"Hugh has to hurt the master fairy!"

Seeing Yang Yi pinching Concubine Xuan's neck with one hand, and holding a short sword to her head with the other, after the sneak attacker who had just been beaten away by Yang Yi burst into cheers, his body jumped up suddenly, opened his mouth to seal, and shouted at Yang Yi with a Buddhist mantra. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Pro!"

Yang Yi's body shook, and his body was like a tense tension spring that was flicked, and he trembled suddenly, but then recovered as before.

"Good guys!"

Yang Yi grabbed Concubine Xuan, turned his head, and looked at the person behind him, "Is this the Truth Seal?"

The young man opposite was tall and straight, handsome and extraordinary, with a broad forehead and bright eyes, and he had a temperament like an idle cloud and a wild crane, outstanding and unconventional.

At this time, Yang Yi opened his mouth to ask, nodded to Yang Yi and said, "The seniors are the same, and the juniors are indeed Xu Ziling." To save people's hearts, offenses, please also invite the predecessors Haihan. ”

"Boy, you attacked me behind my back, but it's not a gentleman's doing!"

As he spoke, the short sword in Yang Yi's hand flashed, and he had already picked up the scribe's scarf on the head of the concubine, revealing a green silk.

Xu Ziling's heart was shocked, and he wanted to save people, but he didn't dare to do it, and watched Yang Yi's short sword shook, and his turban exploded into a cloud of debris.

What particularly surprised Xu Ziling was that Yang Yi did not smash the turban with a sword just now, but an internal force that shook the soft and smooth turban into crumbs.

The turban was shattered, but not a single strand of hair was broken by the turban.

In the face of such a magic skill, Xu Ziling's heart sank again.

The green silk is like a waterfall, and after the turban is removed, it is gently draped on the shoulders like a knife.

At this time, Concubine Xuan was lifted off the ground by Yang Yi's jade neck, like a chicken waiting to be slaughtered, and after an evil and cold aura passed into her body, her true qi could not be condensed at all.

She was ashamed and angry, but she couldn't struggle, she didn't even have the strength to hook a little finger, and she was so humiliated, something she never thought of at this time.

"Tsk, three thousand hair, three thousand troubles. ”

Yang Yi continued to praise in his mouth, shook his head and said: "If you don't lose your hair, how can you understand the Fa, if you don't understand the Fa, how can you understand reason, if you don't understand the law, how can you practice?"

Xu Ziling saw that what he said was quite Zen and a little like a master's saying, and said in his heart: "This person is the truth and the meaning of the law, and he has a shaved head, could it be that he is also a member of Buddhism?"

How did he know that Yang Yiru and Taoism and Buddhism cultivated three times, and the doctors, soldiers and demons walked together, if it was about the confusion of cultivation, it was extremely difficult to have someone side by side with him in the world.

As for Yang Yi who is still bald, it is still the sword qi in his body, when will he be able to eliminate the sword intent and sword qi, and naturally return to his previous outfit.

It's just that even Yang Yi himself didn't expect it, how could Xu Ziling guess it?

Seeing the sharp short sword in Yang Yi's hand slowly blowing on the head of the senior concubine, wisps of green silk drifting away with the wind, Xu Ziling's eyes were on fire, and his heart was dripping blood, but at the same time, a strange emotion rose from the depths of his heart, "She is a monk, even if she is shaved, it is also the meaning of it, why am I so angry? Is it just because she was captured by Yang Yi? Or is it because she was humiliated?"

He faintly felt in his heart that he seemed to prevent Yang Yi from shaving his concubine, and it was not so reasonable, but then he thought: "Even if she should be shaved, she must be willing to be shaved, and she can't be forced to do it in such a humiliating posture!"

The sound of breaking the air behind him sounded one after another, and Kou Zhong and Hou Xibai gently fell behind Xu Ziling.

Before Hou Xibai landed, an anxious voice had already sounded, "Yang Yi, you can't hurt the master fairy!"

Yang Yi didn't raise his head, and said with a smile: "Fairy, fairy fairy, still eat and!"

The short sword in his hand was still slowly scraping lightly on the head of the concubine, the short sword was a divine weapon, and when it was gently scraped against the scalp, a strand of hair went away with the wind.

