Since Jiang Dai was rumored that he could bring Fang Zhongjin's things to Shaolin, he rushed all the way to Shaolin Mountain.

In fact, after Fang Zhongjin was knocked unconscious by the old man Fu Demon on the top of Hua Mountain, he woke up from Shaomu Mountain again.

He had nothing but a suit of clothes. Even his lightning sword is missing.

Fang Zhongjin is a carefree person, and he didn't care about these losses.

Jiang Dai helped him collect all the things left on Huashan one by one, and just waited for Fang Zhongjin to come down from Shaomu Mountain, and then he could return them all to him.

When she received the news and came all the way to the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple, she didn't expect these ghost bald donkeys to turn their faces and deny it.

Jiang Dai and the monk who guarded the door did not speculate in a few words, and then started to move. After that, an old monk appeared in the sky, and he ridiculed himself several times.

Jiang Dai has been coaxed by people with good words all his life, and he has never met such a "ploppy monk" who does not enter oil and salt.

However, the reason doesn't make sense, and you can't beat it.

Just when she raised her knife and angrily broke the green silk, she saw Fang Zhongjin hit the dagger with a shoe, and "nailed" the old monk Chengming to the ground and couldn't move.

This time, I saw Jiang Dai's anger and joy, his cheeks were red, and his eyes were full of joy.

The last time she came down from Shaomu Mountain, Fang Zhongjin was still very cold to her.

Although Jiang Dai said to Shaolin Abbot Chenghui: "I want to be stubborn!".

But she is a young woman in the end, and she always recalls Fang Zhongjin's performance that day.

Suddenly, he found hundreds of reasons to explain that this coldness was not out of his heart, and suddenly he was angry in his heart, and he no longer cared about his idle business, and went back to Ryukyu tomorrow!

It's just that as soon as he got the news from Shaolin, Baba rushed over.

It wasn't until Fang Zhongjin breathed this evil breath for her that the hidden pain that Jiang Dai had been holding in his heart for a few days suddenly dissipated.

She saw the old monk Chengming being nailed to the ground, because she was afraid that the dagger would be poisonous, her head didn't dare to move a little, and she couldn't pull out the dagger from her ear.

The beautiful woman burst out laughing.

When this laughter reached Cheng Ming's ears, he was naturally annoyed.

In fact, he did not "pass by here", but followed the instructions of the abbot and waited for Jiang Dai here.

Fang Zhongjin's "evil deeds" and identity, the abbot of Chenghui had already informed Chengming.

And Chengming has always had a hot temper, and his martial arts are not weak, so it is very suitable to "intercept Jiang Dai and provoke Fang Zhongjin".

It's just that no matter whether it is clear or clear, I didn't expect Fang Zhongjin to be so high.

When Cheng Ming was knocked down at the beginning of the year, he was just a top master like the old man who was subdued and suddenly came.

Hearing the voice of a young man, Cheng Ming knew that he was too far behind this "fierce star" in martial arts.

A feeling of humiliation immediately rose up, and it turned Chengming's shiny bald head red.

I heard the old monk say angrily to the sky: "Hong Du! Hong Wen! Quickly pick up the dagger for Uncle Shi, I will meet this 'young talent' again!"

Hong Du, who is always cold-faced on weekdays, only showed a trace of embarrassment at this time.

Hong Wen squinted his small eyes and didn't say a word.

Cheng Ming saw that no one took care of him, and he was even more angry!

Although Jiang Dai let out a bad breath, she knew that Fang Zhongjin was locked up in Shaolin because of the agreement between the old man Fu Mo and Cheng Hui.

What she was most worried about in her heart was whether Fang Zhongjin could pass the test of the old bald donkey, and she was worried that Fang Zhongjin would fight again with Shaolin Temple in order to stand up for herself.

Thinking of this, Jiang Dai pretended to sigh and said, "Old bald donkey, since you are lying on the ground on your back and begging me, I will spare you."

