But why are these archers ambushing here?

Wang San couldn't figure it out, until a person appeared and solved the doubts in his heart. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

That's right, this person is Mao San!

I saw Mao San emerge from the archers and slowly walked to the front, at this moment, Wang San instantly understood many things.

Wang San was still puzzled before, Mao San knew that he was here for Zhang Xiaoyu, but even if it was for the sake of his body, he would not give him so much time to find Zhang Xiaoyu's whereabouts!

At that time, Wang San thought that Mao San didn't expect to go up to this point, but now it seems that it was not that Mao San didn't expect it, but that he had a plan.

"Little master, where are you going? You see it's getting dark this day, why don't you go another day!" Mao San suddenly spoke, smiling when he spoke, his tone was gentle, and when he heard it, he really cared about people.

But Wang San heard other meanings, Mao San said, "It's almost dark", which is nothing more than a reminder to Wang San that his time is running out.

Wang San pretended not to know, snorted a haha, and said: "The second master, from childhood to adulthood, the little monk has a habit, it is almost dark, and they all like to trot for a while!"

Mao San didn't hear what he wanted to hear, his eyes turned cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Trotting for a while? The little master's habit is really special, could it be that every time the little master trots, he is used to holding a woman in his arms?"

"This ...... In fact, it's called weight-bearing!" Wang San explained, when Zhang Xiaoyu heard this, although he knew that Wang San was playing sloppy with the other party, he was still a little annoyed in his heart, and thought: "Weight-bearing? Am I very heavy?"

Mao San sneered and said, "Little master, I will only give you three counts, I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer, if not......" As he spoke, his right hand was raised, and with this action, the bows and arrows were full, and they were aimed at Wang San.

"Three ......"

Wang San's heart jumped, and he thought, "It seems that I want to play the real game." "But there were archers in front and a great wave of bandits behind them.

If he advances, with Wang San's strength, he will undoubtedly be shot into a hedgehog. If he retreats, once the internal strength in Wang San's body is exhausted, he can only become a lamb to the slaughter.

"Two ......"

Seeing that there were more and more bandits chasing from behind, and the red-clothed Buddha was also close at hand, Wang Ran turned his heart sideways, and he decided to gamble!

Even if he dies with poison, he doesn't want to die under someone else's knife.

"Little master, there is one last sound, I don't know if you want to do it?" Mao San reminded him, of course he hoped that Wang San would be able to understand the current affairs and hand over the birth method.

"Don't think about it!" Wang San shouted, raised his chest, and said, "I want to see which of you dares to stop me today!" He must be crazy, only crazy can deter this gang of bandits.

With a big shout, Wang San lifted his hand, Zhang Xiaoyu's whole person flew up, around his shoulders and landed on his back, Wang San dragged Zhang Xiaoyu with his right hand so that he would not fall from his back.

The whole process came too suddenly, making people untouchable, and Zhang Xiaoyu only reacted after lying on Wang San's back.

She was about to go crazy, this monk actually forcibly carried her, just now, but the impact was not light, and there was a faint pain in her chest.

Not only that, but one of Wang San's hands also supported such a shameful part, which made her feel uncomfortable, like sitting on pins and needles.

Wang Sangu couldn't enjoy the softness coming from his back and the touch of his right hand, his left hand was grasped, and he pulled it fiercely on his right shoulder, only to hear a "hiss", his clothes were torn, and his right shoulder was completely exposed to the air.

The red-clothed Buddha fell not far from Wang San, and he heard Wang San's wild words, and said: "At this time, do ............you still want to struggle?" Tattoos!"

Tattoo?

When the bandits heard this, they all looked at Wang San, only to see Wang San's right shoulder, a dark chrysanthemum tattoo, Ling Han alone, with Wang San's breathing, the chrysanthemum seemed to be alive, deeply attracting the hearts of the people present. The most important thing is that it reveals a finger force, and the deeper the internal force, the more it can be felt.

Although this index is very weak, it makes people's hearts palpitate!

It's just that under the tattoo, there is a row of tooth marks, which looks a little nondescript, which is naturally out of Zhang Xiaoyu's mouth.

She also noticed the change in the eyes of the bandits, turned her eyes to look at Wang San's shoulder, and vaguely saw some lines, but she couldn't see them all, and she was very curious in her heart, thinking, "What could it be?"

And Wang San seems to be a different person now, if he was a hooligan before, now he is a battle-hardened general?

The sky gradually darkened, a dark chrysanthemum bloomed alone, the bandits were shocked and did not dare to buy further, and many people guessed the identity of Wang San in their hearts.

The first of the five dragon temples!

In their impression, the first Wulong Temple is the world's top master, and only one person can set foot on this small cottage.