Chang'an, Zhongnan Mountain, is still the cliff, or the graceful nun.

Behind her, the nuns in white rushed out of the woods with a hurried face on her face, and at the same time shouted, "Lord Zhai, it's not good!"

......

It's still the team heading towards Luokoucang, but unlike three days ago, Bai Mu and Wanwan, who were supposed to be sitting in the carriage, rode together, and ran with the team on the ground.

The carriage in which Bai Mu and Wanwan were supposed to sit and lie down was torn down by the four walls and the top cover, and the place that belonged to them was also occupied by four bald heads tied up by iron cables.

Smelling the seductive body fragrance in his arms, and feeling the softness of friction with the galloping horses, Bai Mu suddenly felt a little grateful to the four bald heads who were stunned by his own feet.

However, enjoyment is enjoyment, it shouldn't be, and it's not a hard place, and Shiraki will also control his qi and blood to avoid congestion somewhere.

"You can't ride a horse by yourself, it's so uncomfortable for people to be squeezed by you!" In her arms, Wanwan suddenly frowned slightly, and Wu Nong spoke softly, which made people feel distressed.

"No! If Bai doesn't take this opportunity to get close to you, a beauty, but rides alone, he will be struck by lightning!" Bai Mu didn't think about it, so he said honestly.

"Are people really that beautiful?" asked Wanwan suddenly lowered her head, as if she was a little shy.

"Of course! In Bai Mu's heart, Wanwan is the most beautiful! If anyone dares to say that you are not beautiful, you tell me, I will strangle it!" Bai Mu didn't want to answer, and then said viciously.

"Since they are so beautiful, can you answer a question?" Wanwan said shyly with her eyebrows lowered again.

"Haha, don't say one question, even if it's a hundred questions, as long as you want to know and I know, just ask!" Bai Mu suddenly laughed, and a "pride" suddenly rose to the sky.

"These four bald heads are looking for evil, if you weren't their opponent, you wouldn't have ended well, and now that they are not your opponents, why don't you kill them?" asked Wanwan curiously.

"You don't like them?" said Shiraki without answering.

"He is a disciple of the Yin Kui Sect, and he is a person in the Demon Sect, how can he like a bald head!"

Holding Wanwan in his arms and listening to Wanwan's soft words, Bai Mu felt an indescribable tranquility in his heart, so in the face of Wanwan's doubts, Bai Mu forgot to answer for a while.

However, Shiraki didn't make a sound, but someone spoke, and just when Shiraki fell into a quiet that he hadn't felt for a long time, a very inopportune voice came from behind.

"Disciple of the Demon Sect, could it be that the master of the White Pavilion is also a member of the Demon Sect, so he will not be so unkind to see the four of us! Amitabha!"

There is no need to guess, there is no one else who can put Ami tofu on his lips at any time except for the bald head, and those who are present are somewhat familiar with Bai Mu, except for Daoxin, who else can there be.

Looking back at Daoxin, who had deep footprints on his face that had ruined the atmosphere, Bai Mu said viciously, "I let you speak?"

Because his hands were tied by iron chains, he couldn't close them, but Daoxin still put his hands together in his heart, and then tried his best to be calm, and said calmly: "Ah ......"

However, as soon as he spoke, he was interrupted viciously by Bai Mu: "I let you speak?"

Looking at the trace of murderous intent flashing in Bai Mu's eyes, Daoxin finally closed his mouth in amusement.

Looking at the closed Daoxin, Bai Mu took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and then said softly to Wanwan: "You don't like bald heads, just right, I don't like bald heads either, it seems that we are really a perfect match!

"You haven't answered anyone's questions yet. Faced with Bai Mu's teasing that he didn't know whether it was true or not, Wanwan couldn't help but feel a beat in her heart, her cheeks were hot, and she quickly changed the topic and asked.

Feeling Wanwan's sudden increase in body temperature, Bai Mu, who didn't get an answer, was not disappointed, and then asked, "Do you know who is the richest in the world today?"

"The Imperial Court?"

"Wrong!"

"Saga Gate Valve?"

"Still wrong!"

"Won't it be the three major forces of Buddhism, Taoism and Demons?" said Wanwan, who had been rejected twice, with a small mouth.

"That's right, that's not right!" Bai Mu nodded, and then shook his head again, "In the world today, the richest people are the Buddha Sect, not the Buddha Dao Demon Three Sects. ”

"Since Buddhism was introduced to Kyushu, how many people have been fooled, how much land and incense money they donated, plus there is no need to pay taxes, generation after generation, the money collected by this Buddhism is probably enough to build a few palaces!"

