Chapter Twenty-Eight: Fly, You're Flying!

Those Wang Tiehu's followers were all speechless when they arrived here, they didn't know what to say, some people wanted to help Wang Tiehu, but because of Su Moyu's might, no one dared to move.

Su Moyu came to the dumb side and helped her up who was curled up on the ground, and at this moment, a few slow-paced applause suddenly sounded above everyone's heads.

Su Moyu looked up, and saw a young Taoist priest standing on the top of an ancient tree next to him, the Taoist priest was wearing a moon-white Taoist robe, carrying a long sword behind his back, and his left foot was on the branch of the tree, and his body was straight and straight, which was quite a bit of a fairy wind and bones.

"Although the process is quite ugly, the ending is quite exciting. The Taoist priest glanced at Wang Tiehu, who was lying on the ground and screaming in pain, and then turned his gaze at Su Moyu.

When the two looked at each other, Su Moyu suddenly felt very uncomfortable all over his body, and quickly avoided his gaze and asked, "Who are you?"

The Taoist priest chuckled and said, "You don't need to know this, you just need to follow me, and I will let the elders of the Discipline Hall be sent lightly, but whether I can save your life, I can't say." ”

Su Moyu bit her lip and was silent for a moment and said, "Then what if I don't go?"

The Taoist priest tilted his head, still smiling, and said, "Then I'll arrest you!"

Su Moyu gritted his teeth fiercely, he didn't know what to do at this moment, when he looked back at the dumb child, this little girl was also at a loss, thinking about it carefully, he saw Jiang Qingwen going to the toilet, whether it was intentional or not, this is an established fact that cannot be changed, according to her popularity and status in the Xuanjian Sect, how can this matter be good?

You can't beat him, you can't escape, it's better to follow him, you shouldn't lose your life!

Thinking of this, he was just about to speak, but he heard a bang behind him, as if the door had been kicked open with great force, and then a person shouted at the top of his voice: "Noise! Noise! Quarrel early in the morning, ghosts crying wolves, and not letting people sleep?"

When everyone looked back, they saw that it was Cheng Jianxue, the person in charge of the Miscellaneous Service Hall, who woke up with a hangover at this time, and his face was unhappy.

At this time, a group of handymen hurriedly saluted him, but he waved his hand in ignorance, and suddenly saw Wang Tiehu lying on the ground and said, "What's wrong with you?"

When Wang Tiehu heard this, he was busy crying about Su Moyu's broken leg, but Cheng Jianxue frowned the more he listened, and finally scolded: "Yes, shouting all day long to break this leg, break that leg, and now it has been broken, right?" ”

When the handyman next to him heard this, he immediately moved and carried Wang Tiehu away.

Here, Cheng Jianxue walked up to Su Moyu again, frowned and looked at it, and suddenly slashed his hand with a palm, and went straight to Su Moyu's chest.

Su Moyu was startled, thinking that he wanted to punish himself, so he couldn't help but exclaim and dodged back, but his speed was too far behind Cheng Jianxue, and he was hit in the chest by Cheng Jianxue's palm in an instant, but this palm was neither painful nor itchy, but the chill that had been hanging over his heart was gone.

"I don't even know if I'm being targeted. Cheng Jianxue glared at Su Moyu, turned his head to look at the young Taoist priest on the tree, raised his hand and said, "Soul Chasing Eye, which bastard is your kid the apprentice of Xuanjian Liu?"

The Taoist priest on the tree still looked calm, bowed his hand slightly, and replied without humility or arrogance: "Family teacher Renji, junior Dexuan, meet Uncle Cheng." ”

Cheng Jian raised his eyebrows and said, "Yo, there is a mystery in the road number, it seems that your master takes a fancy to you." ”

Dexuan stood in the treetops and smiled without saying a word.

Cheng Jianxue yawned, sat on the ground and said, "What are you doing here?"

Dexuan smiled and said, "The juniors are here to chase the fugitives!"

Cheng Jian was puzzled: "Fugitive, who is the fugitive?"

