Chapter 351 Li Qiushui: You actually raised your senior sister as your daughter?
"Madam, there is no need for you to be in such a hurry."
Shi Qinglu explained: "Granny Yu has arranged for people from Lingjiu Palace to send letters to the disciples in Dali. They will send them in advance. Deal with it in the past, don’t worry, it’s not a big problem.”
When Gan Baobao heard about it, he felt a little relieved, and at the same time he felt a lot of emotion. In just over a year, the monk who once kidnapped her to Jiangnan has already passed away. With such energy, he single-handedly ruined the reputation of Shaolin Temple. The emperor of Liao Kingdom killed whenever he asked, and the princess of Xixia married when she asked. The war here is not over yet, but there are already caring juniors about Tong'er. Helped with the aftermath.
She thought again of the flattering words of Azi and the Xingxiu sect. After today, Monk Kong might actually take the position of leader of the martial arts alliance.
Ta-ta-ta.
The three fast horses sped away. The spectators only glanced back and didn't care, because another incident happened in the venue.
Quan Guanqing was a cunning and cunning man, and the men he promoted were naturally not gentlemen. Chu Pingsheng made the Xiao family and Murong family pay a heavy price for what they had done. A few trustworthy men stopped him as he was about to slip away with oil on his feet, and escorted him to Monk Kong Kong.
"Master Kong, Master Kong...I was wrong, I was really wrong."
Quan Guanqing pointed at Xuan Ci's body: "It's him, both are Shaolin Temple abbot Xuan Ci asked me to do this.”
When Xuan Han, Xu Nian and others who were carrying the abbot's body heard this, they all glared angrily. If they weren't monks and could control their emotions better than ordinary people, they might have started to curse.
Chu Pingsheng glanced at Xuanci's body and said noncommittally: "Really?"
Quan Guanqing swore to God: "If what I told is a lie, I will not be fine. "Death."
Xuanci's instigation was of course a lie. In the battle of Juxian Village, Monk Kong Kong and the Xiao family slaughtered all the elders of the Beggar Clan. He took the opportunity to rise to power and became the leader of the Beggar Clan, but several others The helmsman of the branch was not convinced, and his martial arts was not good. In the situation just now, when he saw the differences between Shaolin Temple, Xiao Yuanshan, and Murong Bo, his first thought was not to let them fight among themselves and kill them first. Monk Kong, there will definitely be a conflict between the Shaolin Temple and Xiao Yuanshan and his son, and two more Khitan dogs will be killed by then. In this way, he will be the hero who avenged several elders. At that time, the helmsmen of Dayi and Dayong, etc., Do you still dare to confront him?
In addition, in this way, he can gain strong foreign support from the Shaolin Temple. At that time, his position as the leader of the Beggar Clan will be firmly established and there will be no variables.
It's a pity... Who would have thought that Monk Kong was so powerful that he could break Arhat's formation with just one encounter.
It's too insidious and despicable. The damn monk is obviously a piece of hard iron, but he wants to argue with Xuanci, Xuanji, Xuansheng and others about right and wrong. He behaves as if he is trying to outwit others. Like a soft persimmon who dares to resort to force, and then tricks him into making wrong choices.
Chu Pingsheng glanced at the flattering and smiling Beggar Clan disciples behind him, and said with a half-smile: "It seems that I have some connections with the Beggar Clan, but you can decide for yourself who will be the leader. "
"I wonder what the connection between Master Kong and the Beggar Clan is?" Quan Guanqing suddenly remembered the stick that looked like a green bamboo stick in Monk Kong's waist when he left in the Apricot Grove. The thought only stayed in my mind for less than two breaths, then disappeared without a trace, and then his face changed drastically. The leader of the Beggar Clan was obviously him, so why did the above words talk about who should be the leader.
At the same time, a flash of light came into his eyes, followed by a gushing red color and a bone-deep chill.
He saw the bloody long knife that was constantly spinning, saw the empty monk walking away, and saw a cruel smile on the corner of Wu Lingjun's mouth who usually listened to his words the most.
He often said that Wu Lingjun was the most sensible and the best at getting things done. Unexpectedly, this sensibility and ability to get things done would eventually be used here.
