Chapter Twenty-Five: The Bullshit Pavilion

Dorje's face was red, his face was hideous, and he was obviously angry.

He mused, "I have been searching for the judge's gavel for five years, and over the years, I have not been reluctant to return to the Western Regions for a moment, for fear that when the island will break the boundary, people will go first. A few days ago, I broke through the boundary and entered the island, and found that the judge's mallet was not on the island at all, but fortunately, Ambassador Shi came from afar to help, and I learned that the mallet has always been a Fuxian faction. This time, this time, I finally saw the real thing, but I was so close to the door!"

When Dorje thought of this, he saw Yuan Yue's ugly smiling face, and he became angry, and his mind turned around, and he raised his big palm, wanting to slap the ugly girl in front of him with one palm, so as to relieve the hatred in his heart.

But suddenly he felt a gaze shooting behind him, he turned his head, and the person who looked at him was as round as Shitai.

He snorted coldly, understanding that this old nun was going to protect the ugly girl, and slowly put down his big palm, what is more important now is to quickly find the judge's gavel, and the matter of the ugly girl will be talked about later. At that moment, he hurriedly called Shi Tao and two lama disciples to discuss who was looking for which side and who was looking for which piece.

Plopping and plopping, as the sound of falling water continued, the splash became more and more flattering.

More and more people rushed out of the hall, and the heads and disciples of all the sects went into the water, and Shi Tao, Master Dorje, and the two lama disciples also went into the water.

Suddenly, the number of people in the flower hall plummeted, and the remaining five tyrants, Wu Dog Rong, Yang Youwei, Dong Ru, Xu Shao, Ling Yao Sanqiong, and Sima Wuer were three people.

Suddenly, one said, "It's mine, and I don't recognize the Lord, whoever grabs it wins!"

Someone else said, "Get out of the way, my!"

Someone said: "Xu Shao said, I took it and dedicated it to the Wulu Stone Stele, but don't want to occupy it alone. 」

Another said, "Hurry up, hurry up! No one can be left behind, everyone has a chance to get the gavel." 」

Fan Quzhi was anxious for a while, but because of his status as the five tyrants of the Martial Law Dao Alliance, he really couldn't do such a thing that violated etiquette, I saw that his eyes widened, and he kept inhaling and exhaling deeply, and he almost wanted to get up and jump into the lake, but he gave up.

His mind was racing, and he hurriedly glanced at the Fuxian disciples, and several Fuxian disciples nodded, and immediately jumped into the lake, following to find the judge's mallet.

At this time, I only heard a Fuxian disciple say, "Ah! Senior Brother Lu, Miss Xin'er, no, you two must not go into the water! The day after tomorrow is the day of the wedding, how can you end up in embarrassment? Let's just come and find it." Someone else stopped, "Yes, yes, don't go into the water, let's look for it." 」

It turned out that Lu Hongdao and Fan Xin'er were here, and they also wanted to go into the water to help find the judge's gavel.

Lu Hongdao said firmly: "No, although I don't know what kind of heavenly thing the judge's hammer is, but if it is the inheritance of the Fuxian Patriarch, how can I let others take it? 」

Fan Xin'er said with a "poof" in her mouth, and said with a coquettish smile: "Don't stop your senior brother, I look at him, I just want to go down and play in the water to cool off." 」

The two looked at each other and smiled, and jumped into the lake as well.

Yuan Yue, who was watching the play, danced and said with a smile: "Reservoir dogs, reservoir dogs, all a group of reservoir dogs! Hurry up, find it! That's my seven million!" Jumping and running back to the hall, seeing that Yang Youwei and the others from the Nebula Sect had not gone into the water, he frowned and said, "Hey, what are you waiting for here? Don't you want a mallet?"

If she wants to see who goes into the water the most, it is none other than the Nebula Sect and others.

