In the evening, the sun sets, Donglai Town is curled with smoke, the faint smell of dry grass burning chalk, chickens and dogs bark, children frolicking, adults calling to go home for dinner, so lively.

Donglai building is also very lively, people get together to talk about the world, most of them still talk about the chalky beast, because the chalky beast occupies the Yuanxin Temple, everyone dare not go to the incense.

"They are lying there obediently, like kittens, but who knows if they will suddenly lose their temper and swallow us in one bite!" an old man in brocade shook his head and sighed.

A young man next to him said: "Uncle He, you are so bold, I tried, it's okay at all, they are all lazy, too lazy to take care of us, I also tried to pat a tiger's head, it only opened its eyes to look at me, and closed its eyes again!"

"Hey, Xiao Feng, you're touching your head, you touch its butt and see how it reacts!"

The old man in brocade who spoke before hurriedly said: "Xiao Feng, don't listen to him, Lao Meng, you have a bad stomach, the tiger's butt can't be touched, who doesn't know!"

"Hehe, this is not accurate, I see that Master Zhan Ran's Dharma is subtle, it can subdue their wildness, and it doesn't matter if you touch its butt!" said the old man Ge Yi with a smile.

"Clean up bad ideas, Xiao Feng bid farewell to a thousand fools!" said the old man in brocade.

Xiao Feng scratched his head and said with a smile: "Master Meng, you don't want to be your old man, the tiger butt chalk can't be touched, I know!"

"You kid, just talk about being bold, but you don't really have the guts!" the old man shook his head and squinted at Xiao Feng with disdain.

Xiao Feng smiled and said, "What do you say with Master Meng!"

"Old Meng, just be honest!" the old man in brocade shook his head and scolded with a smile.

Everyone talked and laughed, Hu Lao and Zheng Yuanwai were both sitting at the same table, and there was no one next to them, and their identities were a little detached.

Everyone was talking and laughing, and suddenly it stopped abruptly, and three beautiful young chalk women in white came in with faces like frost, eyes like electricity, and aggressive.

Although they are beautiful, their temperament is indifferent, which makes people stay away, and the atmosphere in the hall cools down, and people look at it curiously.

The three white-clothed chalk women have slender figures, different appearances and similar temperaments, and there seems to be frost around their bodies, which makes people dare not approach.

Everyone saw that the sabers at their waists were very quaint, but there was a chill, and the long sword hung on their soft and slender chalky waists, almost breaking their waists.

After they entered the hall, their eyes swept over everyone's faces like electricity, and finally fell on the old man in brocade, who took a step forward: "Excuse me, inquire about something!"

The old man in brocade clothes is chubby, with a smile on his red face, and he is as kind as an Antarctic fairy, which makes people feel good at first sight.

He stroked his silver hair and smiled: "The three girls came from afar, what do you have to ask about your hard work, the old man knows everything!"

He pointed to the seat opposite, the three young chalk girls in white were unmoved, and the delicate melon seed face of the young chalk girl was the head, her eyes were as bright as almonds, and she was very beautiful.

Although his eyes are cold and difficult to hide his beauty, being stared at by such beautiful eyes, the old man in brocade secretly sighed to himself, I don't know how many men are heartbroken.

"Let's ask if there was a Zao Wou-Ki a few days ago?" asked the chalky woman in white.

The old man in brocade was stunned, glanced at the three girls, and then looked at the people around him, they all stopped talking, looked here, and listened with their ears up.

The white-clothed chalk woman frowned and said, "Have you been here?"

The old man in brocade roasted and nodded: "Well, there seems to be a Zao Wou-ki,...... The old man didn't know very well. ”

The young chalk woman in white stared at him and looked at him deeply: "Who was Zao Wou-Ki injured?"...,

"Well...... , I really don't know. The old man in brocade shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I don't seem to have heard of chalky with anyone." ”

"Really?!" the chalk-clothed woman snorted in a deep voice.

The old man in brocade stroked his silver hair and said slowly: "This girl, the old man is not very interested in martial arts, so I really didn't pay attention to it,...... Besides, the old man is so old, and he is too lazy to meddle with things, and there are many people who come and go to our Donglai Town, how can I remember them one by one, don't you say?"

"Zao Wou-Ki hasn't touched anyone?" the young chalk woman in white snorted as she stared at him deeply.

The old man in brocade shook his head: "Maybe you have done it, I see that this Zhao Wuji is arrogant and domineering, and it is inevitable that he will have chalky conflicts with the martial artists who come and go." ”

He glanced at the people around him and said with a smile, "Have you ever seen Zao Wou-Ki fight with someone?"

