The monk was very handsome, and his face was incomparably handsome, as if he had been carved with the most precious fairy jade, without the slightest flaw.

He was dressed in a moon-white monk's robe, his figure was tall and majestic, majestic as a mountain, although there were no exaggerated large muscles on his body, but he gave people a feeling of infinite strength, and under his white skin like jade, it seemed that there was an active volcano that was surging and about to explode. Under the thick black straight eyebrows that sloped up slightly, there were a pair of bright black eyes, and the black hole demon abyss was as dark and deep, mysterious and evil.

His arms are slightly longer than ordinary people, his five-phalanges are thick, and his palms are thick and powerful, like the hands of the sky.

He seems to never know what it means to be hidden and obscure, unscrupulously and wantonly unleash his power, showing his strength to the people of the world, like a raging fire and waves, like a thunderbolt tornado, arrogant and domineering, and unstoppable.

"It's really a good opponent, it seems that you can let go of your hands and feet today and have a bloody battle!"

Liu Chen's blood surged, his mood was agitated, and he was a little excited.

When the world is invincible, pushing a qiē horizontally, it seems to be majestic and very high, but the invincible person in the world is lonely after all.

It's cold in the heights.

For ordinary people, it is just a compelling sentence, which is the most suitable for magic and show. For those who really stand at the top of the world and are vulnerable to the heroes in the world, it is the most true and appropriate inner monologue.

After seeing the combat power of the world's masters in 6 villages, Liu Chen's heart unconsciously rose with a lonely feeling. Although the world is big and there are many heroes, who can be my sword? Although he has not yet reached the martial arts realm of Dugu's defeat, Liu Chen can already understand a little bit of the loneliness of the sword demon.

The world is so big, there is no one who talks about the Tao, and no one can make moves with himself to verify martial arts. Comprehend the supreme martial arts, practice the world's magic skills, but can no longer find someone worthy of their own shots, a god is no longer useful, no wonder Dugu will seek defeat will come out of the "long sword is empty, not sad!".

The monk sat casually on the dragon elephant Dharma wheel in a comfortable posture, but it gave people a sense of majesty like a mountain, holding the heavens and the earth. His eyes seemed to be open and closed, looking absent-minded, but everywhere he looked, it was bright and bright, the void was full of electricity, and all the heroes were bowing down, except for Liu Chen, Yang Guo, Guo Jing, Huang Rong, Xiaolongnu and a few other people, no one dared to look at him.

"This person's momentum is so amazing, I'm afraid that his martial arts have reached the pinnacle, and this is troublesome. Guo Jing was secretly worried in his heart.

Could it be that the Great Song Dynasty was really exhausted? Otherwise, how could such a master be born on the Mongolian side? As soon as this thought arose, Guo Jing forcibly suppressed it.

The Mongols were ferocious and brutal, slaughtering the city and destroying the country at every turn, even if he was crushed to pieces, Guo Jing would never allow himself to retreat half a step, exposing the people of Xiangyang to the iron hooves of Mongolia and allowing them to be slaughtered.

"Brother Jing, this monk's martial arts are extremely high, and today's affairs, I'm afraid it will be difficult to be good. Huang Rong was worried, and said: "Why don't we break through with Fu'er, Xiuwen and Dunru, and go back to Peach Blossom Island to live freely?

Huang Rong has never been a female man who takes the world as her own responsibility, in the original book, she was able to help defend Xiangyang City for decades, completely for Guo Jing and her family. In the past, the innocent, lively, and informal, beautiful elf, under the influence of Guo Jing, spent all his youth on Xiangyang City, and finally died in Xiangyang with her husband and family.

If you want to choose one of the world and your family, Guo Jing will choose the world, the country before the family, and Huang Rong will choose the family, thinking about the family, life and death are with the family.

The white-clothed monk is as imposing as a god and a demon, and the white-clothed young man who defeated the group a few days ago is very similar, and he has an invincible momentum that is unrivaled and suppressed. Even if the heroes join forces to fight to the death, they are by no means the opponents of that monk.

Therefore, she came up with the idea of breaking through with her family and giving up everyone to protect her small family.

As soon as the words came out, Huang Rong regretted it.

She knows Guo Jing's personality very well, and knows that he will never leave the heroes and the people of Xiangyang to ignore him, and run for his life with his family.

