Chapter Ninety-Six: The Worst Suffering in the World Is Helplessness (Ten Thousand +
Loud voices.
Qin Shu felt indescribable palpitations in an instant.
Like a little beast that bred into the mountain and forest beasts head-on, the beasts looked at him greedily and walked away as if nothing happened, but the desire for the flesh and blood of the little beast in his bones made the little beast panic and anxious.
"Brother Qin, what's wrong? I look like you're worried about something. The children of the eunuchs around him understood a lot about words and expressions, and asked triedly.
Qin Shu shook his head, and suppressed the feeling in his heart, he couldn't tell them that he was frightened by a stranger, right?
"It's okay, I suddenly remembered Master's instructions and thought about it more. β
A few other people smiled lewdly: "Brother Qin has too many big things to do, too nervous, after going back, send a few beautiful women, Brother Qin relaxes well, and everything can be left behind." β
Brother Qin showed impatience: "Haha...... I hope I can see the beautiful lady of Jinlu City tonight. β
"Alas, Brother Qin put 10,000 hearts into his stomach, the beautiful girl I prepared for Brother Qin is absolutely of high quality, the poem says, as soon as the spring breeze and rain and dew meet, it will win countless in the world, Brother Qin is the spring breeze, and the beautiful girls are the rain and dew, you turn over the river and the sea, and the world is envious!"
As the personal disciples of the Great Xia National Master, the future is limitless, and they, the children of the eunuchs and wealthy merchants of Jinlu City, are eager to prepare more treasures and beautiful girls to give to Qin Shu.
It is best that Qin Shu brought back to the capital to honor the national teacher, and the forces represented by a few people, Qin Shu just mentioned it casually.
One day, the national teachers remembered them on a whim, and threw down some steamed dandruffs, then thank God.
"Sycophant. Qin Shu thought about it, the world is so big, the rivers and lakes are so far away, how can you meet the big people so easily?
Zhao Que hid all his breath, stood on the eaves with his hands in his hands, looked at their group, and walked in the other direction.
Muttering.
"Qin Shu, the personal disciple of the national teacher, although he is not more important than another personal disciple of the national teacher, but he has excellent qualifications and enjoys a good reputation in the rivers and lakes. β
Qin Shu once helped the Criminal Department handle a big case, which involved several major sects in the rivers and lakes, and Qin Shu's case became famous and famous.
He shook his head.
Zhao Que has never been optimistic about this kind of small flower that has been carefully cared for and raised.
There is a gap between him and Long Tiewei, who was just killed, and Xue Weihong.
Although Long Tiewei is a direct subordinate soldier of the Son of Heaven, there is a dragon and a crouching tiger hidden in it, however, he has not participated in the war for a long time, and he mostly deals with some cases that are easy to make.
There are no absolutes in everything, when Zhao Que was in Xisai, he heard that several great masters of Long Tiewei once killed more than a dozen gangsters who wanted to sneak into the palace.
Turn around, like a civet.
Jump off the roof.
After this episode.
You might be able to get a good night's sleep tonight.
It's been a lot of ups and downs.
The rivers and lakes and the imperial court were mixed together, surrounding Zhao Que heavily, and he didn't want him to take a good rest and take a few more breaths.
Since Long Tiewei tracked him down in Jinlu City, with Long Tiewei's tossing strength, a Long Tiewei appeared, and there must be a team behind him.
"Damn, the secret department, the embroidered messenger, and the dragon Tiewei, you have to let me die, right?" Zhao Que scolded angrily.
His enemies are really generous in the capital, and the three official offices that can't be splashed with water and oil can't be spilled are like fingers, saying that whoever is going to kill him will come, if there is no instruction from the Son of Heaven behind him, who will believe it?!
The more Zhao Que thought about it, the more he felt that it was not a taste, so he immediately took a long detour, stood in front of a vendor selling wontons, and said in a low voice: "In my name, write a letter to King Yu and ask him, if he has lost power, why have so many people in the imperial court come to kill me recently?"
"Guest officer, our wontons are delicious and not expensive, don't you really want a bowl?"
Zhao Que waved his hand with a smile, turned his head and left.
Disguised as a vendor, Tong Yu, waited for Zhao Que to leave for a while, quickly cleaned up the stall, and went to write a letter according to General Zhao's order.
Not to mention Zhao Que, even Tong Yu and the others wondered, didn't the imperial court plan to let General Zhao live? Wave after wave of attacks and killings, endlessly, if you want to say, why bother, directly in the name of the Son of Heaven, mobilize 100,000 troops, and wipe them out.
