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The river flows eastward, and the light boat beats the horse. The full-text ad-free novels are all in the biquge.info of Aishang Novel Network [bubble! Book 'it! Surpass. Speed! More. The two of them, on a small boat, went straight from Wuchang to Hangzhou. Different from the rushing against the current, this road down the river is indescribably leisurely.

Tell some anecdotes about the rivers and lakes, talk about martial arts, watch some mountain scenery and customs. Drinking fine wine and tea, tasting fresh mountain and river delicacies. He let go of strife and turned away from sorrow.

After a few days of journey, I finally came to the end, and the moment I saw the Hangzhou wharf, the two of them couldn't help but have a nostalgic mood in their hearts, and they only hoped that this journey could be longer.

But both of them are not ordinary men and women, they look at each other, they smile heartily, and each buries the faint feelings of these days to the depths of their hearts, perhaps, for them, in a few years, it will be a warm memory.

Perhaps because he was unwilling to get rid of the mood at the moment and return to this noisy world, Mengyuan did not immediately go to the semicolon in Hangzhou, but accompanied Pan Youdi all the way. Quietly experience the charm of this water town in the south of the Yangtze River and paradise on earth.

It is also a very coincidental time, coinciding with the edge of the West Lake, the Dragon King Temple Fair, there are rehearsals along the way, all kinds of hawkers, juggling, tricks, and the surrounding area of the West Lake is crowded.

In front of the Dragon King Temple, there were several monks, knocking on the wooden fish, chanting Amitabha Buddha from time to time, and in the sound of Amitabha, the box in front of them was full little by little.

When it was Mengyuan's turn to pass by, he suddenly remembered something, took out a gold ingot with two taels, and put it in the merit box.

"Amitabha, the two donors, please stay, look at the two donors, please sit inside, although the small temple is small, the temple is quite effective, why not try to ask for a sign, ask what the future is. The monk's eyes lit up and he bowed.

"Okay, let's go ask for a sign." Pan Youdi nodded.

"Okay, okay, donor, please come in." The monk smiled happily.

Although this temple is not big, but the incense is prosperous, the incense smoke is full in the main hall, and the good men and women of all parties are crowded together, and it is very lively.

The two lit sandalwood and saluted to the gods and Buddhas one by one, Pan Youdi had something on his mind and did it quite religiously, as for Mengyuan, he accompanied him while scanning his eyes around, as if he was looking for something.

Walking to the place where the sign was asked, Pan Youdi gently shook the sign holder and shook out a sign, but before he could pick it up, he heard the sound of a low fight coming from the inner hall.

She hesitated for a moment, didn't pick up the stick, but followed Meng Yuan and ran quickly towards the hall.

"You nun has no reason, we don't know each other, why do you use such shoddy methods against me?" Zhu Cui smashed the tea bowl in his hand to the other party's head. While gathering his true anger, he asked angrily at the other party.

On her side, Xinfeng had fallen to the ground unconsciously, and a celadon tea bowl was shattered on the side.

The two of them had been living in the semicolon for several days, and they had been fine, and they couldn't help but get bored. Hearing the commotion outside, the master and servant went out to visit the temple fair.

The two of them are beautiful and richly dressed, so they are naturally the objects of attention, and when they arrived in front of the Dragon King Temple, on a whim, Xinfeng, the girl, also brought yì to draw lots.

After worshipping the Buddha, a monk in the temple said that the two of them were unspeakably expensive, and it happened that the golden-faced monk was in the temple to observe the Dharma and protect the Zen, and wanted to meet the two.

Wearing a golden crown on his head, gold leaf on his hands, golden nails on each of his ten fingers, a golden mask on his face, and a golden robe, he sat upright, almost identical to a god if not for the glittering of his eyes.

When the golden-faced master saw the second daughter, he said a few words of Zen, so he ordered the maiden to serve tea on the side, but Xinfeng turned pale after drinking tea, and the tea bowl in his hand was shattered. He also collapsed in his chair, unconscious.

Zhu Cui also felt dizzy for a while, knowing that she had drunk medicated tea, but she only drank one sip, and second, she had internal strength, and she had also reached the situation of entering the house.

