Xiao Yiqing jumped without saying a word, and his vague figure flashed in the black night......

In a small courtyard in a certain place in the cottage of Huzaishan, dozens of big men drank wine and ate meat in it, looking very unhappy. At the same time, a faint moan came from time to time in a house next door, which seemed a little unusual.

I only heard a rough-faced man outside laughing at everyone and said: "This Liu family lady is worthy of being the best in the world, if her skin is really smooth and as smooth as snow, and her dragon control technique can make people want to die on her, if you can toss it on her every day, even if you die on her, you will not hesitate." After speaking, I couldn't help but swallow a mouth full of saliva.

Another person next to him heard the big man's remarks, and his heart was full of contempt, but he joked and said: "What you said is a bit exaggerated, if you are asked to face the same woman every day, I am afraid that you will not be able to raise any interest in the near future, it is better to catch more good girls, that jerky feeling is the real enjoyment." ”

The big man laughed after hearing this, and didn't want to explain more, but said with a smile to the bald monk on the side who was a little frowning: "I heard that the monk was rescued by the owner of the village back then, and it was actually for a woman to be hunted down. ”

When the monk heard this, he knew that he was a little sarcastic, but he was not angry, but his face showed a look of memory, and then he said with emotion: "I think that back then, my Huikong was also regarded as a Buddha, and I have practiced for more than ten years. ”

When he said this, his expression was stunned, as if he remembered something, and he continued with some sadness: "I only remember that day when I met the mortal woman Cuilian on the way down the mountain, I somehow fell in love with her at first sight, she is really a delicate and good woman. ”

Speaking of this, in the mind of the monk Huikong, there was a pretty woman with a clear appearance, and there was an ethereal aura that attracted him between her smile and smile, and then he shook his head, sighed secretly in his heart, and continued: "Since I saw Cuilian, I no longer have the previous state of mind, and after many years of cultivation and thought, I will feel bored. When the abbot saw me like this, he didn't blame me, but just told me that if the six roots were not pure, there was no need to stay in the Buddhist gate, so I thought of Cuilian, and went down the mountain to look for her......"

It turned out that he went down the mountain to find Cuilian's traces, but suddenly heard the news that she was forcibly arrested by the Zhang family, and in a hurry, he secretly climbed over the wall and went to the door that night to snatch Cuilian back, but heard two people in a room beating and scolding one person, and the woman who was beaten out was Cuilian.

Hearing this somewhat familiar voice, his heart suddenly felt like a knife, and he rushed in without saying a word, but the scene that caught his eyes made him want to tear, it turned out that the two naked people were bullying the hoarse Cuilian.

At this moment, his heart was as if it had been hit hard by a sledgehammer.

After a brief moment of pain, his vicious eyes swept over the naked two people in the room, and then his eyes glanced behind him, and there were several disheveled surprised people on the tea house behind him, and one of them, a shirtless white young man, stared at him with a surprised expression.

The people present were stunned at first when they saw a bald monk suddenly break in, but then they all laughed out loud as if they knew this monk.

I saw that the white pure boy said sarcastically with a smug face: "I didn't expect you to dare to come here, this son is also a person who speaks the same here, dare to go against me, I will make you feel the pain of despair." I said that I would take good care of you for this Cuilian, you see how hard I work for my master and servants......"

Hearing the sarcasm of the white prince, he couldn't stand it, and without saying a word, he punched the naked two servants and flew a few feet away, and the two fell to the ground, and at the same time spit out a mouthful of blood and dyed their entire faces a terrible color.

When the white pure boy saw this scene, he was cold, cold sweat broke out all over his body, and his face was pale and frightened to look at the monk's terrifying momentum.

The bald monk did not immediately kill Bai Jinggongzi, but grabbed the clothes that were thrown aside and wrapped Cuilian, who was naked and in pain.

His whining cries mixed with grief and anger filled the room, and she opened her eyes as if she had felt some difficulty, and at this time she was already running out of oil and lamp, and her whole body was paralyzed and without any strength, as if she would leave as soon as she closed her eyes.

She looked at him with a reluctant smile on her face, but at this time she was already out of breath and out of breath, her lips trembled and said slightly: "Hui, Master Huikong." She only said a few words, as if she had exerted a lot of strength, and gasped for breath.

She gasped for a while, then she calmed down, and said with difficulty: "Look, it sees, Cui, Cuilian can't wait for you." Hui, Master Huikong, you, you must avenge Cuilian, give, kill them for me, you must kill them......" As she said the last few words, her voice gradually became softer, and then became inaudible.

Cuilian's eyes suddenly closed, the delicate body in Huikong's hand trembled, and the whole person seemed to lose control, and suddenly collapsed.

Monk Huikong's heart was like a knife in an instant, tears were like raindrops, dripping on her pale face, a kind of grief that had never been felt before came from the bottom of his heart, he cried loudly and hugged Cuilian's already somewhat cool body tightly in his arms, he couldn't figure out why God treated him like this.