"Since Buddhism is so rich, what kind of holy monks are these four bald heads, they must be very important to their Buddhism, and you also know that I now have 100,000 mouths under my hands, waiting for me to eat every day, I am poor!"

"And I'm so poor, and the Buddhists are so rich, why don't I use the lives of the four of them to exchange a little money for the Buddhists? Presumably their Buddhists are also very happy! After all, the four of them are too important to the Buddhists today!"

Bai Mu looked at the four bald heads who were gradually waking up, and said without a hint of evasion.

"The four of them are important?" asked Wanwan, puzzled.

"Yes, the four of them are very important!" Bai Mu nodded, "In today's rivers and lakes, Buddhism is the most powerful, there are many innate martial artists, and there are many strong grandmasters, and there are even great grandmasters Ning Daoqigan as a lackey. ”

However, although there are many masters of Buddhism, there are indeed very few bald heads who seriously study Buddhist scriptures, and those who are profound in Buddhism, except for these four people, there is almost no one else. ”

"And if Buddhism wants to continue to expand, it will never rely on force, so these four people who are proficient in Buddhism will be extremely important. ”

Bai Mu said without caring about the feelings of the four bald heads behind him.

"In that case, people are curious, how much are the four of them worth?" asked Wanwan.

"Forty million taels?" The graceful nun looked at the pale nun in front of her, and her body suddenly burst into momentum, and pressed on the white-clothed nun like uncontrollably, and the white-clothed nun's face was even paler.

"Yes...... Yes, Lord Sai, that Bai Mu did not know how we were in the city of Xingyang, and sent people to leave a mouth saying that if we want the lives of the four holy monks, we must prepare 40 million taels ......"

"Alright!" the white-clothed nun looked at the angry lord and hurriedly lowered her head, and said with some horror, but before she could say anything, she was interrupted by the graceful nun waving her hand.

"The four holy monks who can suppress the four great monks who have joined forces to rival the great grandmaster, this white wood ...... Is it because the Hard-Skill Grandmaster is too powerful or has he already broken through to the Great Grandmaster? It seems that compared to Shi Zhixuan, his white wood is a greater obstacle to the great plan of my Buddhism!"

The graceful nun first frowned and pondered, then looked down at the white-clothed nun and asked, "Brother Ning Dao is still in the fast?"

"Back to the Zhai Lord, Senior Ning is still in the back mountain to observe my Zhai Cihang Sword Codex!"

"It's still there, so it's good to ......"

......

Luokou Cangcheng, the city lord's mansion.

In the spacious open space, a handsome young man with a tiger's head chisel and a young man who also held an iron overlord gun who looked a little silly faced faced each other.

Under the two big guns, the dust was splashed, the cold light was shining, and the air sneered under the wielding spear tip, and the two of them danced the guns quickly and with great strength.

Not far away, a big man who exuded the atmosphere of the battlefield all the time above and below his body was also holding a long gun.

The big man looked straight at him, watching the fight between the young man and the teenager, with a look of relief and unwillingness.

Dahan is the only remaining famous general in the Great Sui, Zhang Xutuo.

A year ago, Zhang Xutuo could be described as a victorious general, almost undefeated on the battlefield, and even beat the chaotic Wagangzhai a year ago, and was defeated and retreated.

Therefore, a year ago, his Zhang Xutuo's prestige was in the Great Sui, but he was unmatched in the imperial court for a while, and the dragon's mouth was always hanging.

Until a year ago, he Zhang Xutuo met Li Mi and lost Xingyang.

Now, he should have been on the battlefield, but he could only shrink into a small Luokou warehouse.

Although Luokoucang is the granary of the Great Sui and is the top priority, it is still too small for him Zhang Xutuo.

However, no matter how small Luokoucang is, he Zhang Xutuo must also stay here, this is not only the will of the Holy Lord, but also the battlefield where he Zhang Xutuo and Na Li Mi will fight again.

It's just okay, a month ago, what he Zhang Xutuo was waiting for was not Li Mi, who led the army to attack, but Li Mi's death.

"Li Mi, how can you die, you are dead, who do I ask for the shame you brought me?"

At this time, Zhang Xutuo's heart was full of unwilling shouts.

At this moment, the heavens seemed to hear Zhang Xutuo's unwillingness, and a soldier hurriedly ran in, shouting at the same time: "General, it's not good to ......"