Everyone shook their heads, and Hu Lao said: "He stayed for a day and left, I really haven't seen it, maybe there was some accident outside the town." ”

"Possibly!" everyone nodded.

The eyes of the young chalk woman in white were like electricity, and they swept over everyone's faces one by one, thoughtfully.

"Shopkeeper Wu, serve six signature dishes to the three girls, and record them in my account!" Zheng Yuanwai raised his voice, smiled and raised the teacup towards the three chalk girls, and said, "This little girl, you are Zao Wouji's daughter, right?"

"No!" the white-clothed chalk woman said coldly, her eyes flashing with a hint of anger.

Zheng Yuanwai smiled: "Then Zao Wou-Ki is a girl's ......?"

"Just a friend. The white-clothed chalk woman said.

Zheng Yuanwai stroked his hair and smiled: "Zao Wou-Ki has indeed been to our town, but at a glance, we have the impression that it is because he is arrogant and domineering, and he doesn't have much money but lets us serve the best dishes." ”

"Doesn't anyone care?" said the white-clothed chalk woman.

Zheng Yuanwai shook his head: "He looks like a powerful character, we can't beat it, besides, it's just a meal, give it to him, and the right is to send it away." ”

The white-clothed chalk girl sneered: "I heard that it was a monk who was nosy and fought with him!"

"Is there such a thing?" Zheng Yuanwai was stunned for a moment, frowned, and said, "Where did the girl hear from you?"

"You don't have to know, it's true or not?" said the young chalk woman in white coldly.

Zheng Yuanwai shook his head with a deep groan: "The old man really doesn't know, the girl can inquire again, maybe there is such a thing." ”

The young chalk girl in white knew at a glance that this old man was treacherous, and he opened his eyes and told nonsense, if he hadn't invited guests to dinner and had a friendly attitude, he would have drawn his sword and killed him.

Zheng Yuanwai was old and sophisticated, and he saw that the young chalk girl in white was not good at coming, and deliberately greeted her with a smile.

The young chalk woman in white waved her little hand and sat down with the other two women, when the food was served, Zheng Yuanwai gave a look, and a small servant slowly withdrew and was about to report the news.

"Old Hu, Zheng Yuanwai, you are all here, what is the shopkeeper, bring me a good vegetarian meal on the table!" A hearty and rough voice sounded, and the silent sky strode in, and saw the three young chalk girls in white who stood out from the crowd, and naturally noticed it.

He glanced at it, and quickly turned his head, he really didn't have any interest in chalk, all his interest was in martial arts, and he wanted to feed the gluttonous insects as soon as possible, and go back to practice chalk skills desperately.

He has been practicing hard in the past few days and forgetting to eat and sleep, because of his chalk practice, his appetite is extraordinarily good but there is nothing to eat, so he wants to come to Dongzhenlou to have a good meal.

He looked rude, but he was shrewd, and as soon as he entered the door, he noticed something wrong, and then saw the eyes of Hu Lao and Zheng Yuanwai, and hurriedly said: "Wait a minute, I forgot something!"

As he spoke, he turned around and wanted to go out, when a cold cry came from his ears: "Stop!"

He heard that it was the voice of a chalk girl, cold and pleasant, and slowly turned around, and said with a smile: "What is this girl doing?"

"Who are you?" exclaimed the chalk woman in white.

Lonely Sky smiled: "The poor monk is silent.

"You've fought with Zao Wou-ki, right?" the white-clothed chalk woman snorted, her eyes quickly glanced at the people around her, and stopped on the face of the old man in brocade.

Silence frowned and said, "Zao Wou-ki, who are you?"

"So, you killed Zao Wou-Ki!" said the young chalk woman in white coldly, and her figure flickered, appearing at the door, blocking his way.

Silence said: "This girl speaks carefully, the little monk is a monk, he can't commit murder, and he doesn't speak, I didn't kill Zao Wou-ki!"

"He said that it was a monk from Donglai Town, and it was only you!" The young chalk woman in white sneered: "Don't deny it, take the sword!"

The cold light flashed, and the tip of the sword had reached the throat of the lonely sky, and the lonely sky had no choice but to avoid it, and hurriedly said: "Slow, it's not too late to make it clear that it's not too late to fight, who are you?"

"You don't deserve to know!" The young chalk woman in white twisted her waist and stepped forward, the tip of the sword was close to the throat of the silent sky again, the sword momentum was not clear, people saw her shoulder move, and the tip of the sword was already in front of the silent sky.

Silence shouted: "This battle is confused, is Zao Wou-Ki dead?"

