Repugnant Gateway

Wushu monk is called Wushu Venerable in Daleichi Temple, and is second only to Lord Buddha and Dashi Venerable in Daleichi Temple. The ability came angrily to teach this Zhongyuan boy who didn't know the sky and the earth, but he couldn't continue with the sincere look of the other party.

It's like a child accidentally spoiling things in your house. You are just about to get angry. The child seriously said that you should not be angry. I will pay for anything you break.

At this time, the only excuse to beat a child is: "You can't afford to lose it."

Therefore, Venerable Wu Shu said seriously: "Too much, and you can't afford to lose it. In this way, I will beat you up without paying you."

An Zheng asked: "How much?"

Sovereign Wushu certainly did not know much, but he felt that he should speak a big number to scare the other party. So he stretched out three fingers and shook his head, and he hadn't figured out if thirty pieces were missing.

"Three hundred."

An Zheng sighed: "How much should I be ..."

He randomly flipped through the space of blood culture beads. Three or four hundred pieces of red and gold objects above the gold level were randomly selected and placed on the ground, which was full of a place as large as a dozen meters or so.

"Is this person ... a joke?"

A believer who came to the pilgrimage looked dumbfounded and watched An Zheng digging things out of the space vessel one by one, as if they would never be clean.

"I think he should be a salesman."

"Not necessarily, maybe it's a thief. This is something that was caught and stolen."

All of a sudden there was a lot of discussion.

An Zheng: "Is this enough?"

Monk Wushu raised her hand and scratched her head: "What are you doing with so many instruments?"

An Zheng: "I like it, don't say bring these utensils if I like it, I just bring oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, fresh meat, salted fish, and even hot pot bottom material, cumin and chili noodles."

Wushu monk: "Where there are practitioners who will waste space instruments to bring these things, if you really take me, let me go, if you are the same, I will hit you."

Then he froze there.

An Zheng crouched there: "This is the grill, this is the copper pan, this is the oil and salt sauce and vinegar, this is the sliced ​​fresh meat, this is the fish, this is the tofu, this is some fresh vegetables. This is the cumin powder chili Noodles, this is hot pot base, this is ... "

Wushu monk waved his hand: "You go!"

An Zheng oh screamed, put away things in an orderly way, clenched his fists: "Thank you, monk, kindness."

Wushu monk: "I am not merciful, don't thank me, thank you ... I have practiced for so long, the first time I saw a person bring these messy things. If your space implements are wise, they will scold you."

An Zheng shook his head: "Since the monk let me go, then I really left."

He turned around and left, not wanting to stay for even a second, but forgot that he hadn't put on clothes yet. The slender and muscular figure is really eye-catching. The pectoral muscles are well-defined, and the abdominal muscles are horizontal and vertical. It was a bit big to step down, and when walking, some tails flew back and forth like in front.

"Ah! Rogue!"

A pilgrim screamed while covering his eyes, and the old man standing next to him patted his shoulder: "Son, you are a man."

The man uttered: "Yes, I am a man."

He opened his eyes and let out a breath: "Frightened me, what if I am a woman."

An Zheng suddenly realized that his blushing face put on his clothes, thinking that the white-bearded old man was obviously intentional. He obviously helped himself so much and brought him to Daleichi Temple to borrow the power of Yuanlei from the Buddha. However, he deliberately threw himself here, and it was up to Anzheng to get his own way. An Zheng is full of gratitude to the white-bearded Dao Taoist, and he doesn't know who he is or whether he is the founder of Daozong. If so ... temperament is really a bit different.

He left unhurriedly in the eyes of a group of people watching monsters, and could feel the grievance of His Holiness Wushu who wanted to beat him.

Sovereign Wushu looked at Anzheng ’s back and asked the people around him: “I ’m done ... you said if I asked him if he brought fruit, would he be able to beat him?

In the distance, Ann yelled: "Bring it!"

Venerable Wu Shu patted his head and turned away.

I don't know how far back from Daleichi Temple back to Jialou Luocheng, anyway, in the impression, the white-bearded old Taoist did not seem to go long. An Zheng bought a map at the foot of the mountain and looked at it, only to know that the distance was enough to run for three days at the fastest speed. So he admired the old man with a white beard even more, and couldn't help thinking that such a senior would have to go to Zhuo Qingdi for trouble.

At this time, Xue Peizhu's bracelet burst into fever, followed by Chen Xiaoyao's voice.

"What happened to you?"

"Well, it's finished."

"Before the bracelet lost its sense, I was just about to get past it."

"It's alright, with a slight injury."

"Be careful, Chen Wunuo sent two masters to the Western Regions this time, as if to bring some gifts to the Buddha, the purpose is to kill you."

"Master Xing 嘞, I know."

An Zheng glanced at the Xie Peizhu bracelet, thinking that Chen Wunuo didn't know what to do when he was annoyed. It was sensible not to kill himself. He walked in the direction of Jialou Luocheng, and the large Leichi Temple behind him moved away.

Green bamboo forest.

Buddha looked at the depressing Venerable Wu Shu: "How?"

Venerable Wushu shook his head: "I can't see through, I wanted to force him to shoot, but this person was a little greasy."

The Buddha said: "This trip to Xuan Ting is more and more fierce. The reason why I let you let him go is because he can save Xuan Ting, perhaps he is the only one. Many things in the world have causes and effects. Xuan Ting and he become Friends, maybe it is already destined. "

Venerable Wu Shu nodded: "Now the world is in chaos. If you don't solve the problem of summoning the spirit world in advance, no one will dare to take care of the matter of the Xiangong ruins. Now the masters have taken the secret and changed it for future consideration.

