Chapter 286 Wang Yuyan: How could you do this to me?


Chapter 286 Wang Yuyan: How could you do this to me

"Amitabha."

"I told you to get out of here, didn't you hear me?"

See you on the pointed chin. He continued to move forward indifferently. What was even more strange was that the monk was still two feet away when he chanted the name of Buddha. He came to the entrance of the pavilion in just a blink of an eye. He was furious and slashed with his sword.

The monk did not dodge and struck out with the steel knife.

Can a fleshy palm resist a blade?

“Seeking death!”

Dang!

Until the move was blocked and the efforts were fruitless, I looked at the shining steel knife with my pointed chin, and then at the red flesh palm that was hard against the blade, and two words came to my mind - "Monk".

He was in a daze, and Chu Pingsheng slapped him on the chest. He flew several meters away, hit the pillar of the pavilion heavily, tilted his head, and died.

The warrior named Tangji behind him looked at his companion's armor that was shattered by the force of his palms and the burnt and tattered bra on the back. He didn't have any intention of fighting. He lifted up his trousers without taking the knife and jumped. After leaving the pavilion, I ran towards the mountain.

Of course Chu Pingsheng would not let him go. He walked to the edge of the pavilion and pointed forward. Shaochong's sword energy broke through the fine rain curtain and hit the target. Tang Ji pounced forward and fell down with a smell of earth. The children's fields were motionless.

"What are you going to do?"

Abi saw him turn around and spat: "Yucky monk!"

A'Zhu couldn't hold himself up even after trying for a long time. , gasping for breath, while looking at him with vigilant eyes, because just now, Monk Kong took a look at her chest. Although the warrior named Tang Ji did not untie her clothes, he still made her His clothes were messy and he was stretched thin, and one of his shoes and socks had been taken off.

Previously at Xingzilin, the two of them heard Gan Baobao calling her a "slutty monk" and saying that he had kidnapped her from Dali to Jiangnan. She did not explain the details along the way, but the charm of a monk who raped her was still there. Beautiful woman, anyone who is not a fool can guess what the purpose of doing this is.

Chu Pingsheng ignored them and walked straight to the dead warrior with a sharp chin. He touched his waist, took out a blue and white porcelain gourd bottle not much bigger than a pigeon egg, put it into his sleeve, and stared at it again. He stared at the burnt cloth under the broken armor for a while, then stood up and left, throwing himself into the misty rain outside the pavilion.

He originally thought that the fusion of the Flame Saber and the Iron Palm Skill would only give the Flame Saber the effect of spreading smoke and dispersing poison. Unexpectedly, simply activating the Iron Palm Skill would emit more heat from the palm than in the Legend of the Condor Heroes. The world time is even better, it can already scorch clothes.

Looking at it this way, if you can integrate another flame martial arts, can you breathe fire?

Chu Pingsheng left just like that.

He just left.

Seeing that Abi and A'Zhu felt empty in their hearts.

“Yin monk, please loosen our bonds.”

Abi was angry and resentful, pouted her mouth, and hung up the bottle of sesame oil.

"Is this considered saving people?"

"Abi, it seems that he has no intention of saving us. He just came here to find the antidote to the sorrowful breeze."

"Humph, a Buddhist scum! How shameless!"

A'Zhu, look at it Not far away, the steel knife with a curled blade was chopped open by Monk Kong with his fleshy palm. He struggled to get closer and kept rubbing the blade until sweat appeared on his forehead, and he finally broke the hemp rope that bound his arm.

She staggered out of the pavilion again, found Tang Ji's body, and took out a gourd bottle in her belt that was exactly the same as the one the monk had taken. When she returned to the pavilion and smelled it, she felt lightened. , with some strength, he used a knife to cut off the hemp rope that tied Abi's hands, and helped his sister detoxify, finally getting out of the predicament and regaining her freedom.

At this time, the rain outside had stopped, but water was still dripping from the eaves of the pavilion.

The weather in Jiangnan is like this. It changes at any time without giving anyone time to prepare.

Just when the two of them were debating whether they should go to Tianning Temple to see what was going on with the Beggar Clan or go find Miss Wang, two war horses turned into a fork in the road diagonally opposite.

A'Zhu took a closer look and his expression changed: "Hey, this is..."

...

Duan Yu once accidentally ate Mang, the King of Poisons in Wuliang Mountain Gu Zhuha, whose body is invulnerable to all poisons, when the warriors of Xixia Yipintang were arresting people everywhere, he took Wang Yuyan and fled the battlefield in the chaos.

On a March day in the south of the Yangtze River, it rains at every turn. The two of them were hit by a heavy rain not long after they ran out. Duan Yu absorbed a lot of internal energy along the way. Being drenched in the rain is not harmful to his health. Wang Yuyan had no kungfu, so she was naturally tortured and shivering from the cold.

The two of them searched around and finally saw a mill. Without much thought, they pushed the door open and walked in. They happened to meet a man and a woman hiding together behind a pile of dry firewood on the second floor. The scene was quite embarrassing.

After the two of them were finished, Wang Yuyan took out a pair of amber earrings and asked to change into clean clothes. The woman agreed and took out a red dress for her.

Then...

Then she started to worry.

Once poisoned by a poison like Sadness Breeze, her whole body would be sore and weak, and she would be unable to even put on and take off basic clothes. She had no choice but to seek help from the woman in the barn, but when she was halfway through dressing, she heard the sound of a war horse wading into the water outside. At this moment, a figure fell from the sky and landed on the side of Chai Cao Stomp.

The four eyes faced each other and looked at each other.

Icy muscles, jade bones, naked body, blank phoenix eyes and beautiful face.