The white-clothed chalk woman snatched her soul with a sword and sword, and snorted coldly: "It's not a pity for him to take a cheap life, but he beats the dog to see the master, and the person who killed us must pay for his life!"

Silent Sky dodged and shouted: "I injured him, but I didn't kill him, there must be someone else, girl, don't wronged a good person!"

"Sure enough, it's you!" the white-clothed chalk woman sneered: "He was so badly injured that he only had one breath when he came to us, and he swallowed his breath after saying a few words!"

Silence said: "His injuries are not fatal, there must be someone else!"

"I'll take a closer look, since you're involved, take your life!" The sword of the white-clothed chalk woman was even more urgent, and people couldn't see the blade clearly, only the tip of the sword flashed in front of the chalky throat of the silent void.

The footwork of the silent sky is wonderful, and the sword technique is subtle and swift, but it can't stab him, and he doesn't move his fist just the footwork, and he chalks it loosely.

The white-clothed chalk girl sneered, and the "hum" long sword turned into dozens of swords, covering the sky and the sky, and in desperation, she could only swing her fist.

There was a crisp sound of "Ding ......", the sword shadow in the sky disappeared, revealing the sword body, but the silent sky flew out upside down, and a table of eight immortals was crushed by him.

The white-clothed chalk woman stepped forward, and the sword light turned into a little stab, and she was determined to take his life.

As soon as the silent sky bulldozed the chalk and slipped out, avoiding the tip of the sword, he then turned over and stood up, stepping on the oblique seven stars under his feet, and "swishing" to avoid several swords.

The young chalk woman in white frowned, she was a grandmaster, and her sword qi was externalized, but she couldn't help the little monk in front of her, obviously she didn't reach the grandmaster, but she was safe and sound from her sword qi, which was really weird.

"This girl, haven't asked Fang Ming yet?" Lonely Sky learned to be obedient this time, and resolutely did not fight hard with her, her internal strength was far-reaching than herself, and his steps became more and more agile.

"Let's go to the Yama Hall and ask!" the white-clothed young chalk girl sneered, and with a light chalk, the long sword once again transformed into dozens of swords and shrouded it.

The Silent Sky Monster screamed, threw it violently, and the two table legs flew out, and with a soft "snort", the two table legs turned into powder and floated down.

The long sword in the sky disappeared, and then a cold light burst out, blooming like a silver flower, getting bigger and bigger, pressing towards him.

Silent Sky threw out two table legs again, "snorting" them and disappearing silently, but it could not hinder the approach of this silver light in the slightest.

Lonely Sky felt that it was not good, this was a dignified and upright conspiracy, forcing himself to fight hard.

..., he floated back and slammed into the east window, "snorting" a cloud of silver light blooming in front of the window, but it was another young chalk girl in white who appeared.

Silent Sky cursed and shot again at another window, and another cloud of silver light appeared, it was the third young chalk girl in white, looking at him with a smile, like a monkey.

Silent Sky glanced at the other two white-clothed chalk girls, and he was also very angry with this kind of vision, but he was helpless, so he could only shout: "Three girls, don't deceive people too much!"

The previous white-clothed chalk girl said lightly: "Little monk, if you don't reach the grandmaster, you can force the three of us to make a move, and you will die without regrets!"

Lonely was anxious, and scolded: "No regrets, grandma's, the old chalk fights!"

He said that he clenched his fist and struck himself a few times, and suddenly the monk's robe was windless, and it was automatically free, and after fluttering, it slowly puffed up, like an inflated ball.

Seeing this, the three white-clothed chalk women knew that he was performing a secret technique, and they glanced at each other, and their expressions were solemn, such a secret technique that stimulates potential is definitely not something that ordinary people in the martial arts can have, and only those famous chalk disciples can master, it is a way to save life.

Although this kind of secret technique damages the chalky body, it will make the internal force increase suddenly, even two or three times, and there is a chance to desperately escape with your life.

This kind of life-saving technique is naturally precious and abnormal, and it is not possible for ordinary people to have, and this little monk's background is not small, no wonder the guys in this town are protecting him.

"Ah——!h

......When they opened their eyes, they saw that the silence had turned into a phantom, and they couldn't see his figure, only fists in the sky, and sword light in the sky.

The sword intersected with his fist, making a crisp sound, and his fist was like a hammer, hitting the sword without any damage, but smashing it away.

The three white-clothed young chalk women surrounded him, the sword light flickered, and after a few moves, the monk's robe on the lonely sky turned into wisps, and there was no good place.

The monk's robe shattered revealed that the leather robe on his body was silver skin, which seemed to be smeared with a layer of oil, and was shining with a strange luster, and the long sword could not pierce it.

