August 23, 2015 at 5 p.m. Word Count 2019

In the last book, when the fog cleared, Nie Feng looked up at the wall clock in the house, just half an hour, all the monks were extremely obedient and went to the meeting on time, but everyone added a pair of masks to their faces, thinking that they had just gone out to buy it urgently, just in case of emergency!

"Okay, don't engage in those little tricks that can't be put on the table, you and I are both martial arts students, so let the two of us compete on top of our fists and feet, okay?" Garuda said as he took off his robe, revealing a big fat body with white flowers, which showed that it was very well maintained. Since the last time he was knocked down by the Tang Emperor, he fell in love with the art of hand-to-hand combat, and found a famous teacher to practice hard for many days.

Qianmin covered her small mouth in surprise, and watched her senior brother slowly step forward with white flesh trembling, I don't know why she didn't use magic weapons, could it be that there was a new breakthrough in the Dao of the senior brother? I saw the senior brother step forward, drag back, squat slightly at the waist, open his palms in front of him, and said: "Let's start!"

Nie Feng shook his long hair and took two steps forward, his face was not without caution, could this monk's starting gesture be the ancient god Bruce Lee's peerless "butterfly step"?

"I'll hit ~~~" Garuda screamed, kicked Lao Gao with his right foot, and went straight to Nie Feng's door, the momentum was like a rainbow, blowing Nie Feng's long hair suddenly, fluttering with the wind, Qian's eyes turned into little stars, wow! Senior brother is so handsome!

As soon as everyone's eyes flickered, they saw Venerable Garuda's vertical horse on the ground, and Nie Feng, who had taken two steps back, seemed to have a smile on his face, Garuda snorted, and he couldn't see his expression, but he felt very painful from the violently trembling white flesh.

The first two monks slowly helped His Holiness up, and Garuda, who had pulled the egg, covered his crotch, and looked back, damn, the left foot that was dragging behind was hooked by a stone crack, and he failed to keep up with his right foot, which led to the tragedy.

Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun only felt that their bodies stiffened and there was no reaction, as if only the consciousness of the whole body was still there, and the other parts had disappeared, and the monks who had been beaten in the morning rushed up, dragging the two of them to the side of the storm and a violent beating, the big mouth and big flying legs seemed to be asking for money, and after about a stick of incense, "Stop!" With Garuda's order, everyone dispersed, and the two of them were already covered in blood, stiffly falling to the ground, their arms and legs twisted irregularly, and they were obviously broken!

Garuda put on his robe, folded his hands, and proclaimed the Buddha's name, saying, "Two donors, if you can change your mind at this time and are willing to return to my Buddha's door, it's not too late!"

Before the two of them could speak, Kong Ci ran out crying, threw himself into the arms of the two, and said loudly: "Husband, let's just promise them, I don't want you to die!" Bu Jingyun couldn't move up and down his body, only the expression on his face was extremely firm, and he said: "Xiaoci, you don't understand, this is the dignity of a martial artist, I would rather die than enter the Western Sect of Laoshizi!"

Nie Feng's long flowing hair had been stuck to a piece of blood, and his face was twisted extremely hideous, and he forced himself to squeeze out a warm smile, and said to Kong Ci: "Xiao Ci, I'm sorry, we don't have the ability to take care of you, can you sing that song to me and your Senior Brother Yun again?" It's the song you sang before you married Qin Shuang and committed suicide that day, it's really good to listen to, listen to it well......

Kong Ci saw that Nie Feng had been vomiting blood, and his mind was no longer very sober, so he hurriedly wiped away the tears on his face with his sleeves, and said loudly: "Senior Brother Feng, I promise you, I will sing, you must hold on and listen!" Bu Jingyun looked at Nie Feng's scene, knowing that he might have broken his ribs and pierced into his heart and lungs in the beating just now, and Senior Brother Feng was afraid that he would die, so he said gently: "Xiao Ci, you sing it, we will die without regrets after listening to this song!"

Kong Ci no longer choked up, lightly opened his lips, and sang slowly: "The drizzle brings wind and dampness to the dusk street, erasing the rain and looking up for no reason, looking at the lonely evening light, is that sad memory." Countless thoughts in my heart again, the laughter of the past moment is still on my face, I hope you will know at this moment, it is my heartfelt voice, I like you, those eyes are moving, laughter is more charming, I wish you again, caress you, that lovely face, holding hands and talking in dreams, like yesterday, you and me. I used to be impulsive with ideals, complaining that it is difficult to be free to fall in love with him, I hope you can know at this moment, it is my heartfelt voice, I like you, those eyes are moving, laughter is more charming, I wish again, caress you, that lovely face, holding hands and talking in dreams, like yesterday, you and me. Every night he walked alone, wandering everywhere, how cold he was, struggling for himself in the past, never knowing his pain. I like you, those eyes are moving, the laughter is more charming, I wish I could do it again, caress you, that lovely face, holding hands and talking in my dreams, like yesterday, you and me. Oh, ah, oh, ......oh,

The poignant singing echoed on the top of the mountain, the three of them were already crying, and all the monks were secretly weeping, even if they were hard-hearted, they were also flesh and blood...... Qianmin Po looked at the woman who was still "oh, ah, oh", her eyes were already confused, she remembered the former him, remembered the lingering time, and suddenly burst into tears. (The author sincerely recommends it, Deng Ziqi likes you, and really makes the author cry)

Garuda was blowing his nose with a tissue in his hand, his nose had just been wiped dry, his eyes were blurry, alternating and reciprocating, and the paper was on the ground under his feet, Garuda really couldn't stand it, turned his back, and said loudly: "It's so touching, go on, kill them!"

At this moment, a black cloth fell from the sky, just covering the heads of Fengyun and Kong Ci, covering it tightly, the golden light in the air suddenly rose, and the monks and the two Venerables were shaken down before they could react, rolling all over the ground, in pain, and a rough voice came: "Don't be afraid of the Fengyun brothers below, we are here to rescue the two brothers!"

I saw thousands of people popping down in the air, the first one was holding a three-pointed two-edged knife, wearing the golden helmet and golden armor of a heavenly general, and the fake roaring dog under his feet was also shining with golden light, and several pieces of armor were almost armed to the asshole, it was the first celebrity under the seat of Emperor Tang: Chief Xie Daguan!

Woo woo, begging for flowers, asking for tickets, begging for stamps, begging for decoration, begging for subscriptions, the author's passion is dying little by little, and he urgently needs the encouragement of readers!