Chapter 245

Three Incidents of Jin Ge (5)

That Yantianbu is quite good, the leaders of the righteous army fought hard, and they did not get any cheap, Liu Xiu was afraid that Wang Kuang would escape, so he shouted with his words: "There is Liu Mou and the brotherhood of this faction to lead some soldiers and horses to fight against the Demon Sect, and the leaders of the righteous army don't have to pay attention to this group of Xiaoxiao, just pursue Wang Kuang." ”

The rebels thought so, so they led most of the men and horses to continue to pursue Wang Kuang and other officers and soldiers, so after a long time, Liu Xiu had already killed several demon masters with sticks, Deng Yu, Geng Yi, and Kou Xu also had captured, and gradually beat Zhu Lixuan like a trapped beast, only Zhu Falan was difficult to defeat Meng, and this time became more and more overwhelming.

Kaye Morteng only cared about reciting scriptures from the side, persuading everyone to be good, he was bitter to himself, and suddenly a murderer slashed at his body, and Kaye Morteng actually stood up and suffered the sword, and did not fight. I only heard the two sounds of "bang" and "bang", and the long knife had already rolled its blade, but it did not hurt the monk in the slightest.

The knife-wielding murderer didn't know that the other party's golden body was not bad, and he was shocked at the moment, and Ka Ye Moten still folded his palms and persuaded him: "The butcher's knife in your hand is exactly the delusion in your heart, and this kind of evil intention will only add bad karma to people, and only by putting it down can you avoid retribution." ”

The murderer snorted, and then shouted: "The dead bald donkey is making a fool of himself, Lao Tzu must have soft armor to protect you, watch me chop your head!"

said that it was too late, it was fast, this guy was about to raise the knife and fall, Geng Yi hurriedly attacked with a sword, and beheaded this murderer, Jiaye Morteng sighed lightly, and said: "Why did the donor bother with his life······ Geng Yilang laughed and joked: "It's all my fault that I am willing to be nosy, but I am afraid that you will lose your life." As soon as the words fell, several Demon Sect masters had already approached, and Geng Yi immediately raised his sword to parry.

Seeing that everyone was still fighting, Ka Ye Mo Teng couldn't help but fall into deep sorrow, and secretly said in his heart: "The poor monk wants to use Buddhism to resolve the disputes in the world, but he can't always get his wish, I really don't know when I can purify all sentient beings to be good······ The monk was in a trance, and the back of his neck was slashed by another demon cult murderer, but he was not angry, he just turned around, and then said bitterly: "Dare to ask the donor to put down the butcher's knife, don't create killing karma again······

The blade of this demon cultist had been broken, but when he saw that Ka Ye Moten was safe and sound, he was so shocked that he pulled his legs and ran, but he panicked and ran into Meng Weiji's left side, and was killed by his backhand.

Jiaye Mo Tengden felt a chill in his heart, and couldn't help calling the Buddha's name, and then he was in a trance, and at this moment, Zhu Falan blurted out: "Senior brother help me!" As soon as the words fell, Meng Weiji suddenly raised his cloak, and he was impartial, and happened to brush the face of Zhu Flange, and then used a trick "Suiren drills wood", and hit the monk's abdomen. Zhu Falan hurriedly set up his arms and sealed them horizontally, although he had guarded them tightly, but the iron fist made by Meng Weiji was like a wooden drill making fire, and in an instant, he opened the monk's arms and hit the opponent's lower abdomen. Rao is Zhu Flange used his strength to withstand this punch, and he also felt that the colic was unbearable, and he was knocked over.

Meng Weiji was about to probe the palm to win the victory and the monk's life, Jiaye Moteng hurriedly flashed to the front, and immediately gathered enough strength to stand up and accept the opponent's palm. At this moment, the dust under the feet of the two star masters rose up, and the four were like a tiger roaring and a dragon roaring, Meng Weiji was carrying purple qi, and Jiaye Moteng was covered with Buddha light, and the purple qi Buddha light on both sides became more and more blazing, showing that they were inexhaustibly pouring strength.

When everyone on the left and near suddenly heard such an earth-shattering roar, they felt that the light was blazing, and they all stopped fighting in unison. In fact, if he is in plain life, Jiaye Moteng does not need to exercise, and he can withstand the sword slash, but he has seen that Meng Weiji is capable of being superb, so he does not dare to be careless. It is precisely for this reason that although the monk did not attack, he did not have any trouble.

Yao Zhenzhen raised her hand to cover the blazing light, and then said peacefully: "Daddy has already guessed that Uncle Meng will not harm my mother, you might as well take it back, so that you can help find out who harmed my mother." Cheng Hong gradually thought so, and then bowed his head and said, "Master Meng, come back quickly." ”

Zhu Lixuan hurriedly snorted, and said in a rough voice: "That girl is not the daughter-in-law of the national teacher······ Before the words fell, Meng Weiji suddenly withdrew his palms and retreated, and when his luck was false, he passed towards Zhu Li's big-eared scraper. That Zhu Lixuan was more than ten feet away from the other party, but his cheeks were painful, and he couldn't help but be angry and afraid.

Meng Weiji snorted lightly, and then said casually: "You are a bird, how dare you speak foul words and insult the family teacher and daughter······" The words were very arrogant, and the straight sect Zhu Li didn't dare to come out, so he turned to look at gradually Zhen and said: "You two little dolls don't need to say much, Xun Mei only liked Yao Sufeng's cunning person, but she wanted her to count on Yao Sufeng to take revenge, and why should the national teacher ······go back."

At this moment, Ka Ye Mo Teng bowed to Meng Weiji and said earnestly: "Lord Meng Shi still loves that woman very much, but he only complains that she has a heart, so he wants to say some annoying words······ Later, I couldn't help sighing, and then said: "But there is nothing wrong with that woman, not to mention that the deceased is gone, and you are so obsessed, will you be relieved······

Although Meng Weiji was stunned, he was noncommittal, and just said at the moment: "You are very good at words, but your own teacher is high and powerful, how can you judge it." ”

Ka Ye Mo Teng called the Buddha's name, and then said: "Those positions of power and office are just vain, even if the donor is in power now, how can he guarantee that he will not be busy in this life, and if the poor monk is silent, will the donor feel happy?"

Meng Weiji reminisced about the past, but felt bitter and sweet, both happy and sad, so separated for a moment, before he said: "The national teacher is now sitting on fame and wealth, which is better than not being able to stretch his ambitions in the gang at the beginning, let alone marrying the woman he wants." Jia Ye Morteng asked rhetorically: "Could it be that the donor can marry now?" Meng Weiji was stunned, and Jia Ye Morteng continued to ask: "Although the donor is now famous, who is happy for you, and whenever you dream back at midnight, you will not be lonely?" Meng Weiji scolded: "Is the national teacher doing well, what does it have to do with you, a thief?"

Zhu Farlandon was indignant, and then shouted: "My senior brother is kind enough to persuade you, you don't know what to do." Ka Ye Moten sighed lightly, and still said slowly: "My junior brother is impatient, and the poor monk apologized to the benefactor on his behalf. So he gave the man a monastic salute.

Meng Weiji was very surprised to see the monk treat him like this, but when he waved the sleeves of his robe, he immediately turned his body sideways, and turned his head high, as if he was very arrogant.