When Yang Youwei and Dongru heard this, they scolded one after another, "Who wants any bullshit mallet!" "You, you hurt Senior Brother Wu like this, the Nebula Sect will definitely not let you go!" The two of them usually follow Wu Dog Rong to bully others, and they are used to making a big fuss, completely forgetting that there are allies of the Martial Law Dao Alliance in the hall.

At that time, Yuan Yue heard a cold snort in his ears, turned around after the sound, and saw Song Tianxiong with a gloomy face, with a faint murderous intent in his eyes, and bullied forward.

She suddenly felt a chill down her spine, sensing that something was wrong, and screaming indiscriminately, wanting to provoke everyone to wait and see, so that Song Tianxiong would not dare to make a move, but most of them had already gone down to the lake, and there was only the news of the mallet in their eyes and ears, and no one watched at all.

Song Tianxiong stretched out his big hand, drove straight over like a long whip, grabbed the back of Yuan Yue's neck, pinched it firmly like an eagle's claw, and shouted: "You are a little baby who does not keep your promises! You were born as a merchant, how can you not know that trading is about trustworthiness, and how can you not know the consequences of such a breach of trust? That is a great thing to ruin your reputation. Martial arts are above, even if you are a baby, as the head of the Dao Alliance, I must not let you mess around. The shouting was so loud that it was obvious that internal forces had been used.

Yuan Yue was already hurting in the back of her neck, but unexpectedly, another sound passed through her brain, and Venus suddenly popped up in front of her, so she was not uncomfortable.

Master Yuan Ru stepped forward too hurriedly and persuaded, "Amitabha, Master Song, the judge's gavel is not in the hands of the little girl now, so why embarrass her so much? And the matter of money, as far as our Jianghu Taoist sect is concerned, it is all something outside the body, the head of the Song family, if your faction really needs that money, Lao Ni is willing to pay this money on his behalf. 」

Fang Cai was fighting for the gavel, and Mrs. Yuan Rushi didn't say a word from beginning to end, just because she was indifferent to fame and fortune, and the Emei faction didn't care much about the strong and the weak, so she naturally had no interest in the judge's gavel, and looked at the argument of the poor with indifference.

If there is anything else she cares about, it is only Yuan Yue, but she is holding a dazzling judge's hammer, which is really not good to rescue, as the so-called "the speaker is unintentional, the listener is intentional", if this matter spreads, everyone will say that the Emei faction is trying to get involved in the judge's gavel, and the reputation of the ancestors of the Emei faction can be ruined. Now that the judge's gavel has left, they are also women, not to mention each other, where can someone be bullied?

The martial butcher couldn't help it, and said, "Exactly, Master Song, our Feiyun Sect can also do it! Forgive the juniors for bluntly speaking, although Miss Yuan is messing around, she still knows how to see it as a whole, she took the mallet, but she has her own possession? No, she can occupy it by herself, but what about this group of mediocre people outside? When she saw the judge's gavel, all eyes were dazzled, and her saliva was dripping, and she was fighting endlessly. 」

Song Tianxiong sneered, "Hmph, so what? This ugly girl is making trouble for no reason, selling Dao treasures without permission, making the guests panic, what crime should she be guilty of? Not to mention her...... She threw the mallet into the lake again, how can such a person who has rebelled be tolerated by our chivalrous decency?"

When the butcher heard this, his face suddenly appeared angry, and Song Tianxiong's words clearly pushed all the faults on Yuan Yue.

Ye Daoyuan hurriedly asked, "Otherwise, according to the words of the head of Song, what should I do?"

Song Tianxiong shook his head and said, "If you want me to say, if you hand it over to us directly at the beginning, wouldn't it be a simple matter? If you win the competition, you should hand it over to us for safekeeping, isn't it the way to save trouble? Hmph, it's not all this girl's fault for doing anything wrong now. 」

Yuan Yue giggled and said, "You...... You stinky dog has a lot to say. Hey, don't say that this girl doesn't take care of you, but for the sake of your catch, I'll tell you that I'll throw the mallet to the left of the lake. Hehe, this girl's seven million are gone, and if you don't want to be a reservoir dog, the judge's gavel will be gone!"