"Hehe, don't worry, this tea just allows you to sleep for an hour, after all, in Lord Cao's place, you are worth more money alive than dead." The golden-faced man took off his mask, revealing a thin middle-aged woman's face, and looked at the middle-aged nun who came to serve tea, "Ciyi, you go and wait for the princess to sleep." ”

"Obey" The nun bowed, flashed in front of Zhu Cui, and used a grappling technique to grab Zhu Cui's shoulders.

"Get out of here" Zhu Cui lifted her spirit, and slashed over with one palm, but was shaken away by the nun.

The nun is the right-hand disciple of the golden-robed woman, her skills are not low, and it is too easy to succeed, so she can't help but underestimate Zhu Cui, the princess of golden branches and jade leaves, and after avoiding Zhu Cui's palm, her hands are strengthened, like a pair of bird claws to grab it.

Zhu Cui sneered, but she was ready to give this nun a powerful blow, and the palm she split out earlier was actually a false move. I saw her body squatting slightly, and her other hand was raised, like an orchid, blooming. At the same time, the slashed hand clenched into a fist and struck the female Niermen like a hammer.

The flower in front of the nun was all Zhu Cui's raised palm shadow, and she knew that it was powerful, but the two of them were so close that they could dodge.

The golden-robed woman on the side also underestimated Zhu Cui's strength, seeing that she mistakenly accepted the ** she had deployed, she was also happy to let her apprentice practice, seeing this at this time, she snorted angrily, and her body rushed out of the air.

"Good Guts"

The golden-clothed woman was still in the air, and she heard a scolding, and in the flickering cold light, a flying knife came straight to her side, the knife wind was fast, and it obviously contained a strong internal force.

She didn't dare to slack off, she withdrew the palm that slapped at Zhu Cui, and waved her right hand sleeve to wrap the flying knife. With a grasp of his left hand, he grabbed the nun by the back, threw it high back, and threw it out. Even so, Zhu Cui's punch fell on the nun's forearm, and with a bang, that arm hung down, obviously broken.

The woman in gold looked angrily, but saw a young man in a gray cloak and black clothes, holding Zhu Cui in his arms, looking at her with an angry face. Beside him was a woman in black with a light veil on her face.

"It's you." When Zhu Cui saw the comer, she breathed a sigh of relief, the power of the medicine surged, she leaned back, and fainted.

Carefully placing Zhu Cui's body on the chair, Meng Yuan took a step forward, facing the woman in gold, and a strong killing intent rose from his heart like an angry sea.

"Qingxia Sword Master Li Miaozhen, you are so bold." Sensing the anger of the young man beside him, Pan Youdi also took a step forward, and the two of them turned into horns for each other, firmly locking the opponent.

Li Miaozhen's face was pale, and the qi machine emitted from the woman's body had already made it clear that she was a strong enemy no less than herself, but what really scared her was the young man's eyes, indifferent, cruel, as if looking at a dead person, although he didn't release the qi machine like that woman, but just stood there, as if it was a knife, and the blade of this knife was facing him.

"Amitabha, the two of you broke in like this, aren't you afraid that the Bodhisattva will blame you." Although she was worried in her heart, the middle-aged woman known as Li Miaozhen did not panic, but cheered up her spirits and blamed her.

"Sister, please take care of them." After confessing a sentence in his mouth, Meng Yuan sneered: "Li Miaozhen, you are very bold, really big, even our people dare to move, I think you really don't take us seriously." ”

Only then did Li Miaozhen notice that Zhu Cui's front chest was actually wearing a small jade owl brooch, while Xinfeng's was orange, and on the young man's chest, it was a blue owl emblem.

"Xiao Ji, hum, I know that you are not small, but do you know that they are Qin criminals, and they are the people who Lord Cao of the inner factory wants. Give them to me with understanding, and for the sake of the same people in the rivers and lakes, I will not report to Lord Cao that you harbored the Qin criminals. Li Miaozhen said without showing weakness.

Meng Yuan nodded, and said coldly: "Li Miaozhen, that's a good point, it seems that in the past few years, the prestige of the Unhappy Gang has been forgotten." Very good, then start with you, and see if the majesty of My Paradise Island is still there! ”

"What are you talking about, Bule Island, Xiao Ji, it turns out that Xiao Ji is Bule Gang." Li Miaozhen's face changed greatly.

