I have golden pupils, trillions of blinks

Chapter 694 Heroes Save America
At this time, all the guests dining in the restaurant also found hundreds of lamas in red robes flying towards the Tingyu Inn like a flock of eagles.

Then, the faces of all the guests changed.

"It's a Tantric person!"

"They seem to be flying towards the Tingyu Inn."

"Let's go!"

Seeing hundreds of Tantric masters outside, they flew towards Tingyu Inn like flying eagles.

All the guests who ate were panicked.

They didn't bother to eat, and began to flee in a panic.

All of a sudden, the whole restaurant screamed and became chaotic.

This made Song Yiren, Lu Shan, and Yang Hui, who were going to the elevator, unaware that they were blocked by these guests running around in a panic.

Moreover, the elevator is already full of people, and even if they want to take the elevator, it is impossible to squeeze in.

Lu Shan made a decisive decision and said to Yang Hui: "We will protect the eldest lady and go to the stairs."

"Yes, boss." Yang Hui agreed.

Lu Shan, Yang Hui and his party protected Song Yiren and walked towards the stairs.

However, the stairs were more than ten meters away from them.

And the guests in the restaurant were running around, making them move at an unusually slow speed.

Song Yiren, who was wearing a white gauze hat, saw guests fleeing in a panic, like avoiding demons.

There was a hint of hatred in Song Yiren's eyes.

When did the tantric sect who guarded the snowy land, regarded as a protective god by the common people, become a demon that everyone could avoid?
Is this a good thing that old thief Wang Tong did?

Song Yiren clenched his jade hands into fists in his sleeves.

Once my father regains the Tantra, he must make it a sect respected by the people of the Western Regions again.

Just as Song Yiren, under the protection of Lu Shan and others, was walking quickly towards the stairs, there was a sudden bang.

I saw a dozen glass windows facing the outside of the restaurant on the second floor, all of a sudden shattered all over the place.

I saw one red-robed lama break through the window one after another.

In an instant, dozens of lamas flew in from outside.

These lamas held sharp scimitars, and their goal was very consistent, that is, to go straight to the Song Yi people wearing white gauze hats.

And when they were rushing towards the Song Yi people, they ran around in the restaurant, and all the guests who blocked their way were chopped down by the scimitars in the hands of these lamas.

In an instant, more than a dozen guests fell to the ground, bleeding all over the ground, and the bloody smell filled the air.

It was impossible for Song Yiren, Lu Shan and others to escape from the restaurant.

Because as a large number of lamas flew in through the window, they were surrounded by unkind lamas.

A sharp light flashed in Lu Shan's eyes, he looked at Yang Hui, and said in a low voice, "Let our people come to the second floor for rescue immediately."

Yang Hui nodded.

Then, she took out her phone and sent a quick message.

Hundreds of red-robed lamas almost occupied about half of the spacious restaurant space on the second floor.

They all had fierce eyes, held scimitars, and surrounded Song Yiren, Lu Shan and the others, staring at them like a wolf.

Lu Shan looked sharply at these red-robed lamas.

"What do you want to do? This is the inn of the Tantric branch of Yulan Town. You are making trouble here. Do you have the order of Sect Master Wang?"

"Lord Lu, of course we have the warrant from Sovereign Wang." At this moment, a cold voice sounded from behind a group of lamas.

Then, an old lama with a short silver beard under his chin came out from behind the group of lamas.

The old lama looked at Lu Shan with sharp eyes like an eagle.

"Elder Chang, it's you?" Lu Shan pretended to be surprised.

The corner of the old lama's lips curved into a smile: "That's right, it's me."

After all, the old lama took out a palm-sized gold medal from his pocket.

The front of this gold medal is engraved with the words "Tantric Buddhism", and the gold medal is engraved with exquisite patterns, which looks like an extraordinary token at first glance.

Holding the gold medal in his hand, the old lama said to Lu Shan: "Teacher Lu can see clearly, this is the warrant of Sect Master Wang.

I, Chang Cuishan, under the order of the Suzerain King, led the masters of the Tantric sect, and came here to capture the daughter of the old thief of Song Confucianism.

I also hope that Hall Master Lu can cooperate with us and capture the old thief's daughter, so that I can also explain to Sect Master Wang. "

Lu Shan smiled coldly: "Elder Chang, are you joking? Why is Song Ru's daughter here with me?"

Although Lu Shan knew that it was not easy to hide Chang Cuishan.

However, Song Yiren wore a white gauze hat, and Lu Shan still could not admit it.

Chang Cuishan smiled: "Master Lu, at this moment, you still want to hide it?

Who is this woman wearing a gauze hat next to you if not the daughter of old thief Song?
Don't you think that you can hide it from us? "

Lu Shan looked at Chang Cuishan and said, "Chang Cuishan, you are helping the evildoers and doing all kinds of bad things. One day you will be punished."

A sneer appeared on Chang Cuishan's face: "Teacher Lu, thanks to Sect Master Wang, he thought you were loyal to him, but I didn't expect you to be so loyal to a person who has lost power?
It's just that such loyalty is stupid, don't you know that those who know current affairs are outstanding?

Now that Sect Master Wang is in charge of the Tantric sect, and he is backed by the ancestor of Mount Everest, do you think the old thief Song can make a comeback? "

"Chang Cuishan, you villain, you do all kinds of bad things for old thief Wang, my father will definitely kill you with his own hands." At this moment, Song Yiren couldn't bear it and scolded Chang Cuishan in a cold voice.

"Hey, Song Yiren, you finally made your voice." Chang Cuishan sneered.

Then, Chang Cuishan issued an order to the lamas on the left and right: "Everyone is not going to take down the daughter of the old thief Song!"

Following Chang Cuishan's order, all the lamas around immediately roared and waved their sharp scimitars, attacking Song Yiren, Lu Shan and others.