Arrived at the inn.
The shopkeeper who kept vigil smiled and waited until he was close.
"Guest, do you want to have some supper?"
words, not to mention flattery.
Zhao Que thought for a while and ordered a bowl of wontons, "Put more dried shrimp." β
"Okay, don't worry, our wontons are a lot of dried shrimp, as well as sea vegetables sold from the seaside, hey, you eat a spoonful of it, it seems to be catching the sea." β
"Go quickly, go quickly, as long as it's delicious, the tip is indispensable for you. β
"Small, on behalf of the whole family, thank you for the great kindness of the guest officer!" Xiao Er's tone was sincere and his expression was respectful.
Zhao Que found a table, sat down, poured a bowl of water, and poured it into his stomach.
It's cold.
Such a bowl of cold water made Zhao Que's mind suddenly sober up a lot.
"Could it be a long-sleeved fold?"
Recalling Zhao Sui's every move, according to his knowledge, he suspected that the magic power she was carrying was a long-sleeved fold that was rarely circulated in the world.
The magic power of long-sleeved folding, Zhao Que has never seen it, but according to the rumors of long-sleeved folding, it can be judged a little.
Long-sleeved good dance, true qi intermittently, once the enemy, such as the river and the sea, overwhelming, gushing.
Or words.
When it is quiet, the true qi is hidden in the limbs and hundreds of remains, warming and nourishing the essence, and when it moves, the sky is thundering, and the thunder pool is shaking the world.
The long sleeves are folded, the long sleeves are folded, and when the supernatural powers emerge, the face will remain forever, and the youth will die until he dies, but his life will be lost.
The martial artists with long-sleeved folding powers are all short-lived, but they are also youthful when they are dying! Some people envy them, and some people avoid them!
This is even more inexplicable than the eight-phase dragon python.
The eight-phase dragon python has a glimmer of hope to solve the backlash, and the long-sleeved fold has no hope.
"The wontons are here! Guest, use it slowly!"
Xiao Er hurried over.
Zhao Que took the spoon, ate a wonton, and scalded his mouth.
"Uh-huh, good, delicious, reward, take it. β
"Thank you, guest! Thank you, guest!"
Zhao Que asked for some vinegar, and the wontons were vinegared, which was just right for his appetite.
It's just that Zhao Sui has long sleeves, which is just his guess, with his current martial arts realm, he can detect a rough idea, and if he goes deeper, he can't see it clearly.
However, Lu Qingchen's innocence is at the beginning, as one of the four great supernatural powers of Confucianism, which makes Zhao Que extremely interested, and he looks at Lu Qingchen, and it seems that there is no curse or hidden danger caused by supernatural powers.
Confucian supernatural powers, hidden by the school palace, the rivers and lakes are not described in detail, and the long sleeves are folded, common in rumors.
Xiao Er took the invitation and went and returned.
"Guest officer, the Yinhan Dart Bureau has sent an invitation, inviting guests from all over the world to witness the marriage of the young president, I don't know if the guest officer will go?"
Zhao Que swallowed the wonton and turned his head to look at the appearance of the invitation.
The Yinhan Dart Bureau is rich and rich, and the invitations distributed are beautifully styled and gilded.
Take it.
Open it and take a look.
The head of the young dart is named Nie Kun, and the lady he married is called Liu Gantang.
Zhao Que accepted it.
"The marriage of the young president's dart, the characters with heads and faces in Jinlu City will go, right?"
Xiao Er replied as a matter of course: "Of course, the Yinhan Dart Bureau is the face of our Jinlu City, don't say that the rich family, even the state pastor and assassin history of Nanyangzhou, you have to go to the cheers, the head of the Yinhan Dart Bureau, Master Nie, we don't know anything else, we know that everyone is spreading, Master Nie is not the top three martial artists in Nanyangzhou, the top five must be there." β
Zhao Que said with a smile: "Such a lively field, I have to go, I came out just to increase my knowledge, now it's okay, the marriage of the young general dart, I have to increase my knowledge." β
"Where's the guest officer?"
"From Bluestone City. β
"Oh, Bluestone City is far from here, but it's not close. β
"Yes, I've been at home for a long time, so let's have a look, don't treat people stupidly, Yelang is arrogant and has become a frog at the bottom of the well. Zhao Que picked up the bowl and drank a few mouthfuls of wonton soup, as Xiao Er said before, the wontons in the inn were fresh and a little salty.
"I heard that at the marriage of the young president's dart, there are strange things to perform, if it is not small, you still have to work in the inn, and you also want to go to the party. Xiao Er's eyes lit up and he said enviously.