When Hou Xibai heard him say such filthy words, he wanted to refute it angrily, but after opening his mouth, he didn't know how to refute it.

It's all because although Yang Yi's words are rough, it is a natural truth, born as a human being, eating and drinking Lazar is common sense, which is not exempt from vulgarity because you are a man or a woman.

But associating filthy things such as feces and urine with the autumn water beauty in front of you is simply the cruelest thing in the world, but it is a fact.

At this moment, Kou Zhong, Xu Ziling, and Hou Xibai were all shocked because of Yang Yi's words, and their minds were blank.

The cruelty of Yang Yi's words was far more unbearable than the physical injury.

The three of them stood silently in front of them, but no one spoke, only the sound of the short sword slashing hair.

Yang Yi's deep voice sounded in their ears, "Looking at the body is like looking at pus and blood, if you look at the skeleton, the pink beauty, once dusty, all kinds of thoughts, reflecting the Bodhi ......"

The sound is melodious, like the sound of an ancient temple bell, although in front of him is the strange situation of the concubine Xuan being crossed by the neck, but after everyone heard Yang Yi's voice, they couldn't help but be born in front of the Buddha in the main hall in their minds, holding their breath and watching the solemn scene of shaving.

The sound of a sharp blade cutting hair suddenly disappeared.

Kou Zhong, Xu Ziling, and Hou Xibai instantly regained consciousness as their voices disappeared.

Yang Yi, who was sitting on the saddle bridge, had already let go of the big hand that was holding the neck of the concubine.

The long hair was like silk, scattered in the winter sky.

A bald beauty appeared in front of the four.

Shi Concubine Xuan's face was pale, her feet fell to the ground, and she only stood firm after a stumble.

Seeing Concubine Xuan like this, Xu Ziling and Hou Xibai were shocked, and they involuntarily took a few steps back, "Is Concubine Xuan like this in the future?"

Even Kou Zhong is not the boss in his heart.

Shi Fei Xuan has always given them a fairy taste that floats out of the dust and does not eat the fireworks in the world, so that they naturally dare not be offended, and it seems that a little disrespect is blasphemy against the fairy.

But now Yang Yi first broke the fantasy in their hearts that Concubine Xuan was a fairy with the most vulgar feces and urine filth, and then shaved Concubine Xuan's head bald, and used the image of a Buddhist nun to have a second huge impact on their minds.

At this time, not only did the concubine stumble, but Xu Ziling and Hou Xibai also felt painful.

They seem to be sighing for Luofa, and they seem to be sad because of the bald head of the concubine, and all kinds of thoughts come to them.

The staggering body of the concubine slowly stood firm, and Yurong gradually fell silent, bowing her head to Yang Yi and saluting, "The Buddhist nun concubine Xuan thank you for shaving your head." ”

Yang Yi looked up to the sky and smiled, "This is the appearance of a person outside the square! To be a monk you have to recite scriptures, to be a butcher you have to kill, since you are a monk, you have to have the appearance of a monk!"

He looked at the bare-headed concubine Xuan, "Confusing people with beauty and revealing supernatural powers is not the right way to hide the law." You are a Buddhist nun, what virtue and how can you control the overall situation of the world?"

Concubine Xuan said in a low voice: "Being born is also a practice!"

Yang Yidao: "Fake cultivation!"

The concubine shuddered and saluted, "What is Mr. Yang's teaching?"

Yang Yi said: "You raise your head!"

The concubine raised her head as she said, and after looking at Yang Yi, she suddenly felt a shock in her heart, only to see Yang Yi's eyes suddenly brighten, and then her eyelids closed slightly, and the bright light disappeared, as if a dark cloud covered the sun, giving people an extremely mysterious meaning.

When Yang Yi looked at her, Shi Fei Xuan had a feeling that he had seen through all his soul at a glance, and at the same time, there seemed to be a strange thing that followed Yang Yi's gaze and injected into the depths of her soul, as if there was nothing, like an illusion, and like a reality, she faintly felt that she had become a fertile soil, and she didn't know when there was an extremely obscure seed in her body, which was quietly breeding.

(To be continued.) )