Faced with the attacking lama, Lu Shan's eyes flashed sharply, and he ordered Yang Hui and his subordinates: "Protect Miss!"

Yang Hui and several masters immediately faced the Lama.

The two sides immediately fought fiercely together.

Of course, the Lushan side has fewer people and can only be on the defensive, while the many lamas are the offensive side.

In the midst of a fierce battle, thirty or forty men suddenly rushed out from the stairs.

These people all hold swords in their hands.

As soon as these people came to the restaurant on the second floor, the leader ordered loudly: "Hurry up and save the eldest lady and Hall Master Lu!"

Three or forty people came up the stairs, and they were the masters of Lu Shan's subordinates.

Then, these thirty or forty masters rushed to kill the lamas brought to Changcui Mountain.

Chang Cuishan immediately ordered some lamas to face the masters who rescued Lu Shan and Song Yi people.

In an instant, there was a lot of fighting in the restaurant, the sound of swords and swords was endless, and the killing was indistinguishable.

On the other side of the restaurant, there was a table near the window. Lin Feng, Liang Shiqin, and Ye Xuerou were still sitting at the table.

It's time to drink, it's time to eat.

It seemed that the fighting in the restaurant had nothing to do with them.

Liang Shiqin, Ye Xuerou and the others already knew at this moment that these Tantric lamas were not here for them.

It's for the young lady wearing the white gauze hat.

In other words, they are now pure bystanders.

The fight in the restaurant lasted for half an hour before it stopped temporarily.

The reason why they stopped was that almost all the dozens of masters who came to rescue Lu Shan and Song Yiren fell to the ground with serious injuries.

Although there were thirty or forty of these masters, they were facing hundreds of lamas.

And these lamas are all of extraordinary strength.

Therefore, Lu Shan's masters were defeated almost without accident.

Of course, the lamas on Changcui Mountain also injured more than a dozen people.

As for Lu Shan, Song Yiren, and Yang Hui, several masters around them also fell into a pool of blood.

Even Lu Shan, Song Yiren, and Yang Hui were wounded.

The surrounding lamas were not defeated, but were still surrounded by the three of them, staring at each other with a scimitar in their hands.

"Hey, Hall Master Lu, Song Yiren, are you still going to resist?" Chang Cuishan looked at Lu Shan and Song Yiren coldly, and said sarcastically.

Lu Shan's eyes flashed with anger, and his hands clenched into fists.

In Tingyu Inn, all his masters have been defeated by the lama brought by Changcui Mountain.

It was impossible for him and Song Yiren to break through and leave safely.

Right now, he only faces death.

die.

That's right, only death in battle.

Otherwise, if captured, it would be like a prisoner being taken back to Tantric Buddhism.

The old thief Wang Tong will definitely torture him to death.

In that case, not only would life be worse than death, but he would also be humiliated.

Therefore, Lu Shan would rather die in battle than become a prisoner.

He looked at Song Yiren with some guilt, and said: "Miss, I can't send you out of here safely, I'm sorry for the suzerain.

I'm even more sorry for the eldest lady, this is all my negligence, and I deserve death. "

Song Yiren looked at Lu Shan, and said: "Master Lu, don't blame yourself, life and death are destiny, since we have this calamity, it is destined.

It's just a pity that he didn't personally kill the old thief Wang Tong. "

"Hahaha, it's ridiculous that you want to kill Sect Master Wang." Chang Cuishan laughed loudly, with a mocking look on his face.

Lu Shan looked at Chang Cuishan, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he shouted coldly: "Chang Cuishan, you traitor of the Tantric sect, I will kill you to eliminate harm for the Tantric sect."

As soon as the angry cursing fell, Lu Shan circulated true energy in his hands, attacking Chang Cuishan like lightning.

However, Chang Cuishan seemed to have been prepared for a long time. When Lu Shan attacked, he quickly responded with his palm.

The two attacked and shot out their palms, like lightning and flint, bombarding together at once.

There was a loud bang, like a stone breaking the sky!

Then the powerful internal energy burst out like a shocking wind and thunder.

All of a sudden, the two of them were sent flying backwards.

Dengdengdeng.

Lu Shan quickly retreated more than ten meters before stopping.

Then, with a pop, Lu Shan opened his mouth and spit out a big mouthful of blood.

As for Chang Cuishan, he only retreated three or four meters back, with a very calm expression on his face, and he was not injured.

It can be said that when the two fought against each other, they immediately became superior.

Lu Shan's strength is far from being Chang Cuishan's opponent.

But this is not surprising, Lu Shan is just a small hall master of the Tantric sect, and Chang Cuishan is the elder of the Tantric sect.

The status of an elder is not only higher than that of the hall master, but also his strength.

Song Yiren saw that Lu Shan was defeated by Chang Cui Shan, and retreated more than ten meters, vomiting blood and seriously injured.

The anger and resentment in her heart was unbearable, swish, the white dress flew up, light as a bird, and as fast as lightning, and slapped Chang Cui Mountain with her palm.

Although Chang Cuishan had just exchanged palms with Lu Shan, it was obvious that he did not consume much internal energy.

Seeing Song Yiren attacking, Chang Cuishan's eyes flashed a sneer, and when Song Yiren approached, he struck out with his palm like an electric shock.

boom!
Song Yiren screamed.

Then she flew out like a kite with a broken string.

And Song Yiren who flew out happened to hit the table of Lin Feng who was still eating and drinking in front of the window.

It was too late to say it, but then it was fast, and I saw a figure, as fast as lightning, which was about to smash Song Yiren on the table, and stretched out his hand to wrap Song Yiren's waist.

Let Song Yiren's feet land on the ground firmly, unscathed.

(End of this chapter)