Zhao Que burped, pushed the empty bowl away Xiao Er, Xiao Er cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and wiped the table with a rag.
"This Yinhan dart game must have deep roots in the local area, right?"
"Not only the roots are deep and leafy, in addition to the government, it belongs to the Yinhan Dart Bureau, how many people in our Jinlu City rely on the dart bureau to eat!" Xiao Er hugged the bowl, "At the beginning, the little one was also working in the dart game, but unfortunately I was too lazy to do and gamble, so I let the dart bureau be dismissed, and when I was dismissed, I gave a small four taels of silver, saying that it was the living expenses before finding the next guy." β
"According to what you say, the Yinhan Dart Bureau is in Jinlu City, or is it not an inch?"
"Yes, anyway, it seems that the Yinhan Dart Bureau is the people's food and clothing parents than the Qingtian Lord. "Little two hundred plus praise.
Zhao Que smiled and didn't say a word.
The meaning of food and clothing parents, Xiao Er may not understand it, and use it indiscriminately.
To say, the people are their food and clothing parents, how can they put the cart before the horse, Yinhan Dart Bureau and the official master have become the people's food and clothing parents?
Get up and look around the inn.
There were a few tables of guests, drinking and laughing.
The night was dark.
"You're busy, I'm going to rest. Zhao Que walked straight back to the room.
Xiao Er asked behind him, "Do you want hot water from the guest officer?"
"Don't!" Zhao Que waved his hand.
Push open the door.
Lie in bed.
There was a thought that lingered in my mind.
Will Ma Hechuan go?
However, when he killed Ma Hechuan in front of everyone, he also had to make a fuss.
What about Nalan Changhui?
As a member of the Nalan family in the capital, even the disciples of the national teacher have gone to Jinlu City, look at that, she is also participating in the marriage of the young president, will she go?
If the two bump into each other, what should they say?
Miss Nalan, I haven't seen you for a long time, have you ever been okay?
Zhao Que smiled helplessly.
The Nalan family bet left and right, and did not hesitate to let Nalan Changhui protect Ma Hechuan all the way, the abacus in their hearts crackled, and it was very crisp!
With the Nalan Changhui that Zhao Que knew, she must have been reluctant in every way, and it was difficult to get her way, but so what? The Nalan family is deeply involved in the capital, how many old protΓ©gΓ©s, and how many masters on the rivers and lakes hope to saddle the Nalan family? Nalan Changhui has been difficult to say a word since he was selected by the Nalan family.
Zhao Que thought so.
Perhaps, in the past few years, Nalan Changhui is no longer the person he has befriended? Is it possible? Of course there is. It's just that her character wants to become like this, and I don't know what huge twists and turns she has experienced.
Ma Hechuan has a period in the future, and he is infinitely optimistic about today's officials, and the cabinet elders are also blue-eyed to him, don't look at it now, he is just a left servant of the ministry, save enough qualifications, and wait for the big man above him to move his position, he can fly 90,000 miles above the clouds and become a hot big man in the imperial court.
Zhao Que killed this person!
Coincidentally, Lu Qingchen also wanted to kill him.
As soon as Zhao Que mentioned Ma Hechuan, Zhao Sui's eyes changed, and her careful thinking was true and easy to guess.
With a wave of his hand, he extinguished the oil lamp on the table and slept in his clothes.
The starlight and moonlight spread through the window on the floor, and everything was quiet, occasionally bursting out with a quarrel or two, a dog barking, and then falling into silence.
Zhao Que fell asleep unconsciously.
I dreamed of wearing armor and covering my face, leading thousands of barren sand ghosts to ride and kill the enemy.
At that time, there was a proverb in the Hanshan Dynasty that ghost riders were not more than 10,000 and 10,000 were invincible.
Although the number of barren sand ghost riders has long exceeded the scale of 10,000 people, it can be seen that the Hanshan Dynasty is afraid of barren sand ghost riders.
Every ghost rider is carefully selected from thousands of soldiers, with infinite strength, all have martial arts, and the war horse under the seat is even more selective.
Now the leader of the barren sand ghost rides, Shi Jingang, the war horse ridden, can be called a priceless treasure, the black horse is like black satin, the oil is shining, only the four hooves are as white as snow, such a war horse, it is not a problem to travel thousands of miles a day, carrying a heavy armor of Shi King Kong charged, unstoppable.
The Cisse soldiers are called kicking snow crows.
And his war horse is called a thief.
