Fragrance Stealer

"There are so many people in the world who are heartless and unlucky. I, Li Mochou, will kill as soon as I want. How can you fight me with a stinky donkey?" Li Mochou showed no trace of fear on her face, which made everyone in the inn admire her.

"Master Xuancheng, since you have old grievances, then we brothers will not get involved. Master, please do your own thing." The two elders Xuanming laughed dryly, quickly made way out, and returned to the vicinity of his teammates.

Xuan Cheng's eyes froze, the two old men in front of him had mischievous eyebrows, they were not good people at first glance, but judging from their figure and breathing method, they should not be weak hands, not to mention the tall and thin monk beside them. However, Xuan Cheng also does not want to make extravagant problems.

"Evil! You killed dozens of people in Lu Zhanyuan's family, and you killed innocent people indiscriminately when you were walking in the rivers and lakes. Today, the poor monk is doing justice for the heavens!" Xuan Cheng looked at Li Mochou and scolded angrily, waving the Zen stick towards Li Mochou. Sorrow away.

Song Qingshu in the distance could feel the innate qi on the Zen stick, and he was shocked: This great monk is known as the No. 200 martial arts in Shaolin Temple for 1 years, but it is not all bragging. I am afraid that no one in the entire Shaolin Temple can perform the magic wand technique well. So powerful.

Xuan Cheng's blow was so powerful, Li Mochou naturally didn't dare to take it head-on, with a touch of her toe, she dodged to the side, the table and chairs where she was just now were quickly smashed to pieces by the Zen stick.

Xuan Cheng fought Li Mochou many times, he had expected her to have this move, the heavy Zen staff seemed to be psychic, with the help of the ground's recoil force, with a light flick, it pursued Li Mochou like a tarsal maggot. go.

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Li Mochou swung her fly whisk around the Zen staff, turned over and fell a few feet away with her strength.That flexible and slender waist made all the men in the field salivate.

"Tsk tsk, it must be extremely refreshing." Lu Zhangke licked his lips and felt his body become hot, but he only dared to think about it in his heart, if he angered this great monk, it would be another unnecessary trouble.

Naturally, Li Mochou didn't know the dirty thoughts in Lu Zhangke's heart, she looked at her trembling right hand with a pretty face, although she escaped from Xuan Cheng's attack just now, but Xuan Cheng was not ambiguous, the Zen staff shook, and there was an invisible aura It was heard that the whisk was broken every inch of it. Although Li Mochou let go early, her tiger's mouth was still numb, and she might not be able to fight again in a short time.

Li Mochou dared not love to fight, and taking advantage of the distance between Xuan Cheng and Xuan Cheng, she carried the top Qinggong Tianjiao Bikong of the Ancient Tomb School and flew out of the window without hesitation.

Xuan Cheng's martial arts are far superior to Li Mochou's, he has always been deeply concerned that the other party escaped from him several times, he has already thought of a way to deal with it, seeing Li Mochou really flew away, he threw the Zen stick over with all his strength.

Accompanied by the shrill wind, the Zen stick came first, if Li Mochou continued to flee, she might not escape the fate of being seriously injured and killed by the Zen stick.

Li Mochou is also aware of this, but she has been rampant for many years, relying not only on martial arts and poisonous needles, but also on her top-notch fighting consciousness. If he escaped from Xuan Cheng's hands, if he could only spend his life in the temple with the ancient Buddha lighted up, facing the wall and thinking about his mistakes, then it would be better to end it once and for all.

After weighing the pros and cons, Li Mochou decided to bear the blow of the Zen staff desperately, and also to take the opportunity to escape, so she didn't dodge or evade, she just hit her back with her true energy, waiting for the impending thunder strike.

Lu Zhangke gasped, with his eyesight, he could tell that Li Mochou's and Xuan Cheng's skills were very different, Li Mochou was unlucky to be hit by this, she couldn't help feeling sorry for such a beautiful one Taoist nun, just like this, the fragrance disappears and the jade dies.Of course, even if he wanted to save him at this time, it was too late.

Zhao Min on the side looked solemn, and Hua Zheng also showed a look of impatience, and they all watched the tragedy happen.

Whoosh!

When the Zen stick was about to hit Li Mochou's back, a chopstick was shot from nowhere, collided with the Zen stick, and the chopstick immediately shattered, but affected by this, the Zen stick also deviated from the aim and flew towards the window while spinning go.

Li Mochou saw that the Zen stick that was supposed to be behind her was flying in front of her, she couldn't help but turn pale, she tiptoed her toes, stopped her figure abruptly, turned over gracefully and landed beside Song Qingshu's table, looked at him suspiciously, only Seeing a handsome man pouring himself a drink, the pair of chopsticks by the side of the bowl happened to be missing, and he didn't know what was going on, so he cupped his fists and thanked him, "Thank you, Your Excellency, for your help."

