Bodyguards of big stars

Chapter [-] Chanting sutras to save lives!

The grievances between Tang Huan and the blind coach had nothing to do with personal interests, it was all caused by a fierce battle.

The blind coach wants to kill Tang Huan.

Tang Huan was almost killed by the blind coach.

What's more, in this battle with the blind coach, it was the first time in Tang Huan's life that he came into such close contact with the god of death.

If it weren't for Xue's master doctor and his old man's medical skills that turned decay into magic, Tang Huan would most likely be belching.

The grievances of life are the most extreme.

Without any emotional entanglements, conflicts of interest.

When Tang Huan saw the blind coach, it was appropriate to describe it in one sentence: Enemy's road is narrow.

"Very good." Tang Huan snorted, with a strange air. "What about you? Do you ever miss my fist?"

In that bloody battle, Tang Huan almost lost his life.But the one who was really humiliated in that battle was definitely not Tang Huan, but the blind coach.

He was beaten so desperately by Tang Huan that he was not like a human being, nor a ghost.

And Tang Huan almost turned into a ghost.

Tang Huan's words were quite provocative.The blind coach responded calmly, without any annoyance: "It's okay."

After a short pause, the blind coach said again: "Find time to discuss again."

That's an understatement.But it revealed the mind of the blind coach.

In the past few days, find time to play another game.

This time, I won't even give you a chance to save me.

Tang Huan frowned and said, "I can't ask for it."

After talking harshly to each other, there is no need to block the way at the gate.

After all, although the scale of this memorial service is small, it is certainly not just a few of them.

Arguing in public is demeaning and not in line with their style.

Tang Huan left with a flick of his sleeves and walked towards the lobby.

And Master Fenghuang who was following him, when passing by the blind coach, said with a cold expression: "Old blind man, you will die a miserable death."

"Master Saintess, please take care of yourself first." The blind coach said indifferently.

"Pretentious." Master Fenghuang turned and left.

The decoration of the memorial service is quite luxurious.

In the dark coffin lay the cold body of Prince Ke De.After the memorial service, Prince Curd will be cremated and buried on this isolated island forever.The isolated island that Prince Curd hated to reject.

He was imprisoned here for half a century.

He hated the island.

This isolated island confines the best years of his life.It also made him look like a living dead, without a soul, like a walking corpse.

Now, even if he died, he could only be buried here.

How miserable is Prince Ke De's life?How pitiful?

As if fate, he will never break free.

Maybe what happened to him was his own fault.But this kind of samsara-like retribution really makes people palpitate.Desperate.

Above the lobby, Her Majesty the Queen has already arrived.

Prince Hall, who had met once before, was also present.

Prince Hall's eyes just glanced over Tang Huan's face without stopping.

He knew that Tang Huan would still participate after all.

Then everything that was said before will come to naught.

And what is the purpose of the blind coach coming here?

The most important point is to get rid of Tang Huan, the stumbling block.

For this, the blind coach was extremely happy.

It was also a great shame for him to fight Tang Huan back then.Coupled with the grievances and grievances of the older generation, he was willing to get rid of Tang Huan for Prince Hall.

Whether public or private, the will to kill Tang Huan was extremely firm.

Prince Hall didn't show a good face, and Tang Huan certainly wouldn't take the initiative to curry favor with this prince full of quack temperament.

He and Master Fenghuang stood quietly at the side, quite like an old monk who watches his nose, nose, nose and heart.Blending perfectly into the air without saying a word.

Her Majesty the Queen gave Tang Huan a look, but did not communicate.

Just waited in silence.

It seems that she is still waiting.

Waiting for the finale.

Tang Huan was wondering, who else would appear here?

Not long after he meditated, someone appeared again.

A man who was no stranger to Tang Huan.

An old monk.

The Happy Buddha, unparalleled in the world, is the old monk's beloved disciple.

The mysterious Miss Er is also his apprentice.

Many strong men of the older generation want successors.But there are not many who can really do this.

The First Elder was fortunate to have met such a martial arts prodigy as Master Fenghuang.It can be regarded as a disciple who has inherited the mantle.

The mysterious old monk was even more lucky.

Suddenly picked up two treasures.A pair of siblings with great talent.

Miss Er is strong, and Happy Buddha is stronger.

So strong that even the Great Elder invited him to be his guest.

The old monk came.

He was calm and composed, and his steps were deliberate.

He was still wearing a monk's robe, looking calm and peaceful.

But there was an irresistible majesty of a strong man on his body.

Even the blind coach is inexplicably awed.

Yes.

When it comes to status and qualifications, the blind coach and the old monk are barely considered to be of the same generation.Also born in the same era.

But when the old monk became famous all over the world, the blind coach was just a young boy doing nothing.There is strength, but no one cares.Unlike the old monk, he was already full of friends and his reputation spread far and wide.

Even now, this old monk is still very important to the scavengers.

And he is just the bodyguard next to the scavenger.Seems to have quite a special status in the Pentagon Club.But still can't compare with the old monk.

Even though these years, the old monk has been hiding in the Lingyin Temple in Sijiu City, it seems that he doesn't hear anything outside the window.But the high status of Jianghu is admirable.

The old monk came out.

Even Her Majesty the Queen stepped forward to greet her in person.She smiled and said, "Mr. Zhao, I didn't expect you to come too."

The old monk's surname is Zhao, and his first name is Xianhe.

He is a legendary figure whom even Her Majesty the Queen has admired for a long time.

But the word Zhao Xianhe has long been far away from the life of the old monk.

His dharma name is not good, revealing a strange smell.

"The name of the poor monk is not good." The old monk said slowly. "Zhao Xianhe has nothing to do with me."

It's not that Her Majesty is completely ignorant of Chinese Buddhist scriptures.She nodded slightly, but didn't delve into the matter.Taking advantage of the situation, he changed his tune and said, "Master is not good. Please chant sutras for my uncle."

The old monk nodded without saying any unnecessary polite words.

He went straight to the coffin and gazed peacefully at Prince Ke De lying in the coffin.

After a moment of silence, he opened his mouth and said, "Old friend. You wait for me another day. Maybe the ending will be different. Why are you so anxious?"

These words are full of hints.

Wait another day, the ending will be different!

Did he want to say that if Prince Ke De did not commit suicide last night.When he lands on the island today, can he turn things around and help Prince Ke De take the throne?

Madness!

presumptuous!

Whoosh whoosh!

Several royal guards hiding in the side hall rushed into the lobby, glaring.

The leader is none other than Mr. Paladin, Moss, who has admired Her Majesty the Queen for many years.

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