The physique is strong, thousands of miles apart, and the temper is first-class and violent, extremely difficult to tame,
When bidding farewell to the general, Zhao Que also left the thief in Xisai and entrusted it to a loyal henchman to take care of it.
Probably dreaming of his war horse thief, Zhao Que smiled at the corner of his mouth.
Although the thief is extremely difficult to tame, it was once tamed, loyal and brave to protect the master, extremely humane, heart-to-heart with the master, and bloody and brave on the battlefield, extremely rare.
The thief got it, it was Zhao Que who went to the horse farm in Fengshahe Prefecture, on a whim, galloped on a horse, and saw the thief on a grassland, and felt that it was really a good horse.
When taming, even he was already a half-immortal in the world, and it took a whole day to tame it, and then an old man in the horse farm, when he saw this horse, suddenly exclaimed, this horse may be the legendary Pegasus thief!
Witching hour.
Suddenly, a woman's cry for help came from outside the window.
The dream was interrupted, and Zhao Que opened his eyes vigilantly.
The groggy head is instantly awake.
Push the rear window open slightly.
Outside the window is a not narrow alley.
By the light of the stars and the moon, I saw two people hurrying around the corner of the alley, one of them carrying a sack, and the sack struggled violently, and the man held on to it firmly to prevent it from falling.
I vaguely saw that the two were wearing Buddhist clothes, that is, the monks' robes that the monks wore every day.
Zhao Que thought for a moment, pushed open the back window, jumped into the alley, and chased in the direction in which the two of them were walking.
Black lights blind fire.
The temperature is extremely cold.
You can feel the cold when you step on the ground.
Only by the light of the stars and the moon can we discern the way forward.
Those two people did a really good job.
Zhao Que heard the woman's screams for help again.
When chasing after them, only their shadows could be seen.
Maybe the two of them sensed that someone was chasing them, and the speed was even faster.
Zhao Que flew off the wall, knowing that the two of them were by no means easy, and directly held the sound of the sound.
The two of them seemed to be going out of the city, and they were extremely familiar with Jinlu City.
In order to get rid of Zhao Que who was chasing him, the road he chose was winding and turning, and it was very easy for people to get lost.
Zhao Que wrote down their breath, and fell into the three realms of the middle of the mountain more or less retained this ability, although the faint was almost negligible, but Zhao Que could still chase them.
to the city walls.
One person guarded outside, one untied the flying hook hanging on his waist, hooked the city wall, clamped the woman in the sack under his armpit, pulled the rope with one hand non-stop, climbed up the wall, and was agile, three times five divided by two, and went up.
"Quick!"
The person guarding the man, hearing Zhao Que's inadvertent sound, felt a chill in his heart, and secretly said, this person's light skills are so powerful!
No longer stop, grab the rope, grab the edge of the wall a few times, retract the hook, and follow the former in one direction, lower your body and run.
Zhao Que arrived near the city wall, jumped up, and slashed into the wall like a knife cutting tofu, with a short force, Zhao Que stepped on the wall, jumped high, grabbed the battlement wall with his left hand, and came up easily.
After looking left and right, he saw a black shadow that was rapidly moving away, and immediately chased after him.
Chase some distance.
They are getting closer and closer.
The two of them jumped over the corner tower lightly, deliberately making a noise.
Instead of jumping out of the wall, they jumped off the wall again and fled into the dark alley.
"Who are you?!" The soldiers in the corner tower rubbed their sleepy-eyed eyes, and happened to see Zhao Que approaching at a gallop.
Zhao Que ignored it, slashed his neck with a knife, the soldier's eyes were dark, and he fell forward, in order not to make a sound, he instantly grabbed the soldier's shoulder and slowly put him down.
Just a moment's delay.
When he jumped off the wall and looked around, there was no sign of the two men.
The breath that Zhao Que could track also made a gust of wind blow dissipate without a trace!
It's just that the woman's hysterical whining, Zhao Que's ears moved slightly, and she heard a little, her mouth should have been gagged by something.
Approach cautiously and quickly.
Not far away is the Golden Buddha Temple, which has become famous in Jinlu City in recent years.
The huge black shadow of the main hall, standing in black, makes people palpitate to see.
Zhao Que's pace slowed down slowly, sticking to the wall of a house, and he faintly heard the conversation inside.
"Senior brother, why did you make such a big mistake and didn't block her mouth, and almost let people chase her. β
"Oh, don't mention it, senior brother, I thought I knocked her unconscious, so I didn't think about plugging her mouth, I never expected that this little woman would be so tenacious and wake up halfway. β
"Just once! Next time, remember! Don't make a mistake again. β
"Hehe, don't worry, senior brother, by the way, we should get rid of that nosy person, right?!"