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Chapter 309 The Demon Girl Says The Demon Girl

"It's just a little effort, Miss Li don't have to worry about it." Song Qingshu put down his wine glass, smiled faintly, and watched Li Mochou from such a close distance.

With pink face and peach cheeks, straight chest and straight waist, with such a tall figure, there must be a pair of straight long legs under the loose Taoist robe. She is really a stunning beauty. According to the original description, her beauty should be no less than that of Little Dragon Girl. Seeing her now , Sure enough, what he said was true.

Being swept away by Song Qingshu's gaze, Li Mochou felt quite uncomfortable standing there. If an ordinary man looked at her like this, she would have turned her face already.However, the other party's eyes were warm, and there was more appreciation in the eyes, not to mention that Li Mochou had a hard time feeling disgusted just after he rescued her, so she just stood there quietly.

But Li Mochou had never been seen by a man in this way for so many years, her face was inevitably a little hot, and her cheeks became dizzy soon.

After this change, the eyes of the entire inn were focused on Song Qingshu, and everyone had different expressions.

Jinlun Fawang's face changed slightly, and Xuan Cheng struck with a thunderbolt. He thought to himself that he had to avoid the sharp edge for a while, but he didn't expect that this young man could knock away a Zen stick weighing tens of catties with just a chopstick. And the grasp of the accuracy of strength is really appalling.

Zhao Min had just seen Song Qingshu's appearance clearly at this time, and he couldn't help being taken aback for a moment, and gave a light sigh, with a look of astonishment on his face: "Why is it him?"

"Minmin, do you know him?" Huazheng felt that the young man had a special air of calmness and calmness, and when he heard Zhao Min muttering to himself, he couldn't help but look at her curiously.

"It can be regarded as acquaintance." Zhao Min has not recovered from the shock, "It's strange, why does it look completely different now?"

Song Qingshu used to have the nickname Yumian Mengchang, and his appearance was naturally romantic and suave, but he was narrow-minded before, which led to a gloomy and unruly look on his face.Today's Song Qingshu's skill is getting higher and higher, and Shenlongdao has been awakened by Ouyang Feng's words, the whole person's temperament has suddenly changed drastically, the divine light is restrained, and it is elegant and dusty.

"Amitabha, who is the benefactor? Why do you want to save this demon girl?" Seeing that Song Qingshu's chopsticks knocked his Zen stick into the air, Xuan Cheng was very surprised. None of them were in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, a small inn met so many masters.Those two wretched-looking old men, and the fan monk with the big wheel, although not as good as myself, they must not be too far behind.But the young man in front of him, who looked only in his twenties, sat there with an unfathomable feeling. When did the world have such a powerful young man?

"I'm just a passer-by. Seeing this girl was about to die on the spot, I couldn't bear it, so I came to the rescue. I hope the master will forgive me."

As soon as people in the world knew that he had failed to assassinate Kangxi and died, Song Qingshu knew that his identity was sensitive at this time, so he didn't want to reveal his name.

Seeing Song Qingshu hesitate to answer, a trace of greenness flashed across Xuan Cheng's face, he quickly filtered the list of young masters in the arena, constantly guessing the identity of the man in front of him, Bei Qiaofeng?Appearance does not match age.Nan Murong?Martial arts don't seem to be that high.Could it be that person?

"It turned out to be the leader of Mingjiao Zhang, so why do you have to hide it?" Xuan Cheng couldn't help but sneered.

Song Qingshu couldn't help laughing, and turned to look at Zhao Min: "Even if I am willing to be the sweetheart of the princess, she probably won't be happy."

Seeing Song Qingshu's frivolous words, Zhao Min suddenly became angry, snorted coldly, grabbed a bow and arrow from the guard's quiver, and threw it at Song Qingshu.

Because of Zhao Min's noble background, many top martial arts masters have taught her martial arts, so her shots are quite in the style of everyone.A bow and arrow was thrown by her casually, no less than an arrow shot by a warrior in the army.

With Song Qingshu's current skills, he naturally didn't pay much attention to it. He raised his hand calmly, firmly clamping the arrow with his two fingers, with an expression like this: "Master Xuancheng, you have seen it all, unless Mongolia uses bows and arrows as hydrangea balls." custom."

Zhao Min's face turned cold, and he was about to do something, but suddenly he smiled, as if the ice and snow had just melted: "Song Shaoxia, I haven't seen you for a while, I didn't expect your martial arts to develop so fast, it seems that the Wudang sect's kung fu is really broad and profound."

What a great character!

