"However, although he blocked that palm, it only dissolved ninety percent of his strength, and Ben Hou also suffered some internal injuries..."

With that, Yongsheng Hou shook his head and sighed.

Beside him, seeing that Hou Ye was fine, his hanging heart finally let go, Ye Yuxuan cried with joy, and hugged him excitedly.

Ever since the assassin attacked, he had been worried about him in his heart.

Then he fought hard to block the sword for him.

Until now, I put my heart down and cried with joy.

Ye Yuxuan didn't know that this weirdo who thought that he was not close to people and should not be close to people had actually quietly entered her heart!

"Alright... How long are you going to hold Ben Hou?"

After a while, being held by the other party, there was a burst of daughter's fragrance from the tip of his nose, Yongshenghou raised his eyebrows and asked indifferently.

Hearing this, he noticed that he was a little out of shape, and his pretty face turned red, Ye Yuxuan immediately pushed the other party away.

"Uncle Sima, go and ask for a doctor!"

Then, looking at Tong Lao, seeing that the other party's expression was pale and his shoulders were dripping with blood, Yongsheng Hou frowned slightly, and hurriedly commanded.

"Master Hou, the old man is fine, your injuries..."

Holding the iron rod in his hand, looking at Hou Ye's injured palm and arm, Tong Lao responded with a concerned expression.

"Hehe... It's all skin wounds, which are not worth mentioning compared to the battlefield back then..."

Hearing this, he waved his hand, and Yongsheng Hou smiled indifferently.

Beside him, he nodded, and Sima Yin immediately went to tell the maid to go out of the house overnight to find a doctor!

After all, it was just a matter of turning the danger into a disaster, if he left the Hou Ye's Mansion and the enemy went back again, it would not be good!

"By the way, Uncle Sima, tomorrow, on the order of Ben Hou, I will dispatch the silver-clothed guards of the Killing Hall to guard the Hou Ye's Mansion day and night..."

After Sima Yin instructed the maid, Yongsheng Hou ordered with a solemn expression.

Now the enemy is so bold that he dares to assassinate at night!

Just in case, the Hou Ye Mansion must strengthen its precautions!

"Okay! Tomorrow, the old man will go to the Killing Hall..."

Nodding, Sima Yin received the order.

It didn't take long for the maid in the house to invite a doctor.

"Miss Ye, it's late at night, go back and rest..."

Seeing that the doctor was coming, he was about to start healing, turned his head to look at Ye Yuxuan, and Yongsheng Hou said indifferently.

Subsequently, Yongsheng Hou and Sima Yin, as well as Tong Lao, followed the doctor into the study.

Hearing this, he blinked his beautiful eyes, full of thoughts, Ye Yuxuan returned to his room.

Entering the wing room and sitting on the edge of the bed, Ye Yuxuan bit his red lips lightly, and his heart was very messy.

recalled Fang Cai's thrill, and he and Hou Ye lived and died together.

My heart throbbed!

In my mind, I kept coming up with the bits and pieces that I and Hou Ye had experienced.

Could it be that he is to Hou Ye...

No, I only have a small soldier in my heart, only Qin Weiming, how can there be others?

So, his heart was full of panic, Ye Yuxuan tossed and turned, and he couldn't sleep tonight.

...............

On the other side, the prince's mansion, the backyard.

In a side room, the candles are bright, and the Ten Princes and Ji Kang are waiting for good news!

Suddenly, the wooden door was pushed open, and three men in black quickly entered the room!

Close the wooden door and take off the black cloth on your face, these three black-clothed people are none other than Nangong Huang, Ming Chong and Chen Xingzhi!

"How's it going?"

Seeing the three of them returning, the Ten Princes' eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to ask.

"Hehe... Qi Qi Ten Princes, that Yongsheng Marquis is in my palm, and I will definitely die!"

Looking at the other party, Chen Xingzhi replied proudly.

"Yes! Yongshenghou doesn't know martial arts, Chen Xingzhi will shoot with all his might, and there will be no survivors!"

Beside him, with his hands behind his back, Nangong Huang nodded with a smile.

"Hahaha!"

Hearing this, knowing that the Marquis of Yongsheng was going to die, the Ten Princes and Ji Kang glanced at each other, and the two of them looked excited and laughed loudly!

...............

The next day, the top of the mountain.

Early in the morning, the sky is clear, and the top of the mountain reverberates with bursts of Buddha sounds and bells.