"I must have gotten rid of it, we are jumping up and down like this, unless the great masters of the three realms in the middle of the mountain can use their breath to follow the good kung fu of the map, otherwise it is impossible for the martial artists of the six realms in the world to catch up with us. β
"That's right, if it was a half-immortal in the world, with the light skills of our senior brother, we would have been caught up a long time ago, how could we get here safely! Senior brother! Hurry up, junior brother can't stand it, let's take the little lady to practice!"
"Look at your monkey urgency, the furnace that the senior brother and you caught is left for you, today a female pilgrim is willing to sacrifice her mortal body for the senior brother and make offerings for cultivation, this beautiful little lady, let you enjoy it exclusively." β
An oil lamp was lit.
One fat and one thin, two monks.
The little lady in the sack, her hands and feet were tied, her mouth was stuffed with a white cloth, her eyes were teary, and she looked at the two lewd monks in despair.
The thin monk's eyes lit up: "Hehe, senior brother, can you let me take a look at the 'kind' female pilgrim?"
The fat monk pushed him and scolded with a smile: "What do you think? Don't you have a cultivation furnace?"
"Hey, senior brother, you can't hide it from me, don't choose the furnace ding for your cultivation, don't be beautiful, don't be thirty years old, don't be fat and thin, since you can let the senior brother agree to be included in the room, it must be a superb female pilgrim!
After the thin monk finished speaking, he didn't wait for the fat monk to reply, and went straight out of the room.
The displeasure on the fat monk's face flashed, and he pulled him back, and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, since the junior brother is interested in female pilgrims, the senior brother will leave her alive tonight and give it to you tomorrow for fun." β
The thin monk suddenly clapped his hands happily: "What the senior brother said must be?"
"Bah, when did Lao Tzu lie to you?" the fat monk shrugged, helpless.
After hearing this, the thin monk was overjoyed in his heart, and pushed the fat monk out: "Senior brother, you go to practice, junior brother is going to play hide and seek with the little lady." β
"Well, remember to deal with it cleanly afterwards, don't be careless, save people from discovering the horse's feet, don't say that we both have to be implicated in the temple!" The fat monk touched his bald head and went to another house in the house.
After the thin monk closed the door, he bent over, rubbed his hands, and put his eyes on the little lady's delicate face unscrupulously, and said with a lewd smile: "Little lady, when you go to the temple with your parents to offer incense, I will notice you, you are really a beauty......!
Regardless of the little woman's pedals, the thin monk's hands seemed to be two iron claws, easily grabbing her ankles, and then pulling out the sack that only exposed her head.
The little woman was caught off guard and rolled to the floor.
Looking at the thing in her palm, the thin monk squatted beside her, and said with a smile: "Originally, I thought that the senior brother and I shared another furnace, but I didn't expect it to be given to me, little lady, don't struggle, no one will come to save you, unless Da Luo Jinxian is in the lower realm." Don't be afraid, little lady, wait a minute, I will make you like a cloud and a bliss...... If you don't die, the little lady will love this feeling. β
The little woman turned her head vigorously, her eyes full of tears, all of despair.
"It doesn't matter if you're afraid, which woman, the first time isn't afraid, the little monk, will be gentle. The thin monk made her sit half-sitting on the edge of the bed, and the next moment she had to take off her clothes.
But.
Before my hand could touch it, there was a knock at the door.
"Senior brother, what's the matter?" the thin monk turned his head impatiently, but he didn't get bored at all.
The knocking on the door didn't stop because he said a word.
Keep ringing.
The thin monk stood up and said secretly, could it be that Senior Brother has something to tell me in a hurry?
"Senior brother, wait a minute, I'll open the door. β
However.
As soon as I opened the door.
Da Yin Xi silently slashed at the thin monk's head, almost slashing straight down, and his whole person was almost split in half!
Zhao Que used a little true qi to block the blood.
At his feet is a thin monk who is miserable in death, and he is untouched.
Zhao Que looked at the little woman, about sixteen or seventeen years old, a good age.
It's just that for some reason, when I saw her, I actually remembered Xu Dongrong? She was also sixteen or seventeen years old Maohua.
"I'll take you home when I'm back. Zhao Que shook off the blood of Dayin Xisheng and did not tear the white cloth from the little woman's mouth.
Once she makes a sound, she may be frightened, and she may scream and shout, disturbing the fat monk, and it will not be good.
The thin monk Xiaoyin's martial arts cultivation in the lower realm was caught off guard and was immediately slashed by Zhao Que.