Song Tianxiong's face was even more angry, and he said, "Little girl, do you really think that I won't dare to touch you?"

Yuan Yue said: "Okay, okay, kill me a kind, anyway, everyone knows that you are the head of the Nebula Sect who killed a baby, and it won't be long before the whole of the Yuan will laugh at your shamelessness." 」

Song Tianxiong didn't have time to reply, but he saw that the female streamers present nodded frequently and said yes, obviously very satisfied with Yuan Yue's hard-hearted performance and words.

The round Buddha said, "Amitabha, child, don't say dirty things all day long, that's very rude. She said this, but she couldn't hide the joy in her countenance.

Miss Mei, Miss Ning, and Miss Wang of Lingyao Sanqiong praised one after another, "What a spirit! Sister Yuan Yue, sister admires you. "It's really good, it's really good, you said, this Yuan Yue sister is the daughter of a merchant, why don't we accept it as our fifth sister?" "Sister Ning's idea is very good, the fourth sister is indifferent, and with a more nonsense sister, maybe it will be much more cheerful." 」

The three of them talked and laughed, and the color in their eyes was very exciting.

Song Tianxiong's face was solemn, not only the Emei faction, but even the three people of Lingyao Palace also took good care of this ugly baby, just in the flower hall, Lingyao Sanqiong appreciated this ugly baby more and more, at this time, the three of them did not mention the matter of accepting apprentices, but everyone knew that the female disciples of Lingyao Palace have always been called sisters, and the so-called acceptance of sisters is not the meaning of accepting apprentices?

If it were normal times, Song Tianxiong could take a step back, after all, it was not a wonderful thing to have a bad relationship with the two female sects. But this time, the ugly baby hurt no one else, it was her own baby nephew, and she couldn't just let her go.

At this moment, I suddenly heard someone say, "Fuck, they all said don't mess around, now it's okay, everyone knows we're coming." Isn't it good to eat rice quietly?"

The voice came so abruptly that everyone didn't expect it, but they heard the voice lazy and full of energy, but the voice was extremely hoarse, as if it was blocking something.

At that time, several silver rays of light shot in from the window, approaching Song Tianxiong's eyes, throat, and lower flanks.

Song Tianxiong was slightly taken aback, hurriedly let go of Yuan Yue, took a few steps back, only to hear a snort, and saw that there was another silver light coming towards his door mask, so he hurriedly avoided it. But seeing a black shadow flickering, it then whirred three times, this time shooting at Fan Quzhi, Yuan Rushitai, and Song Tianxiong.

The three of them thought about it together, but they didn't notice that there was someone outside the window, this person must be a master, and even used the internal force and the two arms shook the dark weapon.

When there were a few sounds, the hidden weapons fell to the ground, and a few people in the hall saw that it was a silver shuttle.

The lazy voice rose again: "The judge's mallet is not something you should hold, the reason why the Dao Treasure is a Dao Treasure is that it originated from the ancient Dao era, and it is much more spiritual than the spiritual treasure made by the martial arts. The surname Fan, if we are a few days late, the bullshit Dao Pavilion under the martial arts will definitely come to the door in person, and then ...... Your Fuxian Sect is about to be destroyed. 」

Everyone could hear it clearly, and the voice was like that of a young man.

Fan Quzhi, Song Tianxiong, and Yuan Rushi couldn't help frowning, they had a good eye, and in the chaos, they clearly saw that the person who came was an old man with a gray face. But before the three of them could take a closer look at the old man's treachery, they were all startled by the words "bullshit Dao Pavilion", glanced at each other, and frowned.

The old man smiled, and his figure appeared in front of everyone. Wu, Ye, and Sima were taken aback, and saw that he was full of gray faces and a green shirt, could he not be the old man in the green shirt in the restaurant that day?

He picked up Yuan Yue, glanced at Song Tianxiong, and then ran out of the hall.

