Su Wanling looked at his back shrinking smaller and smaller, and a trace of remorse began to well-up in her heart, she injured her ankle and couldn't walk, so it was really difficult to drive him away. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info thought that Lu Xiaoyuan was working with the three monks in the "Qun Xianzhi", which was indeed to protect himself, although he was a little impulsive in his rash move, and he should not be so sarcastic and reprimanded to him.

Su Wanling sat under the tree for a long time, tried to move her ankle, but still gasped in pain. Seeing that the sun was about to set in the west, and the sky was full of red clouds, he couldn't spend the night in the wilderness, so he tried to whistle to Ryoma, who only lowered his head and ate grass, leisurely, ignoring Su Wanling.

Su Wanling called softly: "Good horse, come over quickly, you carry me to find a place to live, I will feed you the best forage, the sweetest spring water, how about it?"

Ryoma glanced at Su Wanling and snorted slightly, disdainful of Su Wanling. Ryoma was born with spirituality and recognized its master, but it was not like the manic nature of the mortal horse, so although it let Su Wanling and Lu Xiaoyuan ride, it did not listen to Su Wanling's orders.

Su Wanling pulled up a few grasses, stretched out to Ryoma, shook them a few times, and said temptingly: "Look, the grass in my hand is tender and juicy, don't you come and taste it?"

Ryoma's nose moved a few times, but he still could tell that there was no difference between the grass in Su Wanling's hand and the grass on the ground, so he didn't go over, but took a few steps away from Su Wanling.

Su Wanling saw that the dragon horse was so rebellious, and was angry: "You, you dead horse," but she couldn't think of words to scold it, and in desperation, she supported the ground with both hands, and slowly dragged her body towards the dragon horse, as long as she rode on the horse, she could let it find a place to stay.

She was struggling to move, but she heard a voice behind her: "Little slut, I didn't expect to bump into you again here!" Su Wanling looked back and secretly complained, it was the three monks who arrived: the short monk and the first monk carried a stretcher one after the other, and the black-faced monk was lying on the stretcher, and the three monks all looked at themselves with smug expressions.

Shicai was in the city, and the first monk and the short monk were entangled by the scholar, and knew that they would no longer be able to catch up with Lu Xiaoyuan and Su Wanling, so they stopped chasing them. The black-faced monk was pierced through the knee by Su Wanling, and he couldn't walk, so he found a stretcher for the first monk and the short monk, and carried the black-faced monk all the way, but he met the injured Su Wanling here.

The three monks and Su Wanling met unexpectedly here, and they all had the feeling of "the enemy was very red when they saw each other", and they stared at each other for a long time, and the black-faced monk saw Su Wanling sitting on the ground, her legs did not move, and she expected that the girl's legs and feet were injured, and she smiled cruelly: "Little slut, you hurt the disciples of Buddhism, the Buddha has great powers, and the retribution comes quickly, and I have to make you suffer a little, hahahaha!"

Su Wanling saw that the enemy was outnumbered, and she couldn't move, so she really couldn't do anything about it, and said in her heart: "Hengzhi is also a death, and the girl can't show her cowardice in front of them." At the moment, he sneered slightly: "Bald donkey, the taste of a broken knee is not pleasant, right? This girl will tell you another good news, even if you have a way to heal your knee, of course walking is not a problem, but if you want to grind, it is wishful thinking." In fact, she didn't know if there would be any trouble left on the black-faced monk's legs, but she was just deliberately angry with him.

The black-faced monk heard her say "I can't grind", which naturally means that I will be unable to move in the future and my body will be damaged, so I believe it and say angrily: "Okay, what is on the Buddha's leg is a matter of the future, today I will cut off one of your legs, and then teach you to suffer piecemeal." He said to the dwarf monk: "Senior brother, you cut off her uninjured leg and avenge your junior brother!"

The dwarf monk responded, drew his knife and walked towards Su Wanling. Su Wanling couldn't move, although she knew that this time she was bound to be unlucky, and she had to fight, but when she saw the dwarf monk approaching, she didn't move, but just looked at the dwarf monk with an angry face.

The dwarf monk thought that she had accepted her fate, and was unwilling to resist again, so he smiled and said: "Little beauty, if you don't hurt my junior brother, let's talk about everything, who taught you to be ruthless and break my junior brother's knees, Lao Tzu can't take pity on the fragrance and cherish the jade." With that, he raised his knife and slashed at Su Wanling's leg.

The silver light flashed between the lightning and the fire, and only a miserable cry of "oops" was heard, Su Wanling was still sitting on the ground, her legs were intact, the short monk was holding her right wrist with her left hand, and a bright silver needle was between the five fingers of her left hand, and the ring knife fell to the ground, and she was already injured. It turned out that Su Wanling deliberately showed weakness just now, asking the dwarf monk to think that she had no power to resist, so she was careless, and then pierced the dwarf monk's wrist with a silver needle when he was unprepared.

The first monk saw that the dwarf monk was at a loss, frowned, walked a few steps, and said with a dry smile: "The female benefactor is so capable, and another junior brother of the poor monk was injured in your hand, hehe, only the poor monk is intact among the three, and the poor monk has to take you a few tricks in person." ”

Su Wanling knew that he was ruthless, his cultivation was profound, and he had the experience of his junior brother, so it was difficult for him to hurt him, and scolded: "You thief bald is really not a thing, the girl is injured in the leg, how to fight with you, if you want to kill, kill it, don't talk about these gossip and pastime girls." ”

She scolded angrily in her mouth, thinking that she had traveled to the rivers and lakes for the first time, and had not yet enjoyed the beauty of the world, experienced the bitterness and joy of the world, and died here, and she couldn't help but feel a burst of sadness in her heart. Suddenly remembered Lu Xiaoyuan, if that nerd with bright eyes and messy hair could be here, even if he couldn't save himself, it would be good to accompany him, and then he thought that even if he was here, he wouldn't have any martial arts, so he could only give his life in vain, and he was glad that he had just pissed him off.