A few of your disciples and grandchildren obviously didn't dare to leave Fang Shaoxia's side for a moment, so naturally they couldn't come to save you.

In this way, I'll pull out the dagger for you, and you can help me invite Fang Shaoxia out. Let's settle this two!"

Jiang Dai didn't wait for Chengming's consent, so he stepped to Chengming's side.

I saw that the dagger was inserted very deep into the stone steps. Jiang Dai pulled it out hard, and the dagger really didn't move.

"It seems that Fang Zhongjin has not seen him this year, and his internal strength has grown again!"

Jiang Dai pressed the joy in his heart, smiled and continued to do his best.

I saw that the dagger was really loose. Jiang Dai didn't dare to slack off, and he was engrossed in pulling out the dagger.

In fact, with his clear ability, it is not that he can't pull out the dagger.

But he was lying on his back, with the dagger stuck in the stone against his ears and shoulders.

Cheng Ming was worried that the dagger was poisonous, so he didn't dare to move it slightly. And because he was lying on his back and couldn't exert his strength, he had to ask someone to pull out the dagger.

At this moment, Jiang Dai's delicate woman was squatting next to his bald head. The clothes dangled on his nose and it was tickling.

And although Jiang Dai no longer uses any fragrant cakes, the fragrance of the girl on his body is constantly passing into the clear nose.

Cheng Mingrao is an old monk, and he is also ashamed and angry at this time.

Even one of his bald heads is getting redder and redder, as if he has really been poisoned.

It's a pity that Cheng Ming didn't dare to move at all, so he could only endure the "torture" on the end of his nose.

Jiang Dai had no distractions, and took the dagger out of the old monk's ear little by little with bated breath.

Finally, I heard a scream of "wandering", and the dark green dagger was already in Jiang Dai's hands.

She looked happy and said, "All right, the dagger has been drawn." You owe me a favor. If you let Fang Shaoxia come out, we will be clear. ”

Cheng Ming sat down on the ground with a pause. Although he was not injured except for a fall.

But at this moment, the momentum of clarity has been greatly reduced.

Senior Brother Abbot let Fang Zhongjin's sweetheart be humiliated in order to arouse the nature of this "fierce star".

However, the opponent's martial arts were too high, but the old monk was knocked to the ground, and there was nothing he could do.

Now Fang Zhongjin has broken the crisis, and in the end, no one was injured and bled out. If he tried to make things difficult, it would be of no use.

Cheng Ming felt bored in his heart, so he only snorted and said, "Since there is a dagger here, it can't be handed over to him."

You open all your baggage, and take out all the things in it one by one, and show me them.

If it is a weapon, let the Shaolin Temple keep it first. You can give him the things on the side. ”

Jiang Dai saw that the old monk had finally loosened, and his face was happy.

She hurriedly unpacked the heavy burden on her back.

Take the things in the baggage one by one to Chengming. A thunderbolt heavy sword has been packed in a wooden box by Jiang Dai. Naturally, it couldn't be handed over to Fang Zhongjin.

A dark green dagger was handed over to her by a woman named Sun Shanshan on Huashan. It is said that it should have been Fang Zhongjin's thing.

Jiang Daihu stared at Sun Shanshan suspiciously for a long time. Although this woman was not as beautiful as herself, her face was calm and cold.

In the face of such a noble and awe-inspiring beauty as Jiang Dai, he did not show a trace of timidity.

Jiang Daixin said that this should not be some "love token", so he also brought it over.

Neither of these two things could be handed over to Fang Zhongjin personally, but the rest also had a piece of soft leather armor, a turquoise bamboo flute, and many silver tickets were not weapons, so there was no problem with it.

In the end, Jiang Dai took out a pitch-black iron plate from his baggage, and he couldn't tell what this iron plate was.

It's just that Jiang Dai and the old monk Chengming didn't feel strange, but Hong Wen, who was standing far away on the edge of Fang Zhongjin, suddenly opened his small eyes, and there was an incredible light in his eyes.