"Yes, those who dare to touch us dare to threaten us, you are killing yourself." Meng Yuan took off his cloak and stretched out his hands like a crane, spreading its wings.

"White Crane Drying Wings"

The most common move, but Li Miaozhen knows what kind of character this pose represents, a person called the Demon King.

"If Gao Li is here, of course I am not an opponent, but you are just a junior, and you dare to speak wildly." Li Miaozhen laughed in her mouth, but she didn't dare to open the style carelessly.

Meng Yuan didn't wait any longer, he had already pounced, a few days ago, Gao Li fought with Shao Yizi, so that Meng Yuan, who had reached the consummation realm of the Hundred Bird Palms, completely mastered this mastery. At this time, in the room, his drunken golden crow was inconvenient to perform, but he used this set of kung fu that mastered the essence of the gods.

Not with hands, not with feet, but every part of the body, is the source of strength, heaven and earth are a furnace, itself is a universe, the whole body, as a whole, the air that gushes out of all parts of the body, like a gust of wind tightly wrapping itself, lifting one's body, like a bird flying in the air, every blow, is the strength of the whole body. That kind of impact, which can smash the qiē in front of you, is the famous mastery of the white crane Gaoli, and the palm of a hundred birds.

In Li Miaozhen's eyes, the young man on the other side seemed to have become a big bird, sometimes with the elegance of a crane, sometimes with the ferocity of an eagle, sometimes like the piercing of a falcon, and sometimes like the dexterity of a swallow...... It's not like I'm fighting with a person, I'm fighting with a giant bird.

Five times, ten times, Li Miaozhen was actually suppressed by such a fierce offensive as soon as she came up, but she struggled to support the impact again and again, each time it became heavier and heavier, and she seemed to be able to hear the moaning of her own bones. And his own counterattack, the powerful qi machine, just rushed him away.

Ciyi groaned, put the unbroken hand into his arms, and touched a Bodhi bead, which is a kind of hexagonal bead, infused with internal force, and it is also a very fatal thing to hit people.

"I advise you not to move, or I won't mind killing you." Just as she was about to make a move, the black-gauzed masked woman had already stared at her, and then, under the hood, a gas machine colder than ice water was under the hood, and she suddenly didn't dare to move. She had felt this power in her master, and the woman in front of her was more powerful than her master!

"Oh no, he's trying to kill me like this." Looking at the cold face passing in front of him, Li Miaozhen finally understood Meng Yuan's intentions. She was now like facing a sledgehammer that kept flying, and each blow carried part of the force of the previous blow, and the later it went, the heavier the blow became. That weird and dexterous bird-like body style constantly draws beautiful arcs, but this grace brings death.

took another blow from Meng Yuan, Li Miaozhen didn't know how many times this was the first attack, but this time, it made her chest hot, and a mouthful of blood spurted out like this. She fought desperately to suffer internal injuries, took a blow, and finally held a long sword in her hand.

"Hmph, you still have some brains. However, it was already too late. Meng Yuan's voice, like a death proclamation, sounded in her ears. The person in front of him suddenly folded in the air like a fish in water, and in his raised hand was a long knife.

Li Miaozhen was unwilling to be restrained, a scream came out of his throat, and the long sword brush in his hand swirled out three clouds of sword light, called "Three Rings and Moon", and twisted towards the figure in the sky of Mengyuan.

In the midst of wild laughter, Mengyuan's long knife swirled, sparkling with sword light, and his body suddenly split into four.

When Li Miaozhen's long sword shattered the three figures, Meng Yuan's true body had already arrived in front of her.

It was a rainbow-like sword light, which overshadowed the sword.

Li Miaozhen looked at the golden headless corpse that fell to the ground in shock, it was so familiar, this was the last thing she saw.

"Master," the Ciyi nun screamed in grief and threw herself behind Mengyuan.

"Why are you doing this?" With a sigh, Meng Yuan turned around, and at the same time, a ring of sword light lit up.

"Ding, the mission, the rescue is complete, rescue Zhu Cui, Xinfeng, get 1000 Jingyuan points, and a yellow-level fate plot."

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