"Woman, let's be friends."

Chen and Liu became passers-by, the gangsters had been subdued, and there was still some blood on the ground, as well as a centipede that had been shot in the head.

Youlan, who was knocking candy in front of her, sat on a tree and swung her legs casually.

This feeling of lying down to win is very uncomfortable, but it is very comfortable.

Chen Liu went down and looked at the rickety old man who had fallen to the ground, and the beetle of the general also flew to the tip of the old man's nose, confirming that he was the one they were tracking.

"This flower?"

He noticed that between the rickety old man's forehead, another dark blue flower was faintly glinting.

Youlan casually explained:

"I wanted to try him by the way, but I didn't think that there was a ban on him. When it comes to secret information, as long as he asks, his head will explode. I thought that he could blow up, but you two should take him back to the errand, so you sealed him. ”

"No, I want to ask, is it because this flower is dark blue, that you call it Youlan?"

“……”

She was sure that Chen Liu was committing a slut, but he was actually wrong.

The original name of the orchid was not called this name, but ...... Unimportant.

Her current name was indeed decided according to the nature of the spell when she was promoted from the ninth rank to the eighth grade.

The faint blue flowers are indeed the origin of her name.

However, Youlan didn't intend to be teased in vain.

She's going to have a bit of fun, too.

"You said that if I killed you two here, would anyone know?"

Zhang Chun said that it has nothing to do with me!

Chen Liu thought seriously and replied:

"No one should find out. Brother Zhang estimated that the corpse would be exposed in the wilderness, but my little Yuan'er should come to me, and maybe there will be a well-dressed grave. ”

Zhang Chun said, "You can't fucking set up one for me?" Single dog grave not worthy?

Youlan thought about it carefully and said:

"Kill Jiang Yuan too, fry first and then kill!"

"That's a great deal of daring."

"What do you mean......

The offense of the two did not last long, because the old man who was paralyzed on the ground had already woken up.

Zhang Chun went up with a sliding shovel and kicked the old man three or four feet away.

Chen Liu and Youlan rolled their eyes for a while, and after Zhang Chun finished venting, he dragged the rickety old man's hind legs and dragged them all the way away.

The rubble, shrubs, and other sharp, dirty things along the way kept cutting through the body and head of the rickety old man, but he couldn't resist at all when he was sealed.

Of course, a few people didn't care, and he deserved it anyway.

Hundreds of lives, if they weren't still useful, they didn't mind crushing bones and scattering ashes.

……

In the capital, at the pole playing place, Yuan Ping, who had prepared for some time, planned to go out first to see how the person who said he wanted to learn the knife was learning.

Yuan Ping also planned to teach him some practical methods, lest he fail the assessment of the pole beater, but gave his life in vain.

"I remember that he seems to be the head catcher of Jingzhao Mansion...... Check it out. ”

Yuan Ping closed the tattered door, posted a notice on it that was "temporarily closed", pinned a teaching knife to his waist, and walked towards the yamen of Jingzhao Mansion.

At the same time, on the top floor of Qin Tianjian, the old eunuch welcomed two groups of guests one after another.

In front of him is a monk with six pure roots, and he is the only Buddhist master outside of Vulture Mountain who is known as Sanzang.

There are not many of the three unique collections of Vinaya, Sutras, and Treatises in the entire history of Buddhism.

In addition to the Buddha, there are probably only the Buddha from the east of the Eagle Mountain, the Great Wisdom Lingguang Bodhisattva and this Xuanzhen Master, who can be called Sanzang.

"Amitabha, the supervisor of the benefactor, I haven't seen you for a long time."

"Last time, it was the last time."

"The donor is still so humorous."

Jian Zheng didn't have much interest in arguing with Master Xuanzhen, so he went straight to the point and asked directly:

"From Kunlun to here, what happened?"

"Come for the White Lotus Bodhisattva."

Nodding, Jian Zheng naturally knew the relationship between this Xuanzhen Master and that Bodhisattva.

Back then, Xuanzhen made a pilgrimage and wanted to go to Vulture Mountain to meet the Buddha and seek the true scriptures. Along the way, many of the calamities he encountered relied on the White Lotus Bodhisattva to get out of danger.

Although Buddhism pays attention to enlightenment and destruction, it is impossible to forget this kindness.

As for the reason why the White Lotus Bodhisattva was scattered into twelve lotus seeds, Jian Zheng naturally knew about it, but he didn't plan to do anything.

The affairs of Buddhism are not so simple, and there is no need to get involved.

After all, if the Buddha gets angry, it is really very difficult.

"What do you want to do? Nine of the twelve lotus seeds have been captured by Vulture Mountain. The one in your hand won't help either. ”

"The poor monk plans to hand over the lotus seeds in his hand to a destined person."

Master Xuanzhen clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name silently, and then there was an extra lotus seed in his hand that was the same as the lotus seed in the backyard of the Drunken Dream Tower.

Hearing him say this, the supervisor was a little surprised, and asked:

"Aren't you worried that he will give them the lotus seeds?"

Master Xuanzhen nodded, and then slowly sent the lotus seed out of his hand and fell into the muddy pool.

"Can the poor monk ask for a prison to correct one thing?"

