The road ahead was smooth, at least not in trouble.

The great monk is also wonderful, he hears from Mr. Hu's erhu as if he is seeing a map, or navigation.

In short, every feature he said was fulfilled on the way.

I admired silently on the night of the funeral, and I couldn't help but want to know Mr. Hu.

"Will he come too?" asked Funeral Night.

The great monk looked at him twice: "Who are you referring to?"

"Mr. Hu!"

"Mr. Hu won't come, he's very busy!"

"Drink tea, or play erhu! Don't you think you're running errands?"

The big monk's eyes widened: "Donor, pay attention to the description, Buddha...... I'm going to get angry, too!"

Grass!

The funeral night was a little helpless, a little envious, and even jealous.

Mr. Hu is just a bad old man! I don't know if it's the bad one.

Worthy monk you so?

"Brother, let's go! Climb over this mountain, and you'll be there!"

The big monk's face changed again, he was happy and very friendly.

The funeral night even wondered, is this a double personality?

"Send you a thousand miles, there will be a farewell! I ...... I won't continue to send you!" The funeral night hugged his hands, with a posture that Lao Tzu would not leave.

The great monk looked up at the sky, and turned around to look around: "This place is very elegant and quiet, and it is a good place to kill people!"

"Monk, you are so unkind! You cross the river and tear down the bridge!"

"If you don't leave, it's going to rain!" The big monk still had the same expression, his words were ruthless, but he didn't kill him.

It's a joke between friends, and it's not taboo like family.

When the monument appeared in front of the funeral night, he was shocked.

Wang Xiaosong came to greet him with people, but the great monk ignored it and walked directly to the funeral night.

"Brother, we meet again, welcome to our family!"

Wang Xiaosong stretched out his hand, very formal and sincere!

When I first met, I was not interested in him, and I never spoke politely, and it was so natural and easy to direct him to do things and run errands.

On the night of the funeral, I closed my eyes, and I missed that time a little.

There were also a few acquaintances who came with him, all of whom met in Seven Star Town, and were under the jurisdiction of Wang Xiaosong.

"By the way, what about the Demon Killer Guard? Didn't you see him?" asked Wang Xiaosong.

"I saw it, and after killing it, I left. ”

Wang Xiaosong nodded, probably guessing what happened to them.

The scholar in white still stood on the ruins, he was very elegant and proud.

When he first came, he stood on the ruins and nodded to the great monk, and since then he has not said anything, nor has he said anything "hard work" or anything.

In short, it feels like "you should do it".

Zhao Ling'er was surrounded by a group of people, and the air conditioning was higher than that of the white-clothed scholar.

After all, the people here are originally out of balance between yin and yang, wolves have more meat and less meat, and it is rare to have a national color and fragrance like Zhao Ling'er, of course, we must have a good exchange.

The great monk sent a corner of the drawing to the white-clothed scholar, and after putting it together, a corner was still missing.

"Could it be that there is something wrong with the southeast road!" the white-clothed scholar sighed slightly, but he was not worried, because he knew that Lao Dao had already rushed over there.

He was the second-in-command of this operation, and Mr. Hu did not hide it from him, and told him the whole route.

Therefore, Lao Dao can be able to respond to all sides of the road with ease! He has supported many roads before and after, and has also rescued many people.

However, most of them did not continue to come, because their strength was limited, they did not have much effect, and they could not help when they came, but only increased the risk of exposure and the coefficient of sacrifice.

So after saving the other party, only some elites were selected to move on, and the others were dismissed.

Since rescuing the Great Monk, Funeral Night has felt that this organization is very unusual, and it is different from forces such as the Yipinhui, the Southern Alliance, and even the Dragon King.

Their hidden power is very strong and strong, and even the entire Chengnan Martial Arts may not be able to shake it.

This is not speculation, but a fact in front of you!

Zhao Linger and her friends had explored enough and came back, and she was a little shocked when she found out that she was present on the funeral night.

"Are you a funeral night?" Zhao Ling'er tried to ask, because she had met many people who pretended to be funeral nights.

It's not too sad, because you don't live long, so in the north of the city, there are enemies on the night of the funeral.

Zhao Linger met one before, a new rookie, and he only entered the rivers and lakes because of "Grassroots Rising".

originally thought that the funeral night was very awesome and very sought after, so he imitated him and dressed exactly the same.

As a result, he was killed as soon as he left the city.

"Hmm!" Fu Ye nodded, he had a lot of words to praise, but he was so shy!

"Have we already met?" Zhao Ling'er asked, the big eyes of the flashing servant were like autumn waves, extraordinary and charming.

And Zhao Ling'er is unusually charming, she is the kind of person who is born with charming bones, and she is a little excited and impulsive on the night of the funeral.

He took two steps forward, but was soon blocked by several boys, surrounded by death, as if to say: If you take one step further, we will kill you.

On the night of the funeral, I was "!".

What do you think you do? Am I the kind of big-tailed wolf that sees beautiful women like eating?

You see Wu Ziyan taking a shower with a nosebleed!

In fact, the funeral night was really misunderstood, and he stepped forward not to disrespect Zhao Ling'er.

It's because Zhao Ling'er wants to insult him, which is the conclusion of the funeral night based on slight movements and demeanor.

So instinctively took a step forward, this was not to meet it voluntarily, but to defuse Zhao Ling'er's action of reaching out and tearing off his mask.

But they can't tell you about it! Who believes you?

The funeral night was a little aggrieved, and he retreated silently, shaking his head silently: "Before...... I don't think I've seen it before!"

Zhao Ling'er was a little disappointed, they had met, in the maple leaf forest, they might be far away, and they didn't know each other, so they didn't remember the funeral night.

Zhao Ling'er asked again: "Then do you know how to dance?"

"No!" Funeral Night quickly shook his head, people dancing is a visual enjoyment, and he is embarrassed to dance.

But Zhao Ling'er obviously didn't believe it, and added on the night of the funeral: "I won't dance in my life!"

Zhao Ling'er: "......"

Great Monk: "......"

Wang Xiaosong: "......"

The flower protector man standing next to Zhao Linger: "......"

Load, keep loading!

"Ling'er, there's a pond over there, why don't we go over and have a look!" The man who guards the flowers is called Silver Fox, and he is very handsome and very tall.

He is from the north of the city, and I heard that he is also very famous, and not long ago he broke through his cultivation and stepped into the ranks of fame.

He is a very promising seeded player among the younger generation, and his path is somewhat similar to Ren Wulang, both of whom broke through in the ring temporarily.

"Hmm!" Zhao Ling'er nodded, girls, they all like to play, this is normal.

However, before taking it away, Zhao Ling'er still turned her head sideways and smiled at the funeral night: "Do you want to go over and have a look together?"

"No, I killed a lot of people today, I'm tired, I want to rest for a while!"

The funeral night did kill a lot of people, at least more than the great monk, and he didn't count lies.

But this kind of performance is a bit pretentious in the eyes of the silver fox.

(End of chapter)