figures, and the room began to fall silent again.

In the well-equipped presidential suite on the top floor of the Emperor Hotel, Kazuo Yamamoto absentmindedly played with the red wine glass in his hand, and after fighting with Guo Tianyou, his strength has been strengthened, and even the sense of touch on his body has begun to recover significantly, and he can even feel the cold feeling of the wine glass in his hand now, but what makes him more concerned is other things.

There was a soft knock on the door, and a man with a shrewd look walked in and bowed respectfully to Kazuo Yamamoto: "I've seen the president!" ”

Don't look like people are calm at this time, but last night things were done in line with Yamamoto Kazuo's wishes, and his life could not be saved, he was still a little uneasy, but the matter has come to this point, he can only accept it calmly, here to see this is really an extraordinary male son, it is not unreasonable for Yamamoto Kazuo to favor him.

"Did the young lady send it back yesterday?" Kazuo Yamamoto opened his mouth seemingly casually.

"Back to the president, I have already sent it back, and the car driven by my subordinates was sent downstairs to Jiajia Building, and I saw that young lady go upstairs before leaving!" The shrewd man bowed his head and said respectfully.

"Really?" Kazuo Yamamoto said softly, then looked at him: "Do you remember what I told you?" ”

The man only felt as if he was being targeted by the wild beast, and all the organs in his body were shouting to stay away from Kazuo Yamamoto, but he forcibly resisted his body with his willpower, and said tremblingly: "Of course I remember, president!" So I helped you make an appointment with that young lady the day after tomorrow to dine at Lung King Heen in Central!! ”

Kazuo Yamamoto's eyes flashed, and his body retracted: "Oh? Really? ”

The shrewd man was drenched and didn't dare to wipe his sweat: "Of course! Of course! For the sake of the president, I can still do this little thing well! ”

At this moment, Kazuo Yamamoto's eyes flashed, and two sharp teeth appeared in the fearful eyes of the shrewd man: "You are so capable, I can't let you go!" ”

Then, in the extreme speed, the shrewd man had a pain in his neck before he could speak, and then he only felt that his life gradually dissipated with the flow of blood.

In the fog, Kazuo Yamamoto cut his fingers, and a drop of blood flowed down the man's thirsty lips, and after a sharp howl, a man who exuded a good momentum stood up!

Two sharp teeth shining in the sun!

(To be continued.) )