"You want me to help you stop Vulture Mountain? That's impossible. ”

"No, the poor monk hopes that the prison will help the donor to survive the future catastrophe. Of course, the poor monk will not let the benefactor act in vain. ”

Master Xuan Zhen took out a golden hoop from his sleeve, returned it into a small ring, and handed it to the superintendent.

Others didn't know, but the prison corrector understood the origin of this thing.

This thing has something to do with the vanishing Dao Venerable!

"Hey, so generous? The one in your house is willing? ”

Speaking of this, Master Xuanzhen had a rare hint of helplessness, but he would not complain about anything, let alone speak ill of her.

The supervisor did not continue to ridicule, and answered Xuan Zhen's request:

"I can only promise you that I will help him within the limit."

Master Xuanzhen didn't care what the so-called limit was, nodded in agreement and thanked him, and then disappeared from the Star Picking Tower.

Before the warden could catch his breath, another man appeared behind him.

"Vulture Mountain, what comes up on the bright side is an Arhat, a King Kong."

"Whatever they are. If a bodhisattva comes, I will take action. ”

"Hmm."

Feng Shuai, who was about to leave the capital, came to the Star Picking Tower for this answer.

The Bodhisattva is a second-class person, if he is not there, and Qin Tianjian does not make a move, it will be quite troublesome to deal with.

Although the Arhat King Kong of the third or fourth grade is also a top master, he does not dare to mess around in the capital, and everything has to abide by the rules.

"You've just returned from Vulture Mountain, and you're going to ...... North?! ”

The supervisor looked ahead and saw something, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

This person is really a persimmon picker and a hard pinch.

"Well, Li Wan seems to have some thoughts. I'm going to see where he goes. ”

"How many people to bring?"

"I'm alone."

Suddenly, the two fell silent.

The Northland is no more dangerous than the Buddha Country.

In any case, the Buddha country will pay attention to some precepts and constraints. The Northland barbarians do everything they can, without any constraints.

Except for some disagreements between the two people, it is not impossible for them to have a personal relationship.

Probably both of them uphold the urge to boil each other to death.

The supervisor was also unwilling to be in command and sink into the sand in the north.

"Here's for you."

The supervisor gave the ring he had just gotten from Hyun Zhen to Feng Shuai.

Although it is not clear what this thing is useful except for banning, since it is related to Dao Zun, it is not something that can be easily broken. Even if it's used as a protective gear, it's like an artifact.

Feng Shuai was also unceremonious and took it.

Anyway, if this thing really happens, Qin Tianjian will be one of the biggest beneficiaries.

"Gone."

The prison guard couldn't help but sigh as he watched Feng Shuai disappear.

Then in the north, how could it be a treasure of Dao Zun that could be left and right?

In addition to the Buddha, the witch god is not good at stubble, not to mention that the northern barbarian is still ......

"Bang!"

While the supervisor was thinking, a loud noise suddenly came from downstairs.

The entire Star-Picking Tower shook because of this.

The general downstairs rushed out of the laboratory where he had just conceived and scolded:

"Which dog thing is blowing up again?!"

"Senior brother, it's me."

Hearing this familiar voice, even the generals felt a chill on the back of their necks, and then slammed the door shut:

"I don't seem to have good ears lately, I seem to hear my best brother's voice, I must miss him too much."

There was a thud, and the door shut.

When the others saw that it was the second senior brother who made the moth, they immediately scattered, and they didn't have the urge to scold their mother.

"Senior brother, what is this?"

"Shut up! Unless you want to fly into the sky on a rocket and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun, don't talk, and don't have too much entanglement with the second senior brother. ”

The crowd remembered the days when they were dominated.

The second senior brother is a wave of sand, his name is literary and artistic, but he is playing with gunpowder, and he is even more cautious.

The slightest thing that says bad about him gives you the feeling of exploding for free.

A few years ago, the second senior brother went into retreat, preparing to break through the mystery of the second grade and make more earth-shattering explosives.

It was precisely because of his retreat that Qin Tianjian was able to live a peaceful life for a few days.

Including corrections.

At this time, the supervisor was thinking left and right, and directly scooped up the waves of failed promotion, and sent him to the direction where Feng Shuai disappeared.

"If you go to the Northland with him, you may find an opportunity to break through."

Although this is casual nonsense, it does make sense.

In this small pond in the capital, you can't raise such a big king.

The barbarians in the north can blow up if they want to.

Anyway, there is only one person in Fengshuai, and he is not afraid of him getting into trouble. A third-grade warlock cub can't do any tricks under Feng Shuai's hands.

"Thankfully, fortunately."

The supervisor also breathed a sigh of relief.

The second disciple, like all the disciples, has an iron head.

He also has a headache on weekdays.

This should be the exchange of the golden ring of Feng Shuai.

At the same time, Chen Liu also returned to Jingzhao Mansion and saw a pole beater who he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Hi...... Brother Yuan......"

If eyes can kill, Chen Liu has probably been ripped countless times.

Yuan Ping knew at a glance that Chen Liu didn't pay attention to his words at all.

A girl in a light green robe on the left, and a girl in a black dress on the right, enjoy the blessings of all people.

"You're good at playing."

"You listen to my quibbles...... Phew, listen to me. ”

Like a husband who was caught raping in bed and dragged away by his wife, Chen Liu said goodbye to his friend and left Jingzhao Mansion with Yuan Ping.

Hanging in the balance.