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How can you tolerate being frivolous by this old monk?

At this moment, she held the pistol calmly in her arm.

In the depths of the eyes, the murderous intent is revealed!

On the other hand, the ascetic monk glanced at Professor Ye with a calm expression. On such an ordinary face, there was even a weird smile: "When you die, it will be tasteless."

boom!

The gunfire suddenly sounded.

Professor Ye pulled the trigger and shot.

But the ascetic monk who was close at hand was not hit in the head.

He just shook it slightly, and people left the sofa. Stand up.

"Lao Ye. You taught a good granddaughter." The ascetic monk walked slowly outside the door. "I like it very much, and I won't give up."

Bang bang!

Professor Ye fired two more shots in succession.

But her marksmanship, which was not uncommon at first, seemed so cumbersome when the ascetic dodges lightly.

Like a blind man, he couldn't hit it anyway.

Professor Ye's face was murderous, and his pupils were full of chill.

One of the bullets ran out. Not even the ascetic monk's robe was touched.

She was angry, but equally shocked.

Chu Yun was right. This old monk could never be invulnerable even if he had copper skin and iron bones.

The important thing is who holds the sword!

"Miss Ye. I suggest you follow my master." The little monk stepped forward with a smile on his face. "Otherwise, wait for my master to come again next time. You may not be able to keep Ye Mansion safe."

"This is called non-autonomy of doctors?"

Chu Yun, who had been taciturn since entering the living room, spoke.

He held the slightly hot pistol in Professor Ye's hand and took it over peacefully.

Then, slowly put it on the coffee table. Expressionlessly said: "Why don't you ask the old monk. Can he keep you safe?"

Talk about it.

Chu Yun walked towards the little monk calmly.

Suddenly, a strong murderous intent filled the air,

One after another, the little monk's body was sealed off like a substantive qi. Makes his brows frowned slightly.

Professor Ye's expression changed slightly, and he opened his mouth to stop.

When she received the news, Chu Yun fought two hard battles one after another.

There is an injury on the body, and it is not light.

Chu Yun shook his head lightly, not allowing her to speak out.

Between the eyebrows, a violent color was revealed.

"Are you looking for death?" The little monk reduced the smile on his face. The plain eyes stared at Chu Yun for a moment.

Even Professor Ye knows the news. He is the most talented apprentice as a closed disciple of the ascetic monk. How can you not know?

"Although I don't want to admit it." Chu Yun strode forward, a hostile spirit erupted from his body. "But your shameless master really angered me."

"I'm very fair." In Chu Yun's dark eyes, murderous intent was bound to appear. "He provokes me, and you pay for it."

"Play with him."

The ascetic monk stopped and stood.

There was no joy or anger on his plain face. But Chu Yun finally walked into the trap he carefully laid out.

Seeing this scene, Ye Lao frowned. Secretly it's not good.

"Isn't he injured?" Ye Lao asked in a low voice. "Why are you still going home with you?"

"I didn't stop it." Professor Ye's elegant face showed worry.

"We are all caught in the trap of Jiuying." Ye Lao was quite annoyed.

When Professor Ye heard the words, his heart trembled.

In the trap?

Grandpa meant that this old monk came to Ye Mansion to make trouble. Is it because drunk and warm do not mean to drink?

He didn't want to provoke Ye Mansion, but Chu Yun?

In this way, the little monk could absolutely kill Chu Yun. Not afraid of being held accountable!

Who is accountable?

Yenching Chu Family!

The top giant who hid three big monsters!

A devil, Chu Hongye, was terrifying. It is frightening.

And Chu Zhongtang, an old monster who rarely shows up, but has already reached its peak. It is even more talkative!

Even though he was as powerful as an ascetic monk, he didn't want to kill Chu Yun unreasonably. Even if he killed two of the ascetic's apprentices, one apprentice-grandson.

Force him to do it himself!

Let him take the initiative to find trouble!

Kill him, no one can say anything!

Professor Ye was anxious and wanted to step forward to stop him.

But Ye Lao grabbed him: "You can't stop him."

