Xiao Yuanshan's pupils shrank, and his mountain-like body stiffened. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Why? Shizi, are you kidding?"

Ma Xiuyuan put his hands on the city wall, just touching a pool of undried blood, and looked up at the east, the sky that already had a bright color, "Yes, the Huangquan Demon Monkey is a monster without a brain, but the strange thing is that my father's poison is solved like this." Old Xiao, don't you want to explain?"

"Perhaps...... Maybe it's the effect of your seven-star demonic energy, right?"

Ma Xiuyuan closed his eyes, shook his head and smiled: "My father is not the poison of the Yellow Spring Demon Monkey at all!"

"Shizi, I'm a little confused about what you said. ”

Matthew Yuan smiled coldly and said, "Okay." Take your time. The first lies are often the easiest to suspect, and unfortunately, my father's coma obviously made the old foxes in the demon camp confused, and some people who had already had bad intentions were also ready to move, this is the scene you Xiao Yuanshan wanted, right?"

"It's a pity that since all the people who followed my father's ambush are dead, why did you tell the story of the demon monkey, including the self-explosion, so clearly in the letter you sent!"

"This ......"

Ma Xiuyuan looked up at Xiao Yuanshan and said slowly: "I'm listening." ”

"This ......"

"If this can't be explained, then you, as a pro-guard battalion, explain why you have notified the monks of the Ten Temples of Guangling in three days, three days, and none of the news that the demons are coming to commit crimes has been notified!"

"This ...... It is very likely that those who are plotting against the prince are secretly intercepted. ”

Matthew Yuan smiled: "This is the funniest thing about this bureau." If all this is true, then the three-day weak female monkey that I casually talked about should not appear as promised! Xiao Yuanshan, a person who doesn't want my father to die, but also wants to exhaust the elite of the Demon Battalion, who do you think I can suspect besides you, the captain of the Guard Battalion!"

Thump!

Xiao Yuanshan knelt down.

"Shizi, things are not what you think. ”

"What's that? You Xiao Yuanshan made the previous questions clear, if this son of the world wronged you, he should forgive you. Ma Xiuyuan felt that the blood stains in his hands were gradually sticky, and some of them were dry, and they clenched into fists, and they punched Xiao Yuanshan's head.

"I don't know how to repent! This punch was fought for the soldiers who died in Hanhaiguan!"

Xiao Yuanshan didn't sway too much, lowered his head and was silent.

"Isn't that quite explainable with your mouth?"

Matthew roared frantically.

He was wrong, he thought that Xiao Yuanshan beside him had always been the honest and upright confidant. Until the time of Gu Yang Dao's trip, he still suspected Zuo Ying and those Jianghu sects that were out of the ghosts.

However, when the Huangquan Phantom Monkey appeared, and then the demon poison of King Guangling subsided, everything pointed at the most trusted Lao Xiao, could this not make Matthew Yuan angry?

He tugged at Xiao Yuanshan's collar. However, in the face of a hill-like Xiao Yuanshan, Matthew is not a little more ordinary, which looks so ridiculous. "What do you want?! Why do you collude with the Flame Demon Sect and kill Guangling!"

"Shizi, Lao Xiao, I swear to the sky, I am absolutely not sorry for the prince, sorry for you!"

"Bastard!" Ma Xiuyuan pinched Xiao Yuanshan's neck and roared angrily, "If I hadn't issued an edict, at this time, the Han Customs would have been broken!"

"Hanhai Customs can't be broken!" a familiar voice came from the corner of the city.

Matthew followed the prestige from afar, saw the figure of the green ant drunkard, and said coldly: "Could it be that Mr. Fei is also involved in this operation?"

"When the prince wakes up, you go and ask the prince. Those people in the right camp of the demon were originally plotting against each other, and they should have been eliminated a long time ago. With the help of the Flame Demon Sect, why not get rid of them?"

Ma Xiuyuan narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Mr. has been at Han Customs, right?"

"The old man has long said that this good deck of cards in the hands of the prince sometimes has to cooperate with us to play. Look at it, did you play a perfect match soon this time?" Sang Xuzi walked up from the city tower, "What should be eliminated has also been eliminated." The old heroes who are inconvenient for the prince to do are now also ancient. ”

Ma Xiuyuan smiled a little miserably, and said, "Do you still want to pay homage to those dead feudal generals?"

"Then it depends on the mood of the prince. But it's not impossible. Although we have no precedent in Guangling, if the prince likes it, even if he gives the dead a king, presumably the prince will have no opinion. Sang Xuzi said lightly.

"The name is right, and the name is right. Ma Xiuyuan turned his head and looked at Xiao Yuanshan, "Even if it is for any purpose, you can't collude with the Demon Sect!

Sang Xuzi put his hands in his sleeves and said, "Isn't it true that Xiao Shizi has been practicing Buddha for a few days and forgetting what his surname is? As long as the result achieves the goal, any means are trivial." ”

"Okay! Mr. Sang taught Xiuyuan a very good lesson today. The smile on the corner of Ma Xiuyuan's mouth gradually turned cold, "Xiao Yuanshan, give you one last chance, either become a monk with me, or, one day, this son will carry your head and return to the head of Hanhaiguan City, and use it to comfort the spirit in the sky!"

Sang Xuzi said with a smile: "Xiao Shizi still has such murderous intentions when cultivating Buddha, how can he preach?"

"Shut up!"

Lao Sang's face instantly became gloomy, if it weren't for Ma Xiuyuan being the prince of Guangling, he would have died under his hands at this time.

"Say!"

Xiao Yuanshan was sweating, and today was a heel. If you don't shave your degree, even if the prince can keep him now, what about the future? Thinking of a Buddhist Bai Xiaosheng vowing to take his head, I am a little frightened when I think about it.

His throat rolled and he hesitated, "Shave ...... Tonsure. ”

"Amitabha, good, good. ”

Matthew Yuan had an extra razor in his hand, which was as thin as a cicada's wings.

The system must be excellent.

Ma Xiuyuan ignored the few people standing on the side, and the razor in his hand swiped on Xiao Yuanshan's head.

"One knife to save oneself, one knife to save others, the past life and the present life, cut off the red dust. ”

When the words fell, Ma Xiuyuan shaved off Xiao Yuanshan's big beard, looking like a shiny ball of meat. He struck three times with his razor on Xiao Yuanshan's bright heavenly spirit, "Virtue lasts forever, and the magic book is always strong." Thou no Dharma, Myozan. ”

There was a snap, like thunder.

Xiao Yuanshan's eyes widened, but the cloudiness and ruthlessness in his eyes had receded, and he became humble and polite.

"Disciple Miaoshan, I have seen Master. ”

The green ant drunkard on the side hunched his waist, his eyes full of shock, "Xiao Yuanshan, what kind of fame are you doing!"

Matthew Yuan chuckled, razored, shaved his hair and converted. Buddhism said that it was meant to cut off the red dust and the world, and to cut off the roots, and this razor really cut off people's grievances and hatreds.