Zhuo Yifan glanced at Yue Linglong in the spare time of dodging, and then shouted anxiously: "Don't leave yet!"

Seeing this, Yue Linglong was slightly stunned, and her face was embarrassed and she didn't know what to do. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

At this time, I heard Zhuo Yifan shouting again: "Hurry up!"

In desperation, she frowned, bit her lips fiercely, and turned to walk downstairs.

"Good boy, so you were playing tricks on me from the beginning!"

The flower knife monk saw Yue Linglong turn around and leave, he was drunk too much now, and he couldn't attack Zhuo Yifan for a long time, only then did he understand that his drinking and stretching his true qi were all fake, and it was true that he wanted to save people.

"I'm mad at me!"

The anger of the flower knife monk suddenly burned like a raging fire, and a loud voice made the brute force seem to be all over his body at once, and the knife brushed past Zhuo Yifan, which was very thrilling. If he hadn't been drunk, I'm afraid Zhuo Yifan would have fallen under the sharp knife of the flower knife monk.

Zhuo Yifan's face was solemn, and his body was already unstable at this time, facing the heavy power of the flower knife monk, it was like a mountain rock falling, and a knife made him very difficult to hide.

And the flower knife monk's sharp short knife is getting stronger and stronger, and it is attacking one after another, and the strong knife wind is like a sweeping dragon, full of entwined around its double blades.

"Shhh

Like a dragon's short knife, it suddenly swept and slashed towards Zhuo Yifan's lower abdomen, but just as Zhuo Yifan stepped back, the short knife had touched his lower abdomen, and a touch of blood was scattered from the short knife, and a painful feeling suddenly climbed up Zhuo Yifan's cheek.

"Haha, this is all your own doing, I see that you are still a man, so I will give you a good time!" The flower knife monk stared at Zhuo Yifan, who was a little embarrassed.

Zhuo Yifan touched the wound on his abdomen, thinking that Yue Linglong had already walked away and his goal had been achieved, he shook his head with a smile, and then leaned against the pillar between the restaurants.

Seeing that Zhuo Yifan didn't reply, the flower knife monk narrowed his eyes slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was faintly a little calm, and he shouted: "Boy, what do you mean by this?"

Zhuo Yifan smiled lightly and said, "Brother Hua, the younger brother knows that he can't beat you, since what I have done has achieved the goal, I don't think there is any need for me and Brother Hua to fight anymore." He pressed the wound on his abdomen and said bitterly: "If Brother Hua wants to take Zhuo's life, even if Brother Hua takes it, the younger brother will never say a word, blink half a brow." ”

After hearing this, the flower knife monk staggered towards Zhuo Yifan while burping wine, squinted at him with drunken and hazy eyes, withdrew the short knife to his waist, shook his head helplessly, and said: "Although I am not a hero, it is the first time I have met a person like you, who is not afraid of death, but also values love and righteousness." ”

Then he burped a few more times and then said: "Although you have ruined my good deeds, but it has verified your personality even more, and I am willing to make friends like you and get drunk with you again in the future." ”

Zhuo Yifan looked at the short and fat monk in front of him, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, he really didn't expect him to do this, let alone say that.

When Zhuo Yifan was thinking about it, there was a rush of footsteps from downstairs, and then a blue gauze skirt came into view, which was Yue Linglong.

"Why are you back again?" Zhuo Yifan was a little surprised by Yue Linglong who appeared in front of him.

Before Yue Linglong could explain all this, more than a dozen people came from behind at once, surging up like a tide.

"What, you called these people?" Zhuo Yifan looked at these people in front of him and asked Yue Linglong in surprise.

"No!" Yue Linglong shook her head.

Looking at those people lying on the ground, Zhuo Yifan's expression suddenly moved, raised his head and looked at the people opposite, and instantly understood that these people were here to seek revenge from the Huadao monk.

At this time, they also set their provocative eyes on the flower knife monk.

"Big brother, second brother! It's him, killed the third brother!" said a big man in the crowd.

Obviously, it can be seen that these people who gathered around are the same people who fled because the one-eyed dragon was killed. It's just that now they're calling more people over.

Among this group of people, the first is a man with a full beard, and then there is a thin black man beside him.

The bearded man said: "Okay, you wild monk, you actually ran to your uncle's territory, and killed my third brother, today Lao Tzu will take your life and avenge my third brother!"

"Just a few of you?" said the flower knife monk with a raised eyebrow, shaking his head as he burped.

"Big brother, this wild monk is really crazy, leave it to my brother!" The thin black man beside him shook his right hand, and the iron ring steel knife in his hand made a crisp sound, and then he walked towards the flower knife monk with an unkind face.

When the monk saw this thin black man who came out to take the lead, his face couldn't help but smile, and he joked at him: "Where did the black and thin coolies come from to dig coal!

When the thin black man saw the flower knife monk insulting him like this, his eyebrows were instantly blown up with anger, and he said angrily: "Fat monk, what the hell are you talking about?"

In that group of people, the thin black man also has status and face, and it would be too embarrassing to be humiliated in front of so many people, if he didn't exert his authority. As soon as he said that, he gritted his teeth, waved the iron ring knife in his hand and rushed out.

"Phew, a guy who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, dares to use a knife with me. ”

Seeing this, the flower knife monk sneered, slapped his waist with both hands, and two short knives rose in response.

"Huh!"

He stomped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and his fat body bounced up, and because of drinking and being overweight, the height of the bounce was like a half-deflated ball.

I saw two white lights flashing, heading straight for the thin black man's head, the thin black man saw this, and couldn't help but gasp instantly, and then locked the route of the white light with his eyes, and shouted loudly: "You want to split my head, no way!"

With his right hand, he waved the iron ring broadsword to meet it, and the short knife that rushed to him was scattered alive and scattered.

Bang ......"

The short knife of the flower knife monk slashed directly at the blade of the thin black man, and after a crisp sound, I saw the short and thick wrist of the flower knife monk pulled.

"Ding!"

The short knife actually cut off the iron ring hanging on the back of the steel knife.

Seeing this, the thin black man hurriedly rotated the steel knife, only to rotate the blade cut by the flower knife monk, and then swept forward with the handle of the knife in his right hand, and the blade swept towards the belly of the flower knife monk.

"Drink!"

The little eyes of the flower knife monk couldn't help but stare at him, and his toes hurriedly clicked back, and his body exploded back, but the sword light still swept on his fancy monk's robe. (To be continued.) )