After a period of adaptation and realization, Chen Jiannan was able to speed up by about eight percent using the Shenxing Boots, and his figure was covered with a faint light and walked through the ice field, like a ghost. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although it is only 8 percent of the acceleration, the difference is big after a long time, and it takes about 80 miles more to run for a thousand miles.

If the monks with similar speed chased after him, and the opponent could run eight miles more than a hundred miles, it would be beyond the reach of the dust.

These days, Chen Jiannan's spirit is not bad, maintaining a relatively fast speed, and the chasing soldiers behind him are full of complaints.

Chen Jiannan's Ling Xuan step speed is extremely fast, it is not easy for the monks in the rear to follow behind, plus there are many chasing soldiers, the minds of all parties are also active, and there are many people protecting him, so for the time being, no one has made a bird to kill him.

There is a delicate balance between the monk who wants to be unfavorable to Chen Jiannan and the monk who protects him, the smell of gunpowder is very strong, and there are often quarrels, but there is no fight, and Chen Jiannan has not been attacked.

Thanks to the third female righteous Bo Yuntian, Chen Jiannan could not leave when he was mentally disordered and in danger, otherwise he would have already fought three hundred battles with the pursuers, and while killing some enemies, I am afraid that he would have also suffered misfortune.

The most infatuated and fearless people in this world are all seemingly weak little women.

Chasing and killing Chen Jiannan in such a difficult and difficult environment, Fan Xubo regretted it a little, if he didn't come to Beiyuan, it would be a big deal to wait for him to return to the Central Plains and wait for the opportunity to kill him.

Now that I've been chasing for so long, it's not a matter of turning back, although I'm too tired to do it, I have to catch up.

The more tired he chased, the more angry Fan Xubo became, and the stronger his murderous intent towards Chen Jiannan became.

Fan Xubo wants to kill Chen Jiannan quickly, and now the key to the problem is that Zhiwu is unwilling to fight, if the eight monks make a move, if they want to kill Chen Jiannan, they will have an advantage in terms of combat power, and if the eight monks don't make a move, they will be at a disadvantage.

Fan Xubo was tired and annoyed, and said to the monk next to him: "Enlightenment, what do you mean? We will start now, and it is easy to kill Chen Jiannan, do you want to protect him?"

Enlightenment raised his palms on his chest, shook his head and chuckled: "Amitabha, don't be impatient for a while. The poor monk's brother Zhi and his brother Miao were killed by Chen Jiannan, and the poor monk and the brothers and disciples protected him back to the temple according to the abbot's decree, but he was teased by him along the way, and now we will naturally not protect this madman. ”

"It's just that the monks are merciful, and since Chen Jiannan wants to bury his wife, then let him bury his wife first. If you want to catch him and kill him now, isn't the young master afraid of provoking criticism and leaving a bad reputation afterwards?"

Fan Xubo was very dissatisfied with the foresight and backwardness of enlightenment, and said: "You are verbose as a monk! Chen Jiannan has been running away without burying him, just to play with everyone! Now kill him, once you have a hundred, you don't have to run anymore." ”

"Besides, killing Chen Jiannan, isn't it up to us who are alive to say the merits? This young master will order the editor-in-chief of Xiuzhen Daily, in short, it will not tarnish the monk's name!"

Enlightenment still shook his head, unmoved.

"Amitabha, it's not appropriate. What the young master said is reasonable, but if he does this, the poor monk will not even be able to pass the abbot. ”

"The poor monk has a word, I don't know whether to say it or not!"

"Holy monk, please speak, little brother listen!" Fan Xubo was very impatient with enlightenment, but he wanted to persuade the monk to do it, but it was not easy to attack, so he could only treat him politely.

"Those of us who practice Buddhism and the Tao have to endure a lot of hardships in order to attain positive results. Along the way, the young master of the burning seems to be a little irritable and impatient, the road of cultivation is full of difficulties and obstacles, if the young master of the burning is tired, it should be regarded as a good experience. ”

Fan Xubo nodded and said that it was reasonable, but he was scolding the monk in his heart.

Stupid cultivation has to go through hardships, this young master is a genius of cultivation, he has always lived a comfortable life, his cultivation is not high, and the monk is verbose, it's really annoying!

"How about it, does the monk want to do it?" Chen Houzhao transmitted to Fan Xubo.

Fan Xubo didn't convince Wu, and felt very embarrassed, so he had to reply: "I'm angry with me, the bald donkey knows that hypocrisy and hypocrisy, and he will not do it until he buries his wife." ”

Chen Houzhao was tired enough along the way, and when he heard Fan Xubo say this, he was very dissatisfied: "What? Didn't the young master say that if he opened his mouth, the monk would definitely give face?"

"It's not that the monk doesn't give face to the young master, it's just that he is worried that after returning to the temple, the abbot will not be able to explain. Fan Xubo teased.

Chen Houzhao was full of resentment, and then said: "If the madman wanders around Beiyuan for a year and a half, then don't we have to follow him all the time and be tricked by him all the time?"

"What Brother Dao said is, and don't be impatient, this young master will talk to the monk. ”

Fan Xubo appeased Chen Houzhao, and then sent a message to the monk: "Senior Brother Wu, Chen Jiannan is as cunning as a fox, and I am afraid that I will play Senior Brother many times along the way. I'm afraid that burying his wife is a cover, if he keeps turning around and not burying, what should the senior brother do?"

After listening to what Fan Xubo said, he seemed to remember the situation of being played by Chen Jiannan along the way, and his face was really wrong.

After pondering for a while, he said, "If Chen Jiannan's guy is playing a petty conspiracy, the poor monk will naturally not let him please him! ”

Fan Xubo was very impatient and asked, "Wait, how long will you wait?"

"The poor monk estimates that Chen Jiannan wants to find a better tomb for Yin Susu, a place with good feng shui and a safe place, let's give him a month!"

"A month, that's too long! Young Master Ben can give him three days at most!" Van Xubo's voice was full of anger.

The enlightened monk glanced at him, and said with a smile that was not impatient: "Brother Dao doesn't need to be impatient, patience can condense the Dao heart." In this way, we will give him half a month, and if Chen Jiannan has not buried his wife, we will arrest him. ”

Fan Xubo was very unhappy with the unhurried nature of the monk and the old monk, and said: "For the sake of the monk's face, you can give him a week, and after a week, don't blame the young master for being polite." ”

The enlightened monk was speechless, and it seemed that he did not agree to Fan Xubo's proposal.

Chen Houzhao exchanged views with Su Nanbai, turned his head and asked, "Brother Dao, how is it?"

Fan Xubo's eyes rolled, and he said: "Chen Jiannan wants to bury his wife, we will do it now, I am afraid that if it spreads, there will be many people, saying that we have taken advantage of the danger of others and ruined our reputation." It's better to give him a week to half a month and let him bury Yin Susu. ”

"Even if he doesn't bury his wife, we won't have to wait. At that time, if we did it again, it could be regarded as benevolence and righteousness, and we gave him time to bury his wife, and we would not tell the truth. Van Xubo added.

The wind in the northern plains was bitterly cold, but Chen Houzhao was hot and tired, and complained impatiently: "A week to half a month? That's too long!"