Teacher! Mr. missed class again today [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

The glaring blood flowed from the back of his white hand, Lu Wushuang was taken aback, his lips trembling: "Your hand..."

Jiang Yunlou said indifferently, "It's nothing."

Qu Yang at the side saw Dongfang Bubai's hand holding the teacup tightly, his face was still calm, and his faint eyes fell on the back of Jiang Yunlou's hand.Qu Yang stroked his beard, looked away, and observed every move of everyone in the lobby thoughtfully. He happened to see the waiter hiding behind the counter trembling into the kitchen.

Li Mochou laughed and said, "Do you know why I entered this shop?"

Jiang Yunlou frowned slightly, and the old nun behind him glared at Li Mochou fiercely, Li Mochou said loudly: "Heyuan residence, Heyuan residence, if you want to blame it, blame it for taking such a Name! As soon as I saw it, I thought of that bitch He Yuanjun, I want everyone in this inn to die together!"

As soon as her words fell, there was a scream from the kitchen: "Dead, dead—!"

The waiter who had sneaked into the kitchen backed out in a frenzy, his legs were so frightened that he could only crawl on the ground, looking pale with fright and about to faint.

The old nun stood up abruptly, passed the waiter and walked into the kitchen, wanting to find out.As soon as she entered, she saw two corpses in the kitchen, a chunky but well-dressed middle-aged man, and a 50-[-]-year-old man who looked like a cook. Both of them died after their throats were cut by a sword. die.

At the same time, she smelled a faint smell of smoke, the situation was urgent, the old nun didn't think about it for the time being, she walked out of the kitchen, grabbed the semi-conscious Xiao Er who was lying on the ground, and slapped him hard twice.

The waiter managed to wake up, and saw a woman's magnified face.

"Say! Who are the two corpses inside?!"

The waiter almost cried: "It's the shopkeeper and... and the cook..."

The unexpected answer made the old nun furious, she put down the waiter, turned around and pointed at Li Mochou angrily: "The devil! You killed so many people for your little lover, are you not satisfied?!"

When Jiang Yunlou heard this, he understood what happened.Li Mochou came out of the kitchen just now, that is to say, as soon as Li Mochou entered the inn, she quietly left the guest room and killed the shopkeeper and the cook successively. Her purpose was to destroy this "Heyuan Residence"!

The only thing I didn't expect was that there were so many people in the way in this inn.

Li Mochou sneered and said: "I swear! Whoever mentions these two sluts in front of me, I will kill him!"

After all, I don't care about Lu Wushuang any more, and hit the old nun with a single palm. Li Mochou used the three moves of fly whisk, ice soul needle, and red training palm to run amok, killing countless people and making people frightened. The power of her palm is natural Not small!But before the palm wind arrived, she was blocked by another hand.

Jiang Yunlou raised his hand to block, flipped his wrist, and released Li Mochou's palm with a few strokes. Li Mochou withdrew his palm decisively, and swept across the dust, but barely touched a corner of Jiang Yunlou's clothes.

Several silver needles flew out of her sleeve, some of them were shot at Jiang Yunlou, and some of them were shot at the old nun behind Jiang Yunlou. The silver needles pierced Jiang Yunlou's eyes. The palm of his hand seemed fast and slow, with a slight flick, two ding dings, and the two silver needles were swept to the ground by him.

The old nun flicked her sleeves to block Li Mochou's silver needle.

But he didn't want to, these ice soul needles were just a cover.

The dust whisk wrapped around Lu Wushuang's ankle fiercely like a poisonous snake. With a click, her tiny ankle made the sound of bones breaking. Lu Wushuang's pretty face turned pale, and she immediately passed out from the pain.

"The devil!!"

The old nun was furious immediately, rubbed her body, and attacked Li Mochou like a storm. Li Mochou sneered again and again. She threw Lu Wushuang out with a flick of the dust whisk. There was blood on the wall, the old nun couldn't bear to see the innocent child get hurt, so she could only chase Lu Wushuang's body and fled away, Li Mochou smiled triumphantly, and there was a palm wind coming from behind, Li Mochou hit Jin Zhong with one move , the body has jumped out of the gate of Kawara residence suddenly.

The old nun said: "She is going to escape!"

When Jiang Yunlou raised his eyes, he saw a red figure appearing out of thin air behind Li Mochou. He used the corner of his eye to look at the seat in the corner. There was only Qu Yang there, and the figure of Dongfang Bubai had long since disappeared.

Li Mochou jumped out of the Heyuan Residence - leaving the green hills there, not afraid of no firewood - although she was crazy, she was not stupid, she was about to use lightness kung fu to escape, when suddenly there was another person behind her.

The person behind only said two words faintly, "Want to escape?"

Her complexion changed drastically.

The next moment, a palm pushed her back to Heyuan Residence, the cold and domineering internal force made her hair stand on end, she was horrified and speechless, but the man in Tsing Yi from Heyuan Residence came forward and grabbed her wrist.