Buddha said: "So, this is my second reason for his departure. If the world knows that my Buddhist disciples and the Dao Sect of the Central Plains have become a life and death, then it will be of great benefit for the two to join forces in the future."

Venerable Wushu bowed his head: "It's still thoughtful of Master." The Buddha asked him to retreat, and soon the Venerable Lord came in.

The Buddha took out the piece of paper left by the Taoist people and handed it to Lord Shishi: "This secret realm must be ours first. You must take this secret to the Xiangong ruins. Just confirm, don't rush in. If it is determined that this secret exists , Then stay at the Xiangong ruins and do n’t come back, stay there. "

Lord Shishi bowed down and prayed: "The disciples will do it now."

At the same time, Daxi, Jinling City, Jingyuan.

Chen Wunuo frowned deeply, and asked Wen En in a tone that began to doubt his life: "Why is this? He or he? What kind of hard temper, what kind of tendon? , Why do n’t you feel like a person? "

Wen En dare not answer, because he knew it was beyond his ability.

After a long time, Chen Wunuo suddenly laughed: "Is this God joking with me? I was actually played once by someone I thought I knew very well ... Wen En, should I blame myself?"

Wen En still dare not answer.

It involves the person, a prince, and the Holy Queen.

A rapid footstep sounded outside the door, and a little **** almost rushed in, because the foot was too anxious and tripped on the threshold, almost fell, he fell to his knees with a thump: "Your Majesty, no good. ... the queen is gone. "

Chen Wunuo stood up: "Where did he go?"

"The Holy Queen said that she was leaving Jinling City. She didn't say where to go, she only said four words ... extremely disappointed."

The pen in Chen Wunuo's hand fell on the ground with a click, and the red on the Zhu pen stained a plum of plum blossoms on the ground. Extremely disappointed? She was extremely disappointed? In an instant, Chen Wunuo suddenly felt a sense of sorrow for all the betrayals. He has been in charge of Daxi for so many years. This is the first time that he has reached a trace of weakness.

"Winn, go chase."

"Old slave obeyed."

"Forget it, I go in person."

Chen Wunuo strode away from the Jingyuan, and disappeared after only a trance. Wen En came out of Jingyuan Shudan and suddenly felt a little weak. He sat down on the stone bench and didn't know why he felt his strength was exhausted. The Holy Emperor has become more and more abnormal recently, and the Holy Empress has gone away now, and this great Xi has become stormy. In the past, Wen En firmly believed that no matter what happened to Daxi, as long as the Holy Emperor was still there, everything would not be a problem. Now, however, Winn finds that the biggest problem is precisely the Holy Emperor himself.

He couldn't help but glanced west, muttering to himself: "If you weren't dead and reborn, what are you doing back?"

Quite resentful.

Yeah, what are you doing here, is it not good to find a place to live in seclusion?

Daxi Bianguan, Chang Sun Qingzhou glanced at the two people around him: "This time westbound, disappointed?"

The person near him is Yuwen Wuming, and a little further away is Yuwen Wuchen. The two brothers and sisters have the same expression. The closer they walked along the way to the Western Region, the more worried they were.

"Daxi's river and lake practitioners, whether they are young or old, as long as they can move, and have a strong heart, which one does not want to go west? Just as in the first big week, just because the border was closed between ordinary people. Due to friction, Da Zhou practitioners felt that Da Zhou ’s people could not suffer, and Western Region practitioners felt that they could not be touched with dignity, so they killed a corpse and ran wild. "

"Since then, the two words" westbound "have a special meaning. Those young men with swords, and those old people who are in twilight, may look at the west in the sunset, thinking that if they can destroy the rivers and lakes of the Western Regions by themselves, it should be What a feat? "

"And you are going west to chase your own people."

Yuwen sighed anonymously: "Aren't you the same?"

Senior Sun Qingzheng shook his head: "I'm different."

"What's different?"

"You know sooner or later."

Chang Qingqing sat back in the carriage and closed his eyes. The carriage is very elegant, like a study. He sat in the padded car and watched the setting sun fall outside.

I once helped the teenager, but now I have to face the teenager with the words life and death. In his own restaurant, he put on a wine treat, and the young man could kill a **** storm in Jinling City. Now he went west, but he wanted the young man's head.

He was not a person willing to participate in the affairs of the rivers and lakes, and participate in court affairs. But this time he had to come because his sister was sad.

Every elder sister with a younger brother was his patron saint when he was a boy, and when his younger brother grew up, he became the elder sister's patron saint. He could bear everything, and could not bear his sister to cry.

The western region is not quite flat, because the arrival of a young man has become rough.

Including Luo Guo, Jacques City.

An old man covered in black robe all over his body sucked his nose with his head raised, his eyes brightened. It was an old man who looked extremely ugly. The skin on his face seemed to have been burnt.

"It's its taste, sickle of death."

The old man put down the hat on his black robe, revealing a bare head. It's just not a ring on top of his head, but a strange-looking black dragon with double wings on the back and a long tail. The black dragon's eyes are red and scary.

"Garlow City?"

The old man enjoyed the sunlight, and then walked out of the city.

"Children, let's go to the massacre."

When he said this, he was expressionless.

His name is Artuo Angge, a lunatic.