Before this battle, the situation of the Beggar Clan was that as long as they curry favor with the Shaolin Temple and have Xuanci and others as external aid, they could securely sit on the throne of the gang leader. Now it is no longer the Shaolin Temple that needs to curry favor, but the empty monk.
But the other party just said something specious, which made him lose his head.
Gululu.
Quan Guanqing's head rolled until it came to a stop in front of Murong Bo's body. His eyes widened and he refused to close his eyes.
The difference is that Murong Fu did not dare to close his eyes for his biological father. No one cared about him, and he did not feel scary - no one in the martial arts world had seen a few corpses.
Ye Erniang and Xu Zhu’s mother and son were arguing with the monks of Shaolin Temple about collecting Xuanci’s body, Duan Yu and Dao Baifeng were talking, Duan Zhengchun and Qin Hongmian were eyeing each other, Zhu Danchen, Fu Sigui, Chu Wanli The three of them were taking care of Gu Ducheng, who was seriously injured.
Azi recognized her as a good father, and was surrounded by second- and third-rate gang disciples such as the Qinglong Gang, Hengshan Sect, Dongshanmen, and Junshan Sect to compliment her, which greatly satisfied her vanity. Abi looked north and then at Murong Fu, who was flattering Duan Yanqing, and sighed repeatedly, while Mu Wanqing lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking.
Everyone has ignored Jiumozhi, but Wu Xingyun has not.
She stood in front of Monk Fan, who had just regained his ability to move. Sometimes he was angry, sometimes disappointed, sometimes confused, and sometimes unwilling... She saw that the old monk was very nervous, and she thought, did Monk Kong want her to kill him? If he really wanted to kill him, he could have just touched up the blow earlier. Why let a cute little girl come over to touch up the wound again?
Jiumozhi looked at his bare feet and then at the other foot wearing shoes. He understood. He struggled to straighten up and took off the other shoe: "Take it to your father."
Wu Xingyun raised his eyebrows with an angry look on his face. If her skills were still there, she would slap the old monk to death with one palm.
Is she here to get monk shoes for her father?
"Your martial arts..."
Jiumozhi thought her babbling voice was very nice. Even if she was the daughter of an empty monk, it would make people hate her.
"It's useless."
"The flame knife...can it still be used?"
Jiumozhi put his hands together and sighed: "Little donor, my Your father has sucked all the inner energy away. How to get down the mountain now is a problem, let alone the flame knife."
Wu Xingyun clenched her fists tightly, pursed her mouth tightly, and her emotions were on the verge of collapse. She learned ventriloquism and endured. In shame and anger, he called Chu Pingsheng "Dad". In the past two months, he had been manipulated and trained in various ways, pretending to be father and daughter. What was the purpose? Wasn't it just to deceive Jiumozhi and help her clean up the cold poison in her body?
The result was all over, the efforts and efforts of these two months... were in vain.
"Senior sister? Are you really my senior sister?" Accompanied by a joking voice, Li Qiu Shui floated over: "Just now when I saw those people pointing and saying that you are my junior brother's daughter, I was still worried. I don’t understand, I don’t understand what kind of medicine you are selling in this gourd, now... haha... Senior sister, if you say a few more words, I find that I really like listening to you."
"Li Qiushui, You bitch!" Wu Xingyun couldn't bear it and cursed in an old voice.
"Senior sister, I haven't seen you for many days, why do you curse when I see you? Can't you even praise your voice just now? Let me tell you, a ninety-year-old How shameless is it to pretend to be a child?”
"Bitch! I'm going to kill you."
Li Qiushui suddenly took action. Before Wu Xingyun could react, she picked her up from the ground, pinched her little face and said, "Girls, open your mouth. It’s not good to kill him while keeping your mouth shut.”
Wu Xingyun’s lungs were about to burst with anger, and he pushed with his hands. However, with her current skills, let alone killing Li Qiu Shui, she couldn’t even resist her. Can't do it.