An unbelievably thick internal force seeped into her body from her wrist, and flowed through her body along her meridians. Li Mochou's eyes widened, and she felt a rumble in her head, and the majestic internal force exploded in her body. Open, instantly abolished her whole body's meridians!

There was a crackling sound from her ankle, and the Taoist nun in apricot yellow clothes slumped to the ground, her face was as pale as paper, as if she had lost all vitality in an instant.

All the meridians in her body were abolished, and her ankle was also broken.

Jiang Yunlou said: "I abolished your martial arts for Cheng Ying, and your foot is in return for what you did to Lu Wushuang."

After he finished speaking, he stopped looking at Li Mochou and walked towards Lu Wushuang and the old nun instead.

Li Mochou giggled, her voice was very low, she was so weak that she was about to die at any moment: "The pervert is right, you dare not kill people...don't dare..."

She couldn't move at all, and tried to open her eyes, but she could only see the figure of Dongfang Bubai standing against the light at the entrance of the lobby, and she smiled softly: "Okay, if you don't kill me... I will... I still want to kill more people...the ones surnamed Lu, the ones surnamed He...I will kill them all..."

Dongfang Bubai looked down at Li Mochou indifferently. Although he was looking at her, it seemed that he had never seen this person in his eyes.

... unreasonable.

The old nun suddenly handed Lu Wushuang in her arms to Jiang Yunlou, stood up, strode up to Li Mochou, pointed at her viciously, and said, "Did you live your whole life just for a word of love? !"

Pointing at Li Mochou, she hated iron and said, "Killed so many people, done so many bad things, got myself covered in blood, and lost my reputation. Everyone in the world fears and laughs at you, just for one A man who doesn't love you, are you worth it?!"

Li Mochou's expression was blank for a moment, and then suddenly became ferocious: "He loves me! He said he wanted to marry me!!"

She suddenly gained strength and said loudly: "He loves me!"

The old nun looked at her expression, as if looking at a hopeless lunatic, Li Mochou laughed again: "Yeah, how do you understand, you are an old nun, what do you understand? You don't understand ...You smelly men, which one of you is not three wives and four concubines, who have exhausted a woman's sincerity...You all deserve to die! You all deserve to die! "

She suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and coughed continuously.

The smell of smoke slowly drifted out from the kitchen, and everyone could smell it.Qu Yang stood up, sighed, and said, "Someone set fire."

Who set the fire?

Of course it was Li Mochou.

A few young nuns of the Hengshan Sect became agitated, but the others were calm and not panicked.

In the distance, Cheng Bi rushed back with two disciples of the God Sect, and saw Dongfang Bubai who lived outside Heyuan, and hurriedly said: "Young master, I'm out of water!"

Dongfang Bubai glanced at her lightly and said, "I know."

His face was calm: "Go upstairs and take down our luggage, especially Changsheng's Qin."

He glanced at the other two disciples again: "Go to the backyard and get the horse out."

The disciples were ordered to carry out the order of the leader.

At this time, the backyard was almost completely engulfed by the raging fire. When the disciples of the Divine Cult managed to pull out the horses of the masters, they saw people everywhere outside the Kawara residence, all of them were neighbors who came out to put out the fire, and Dongfang Bubai waited. The man stood outside the gate of He Yuanju, Jiang Yunlou was holding a unconscious girl in his arms, and the old nun of the Hengshan sect commanded several young nuns to drag out the bodies of the waiter, the shopkeeper, and the cook.

In the midst of the ever-spreading fire, I suddenly heard a soft singing voice floating in the center of He Yuanju. The singing voice was clear and clear: "Ask the world, what is love, and teach life and death..."

The old nun looked moved, and after a long time, she let out a big sigh.

The little nun beside her couldn't bear to say: "Master, don't we save her?"

The old nun sternly reprimanded: "What are you saving? She deserves to die! Fairy Chi Lian is dead, that's for the sake of the world!"

Her lips twitched, and she finally said, "...let her die."

The little nun nodded, and said sadly: "What she is asking for is just a couple for a lifetime..."

The old nun stared, "Who taught you such nonsense?!"

The little nun knew she had made a slip of the tongue, so she dared not speak any more.

The old nun said: "Go, help everyone put out the fire. There are several ordinary families connected to the backyard. This fire may burn most of the family property!"

The little nuns responded and joined the ranks of putting out the fire.

Dongfang Bubai took a deep look at the gate of Heyuan Residence, and waved his sleeves: "Let's go."

Li Mochou's singing still came faintly behind her.

"...you are alone, where should you go from now on?"

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In the evening of that day, Dongfang Bubai, Jiang Yunlou and others met the Hengshan faction in a remote inn again.

Seeing them, the old nun whispered to the disciples to eat honestly, and then came over.

"The name of the poor nun is Dingyi."

At this time, only Dongfang Bubai and Jiang Yunlou were sitting in the lobby.

Cheng Bi took care of the unconscious child in Lu Wushuang's room, Qu Yang went back to study his Guangling after dinner and dispersed, only Dongfang Bubai and Jiang Yunlou stayed in the lobby drinking tea.

