077 The old man's misunderstanding!

Zhang Yuanwai followed the strength of Wang San's left hand, slowly stood up, and suddenly saw the scar on Wang San's right hand, and said, "Master, your arm ......"

"It's out of the way, I was just accidentally scratched by an arrow. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info”

As he spoke, Wang San secretly glanced at Zhang Xiaoyu, and at this glance, he found that Zhang Xiaoyu was pouting and staring at him!

Wang San hurriedly retracted his gaze and thought, "This girl is quite vindictive!" He had always been worried that Zhang Xiaoyu would expose him when he saw Zhang Yuanwai, but from the current situation, it was much better than he expected.

"It's still bleeding, how can it not get in the way!" Zhang Yuanwai spread out his palms and said, "Fu Bo, bring the gold sore medicine." ”

Hearing this, Fu Bo took out a vial from his arms and put it in Zhang Yuanwai's hand, Zhang Yuanwai lifted Wang San's cuffs and sprinkled the gold sore medicine on Wang San's arm.

The medicine powder fell, and there was a cone pain in his arm in an instant, Wang San gritted his teeth in pain, his whole face was about to distort, and he couldn't make a sound.

Maybe it was because he found Wang San's abnormality, Zhang Yuanwai asked, "Master, does it hurt?"

Wang San is a high monk! How can he say that it hurts, and he squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "It doesn't hurt!"

Zhang Yuanwai was naturally convinced of Wang San's words, and continued to lower his head, carefully shaking the medicinal powder......

However, Zhang Xiaoyu, who had been staring at Wang San, laughed secretly, and said secretly: "You deserve it, you like to pretend to be a monk!" At this time, Zhang Xiaoyu was a little glad that he didn't expose Wang San, otherwise how could he see Wang San's deflated expression!

Unlike the two, Fu Bo kept staring at the tattoo on Wang San's shoulder, and after some consideration, he finally couldn't help but speak, "Master, your tattoo is really a good match for your character!"

"Tattoo, what tattoo?" Wang San was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, remorseful, and said in his heart: "Why did I forget the tattoo and still expose it?" But at this moment, his right hand was grabbed by Zhang Yuanwai, and it was difficult to take it back.

Zhang Yuanwai and Zhang Xiaoyu were also interested in this topic, and the two looked at Wang San in unison, and soon found the tattoo in Fu Bo's mouth.

When Zhang Yuanwai saw the tattoo, he said: "Fu Bo is right, this chrysanthemum is really compatible with the master!"

"Match, where is it?" Wang San wanted to ask, but considering the image, he could only say: "Outside the staff, how can the poor monk match this flower!"

"The master is humble!"

"Chrysanthemum is the four gentlemen in the flower, it is not afraid of the autumn cold to open, lonely and bright, elegant and arrogant, indifferent to fame and fortune, do not seek to hear...... The chrysanthemum tattoo on the master and the shoulder is really a natural pair, but it is old and dull, and I don't know what this inexplicable lightning means. ”

"Humility?born a pair?" Wang San wanted to cry without tears, he admired Zhang Yuanwai's talent very much, but Wang San couldn't afford such an honor in his heart!

There is a good saying, "Pain and happiness." ”

Zhang Xiaoyu's mind was deeply attracted by the chrysanthemum on Wang San's shoulder, and subconsciously said: "What a beautiful chrysanthemum!"

As soon as these words came out, Wang San made a "poof" sound in his mouth, and almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Master, it seems that the master has been injured a lot on this trip, let's evacuate quickly!" said Fauber.

Zhang Yuanwai nodded immediately, and immediately fell on Zhang Xiaoyu's body, he wanted to take a good look at her daughter to see if she was injured, but at this look, Zhang Yuanwai was stunned.

What did he see?

His daughter's dress was torn, and her pants were torn off, and by the light of the fire, she could clearly see that there were still blood stains on her thighs that had not dried up, and even some messy finger prints!

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yuanwai's heart immediately turned into a sea of fire, bloodshot eyes appeared, and he roared angrily: "Damn bandit, you dare to touch my daughter, if you can't take your bandit den tonight, the old man will remain incognito from now on." ”

"Daddy, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Xiaoyu shouted in a low voice, not to mention Zhang Xiaoyu, everyone present was stunned by the sudden change outside Zhang Yuanwai, it was fine a moment ago, but in the blink of an eye, why was Bo Ran angry?

At the same time, there was a loud laugh from the front.

"Little monk, you keep running, why don't you run?"

With the sound, the red-clothed Buddha quickly narrowed the distance between him and Wang San and the others, and an iron chain appeared in his hand at some point, dragging it on the ground, making a 'bang' sound.

"Good time!"

Fu Bo shouted, his right foot collapsed to the ground, and the whole person instantly wanted to shoot over the red-clothed Buddha.

When the red-clothed Buddha saw someone coming, he laughed loudly and tightened his big hand.

With this action, the originally twisted iron chain was instantly straightened, and the red-clothed Buddha used the iron chain as a stick and swept it over, and Fu Bo did not panic, and pointed at the iron chain with the tip of his sword.

The tip of the sword landed on the chain, making a crunch "ding" sound, accompanied by fire.

In the first confrontation, neither of the two seemed to take advantage of anyone, the red-clothed Buddha snorted coldly, twisted his big hand, and the straight iron chain immediately softened, like a snake, and wrapped around Fubo.

Seeing this, Fu Bo shook his right hand, and with a "hum" scream, the sword in his hand bent instantly, and then bounced back, just on the head of the chain.

The iron chain suffered a heavy blow and flew towards the red Buddha, the red-clothed Buddha screamed, and the big hand pulled the iron chain fiercely, and the iron chain instantly changed direction and flew to the side......

In this way, a hundred times passed, and Fu Bo gradually gained the upper hand, only to hear him roar: "Dog thief, dare to kidnap my young lady, and eat the old slave with a sword." ”

With the sound, Fu Bo's whole person rose into the air, and the soft sword in his hand brought up a phantom, stabbing at the red-clothed Buddha.

"Big brother, don't panic, I'm here to save you!"

Mao San had already arrived, but he was hiding in the dark to observe, in his opinion, Wang San was already poisoned, and the only thing that worried him was Fu Bo.

From the previous encounters, he found that Fu Bo should be a top third-rate master, on the same level as the Red-clothed Buddha, but he was superior in swordsmanship. Mao San himself is also a third-rate master, he believes that as long as he joins forces with the red-clothed Buddha, he will definitely be able to take down Fu Bo, and when the time comes, Wang San will naturally be in his pocket.

Mao San used a broadsword, and he blocked Fu Bo's sword with a broadsword, and the red-clothed Buddha got a chance to breathe and joined the battle with a wavering chain.

Fu Bo was caught between the two, although he couldn't gain the upper hand, but with the subtlety of his swordsmanship, he didn't fall behind, but everyone could see that after a long time, Fu Bo would definitely lose.

Wang San was secretly anxious, in the face of such a battle, he had no other way but to run.

And why did Zhang Yuanwai suddenly get angry? Wang San thought about it for a while, his eyes fell on Zhang Xiaoyu, and when he saw Zhang Xiaoyu's thigh, his face showed a strange look, and he said in his heart: "No wonder he is so angry!"

Emotional Zhang Yuanwai thinks that Xiaoyu was given by bandits......

Wang San smiled awkwardly, and was about to explain a little to Zhang Yuanwai when a shouting from afar interrupted him.

"Catch the flower monk alive, catch the flower girl alive!" It turned out to be the bandits of the cottage, and finally caught up.