After the old monk in cloth knew that he had been tricked by Jiuyou, he was angry and angry, and his old face was as red as a monkey's ass. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Jiuyou squinted his eyes and glanced at this guy, for fear that he would die if he didn't get angry and his blood vessels exploded.

If you want to gamble and lose, what you say counts.

"I lost, and I apologize to you. "Jiuyou doesn't drag the mud and water, saying one is one and two is two. Although he had the intention to fix the old bald donkey, he would never fail in the matter of betting.

The old monk in cloth choked when he heard this, and felt that he couldn't go up or down in one breath. The clenched fist didn't know if it should be released, Jiuyou admitted defeat and apologized for abiding by the gambling agreement.

However, why does the old monk in cloth just feel resentful in his heart?!

"No! this matter can't be left like this!" the old monk in cloth was angry after all, and shouted loudly.

If this matter spreads, maybe the world will laugh at him, and the face of Baosha Temple will be lost to him.

The old monk in cloth couldn't tell the truth, he always felt that he had suffered a loss, and he didn't give up.

Jiuyou raised his eyebrows, and listening to his tone, he knew that this old guy would not give up easily. Naturally, he didn't go politely when he spoke, and asked with a smile, "Hmm, what do you want?"

"You kid is a big ghost, and you don't learn well at a young age. I had to let the old man discipline and discipline you, so that you can remember it for a long time. The old monk in cloth showed his eyes and gritted his teeth and said.

"Do you want to be ashamed?Want to make a move on someone who doesn't have any soul power at all?!" Zheng Er shouted with an unhappy look on his face as he looked at the old guy.

"The old man doesn't care, the kid will take it!" The old monk in cloth shouted and shouted regardless of the old man.

Everyone's faces changed, and Jiuyou stood in the middle of the field, and the oncoming pressure was huge. The overwhelming momentum of Mount Tai shocked him back a few steps, only to see the old monk clasping his fists on his chest, rushing forward, and a golden Buddha light came out of his body.

Suddenly, the figure of the old monk expanded several times, and under the golden shroud, it was like the Buddha coming to the world. More than ten steps away, the old monk blasted out with a punch, and went straight to the Nine Shadows Gate.

Seeing this, Zheng Erqiao's face was shocked, she didn't expect the old bald donkey to say that she would do it, and immediately shouted, "This girl is here to accompany you to fight!!"

A ghostly light came out of his hand, Zheng Er's figure was phantom, his feet turned again and again, divided into numbers, weirdly dodged the golden fist, and rushed towards the old monk in cloth with the ghostly light.

The old monk was alarmed, and he noticed it the moment Zheng Er made a move. At that moment, Jiuyou, who was no longer in charge of the standing in the field, immediately withdrew his fist, turned his fist into a palm, and pushed it out with one palm, blocking the ghostly light.

Clang!!

The roar of the metal impact shook everyone's ears, and Zheng Er clenched the dagger and stabbed the huge golden palm fiercely. However, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't penetrate a single bit.

The big palm shrouded in golden Buddha light seemed to be made of real gold, and there was no scar at all in front of Zheng Er's rare blade.

The two touched each other, and immediately burst out with a string of bewitching red light.

"Drink!" the old monk in cloth had a slightly gloomy face and shouted.

I saw that the exposed half of his arm instantly burst into small snakes and wriggling green tendons, and blood and soul power were agitated in the meridians.

Rumble!

A huge burst of power was transmitted to the face, and the golden palm that was stalemate with Zheng Er suddenly exerted force.

Bang!

Zheng Er snorted, knowing that something could not be done, he had an idea, his feet lightly touched the ground, and he flew backwards violently.

At first glance, everyone thought that Zheng Er was hit hard by the old monk and flew away.

In fact, the old monk hit the air with one blow, as if he had punched the cotton with all his might, his strength did not disperse, his chest was sullen, and his face immediately turned from red to black. A mouthful of blood stuck in his throat, and he swallowed it hard.

Slowly, it all happens in a flash of light.

Jiuyou supported Zheng Er, who was retreating violently, and pulled him behind him. Zheng Er was unwilling to stop like this, and was about to step forward to fight again, but was glared at by Jiuyou's sharp eyes.

"The young master is so fierce!" Zheng Er said in a whisper, but he didn't dare to take another half step forward.

At this moment, Qili Xiang walked over and tapped the back of Zheng Er's heart with one finger to heal her wounds. Jiuyou glanced at Qili Xiang gratefully, which can be regarded as thanks. Then he turned his head and stared coldly at the old monk in cloth.

"Are you looking for death?!" Jiuyou's tone was cold, and there had never been a moment when he was so angry.

After tracing back to the source, Jiuyou's memories before the age of six have already been remembered. Zheng Er is his closest little girl, growing up together, playing together, Jiuyou treats her like a sister.

It hurt this old monk!

"Hmph! It's up to you?!" the old monk in cloth glanced at Jiuyou, who had no soul power fluctuations, and said coldly.

The old monk was disdainful on his face, but his heart was extremely shocked, he didn't see that a little girl beside this young man was so ruthless. If he hadn't reacted very quickly just now and stopped saving him in time, I was afraid that he would have been killed in one move!

Thinking of this, the old monk's vest couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Although the realm of the old monk in cloth is much higher than that of Zheng Er, his murderous intent is not as good as Zheng Er, and besides, he does not take the two of Jiuyou in his eyes at all, and his shot is only three points of strength.

Jiuyou's eyelids narrowed slightly, and a harsh aura instantly erupted. Interlace your fingers with your hands and clench your fists in your chest.

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded behind Jiuyou.

"Just healed the scar and forgot the pain?"

The tone was cool and heartwarming, like a magic sound, which instantly sobered up Jiuyou's feverish brain.

As she spoke, Qili Xiang took small steps, stepped forward, and stood between Jiuyou and the old monk in cloth. She glanced at Jiuyou, who had gathered her breath with satisfaction, and was quite satisfied that this kid would not completely lose his mind because of anger.

Who hasn't had a youthful and frivolous time, as long as they can keep their hearts, these are not a problem.

"Master, I respect you as a high-ranking monk of Baosha Temple, so I call you a master. But that doesn't mean you can be presumptuous at Mirror Lake!"

The scent of Qili incense is getting colder, and the tone is still fresh and elegant. It came into the ears of the old monk in cloth, but it was like a thunderclap, this, this, this momentum, could it be that she was already a powerhouse in the realm of the Heavenly Tribulation?

The old monk in cloth looked at Qili Xiang like a fairy with a dull gaze, still shocked by the momentum that erupted on her.

"Let's go, one last time, I can't save that person. "Qili Xiang coldly ordered the eviction.

Suddenly, the old monk in cloth had an old face that was blue and red, and he was ashamed of himself. At this moment, he wanted to dig a hole in the ground and quickly escape. Today, his old face is all lost!!

"Hmph! You're just a person who can't be saved when you die!

The old monk in cloth clothes put down a cruel word, turned his head and left, not daring to stop for a moment.

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