And the fat monk's martial arts cultivation in the lower realm is a bit tricky, but it's not a problem.
Zhao Que still chose to attack and kill.
It's easier!
Exit and close the door gently.
The little woman's eyes widened, and panic replaced despair.
Seeing the withered petals and withered branches and leaves, she was about to be sad about the spring and autumn, and saw with her own eyes that the living person was almost split in half by a knife, and she was completely frightened, and she was left to sit in place in a daze.
Listening to the conversation between the two lewd monks, Zhao Que turned the river and the sea in his heart, this matter is by no means simple, dig deeper, maybe you can find out a string of evil monks!
Dare to rob the people's daughters in Jinlu City here, as a double cultivation furnace, such a hurtful thing, they will not be punished heavily!
In the house where the fat monk was, there was a sound that made people blush and heartbeat.
Zhao Que was not a stunned boy who didn't understand anything, so he snorted coldly and knocked on the door.
"Who!!" The fat monk suddenly shouted angrily, his tone full of boredom.
The fat monk turned to Yixiang, there are only two people in this house, he and his junior brother, it can't be the little lady who was captured, right?
"Senior brother?" he shouted questioningly.
The knocking on the door continued.
Knock knock, knock knock......
Broken!
The fat monk climbed down and hurriedly put on his monk's robes: "Senior brother, wait for senior brother to put on his clothes, and then open the door for you." β
In the past, when I was practicing, my junior disciples would never disturb me.
And knocked on the door and didn't speak, according to the senior brother's urgency, he had already said something.
For now.
It must be the one who tracked down their brothers.
"Come on, come on, junior brother, are you okay?"
The fat monk showed his ghost-headed broadsword, full of true qi, poured into the knife, and he slowly walked three feet behind the door.
"Senior brother, you come closer, before opening the door, senior brother has something I want to say to you!" the fat monk pretended to be relaxed.
I saw the dark shadow outside the door getting closer and closer.
In a split second.
The ghost-headed broadsword was surging with true qi, slashing at the black shadow outside the door.
Wooden door, torn apart.
Broken all over the ground.
But the dark shadow outside the house is good.
The fat monk looked fixedly.
I only looked at my own ghost-headed broadsword and let a long knife block it.
It was a handsome young man with starry eyebrows.
Draw back the Devil's Head Broadsword.
The fat monk jumped out of the way and asked coldly, "Who are you sacred?
Zhao Que was surprised that the fat monk was so alert and not fooled.
"Hmph, I'm going to ask who you are? Killing good women and using them for cultivation! It's so overwhelming! Do you really think that there are no people in the world who can control you?!"
The fat monk looked at the young man who suddenly appeared with full vigilance, and the yin owl asked, "You killed my junior brother?"
Zhao Que stepped into the room and glanced at the woman on the bed, her face was extremely pale, her eyes were distracted, her breathing was weak, and the fat monk had become like this in a short period of time, and he secretly blamed himself for being late.
"Don't look at it, picking yin and supplementing yang, she won't live for three days. "The fat monk doesn't care.
Zhao Que let out a breath, and the killing intent was suddenly endless.
The fat monk took a step back in surprise, it was the first time he had seen a character who fed a murderous aura!
"Dare to ask Your Excellency's name?"
I know that this kind of person can't be provoked, don't look at the other party's martial arts cultivation is not as good as yourself, this kind of person treats the realm as a child's play, and when he fights, he can't escape his life, it's hard to say!
Zhao Que grinned, and said instead: "Your junior brother was indeed killed by me. β
The fat monk was speechless for a while, and immediately made a decision, whether he could beat it or not, try it first, and then say, if not, he took the female pilgrims as hostages, didn't he come to save them?
Saying that it was too late, the fat monk took a big step, shook up the ghost-headed big knife, as if waving a mountain, and smashed it towards Zhao Que.
"The strength is good, but there is too much dead energy, and I can see at least four flaws. The head is off, even if you smash the walnuts, you can't smash it accurately. Zhao Que moved half a foot horizontally, not caring about the fat monk's seemingly murderous knife.
The fat monk's death door is wide open.
Zhao Que approached easily.
"Stubborn resistance, unrepentant self-destruction, you can't leave your whole body today!"
The fat monk suddenly roared: "Why are you talking so much?"
Withdrawing the slash in the air, the knife technique went straight and slashed at Zhao Que who was close in front of him.
Zhao Que has a flexible body and no worldliness, and he is by no means like a martial artist of the Six Realms of the world.