Bald head, monk robes, clasped palms, slanting eyebrows and stunning eyes.

“It seems I arrived in time, do you need any help?”

"Ah!"

Wang Yuyan screamed, turning her body to protect her chest, with disgust on her face: "You... this... pervert..."

"Perverted monk?"

Chu Pingsheng was very speechless: "Can't you change the word? This will put a lot of pressure on my work."

"Don't look at it, turn your head."

"I take my wife for granted, and I, the Emperor, have nothing to do with it even if I come here." "Who is your wife?"

Wang Yuyan turned her back to him, and while glaring from the side, her gaze was also penetrating A bit panicked and shy.

Chu Pingsheng looked at the face that was both angry and happy, so delicate that it looked like a porcelain doll. He felt that a strand of hair on the left side was soaked by the rain and stuck to his forehead, which was an eyesore. He couldn't help but reach out to take care of it.

Wang Yuyan shouted: "What are you doing!"

Chu Pingsheng came a little closer, so he was good-looking: "Since the atmosphere is here, why not enter the bridal chamber right here."

Wang Yuyan was so frightened that she turned away and huddled in the haystack: " I said that I would never marry this monk."

"You still have illusions about your cousin?"

"You can't control it."
< br>Thump thump thump, accompanied by the sound of people going up the stairs, Duan Yu ran over holding the hem of his gown, looked up and saw the scene in front of him, and was confused.

"Master?"

As if grasping a life-saving straw, Wang Yuyan huddled behind the haystack and shouted: "Master Duan, hurry up, get him away quickly."

"Master, you are How could a monk do this to Miss Wang?”

“Remember, don’t call her Miss Wang from now on, she is your master’s wife.”

“Master, Miss Wang is treating me like this. I said, she doesn’t like you at all, what you did is wrong.”

"Duan Yu, do you want to bully your master and destroy your ancestors? You pissed me off. After marrying your master, I asked you to pour the chamber pot every day."

"Huh? Chamber pot?" Duan Yu was stunned.

"Spit!" Wang Yuyan looked sullen: "You monk! You want me to marry you because you are wishful thinking."

Chu Pingsheng clasped his hands together and smiled like a person who has changed to participate in Huanxi Zen. Thin Maitreya: "You will marry me."

"I won't."

"You will."

"I won't!"

Duan Yu was so anxious that he was spinning on the stairs: "Master, whether you can or not, please let her put on her clothes first, okay? Okay? The warriors of Xixia Kingdom are already coming towards us.”

Bang!

There was a loud noise downstairs. Duan Yu turned his head and saw that the door of the mill that was previously blocked by logs was kicked open from the outside. Several murderous Xixia Yipintang warriors walked in with swords in hand. , saw the farmer standing blankly in front of the stone mortar, and without saying a word, he raised his knife and chopped.

Chu Pingsheng pointed out, and Shaoze's sword energy penetrated a piece of wood with unabated force, stabbing the Xixia warrior to the core.

Huh?

Duan Yu looked down at the Western Xia Yipintang warriors who were frightened by the Six Meridians Divine Sword and did not dare to enter. He then looked back at the cheap master who looked thoughtful, thinking that he would kill them all in one go. .

"Master...father?"

"It's really troublesome. I'll leave these people to you."

"What?"

Chu Pingsheng didn't explain, he jumped up directly, turned into a gray shadow, and disappeared from sight after a few bounces.

When the Western Xia warriors saw the monk leaving, they suddenly became brave and rushed into the mill again. These people were wearing armor, cloaks on their shoulders, forehead protectors on their heads, quivers on their backs, and long knives in their hands. With a heavy murderous aura, Duan Yu, a bookworm, had experienced this kind of battle several times. In order to protect the fairy sister, he could only stay strong and raise his sleeves to soak in cold sweat while shouting, "Don't come over, my master will be back soon." "

The more he said this, the more anxious the Xixia warriors became. They rushed to the stairs leading to the second floor and slashed with their swords.

Duan Yu's Six Meridians Divine Sword works sometimes and sometimes not, but he has practiced the Lingbo Weibu very skillfully for escaping. It seems to be swaying this way and that, swaying left and right, which is very unsightly. Xixia in the front None of the samurai's swords hit him.

Wang Yuyan hid behind the haystacks on the second floor. Seeing that he was steady, she quickly pointed out his luck and where to attack the enemy.

Duan Yu did as he was told, and the situation turned around. The Six Meridians Divine Sword also became more powerful. After a while, the Xixia warriors were beaten back downstairs by him, dead and injured.

When the last one was left, he kindly tried to reason with the other person, until a man wearing an iron helmet, a silver armor on his chest, and a black cloth mask walked in outside the door. Looking at his attire, he should be a samurai leader. , in just three rounds, His Royal Highness had the opponent's knife held to his neck.

Of course this person is none other than Murong Fu who is disguised as Li Yanzong, a warrior of Xixia Yipintang.

“Go and ask your master quickly to see if she can deal with me.”

"No, no, no, she is not my master...she is my master...master..."

"What is she to you?"

"Oh, she is not my master anyway."

“Stop talking nonsense.”

Murong Fu kicked him in the butt.

puff.

Duan Yu fell to his knees, but he was not upset, he got up and ran upstairs.

Unexpectedly, a gray shadow passed by, accompanied by the sound of clothes breaking through the air, and the vision went dark. There was an extra monk at the stairway of the second floor. He wore monk robes and shoes, and his shiny forehead was stained with water stains. It seemed that I came here in a hurry to save myself, and I didn’t even have time to take care of my personal image.

(End of this chapter)

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