"Drive!"

At this time, a young man in white looked tired, rode a fierce horse, and came to the gate of Shaolin Temple.

"Amitabha..."

As soon as he arrived, the two monks guarding the door stopped the young man in white.

"Donor, this is a pure place for Buddhism, please dismount..."

The two closed and closed, looking at each other, a little monk in cloth, chanting a Buddha noise.

"This little master, send a letter below! The matter is very important, please hand it over to the Juekong Divine Monk!"

Seeing this, the young man in white turned over and dismounted, took out a letter from his arms, and handed it to the other party with a serious expression.

After a while, wearing the abbot's robe, the three brothers led the monks to the gate of the Luohan Hall in a hurry.

"Uncle Shi, the disciple has something to see!"

Looking at the closed door of the Luohan Hall, holding a letter, the abbot called out loudly.

But after the call, no one responded in the arhat hall for a long time.

The uncle in his mouth is naturally Shen Wuxian's master, the Juekong Divine Monk!

On the same day, because of the violation of the temple rules, the disciples were allowed to go down the mountain, and the monk Juekong took all the sins, and he had been thinking about it behind closed doors in the Luohan Hall, intending to run out of oil and dry up.

No matter how the three Su Shi brothers persuaded each other, Jue Kong's mind had been decided, and he never took half a step out of the Luohan Hall!

"Senior Brother Abbot, this... How's that going to be?"

Seeing that no one in the Luohan Hall responded, the two long white eyebrows trembled, and Master Xian said with a solemn expression.

Since Uncle Shi thought about it behind closed doors, he no longer paid attention to everyone, this Luohan Hall, everyone couldn't do it, and I don't know what the situation of Uncle Shi is!

"Uncle Shi! This is a letter written by the little junior brother! The little junior brother is in trouble at the bottom of the mountain..."

After thinking about it, looking at the closed door of the Luohan Hall, the abbot said in a loud voice.

"Squeak..."

After a while, the door of the Arhat Hall slowly opened, and an old monk with a thin body and a yellow face walked out.

"Uncle Shi..."

Outside the gate, seeing the haggard appearance of the old monk, the three brothers called in unison with wet red eyes and hoarse voices.

This old monk is Shen Wuji's master, the Juekong Divine Monk!

Because of his advanced age, in order to save his apprentices, he exerted the I Ching tendons, consumed a lot of internal strength, and then thought about it behind closed doors.

"Amitabha... The old man thought that his heart was like water, and his six roots were pure... But now that I hear the news of the disciple, I still break the Buddha's heart..."

The old man's gaze swept over everyone, and the Juekong Divine Monk shook his head and sighed.

"Scarlet... What's the trouble?"

Sighing, his eyes looked at the beard, and the Juekong Divine Monk asked in a loud voice.

"Uncle Shi, this is a handwritten letter from the little junior brother..."

Hearing the inquiry, the abbot took a step forward and handed the letter in his hand to his uncle.

In front of him, his thin hands reached out, took the letter, and the monk opened it and read it with his eyes.

After a moment, closing the letter, the monk was silent.

"Uncle Shi, now... The little junior brother has been expelled from the Shaolin Temple, this matter... Are we meddling?"

Beside him, seeing that Uncle Shi was silent, Master Lien asked with a solemn expression.

"It's a good thing, the mark has never changed, it's still a good boy..."

Hearing this, he was blinded, and the Juekong Divine Monk showed a long-lost smile on his face, and said in a loud voice.

As soon as these words came out, the three brothers looked at each other, but they didn't understand what they meant.

"Amitabha... Although Zhen'er is no longer a Shaolin disciple, this matter is related to the right path, and Shaolin Temple should intervene..."

After reciting, the monk Juekong clasped his hands together and said a Buddha noise.

"Uncle Shi, the disciple understands..."

Hearing this, Abbot Susu nodded, and he already understood what Uncle Shi meant.

However, he knew in his heart that although Uncle Shi said this, he still favored the junior brother in his heart.

Otherwise, how could Uncle Shi get out?

"Senior Brother Xian, this matter is up to you... How?"

Immediately, his eyes looked at Senior Brother Xian, and Abbot Xu asked.

"Senior Brother Abbot, don't worry... The junior brother went back to clean up, and then led more than ten disciples down the mountain to help the junior brother, one hand!"

The four eyes looked at each other, the two long white eyebrows trembled, and the idle master led the order.

...............