Song Qingshu smiled wryly. For many years, Shaolin and Wudang had been at odds. For one thing, the Shaolin Temple thought that Zhang Sanfeng was a Shaolin traitor. Wudang’s martial arts were learned secretly from the Shaolin Temple. Of course, the people in the Wudang School were not happy. The martial arts they learned were obviously Zhang Sanfeng’s upright Second, Zhang Cuishan was forced to death by Shaolin Temple, and at the same time, Yu Daiyan was cut off from his whole body by the powerful Vajra Finger of Shaolin Temple. So although the two families are both famous and decent martial arts schools, their relationship has always been very tense.

Xuan Cheng became addicted to martial arts, and after hearing that Wudang Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts were superb, coupled with the deep-rooted sect dispute, he always had the idea of ​​going up to Wudang Mountain to meet him for a while.

Hearing Zhao Min expose Song Qingshu's Wudang faction identity, Xuan Cheng sneered: "It turns out they are the disciples and grandchildren of that Shaolin traitor, no wonder they are so defiant."

As soon as this remark came out, the atmosphere in the inn suddenly became tense.Zhao Min also didn't expect Xuancheng to be so merciless, Zhang Sanfeng was highly respected, but he directly called him a Shaolin traitor, Song Qingshu, as a Wudang disciple, involved the patriarch Qingyu, I am afraid that he would never die.

Sure enough, Song Qingshu's expression changed. Although he had no feelings for the Wudang faction, and he had already been expelled from Wudang by Zhang Sanfeng, he had already been branded as the Wudang faction. Bai's reputation is not good.

"Song is not talented, and he also knows that Shaolin martial arts emphasizes the use of Buddhism to resolve the hostility in martial arts. The higher the Dharma, the higher the martial arts ability. As a Buddhist disciple, you have no compassion. I am truly worthy of being a high-ranking monk of the Xuan family." Song Qingshu's tone was flat, but in contrast to the two, onlookers really felt that Xuan Cheng was inferior.

Hearing Song Qingshu's words, Xuan Cheng was inexplicably surprised, wondering why it was exactly the same as what the person from the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion said?But Song Qingshu was young, Xuan Cheng didn't believe that he really had such insight, when he was just a blind cat and met a dead mouse, he couldn't help snorting: "Wudang is known as a famous and decent family, but you are greedy for beauty, and you rescued Li Mochou This devil. This disciple is like this, which can be seen in the style of the Wudang sect."

Hearing what Xuan Cheng said, Xia Qingqing grabbed Song Qingshu angrily, and Li Mochou stood there in embarrassment, but Song Qingshu himself was very calm: "First, Song is no longer a member of Wudang sect, that Shao Min The princess can testify for me." He raised his hand to signal Zhao Min, but all he got was a coquettish snort.

Song Qingshu didn't take it seriously, and continued: "Secondly, great monk, which eye of yours saw me because you were greedy for beauty and saved Daoist Li?"

"Just now you looked at the wicked girl's whole body, everyone in the room saw it." There was no lack of ridicule in Xuan Cheng's tone.

"I can testify for Master Xuan Cheng on this point." Zhao Min clapped his hands fearing that the world would not be chaotic, "Song Shaoxia saw the eyes of Daoist Li just now, and he really wanted to strip..."

Halfway through the speech, Zhao Min deliberately stopped talking, but the meaning was self-evident.Seeing what the master said, the elders Xuanming and Ming on the side even more embellished and echoed, accompanied by presumptuous and obscene laughter.

Li Mochou was so angry that she trembled all over, although she was worried about their martial arts strength, she still couldn't help but tremble slightly and was ready to strike.At this time Song Qingshu lightly pressed her shoulder and shook his head slightly at her.

She has always kept herself clean since she was walking in the rivers and lakes, not to mention being in contact with men, even if a man looks at her more than once, Li Mochou will probably shoot him blind. At this moment, Song Qingshu's hand is on her shoulder, but for the first time, she is not angry, feeling Feeling the heat from the palms on her shoulders, Li Mochou suddenly felt a shyness of a girl.

Seeing that Li Mochou gradually calmed down, Song Qingshu just looked at Xuan Cheng and said, "I have a story here, the great monk can comment on it."

Everyone in the inn was puzzled, but Song Qingshu just said, "Once upon a time there was an old monk traveling with a young monk. They encountered a river on the way. They saw a woman who wanted to cross the river but did not dare to cross it. The old monk took the initiative to carry the woman across the river. After crossing the river, he put down the woman and continued on the road with the little monk. The little monk couldn't help muttering all the way: What happened to Master? How dare you carry a woman across the river? Walking, thinking all the way, finally couldn't help it, and said: Master, you violated the precepts Why did you carry a woman on your back? The old monk sighed: I have already put it down, but you still can’t let it go!"