Chapter 147: Unknown Divine Monk

Qiao Zhen saw a special beam of fire rushing away, he guessed that it might be the man in black who informed the other accomplices, and they would definitely not be able to catch up if he escaped now, but if he didn't find Uncle Liu's body, I'm afraid Yu wouldn't be separated, so let's lead these people away first, Boss Liu's body should be close to this left, these people in black won't be idle and do their best to hide Boss Liu's corpse, in case the man in black finds Yu, then everything will be in vain, he carried Boss Liu on his back and separated the tea shed.

His eyes suddenly opened, revealing two rays of light, and with a stomp of his right foot, his body was about to jump onto the roof.

As everyone knows, the single muscle strength of the giant snake is limited after all, and it is reluctant to open two iron bars, and it is basically impossible to open four iron bars at the same time, especially if it is exactly seven inches.

April 29 was no exception, as usual, at dawn, led the big green ox to the south of the village by the South Stream. Because the big green cow is very gentle, so he wrapped the rope around a pair of huge curved horns of the cow's head, and let the big green cow himself eat grass, while Luo Xudong squatted under a willow tree by the stream and lit a bag of cigarettes.

"How is the girl?" Yuwen Lingfeng ignored the words of the zombie and walked away with him.

"Jiuyang Sutra" was written by a master (that is, the author of the scriptures) in the crack of the "Lenga Sutra", Zheng turned out that this master was actually an unknown monk!

After a while, Qiao Zhen came to the back mountain, the birds soared in the sky, the white clouds were all fluttering, and the surrounding scenery was very attractive.

After passing through the Yellow River Village, everyone circled up the mountain, where the mountain road became more and more steep, and Yang Tan found several young soldiers to carry Zhong Yuanpeng's coffin. Half an hour later, I came to the 'lock demon village', which was also built by the mountain, and the pattern was very different from the Yellow River Village. Gao Xuan, the owner of the village, was already waiting outside the village, and after saluting everyone, he knelt down and bowed to Zhong Yuanpeng's coffin. Luo Zhu and the others heard that Zhong Yuanpeng and Gao Xuan were good at the art of disguise, and the human skin mask they made had no loopholes, which was enough to be fake and real, but they were lustful for life, Zhong Yuanpeng didn't like it, and their friendship was ordinary.

"Friend, your internal force is very mysterious, it is not the internal force of ordinary people, the internal force of our cultivation will have different energy stimuli in the body, so it is difficult to cultivate for a long time, but your internal force does not feel the slightest discomfort, so you can cultivate for a long time, this is the advantage of your martial arts cultivation," the old man's tone was very resolute and categorical.

He actually thought like this, if Qiao Zhen could get up, he would kill the first person in the ages with a black brick, but unfortunately he couldn't get up, screamed wildly, and fainted.

The color is getting late, and the lights are on.

But what really surprised Qiao Zhen was that from the golden jade vein technique, he found that the Butterfly Immortal Valley was actually able to reforge the black jade vein and take the initiative to improve the compatibility between the martial artist and the vitality!

Qiao Zhen pulled her tightly and said, "I will remember today, and I will avenge you!"

I saw that from under the left breast said: "The martial arts under the view, the admirer, only the Dali six-vein sword, the beggar gang descends the dragon eighteen palms, and the Shaolin Yijin Sutra, and these three kinds of martial arts are really not worth it in my eyes!"

In the past eleven years, she has continued to practice the swordsmanship left to her when her mother left. No one taught her how to make a sword, the sword came out well, no one applauded, the sword was bad, and no one criticized and guided, she was a swordsman who practiced in Gu Ying's self-pity. She practiced swordsmanship just to complete the task given to her by her mother, but before she completed the task, she was going to die.

In the last palm, Yin Feng was not hit from the bottom up, but from the top down, Qiao Chen's body was beaten and fell sharply from mid-air, and fell on the grass with a "plop" and fell to the ground. But this fall, the previous ice and pain are gone, only a cold current, from the front to the back, retrograde Zhou, slowly running, although it is a cold current, but not cold, the whole body 108,000 pores, is a comfortable to the extreme.

The other eight people were very unconvinced, but they had always looked at the black tiger horse, glared at Qiao Zhen and the monk a few times, and still went together.

In the morning, in the backyard of the inn, there was a sound, Qiao Zhen knew that the inn had a new beginning, and he should be going to do something, and because of yesterday's drinking, Qiao Zhen had mingled with Guo Furong and Lu Xiucai, and there was no longer the same embarrassment before.

It was a beautiful face, a beloved face, and it was also a face that made Feng Wuji want to cry. At this moment, he suddenly envied Luo Yunfan, ignorance is really a kind of luck.

This is a good thing that he picked from Changhongzi's bones when he came out.

"In fact, the red and pink skeletons, the white bones, the flesh and skin, and the emptiness of all laws are all illusory ......"

The two of them swam forward together. When they got closer, they threw water on the three of them. When Lu Qing saw it, he shouted: "Brother Giant, how can you help your junior sister bully us, we are your junior brothers!" Ma Tao and Jiang Xu also shouted from the side.

Retracting his gaze, his eyes full of impulsiveness, impermanence burst out laughing.

In that gentle and kind eye, Xia Yun also felt very warm, as if bathed in spring light. This kind of kindness is like the kindness of a father who fed porridge to Benrao's son in a breakfast shop in the county seat when she took her to the county seat when she took her to the county seat.

"It's you, it turns out that you cut off their arms, I inform you, I am the second sister of the Luo family, if you dare to hurt me, my father will not let you go, and the Feng family will not let you go, I am the daughter-in-law of the Feng family. Not only will you be hunted down by us, but your family will not be able to do well. Luo Yiyi looked at Qiao Zhen in horror, and shouted when she heard that Qiao Zhen wanted to leave her a souvenir.

"Master. ”

Qiao Zhen and Murong Feifei agreed to go out, and Murong Feifei said: "Brother Giant, Mr. Zhou once guessed that his mother's death was related to General Meng, why was he so calm and decisive?"

Turning the Buddha beads in his hand and looking at the disciples, the monk suddenly taught bitterly.

went upstairs and opened the door, the members of the seventh team all blamed Qiao Zhen a little, and Qiao Zhen seemed to understand the danger just now, and stood in place without saying a word, only hoping that Ben Rao's teammates could forgive me in their hearts after Ben Rao was not.

The younger sister was also awake, but her whole body was full of silver needles, and she was also doing exercises on the side to heal her injuries, and she couldn't move for the time being.

"If that's the case, then we'll have a date later. Qiao turned around and walked towards the outside of the hall, about the woman behind him who was as beautiful as a clear water hibiscus and unstained with the dust of the world, basically without pretense, just like his cold and arrogant footsteps.