"I know." Professor Ye lowered his beautiful eyes.

She knew Chu Yun as a person.

Once he decides something, no one can change his mind.

"At least you succeeded." Ye Lao let out a sigh of breath and rubbed his chest. "He said just now. Although he doesn't want to admit it, he has to face his heart. He cares about you very much, and he cares about you."

On Professor Ye's elegant face, a strange color passed: "I would rather he be like before and don't pay much attention to me."

Chu Yun was teased about it in the evening. It worked right now.

She has a strong sense of anxiety. It seems to be some kind of fate. It was difficult for her to calm down.

"It's made by human heart." Ye Lao said with a pursed lips. "What's more, my granddaughter of Ye Zhenglong is no worse than others."

Professor Ye didn't bother to discuss these.

She only cared about Chu Yun's safety: "Grandpa, you played against him just now. What do you think is Chu Yun's chance of winning?"

"That depends on his injury." Ye Lao frowned. "If the injury is not serious, he should be able to narrowly win."

"What if it's serious?" Professor Ye asked.

Even Chu Yun himself said that he was in ill health and not in good spirits.

This is the first time that Professor Ye has heard of Chu Yun's self-evaluation.

On weekdays, he is always the phrase that a man can't cry tired, can't say no.

"It's hard to say." Ye Lao shook his head. His complexion was solemn.

Everyone looked at Chu Yun eagerly.

But he was already standing in front of the little monk.

With a chill on his body, he stared at the little monk's delicate face with a narrow smile without squinting.

"How do you want to die?" Chu Yun asked lightly with his thin lips open.

"You decide-pop!"

The little monk's voice did not fall.

Chu Yun slapped his hand up.

The little monk frowned, but waited for it and quickly blocked it.

Snapped!

After the left hand is drawn, the right hand comes again.

After three or four slaps, the little monk finally couldn't help but step back two steps.

His arms were numb and he didn't want to play this kind of naive game again.

But he backed away. Chu Yun followed like a shadow.

"Then beat you to death."

Chu Yun stretched out his hand, like a little monk catching Xiao Wu's collar.

He grabbed the little monk by the collar.

But he never slammed his shoulder. Instead, he held down the shoulders of the little monk.

"Ok?"

The little monk shook his shoulders, but didn't bounce off Chu Yun.

He raised his hand, trying to release Chu Yun's shackles.

But Chu Yun raised his right hand, made a fist with his five fingers, and slammed into his chest.

boom!

The little monk raised his brows. Stack your arms to block.

It was difficult to block Chu Yun's punch.

"I suggest you don't struggle."

Chu Yun raised his hand and punched again.

boom!

The little monk raised his arm to block.

The numbness of the arm was difficult to come by, and it spread to half of the body.

"I said I would kill you alive." Chu Yun's thin lips opened slightly, showing no emotion. "You must not survive."

boom!

Bang bang!

Punch after punch.

Chu Yun seemed to treat the little monk as a sandbag.

The little monk could still block the first few punches.

But the more you block, the more he can't stop it.

His arms are swollen as thick as two. The arm was full of blood congestion, and several hand bones were dislocated and bursting, causing severe pain.

But Chu Yun was like a fist cast by steel bars, but punch after punch, without stagnation. Bang Bang to the chest of the little monk!

Flop!

The little monk spurted blood and vomited Chu Yun's face.

He was not at all irritable. UU reading www.uukanshu. com boxed the little monk without emotion.

boom!

Bang bang!

Every punch hit the little monk's chest.

But it also seemed to have fallen into the hearts of everyone in Ye Mansion.

Chu Yun just like this, beat the little monk to death with his fists in public.

The little monk with a smile on his face, who was so arrogant in the first few minutes that he punched Ye Lao!

The little monk who asked Professor Ye to follow his master, otherwise he could not keep Ye Mansion!

"I thought you would beat the Sutra of Sutra."

Chu Yun threw down the little monk who had died.

Then wiped the blood from his face. Lifting his eyes, he looked at the ascetic monk who was standing at the gate of Ye Mansion with an indifferent expression: "What about you? How do you want to die?"