Da Yin Xi was silent, found the gap, slashed at the fat monk's thigh, and went deep into the bone marrow.
Zhao Que didn't want to kill him outright, dealing with this kind of evil demon monk, it was not a thousand cuts, it was cheap for him.
The fat monk's ghost-headed broadsword seemed to be meaninglessly slashing the air.
And Zhao Que left on him, at least a dozen deep wounds.
The fat monk is not an opponent after all, and even the strength to hold the female pilgrim hostage is rapidly lost.
Zhao Que blocked the path between him and the female pilgrim and asked, "You want to use her to threaten me?"
The blood soaked the monk's robe, the fat monk gasped for breath, the wounds on his body made him painful, although the real qi was there, but it was a big chaos, and now he was struggling to walk a few steps, let alone fleeing for his life.
did not answer Zhao Que's question.
The fat monk dropped the ghost-headed sword, knelt down for Zhao Que, and immediately wept bitterly and said: "Master! The little monk has gone astray! He knows that he is guilty! Please let the little monk go, the little monk will definitely stick to the temple rules in the future, and never do evil again! Worship the Buddha quietly! Worship the Buddha quietly!"
Zhao Que sneered: "Are you a monk of the Golden Buddha Temple?"
"Yes, yes, the little monk is the monk of the Golden Buddha Temple!" The fat monk endured the severe pain all over his body and kept kowtowing to Zhao Que.
It seems that Zhao Que is the Buddha he respects in his heart.
"How many evil monks like you are in the Golden Buddha Temple?" Zhao Que asked coldly.
The fat monk raised his head and looked up at him: "It's just me and my junior brother, a master! Listen to me, in fact, it's not that I have the intention of doing evil, it's all my junior brother who got a book of evil art that collects yin and replenishes yang out of nowhere, forcing me to practice with him, and the little monk has no choice but to fall into the evil way! You know right from wrong, you must know that the little monk is controlled by others, and he can't help himself!"
Zhao Que looked down at the fat monk, even if he fell into such a situation, he still showed a fierce light in his eyes, looking for a good opportunity to turn defeat into victory every moment!
"Alas, the world is a sea of suffering......"
"Yes, what the master said is that the world is a sea of suffering!" said the fat monk.
Zhao Que asked rhetorically, "Do you want to continue to live through the sea of suffering?"
"Ask the master to give the little monk a chance to reform himself!" the fat monk kowtowed to Zhao Que again.
Zhao Que has made up his mind to kill, even if the fat monk says the flowers, he will have to die today.
"You stand up, you don't have to kneel. β
As soon as I heard this.
The fat monk was full of joy, could it be that this master was moved by his pretense?
He glanced at the ghost-headed broadsword.
But Van Gogger promised to let himself go, and when he neglected to take precautions, he desperately burst out with all his strength and killed him with one sword.
Just stood up.
Da Yin Xisheng was dazzled.
The fat monk's body is like a firework with blood.
Waiting for Zhao Que to stop behind the fat monk with a slight panting.
The fat monk's whole person was shattered in an instant, and pieces of meat rolled to the ground one after another.
"A thousand dollars, no more, no less. Alas, falling down the three realms of the mountain, just a trivial matter, also made me feel tired. Zhao Que shook his head and sighed.
Turning back to look at the piece of flesh whose it was, he said, "May you fall into the eighteenth layer of hell, and you will never be able to turn over." β
Take a few breaths.
He walked over to the bed and tested the female pilgrim's breath.
There is no help.
The female pilgrim turned her head slightly, looked at Zhao Que as much as she could, and said intermittently: "You...... How dare you kill...... Kill the master, you ...... Will you ...... You're going to hell!"
When she was miserable, she was also surrendering to the side door of her faith.
Zhao Que was speechless for a while.
I don't know if I should pity her, or admire her.
The hardest part of life is dragging mud and water?
Fart.
The hardest part of life is being helpless!
He turned away.
I vaguely heard that the female pilgrim lying on the bed cursed him viciously.
Go back to another house.
The little woman's mood stabilized somewhat.
Zhao Que walked past the thin monk who was almost split in half, squatted in front of her, and saw her retreat in panic, but she was leaning on the edge of the bed, where could she retreat if she retreated?
"I'm here to save you!"
"You see, I killed the thin monk, and then I killed the fat monk. β
Although he was bloodless, he exuded a bloody aura.
She nodded with tears in her eyes.
Zhao Que reached out and tore off the white cloth that was stuffed in her mouth.
The little woman was drowning, not bloody, and took a few deep breaths greedily.