The wound on the back of Jiang Yunlou's hand has already been smeared with medicine, and the back of his white hand was smeared with red liquid medicine, which was very abrupt. Jiang Yunlou thought he was ugly, so he planned to wash it off just now, but was stared at by Dongfang Bubai. After one glance, he had to touch his nose to give up.

When Dingyi came, Jiang Yunlou immediately stood up and returned the salute, "So it's Mrs. Dingyi, my surname is Jiang, and my name is Yunlou."

Dingyi worried: "What about the child?"

Jiang Yunlou smiled wryly, and replied: "I asked the doctor to look at it, and the broken foot by Li Mochou has been reattached, but there is nothing to do with the limp foot... She has not yet woken up. , is being looked after by our maid."

Dingyi looked at Jiang Yunlou, then at Dongfang Bubai who was sipping tea and said nothing, and asked, "Are you planning to take this child home?"

A bit of helplessness appeared on Jiang Yunlou's face, and he replied: "We were going to visit a friend, but now that something like this happened, the plan may have to change..."

Dingyi interrupted him, and said straight to the point: "I want to ask you, do you plan to let this child join the Hengshan School?"

Jiang Yunlou couldn't help being surprised when he heard Dingyi's words.

Dingyi explained: "Her injury is only one thing, her current character is the biggest problem! I heard you talk, this child seems to have no relatives, only a cousin?"

Jiang Yunlou said solemnly: "Yes."

Dingyi asked him: "Do you have the confidence to correct her xinxing? She has undergone a big change, and she has been influenced by Li Mochou's side. I think she looks a little bad."

Jiang Yunlou nodded silently.

Lu Wushuang's current temperament can be seen by anyone as a problem.His selfishness is to hope that Lu Wushuang can forget these painful things and become cheerful again, preferably like Cheng Ying... However, everything she has experienced this year, plus the lame Feet, these wounds, will they really heal because of the reunion with Cheng Ying?

And himself, will he take good care of Lu Wushuang and accompany her out of the shadows all the time?Even if he is willing, does he have the ability to help Lu Wushuang untie his knot?

Jiang Yunlou didn't have the confidence.

Dongfang Bubai saw his hesitation, and said in a timely manner: "Hengshan School has a good style, which is more suitable for her self-cultivation than your 'home'."

During the day, Jiang Yunlou casually said that Cheng Ying was at his home, and Dongfang Bubai also used the phrase "home" to refer to Heimuya. Jiang Yunlou hesitated for a moment, and quickly made up his mind.

He bowed deeply to Dingyi and said: "Master is benevolent, if Wushuang can worship under Master's sect, then the younger generation will feel relieved."

When Dingyi heard this, his expression softened.

"As long as she is willing, I will teach her with all my heart!"

Jiang Yunlou sighed softly: "It's just that those two children will have to meet each other after all. Within a year, I will definitely take Cheng Ying to Hengshan School to visit Wushuang."

After speaking, he raised his eyes to look at Dingyi, asked for advice, "Is this possible?"

He spoke softly, and always behaved like a gentle and refined scholar, until this cautious look revealed a somewhat different look.Dingyi was taken aback for a moment, then readily agreed: "Yes."

She said: "You came to Mount Heng, just say that you are looking for Lu Wushuang, I will definitely ask the disciple who guards the gate to let you go up the mountain!"

Jiang Yunlou breathed a sigh of relief.

He frowned and said with a smile: "Thank you, Master."

The impression of Hengshan School in my heart is also very good. Even Dongfang Bubai would say that Hengshan School has a good style, so it is naturally a place with a very good style...

A little nun hurried in, holding a jar in her hand, and whispered: "Master, Li Mochou's ashes..."

Dingyi turned his head and stared at her, the little nun fell silent, and asked cautiously: "How should we deal with this?"

Everyone present all thought of Li Mochou's last sentence, "I'm alone, where should I go from now on?", and couldn't help feeling sad, feeling that this female devil was both hateful and pitiful, feeling indescribably complicated.

Ding Yi said slowly: "She is a member of the Ancient Tomb Sect, so she should be sent back to the Ancient Tomb Sect."

The little nun said: "But we still have to go to Hengshan to celebrate his birthday..."

Another little nun interjected: "Now we have to split up our staff to send our new junior sister back to Mount Heng to recuperate."

Ding Yi also felt very headache when he heard this.Who knew that going to Hengshan to celebrate a birthday would encounter these things?It's just that the ashes of Lu Wushuang and the devil can't be ignored.

Jiang Yunlou thought for a moment, and took the initiative to say: "Since Master Dingyi has done us a great favor, then let us send the ashes to the Ancient Tomb Sect."

Dongfang Bubai: "..."

It was Hengshan Town again, Fuwei Escort Bureau again, took Cheng Ying to Mount Hengshan again, and now there is another Ancient Tomb Sect... He suddenly discovered that this trip to the rivers and lakes might be longer than he imagined.