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, he saw Guo Jing's face change, and said unhappily: "Rong'er, what are you talking nonsense? The heroes of the world came to the Heroes Conference at the invitation of you and me." How can we only care about our own family and leave them alone? What's more, among the hundreds of thousands of people in Xiangyang City, who has no wives and children? If the city is breached by the Mongol army, I don't know how many people will be separated from their wives and families. Rong'er, I know you're worried about me and Fu'er, but the more this happens, the more we can't back down, and at such a critical juncture, we can't be sinners for the ages. ”

Guo Jing is not good at words, if he is allowed to quarrel with others, he is absolutely stupid, and he will not win or lose. However, if he wants to talk about the great principle of serving the country and the people, he can sit upright, put the country first in everything, put the people first, do it himself, and have a good mind, so he can naturally speak upright and awe-inspiring, which cannot be refuted.

Huang Rong didn't say anything more, just squeezed the bamboo stick in her hand. Since Guo Jing insists on putting the country before the family, and fighting to the end for morality and the people of Xiangyang, does she have any other choice than to die in battle?

"If I knew this was the case, I didn't bring Fu'er with me. Brother Jing, Rong'er is naturally willing to live and die with you, but our Fu'er is only sixteen years old, and there are our unborn children, I must not let them die here. ”

Huang Rong secretly pondered in her heart, her dark and bright eyes were as beautiful as black pearls, and she was extremely flexible and turning, looking for a wonderful way to resolve the crisis. When her eyes turned, she caught a glimpse of the guest room where Liu Chen and the others were, which gradually brightened up and shot a touching look.

The enemy is coming, Guo Jing and the others are in danger, in this situation, although Yang Guo is drinking and eating meat with Liu Chen in the guest room dozens of meters away, he is not unaware.

"Big brother, that monk's martial arts seem to be extremely high. According to what the younger brother saw, only the eldest brother could suppress him today. Such an opponent is really rare in a hundred years, isn't the eldest brother excited?"

Yang Guo poured a cup of rose carving and drank it all in one gulp, and said unhurriedly.

"It's really rare to be such a master, not only am I excited, but my hands are also itching. ”

Liu Chen picked up a jar of rose carvings, drank them all in one gulp, burped comfortably, and pulled a roasted golden and soft pork leg and chewed it.

Yang Guo became a little anxious, and said excitedly: "Big brother, don't you have the certainty of victory, you need to watch one or two to have a chance of winning?"

Liu Chen laughed, patted Yang Guo's shoulder, and said leisurely: "Brother, you can relax, isn't this a fight yet? ”

Yang Guo thought to himself, when the fight started, he was afraid that he would die. He was worried about the safety of Guo Jing and the others, but he knew that he was powerless to help, so he only hoped that Liu Chen would take action earlier and solve the monk.

For Liu Chen, Yang Guo has a kind of blind worship and trust, believing that as long as he is willing to make a move, it doesn't matter what kind of demon monk and demon king he is.

After getting Liu Chen's reply, Yang Guo put his mind at ease, drank rose carvings with Liu Chen's big bowl, threw off his arms and chewed on the exquisite food he had never eaten before, and soon forgot his sorrow drunkenly, leaving the extraordinary white-clothed monk behind.

When the wine was hot, I heard the monk in a red robe with a slightly sunken head say: "The poor monk is the first national teacher of Mongolia and the king of the golden wheel of the dragon elephant Vajra Protector under the throne of Mida Heaven. Today, it is a blessing to meet Guo Daxia, Huang Gang Leader and the heroes of the world, and I am happy to live my life. ”

Liu Chen smiled slightly, drank a jar of rose carvings, and said abruptly: "King Mida? ”

Amitabha, Amitabha Buddha, which means Amitayus Buddha, is the master of the teachings of the Western Elysium, and is known as the three Buddhas along with Shakyamuni Buddha and Medicine Buddha Liuliguang King. The white-clothed monk called himself the King of Mida, which shows the great ambition and the depth of conceit, and there is a contempt for the world and the courage of being the only one.

The battle blood in Liu Chen's heart was already blazing, almost boiling, but he still pressed it and didn't make a move.

Because, he still has to wait, waiting for the best time to turn the tide.

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