The first monk saw that her face was sad and relieved for a while, and he didn't know what he was thinking, so he said: "Since the female benefactor doesn't make a move, the poor monk can only be disrespectful!"

The exercises of the Esoteric sect pay attention to the blessings of the three secrets, including the body secret (hand seal deed), the language secret (oral recitation of mantras), and the mind secret (mind view of the Buddha), the deeper the cultivation, the faster the exercise, and the greater the power of the exercises. The first monk is just a second-rate master in the door, so the time of the three secret blessings is longer.

Seeing his situation, Su Wanling didn't wait for him to finish his exercises, and wanted to transport ten thousand yarrow spirit tricks to hurt him, and suddenly found that the true qi was surging violently in the sea of qi, but it was difficult to walk on the meridians. With a thought in his mind, he shouted: "This is the shackles of the Ming King Sect! You are a disciple of the Ming King Sect!"

For the first monk, he didn't smile: "Hehe, the female donor is really well-informed and recognizes the poor monk's sect." But the poor monk is going to overtake you no matter what. Before he could get lucky, he heard the sound of "rumbling" on the hillside beside the road, looked up at the hillside, and was surprised: a wooden cart pushed by two people was piled with stones, and the rumbling sound was incessant, and it rushed towards him with the momentum of a tiger descending the mountain. The weight of the stones piled on this cart itself, coupled with the downward momentum, it was difficult for his flesh and blood to resist.

Just about to dodge, I heard the short monk behind him shouting: "Senior brother, the third junior brother can't move!" Looking back, he saw the black-faced monk lying on the stretcher behind him, and it was easy to avoid it, the black-faced monk was lying on the stretcher, and he was bound to be rolled into meat by the car, so he hurriedly turned around and carried the black-faced monk with the short monk, the short monk had a wrist injury, and only one hand could be used.

At this time, the car had already rushed to Su Wanling's side, and a long string of red objects flew towards the three monks. The three monks were in a panic and couldn't avoid it, and their bodies were all hit by red things, and then there was a "crackling" sound, mixed with the sound of the three monks shouting and screaming, the fire was great, and the red paper was flying, which turned out to be a string of lit firecrackers. The three monks pounced on the firecrackers on their bodies, the first firecracker exploded, and the rest of the firecrackers flew in all directions, falling on the heads, bodies, and robes of the three monks, how could they be beaten?

After a cup of tea, the firecrackers were blown up. He was the first monk to cultivate deeply, and when the artillery exploded, he used his true qi to protect his body, but he only suffered a little skin injury, but it was not a big deal.

The black-faced monk and the dwarf monk cultivated mediocre, and were blown up by firecrackers on the face and body, but they suffered: I saw that the robes of the two monks were tattered, and the wisps hung on their bodies, and the clothes on the beggar's body were quite decent; the arms on the body were pitch black and bright red, the black was burned by gunpowder, but the red was blood; the two bright bald heads were also swollen by the explosion, and the facial features seemed to be squeezed together, like two pig's heads, and the two monks were in unbearable pain, howling like killing pigs.

For the first time, the monk looked at the place where Su Wanling was, Su Wanling was no longer even a person with a horse, and he knew that someone had secretly attacked and rescued Su Wanling, and looked back at the embarrassed appearance of the two junior disciples with their heads and faces, and they were annoyed, no longer as solemn and deep as before, and jumped to their feet and scolded.

Su Wan leaned on the horse's back with a pretty face, and looked at the young man behind her with her eyes, full of thoughts. She was angry with Lu Xiaoyuan, but Lu Xiaoyuan ignored her past suspicions, and it was really rare to take the risk to save her at a critical moment. After this battle, I have a good impression of this unruly young man.

After going a long way south, Lu Xiaoyuan expected that the three monks would not be able to catch up with them, so he pulled the reins, and the dragon horse neighed, and immediately stopped. Lu Xiaoyuan got off the horse, picked Su Wanling off the horse, tied the dragon horse, found some soft grass, and spread it on the ground.

Su Wanling looked at Lu Xiaoyuan's busy figure, and apologized to Lu Xiaoyuan with a red face: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said those words to you, I am grateful that you came back to save me." ”

Lu Xiaoyuan looked at Su Wanling who was sitting on the ground, smiled, and said: "Why do you apologize and thank you, although we just quarreled, but the righteousness of the people in the rivers and lakes comes first, how can we ignore the safety of our friends." ”

Friend?Su Wanling looked at Lu Xiaoyuan's eyes, her clear eyes revealed tolerance and friendliness, Su Wanling was infected by his eyes, and said with a smile: "Yes, we are good friends." Seeing that Lu Xiaoyuan had a lot of grass clippings on his head but didn't realize it, Su Wanling smiled even more happily: "You are really a big idiot, haha." ”

Lu Xiaoyuan laid out the soft grass and helped Su Wanling to rest on the soft grass, Su Wanling asked Lu Xiaoyuan how she knew that she was in trouble and came back to save her, and Lu Xiaoyuan told her about the separation.