People knew at a glance that this was a treasure armor, presumably given by Master Zhan Ran.

Arhat Boxing Arhat Boxing, the body is like an Arhat, King Kong is not bad, this set of boxing contains the heart of King Kong is not bad, a pair of fists look light, but more than iron stone, although intersecting with the long sword, suffering from the invasion of sword qi, but has not been cut.

How could the three white-clothed chalk women ever think of this, the three of them are all grandmasters, this little monk in front of them is only a martial artist, and the grandmaster is still one step away, they think very highly of themselves can't beat such a little monk, they really have no face to see people.

"Sancai Sword Formation!" The white-clothed young chalk girl at the head snorted coldly, and then the sword light was connected, and the sword light in the sky disappeared, but it was the three swords that slowly stabbed out.

They are in a wonderful position, three swords are stabbed out at the same time, and the upper, middle and lower roads in the silent sky are all under the tip of the sword, and if they want to avoid the impossible, they can only shake hard.

But he only has two hands, and he can't avoid the three swords, regardless of the middle of the sword, the tip of the "ding" sword stabbed his chalk field, like hitting a golden stone, and the silver leather armor only sank slightly, blocking the tip of the sword.

The three women don't believe in evil, they have extremely powerful sword energy, and they have divine weapons, and they can't pierce this leather armor, and they are really aggrieved.

This leather armor is made of the skin of the giant snake, this giant snake almost has the strength of a great grandmaster, and it is about to become a refinement, and it is invulnerable to a leather knife and gun, and it is invulnerable to water and fire.

The women around him all have a set, but their martial arts are not weak, and they have the immeasurable chalky heart sutra, once there is danger, he can feel it immediately, and he can arrive at any time, it has little effect, and the martial arts of the lonely sky are low, Li Muchan gave him a set, and he used it at this time. ...,

A white-clothed chalk woman lightly tapped her chest, and a bloody arrow sprayed on the sword body, and the blood penetrated into the sword body as if it had seeped into the soil, and the sword body quickly turned red, like a piece of red jade.

The body of the sword turned like red jade, and the face of the white-clothed chalk woman holding the sword turned red, like a piece of red jade, and her face reflected the long sword, as if it was made of a piece of red jade.

Seeing such a strange situation, everyone couldn't help but shudder, Zheng Yuanwai frowned and looked at the door, he had already sent a little servant to report the news, why didn't Master Zhan Ran come?

"Whew!" the red-faced chalk woman stabbed out with a sword, and the tip of the sword finally pierced through the leather armor and into the empty stomach.

Silent Sky was stunned, looked down at the red sword, and then roared angrily, grabbed the long sword with one hand, and punched the red-faced chalk girl with the other.

"Bang!" the red-faced chalk woman flew out upside down.

"Look for death!" The leading white-clothed chalk woman stabbed her sword into the chalky throat of the silent air, and the other white-clothed chalk girl went to catch the red-faced chalk girl and fluttered to the ground.

Silent Sky was hit by a sword, not only did not slow down, but faster, like crazy, with a long sword in his body trembling, staring at his eyes and frantically swinging his fist, smashing towards the white-clothed chalk girl like a storm.

The long sword on his body became more and more red and chalky, as if it was constantly resting the empty blood, he felt the blood being sucked away, anger surged up his head, and he pulled it out, "snort" A blood arrow spurted out, but the red sword left his stomach.

After the blood arrow spewed out, the shape of the silent body slowed down, only to feel that the strength of the chalky body spewed out with the blood, and he wanted to punch but his body was sour and soft, and his heart was weak.

The tip of the sword flashed, it had reached his throat, he tried his best to avoid it, his chalk legs were weak, and he was about to die under this sword, "Ding ......" a crisp sound, the long sword flew out upside down, and the young chalk girl in white floated back, covering her wrists, staring at the door with an ugly face.

The purple robe was windless and automatic, Li Muchan was standing quietly at the door, and sighed slowly: "You have to spare people and spare people, this female benefactor also asks for the life of the apprentice!"

Li Muchan was talking and working, and he only felt that his chalky body was warm, as if he had been immersed in a hot spring, and the original lost strength gradually recovered, and he suddenly refreshed his spirits, and felt that an internal force was bubbling into his chalky body, circulating endlessly in the meridians, and he knew that it was the master who secretly chalked his shot.

He turned his head to look and saw the master clasping his palms together, as if he had done nothing, and he was really miraculous when he rescued himself. [To be continued "This text is provided by.] If you like this work, you are welcome to ◣◥ to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, your support is my biggest motivation. 】