Dexuan pointed at Su Moyu with his hand and said, "It's him!"

Cheng Jianxue turned his head and looked at Su Moyu and frowned: "Why do you have everything, you say it yourself!"

Su Moyu was embarrassed for a while, and intermittently told how he accidentally broke into the women's toilet and met Jiang Qingwen, and then ran away, but before he could finish speaking, Cheng Jianxue over there was already rolling on the ground with laughter, and it took a long time before he stood up and walked to Su Moyu's side, stretched out his hand and patted his back and said, "Boy, well done!"

"Huh?" Su Moyu was stunned, no matter what he did, he couldn't get this evaluation no matter what he said!

Cheng Jianxue still couldn't hide his smile, turned his head to Dexuan and said, "I know about this, you can go back." ”

Dexuan was stunned for a moment and said, "Uncle Shi wants to personally send him to the Discipline Hall?"

Cheng Jian pretended to be puzzled and said, "Why did you go to the Discipline Hall?"

Dexuan frowned and said, "If he violates the precepts of the sect, he will naturally be punished by the precepts hall." ”

Cheng Jianxue shook his head and said, "Nonsense, why did he break the precepts?"

Dexuan said: "Peeping at a female disciple going to the toilet, isn't this a violation of the precepts?"

Cheng Jianxue smiled and said: "Precepts, you go back and check the precepts, if any of the precepts are written on the words 'The miscellaneous servants of the Miscellaneous Service Hall are not allowed to peek at the female disciples of Tianjian Liu going to the toilet', I will send him to the Discipline Hall." ”

Dexuan is really stupid this time, no matter how meticulous the precepts and dogma are, it is impossible to be meticulous enough to write out this specific reason, the other party is clearly messing around like this!

"Why is Uncle Shi so unreasonable?" Dexuan's face was slightly gloomy.

Cheng Jian pouted and said: "What is the truth? Sweet or salty, I know one, in one acre and three points of land here, Lao Tzu is the truth!"

De Xuan had heard that this Uncle Cheng Jian was a scoundrel, but he didn't expect to be a scoundrel to this extent, he was the best of the third generation of disciples of Xuan Jian Liu, he was held and grew up from the first day he entered the mountain gate, except for the little uncle who grew up in his own generation, everyone admired him very much, and the elders of the sect always praised him, when had you ever met such a rogue uncle?

"Uncle Shi really wants to protect this kid?" De Xuan said coldly with a calm face.

Cheng Jianxue rolled his eyes at him and said, "Yes, what else do you want?"

Dexuan was also dizzy at this time, he had forgotten that the master had warned him not to provoke Cheng Jianxuan easily, and when he saw that the other party was unreasonable, a nameless fire hit the top beam door, and he took off the long sword from behind and said: "Then I'll take him myself!"

As he spoke, a sword qi erupted from the slender sword body, heading straight to Su Moyu's eyebrows, Su Moyu was shocked, but somehow his body couldn't move, he could only watch the sword qi get closer and closer.

At this moment, Cheng Jianxue next to him suddenly snorted coldly, stretched out a short, thick, fat, and black slap, and slapped it on the sword qi like a fly, only to see a flash of light, and the sword qi was shot far away, falling on a pile of rocks and stirring up a piece of dust.

At this time, Dexuan's heart was cold, and he suddenly remembered some rumors about this black fat man, and his hand holding the sword trembled a little.

"Attacking an elder with sword qi, is this considered a violation of the precepts?" Cheng Jianxue clapped his hands and crossed his waist to look at Dexuan on the tree.

Dexuan's heart was furious by his eyes, and when the sword in his hand was thrown, the long sword fell at his feet, and he planned to fly away.

But almost in an instant, Cheng Jianxue's figure disappeared from the spot, and the next moment he came behind Dexuan, only to see him hold the sword at Dexuan's feet with one hand, pull it into his arms and snatch it over, and then volley back to the place, and then threw the long sword to the ground, raised his foot and stepped on it into two, and then crossed his waist and said to Dexuan: "You fly, you fly!"