After the few people behind him were shocked, the white pure boy glanced at several servants, and the servants were so frightened that they trembled at the terrible appearance before, and they hesitated to act, but under the pressure of the white pure son's eyes several times, he gritted his teeth, and carefully leaned over from behind with a whip and a wooden stick.

Huikong, who was holding Cuilian, although he felt the actions of a few people behind him, he didn't make any other moves, he just cared about himself and hugged Cuilian, he was reluctant to let go of her, as if she was about to disappear in front of his eyes as soon as he let go.

Suddenly, a cold wind hit behind him, he didn't dodge or dodge, a few wooden sticks and whips hit his back a lot, he trembled slightly, a mouthful of stuffy blood almost spurted out, but he swallowed it back, his eyes were still tender looking at the moving woman who made his heart tremble.

Suddenly, his expression changed, and he looked towards the door where he came, only to see that the white boy at the door was trying to sneak out and escape for his life.

He didn't think about it, and then shouted: "Little thief, where are you going, give me my life." As he spoke, he gently put Cuilian down, turned around suddenly, and snatched the wooden stick from behind his back with a roll of his big hand, and his body just took a step forward.

The servant who had been robbed of the stick was startled and wanted to retreat, but at this moment, a strong wind swept over the four of them.

With four continuous muffled sounds, the four people fell to the ground with a bang, one by one, bleeding from their heads, staring at them with a look of horror, staring straight ahead, seeing that they looked dead and could not die anymore.

The monk chased out immediately without looking at the beating, but the white pure boy had fled to the gate of the courtyard at this time, looked back at the monk Huikong, and looked frightened that he didn't dare to stay anymore, and the whole person staggered out of the courtyard.

Suddenly, I heard the boy shouting in a trembling voice: "Master Liu, help, that bald donkey is chasing and killing......"

Huikong doesn't know who the thief shouted, that Master Liu is one of the best advanced martial artists in the mortal world, and his body and methods are not comparable to his Huikong, if he rushes to protect this white pure son, I am afraid that it will be difficult to take revenge in the future.

He didn't want his whole figure to flash, and with the light skills he had learned from the mountain gate, he suddenly crossed the wall, and easily caught up with the white boy with a few taps on the roof, and without saying anything, he slammed a stick towards the head of the white clean boy.

It's just that at this moment, a black shadow not far away leaped towards here, and when he happened to see this scene, he was immediately shocked, and then shouted angrily: "Bald donkey, how dare you?"

Huikong would not let go of such an opportunity, the green muscles and muscles of his arm exploded, and the stick was getting faster and faster than before, and the other foot of the white boy had not yet stepped down, but he felt that his head was numb, and the whole person was black in front of him, and the whole head seemed to be about to break away from the body, tearing a whole half of his neck, and flew out with a muffled sound.

When the black shadow saw this scene, he couldn't help but get angry in his heart, and scolded: "You bald donkey, see that I don't dismantle you to relieve the hatred in my heart." ”

Seeing this scene, the black shadow was surging with anger in his chest, but he just glanced at the dead white pure son, and chased after him without hesitation, and a golden big knife in his hand made a sound that broke the air in the air, and quickly attacked the monk's back.

I saw that the figure of Monk Huikong, who was originally in the air, suddenly and quickly fell down for some reason, and only then did he avoid this terrifying blow.

The figure of the old man with a black shadow paused, the look of surprise on his face flashed, and then his expression turned cold, and a low cold snort came out of his mouth, and he hurried after him without hesitation.

As soon as the black shadow's body touched the ground, he heard a sound of doors and windows breaking in the room, and the black shadow suddenly became angry, and he rushed to the sky without thinking about it, and the figure hurriedly chased after the Huikong monk in a flash.

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In a dense bamboo forest that I don't know how far away, a black shadow looked at the pale Huikong monk opposite, a terrible wound on the back of his body was dripping with blood, he gasped, and a pale female corpse was lying on the grass beside him.

The black shadow only revealed a somewhat black ordinary face at this time, and looked at the monk Huikong not far away with a gloomy face, and said coldly: "Bald donkey, it's not good to stay in the Buddha Gate, but you have to offend my young master, now that you kill my young master, it is impossible to escape from my palm, I will give you a chance, you kill yourself!"

The blood from one of the wounds of the monk Huikong flowed down his arm to his fingers, and then continued to drip on the soil where he was, he looked at the black shadow with a miserable expression, and didn't care about what the black shadow said, just sat down by himself, and looked at Cuilian lying on the ground stupidly.

Cuilian, you have to wait for me, I will accompany you, I have avenged you, I didn't expect me to go back this time, but I actually killed you, I am really unwilling, why is God doing this to me, why?

Seeing that Huikong didn't react, the black shadow had a murderous intent in his heart, and the golden blade in his hand turned, and in an instant, a flash of golden light flashed, and the figure silently attacked Huikong's back.