As soon as the old man came out of the hall, he immediately performed light exercises, and in an instant, he had run a few feet away, only to see that the figure was getting farther and farther away, getting smaller and smaller, and finally only the size of a grain of rice remained.

Among the five tyrants present, three of them had not yet returned to their senses from the four words of Fang Cai, and they were in place for a long time. On the side, Ling Yao Sanqiong, Wu Butcher, and Ye Daoyuan saw that Yuan Yue was taken captive by him, but they did not resist, they hurriedly drew their weapons, and their figures were stunned, and they wanted to chase after them.

Fan Quzhi, Yuan Rushitai, and Song Tianxiong were shocked, and they all thought that the "bullshit Dao Pavilion" in that mouth should be the law enforcement division under the satirical martial arts, Dao Chong Pavilion.

That Chong Pavilion was ordered by the martial arts, responsible for controlling the major exotic passes in the Central Plains, and the martial arts of the people in the pavilion were all mysterious, plus they were all over the Central Plains, everywhere, so no one dared to provoke them, let alone abuse them. If there is anyone in this Central Plains who does not fear Dao Chong Pavilion and dares to speak such evil words, it is probably only the "godless one", the people of Yinghai Island.

The three of them hurriedly shouted, "No, don't chase after you!" But Wu Butcher, Ye Daoyuan, and Sanqiong had already chased after them.

Seeing that someone was chasing after him, the old man was slightly stunned at first, and his right foot stepped on a piece of the house, and with a loud sound, he turned sharply in the air like a cloud driving a fog, and fled to the other side. Ling Yao Sanqiong, Wu Butcher, and Ye Daoyuan were shocked, and they couldn't believe what they had seen and seen, and there was such a wonderful body in this world.

But if you think about it carefully, if this person is a master, it is not strange that he can have such a wonderful body. Several people thought about it, and made up their minds that they would never let this person go, and they looked at each other and made a sudden move at the same time.

In an instant, I saw sword moves, fist strength, Zheng Zheng qin sound, ink and gold pen, and a black and white chess piece attacking from behind the old man.

The old man's head tilted, bent down, and kicked his left foot again, and with a bang, kicked through the air, and went straight out, turning straight in the air several times, avoiding these attacks, and rushing towards the deep mountains of Gudui Mountain.

Seeing that they couldn't catch up, Ling Yao Sanqiong and Wu Butcher fell on the roof and were stunned for a long time, with grief on their faces.

The butcher scolded loudly: "His grandmother's, this person's martial arts are clearly not high, but his body is extremely strange, neither evil nor decent, I have never seen it. 」

Ye Daoyuan pondered for a while, nodded and said, "Senior brother, we have also seen the old man in the green shirt, and he should be the grandfather in Miss Yuan's mouth. If I'm right, maybe it's the martial arts of the Western Regions. 」

The butcher said in a low voice, "Sure enough, it's Miss Yuan's family. After looking back for a while, he saw that no one else had caught up, and he smiled and said, "Let's catch up like this, the stinky dog of the Nebula Sect doesn't dare to doubt it." 」

Ye Daoyuan said in a low voice: "Senior brother, silence! If this word spreads, how many boards do you want to be beaten by the master and his old man?" Finding that there were three pairs of beautiful eyes, he turned his head and coughed, and said with a wry smile: "Sanqiong girls, please keep this secret. As for Miss Yuan's case, I deeply regret it. 」

Sanqiong was silent, slightly surprised in her heart, it turned out that the two of the Feiyun faction chased after them, not to arrest the old man in the green shirt, but to find a chance for Yuan Yue to slip away, to hide people's eyes, as long as she left Fuxian, it would be difficult for Song Tianxiong and the other Nebula faction to trouble her, so they could naturally protect her.

There was a little helplessness in their eyes, and their eyes wandered, provoking the old man to go to the deep mountains of Gudui Mountain, and they didn't know what they were thinking.