Jiumozhi looked at the two women blankly, and it took him a long time to understand. He pointed at the little cutie who had just been regarded as an ordinary girl. She had no image of a monk, and stammered: "You are... …Heaven...Tianshan Child Elder?”
This sentence of Tianshan Child Elder woke up many people. They all turned their heads and looked blankly at the girl in Li Qiu Shui’s arms with red lips and white teeth, and a tender face. The child-faced old monster's mind was filled with images of her sweetly calling the empty monk "Daddy" just now.
Not long ago, Xixia Yipintang released news that the Tianshan Tonglao was actually a little girl with an old voice. Hundreds of masters rebelled in the 72nd caves of the Thirty-six Islands and killed her on Piaomiao Peak. Finally, she was slaughtered. Therefore, the Central Plains martial arts community's impression of her is that she has a child's appearance, an old voice, a ruthless style, a proper perverted old monster, and a Western female devil.
Monk Kong came to the Shaolin Temple with this little girl in a plain skirt. Her sweet smile, childish voice, and cute face captured many people at once, and no one thought of her as misty. Feng got in touch with the Tianshan child.
Until now, I heard the Crown Princess of Xixia Kingdom call "Senior Sister".
She is really that murderous Tianshan child grandmother...
But the question is, aren't she and Monk Kong Kong the relationship between senior sisters and brothers? Why did she call him daddy?
"What are you looking at? It's all gone." Chu Pingsheng walked towards them while waving to the Beggar Gang, Qinglong Gang, and Junshan Sect, telling them to get out quickly. You can watch the fun that you should see, but you can watch the things that you shouldn't. Don't look.
“You said that Jiumozhi’s flame knife can get rid of the cold poison. Now that you have drained his inner strength, what will happen to the cold poison I got?”
“Don’t worry, I will think of other ways." Chu Pingsheng took Wu Xingyun from Li Qiu's hand and kissed her little face: "My dear daughter, why is dad willing to let you die?"
Wu Xingyun raised his hand to fight. , he grabbed his wrist and suddenly became angry: "Chu Pingsheng! Did you do this on purpose?"
"Can you blame me? How did I know that the dignified Tubo Imperial Master would be so shameless as to sneak attack from behind."
"..."
This is the truth, but she always feels that something is wrong.
Jiumozhi looked at Chu Pingsheng, his expression constantly changing, including hatred, regret, and fear.
Li Qiushui looked at Jiumozhi, then at Wu Xingyun, and gradually understood: "Senior sister, it turns out that you acted this scene to deceive Jiumozhi, and wanted him to use the inner power of the flame knife to force him out of your body. The cold poison."
"Hmph."
"Would you like my little sister to go back to Xixia and help you issue a reward to see if there is a master who has mastered the fire energy that can detoxify this poison?"
"No need."
"Then If you die like this, my little sister will be sad.”
“You!”
Wu Xingyun’s eyes opened in anger, and his cheeks were bulging as if he were holding a lot of walnuts. Ren's little hamster, no matter how you look at it, is only cute and has no dignity at all.
"Giggle, giggle, giggle..." Li Qiu Shui burst out laughing.
"Have you smiled enough?!" Chu Pingsheng glanced at her sideways.
Remembering the fate of Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan, Li Qiu Shui quickly shut up.
Wu Xingyun let out a long breath, feeling like he had gotten back a win, thinking that this junior disciple in charge was still of some use.
However, this gratitude only lasted less than three breaths.
"Do you think I was joking when I said I took her home to be a child bride?"
"Junior brother?" Li Qiushui stood there blankly, thinking that he heard wrongly.
Wu Xingyun was held in Chu Pingsheng's arms. No matter how hard he struggled, he could only stare, and a pair of small hands grabbed his collar and said: "You bastard, how dare you!"
“Why don’t I dare?”
“I am your grandma.”
Chu Pingsheng pinched her pink cheek: "I'm still your father."
He hugged Wu Xingyun and jumped away, the monk's robes flying, and he was riding the wind for tens of feet in the air. He didn't need to take a breath, nor did he With the help of his strength, he could see the people in the world who had not left in the distance as if they were in a dream, whispering to themselves, sighing that he was inhuman.
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(End of this chapter)