Zhao Que untied the ropes that bound her hands and feet one by one.
Helped her to her feet.
During this time, the little woman did not say a word.
Zhao Que asked, "Can I carry the girl on my back in Xia?" I'm worried that there are their accomplices nearby!"
She nodded with a sob.
Zhao Que was half-squatting, she climbed onto Zhao Que's back and hugged his neck.
Open the door to the house.
He poked his head out and looked left and right.
It's pitch black.
No one.
Zhao Que chose a direction and galloped away.
The little woman had never experienced such speed, even if she was galloping on a horse, was she? besides, she had never ridden a horse.
"Thank you...... Thank you. β
The farther away from the Golden Buddha Temple, the safer she felt.
was finally able to muster up the courage to bow his head in Zhao Que's ear and thank you.
Zhao Que buried his head and ran wildly.
Killing two demon monks didn't lose much of his strength.
The two martial arts disciples were loose and their moves were clumsy, so killing them was simple.
However, if they are ordinary people, they can only be left to the village.
"You don't have to see outside, I'm a martial artist, slaying demons and subduing demons, as it should be. β
She replied shyly: "Hero, my name is Qiao Nuan." β
β......β
The sky in the distance was white, Zhao Que looked at it, retracted his gaze, slowed down his pace, and the Golden Buddha Temple was faintly invisible.
Walk through an alleyway that is still pitch black.
The house dog heard the footsteps and barked like crazy.
After a long time, he replied: "Miss Qiao, Zhao Que is polite." β
β......β
The air in the early morning seemed to have been washed by mountain spring water, there was no bloody breath, Qiao Nuan's unbridled breathing, like returning to the world from hell, the joy of rebirth suddenly exploded in her heart.
Zhao ...... Zhao Daxia, how did you get kidnapped by the villains?" Qiao Nuan had ten thousand questions in her heart, and carefully picked and selected, she chose a question as big as Jin Lu City.
Zhao Que turned around, he could only see half of her face, it was very beautiful, he smiled: "I am an immortal who secretly ran down to the fairy world and planned to help the world and the people, do you believe it or not?"
"Believe! As long as Zhao Daxia says, the little woman will believe it!" Qiao Nuan affirmed.
"Haha...... It's not so mysterious, I live in an inn, and when I heard your cry for help, I came to save you. Zhao Que smiled.
There are already vendors yawning and fiddling with stalls in the market, ready for the day's business.
The commercial markets in Nanyangzhou are far more open than those of other large states, and although there are a few cities, there are still many rules.
"By the way, I forgot to ask you, where is your home?"
Qiao Nuan said the name of the alley that Zhao Que had never heard.
"You better point in the direction, I'll send you back, don't let your father and mother worry too much. He smiled warmly.
Qiao Nuan was behind him, feeling him laughing, shyly retracted his head into his neck, and after thinking about it, she was affectionately carried by a man she had never met, and at this moment, her whole body was hot like a fire, and her head was blank.
"Miss Joe, Miss Joe!"
"Oh, oh, Zhao Daxia, you, you go over there......" Qiao Nuan really mustered up the courage to say like a mosquito.
A vendor saw Zhao Que carrying the little woman on his back, and said, "Send people home?"
This means something.
Zhao Que laughed: "The sister below, my foot is broken, and it hurts all night, and I plan to send it to the pharmacy for the doctor to see." β
"Be careful later. β
Qiao Nuan couldn't understand the words of the vendor, and smiled at him.
"Zhao Daxia, how is she?"
She?
Zhao Que knew that Qiao Nuan was referring to the female pilgrim in the mouth of the fat and thin monk, and replied: "I went late, she died." β
"Alas......" Qiao Nuan sighed heavily.
When she arrived at Qiao Nuan's house, Zhao Que put her down.
"Miss Qiao, it's rude. Zhao Que clenched his fists.
Qiao Nuan's face was as red as Zhao Xia in the east at this moment: "Where is it, Zhao Daxia sent me home quickly in order to save me, that's it!"
"The rivers and lakes are far away, you and I will not pass by! By the way, tell Ling Zun everything about tonight, if you can, don't live in Jinlu City, it's a big deal to leave, but they find clues, and then find Miss Qiao, it's not good." β
Qiao Nuan was afraid for a while, and nodded heavily: "Zhao Daxia, can the little woman do something for you?"
Zhao Que was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "See you soon." β
With a wave of his hand, without waiting for Qiao Nuan to stay, he jumped onto the eaves and walked away in an instant.
The hero doesn't ask where he comes from, and the hero doesn't ask for anything in return!