First Lady of the Crown Prince

  Chapter 748 Master falls off the horse (one more)

  The monk's move was a killer move that was made only after the time was right, and after all of Dao Qingfeng's retreat was blocked.

   was originally foolproof.

  But as soon as the nightmare master came out, his whole body was reversed!

  His figure stagnated in the air, his body suddenly refused to obey, and he planted in mid-air and hit the ground with a bang!

  Smashed a big horse face down!

  Smelly boy, do you want to be such a bad teacher...

  This posture was unsightly, so he quickly got up.

  Just as soon as he raised his body with his arms, Qing Feng Daochang struck him with a heavy fist and hit his handsome face with a straight hook.

  He was beaten out on the spot——

  Smelly boy, you really cheated as a teacher——

  But it’s okay to fly, take the opportunity to slip away!

  The monk did not come back to fight with Qingfeng Dao, but jumped up to the roof not far away with his strength, and disappeared into the endless night.

   The monk took out the energy to rush to reincarnation, exerted his light work to the extreme, and left the eerie and weird alley far behind him.

  He rushed for eight hundred miles in one breath, and finally stopped at a corner of an empty street.

  I've never been so tired from fighting.

  "Hoo~hu~hu~"

  He leaned one arm against the edge of the wall, supporting his body slightly, and grasping the lap of his clothes with the other hand, fanning the wind.

   "Finally got rid of... Xiao Mo is too terrible..."

  He leaned against the wall, closed his eyes and exhaled.

   Suddenly, a long shadow stretched by the moonlight approached quietly, and projected gloomily on his feet.

  The master of the shadow raised the hand of the demon.

   A vigilance suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart, and he turned around shudderingly.

Ok?

no one?

   "Master!"

  The little demon jumped out from behind him.

  He stiffened again.

  The little devil darted around in front of him, raised his head, and said cutely, "Master, it's really you!"

  The monk wants to cry without tears.

  For Mao, I ran so far and still didn’t get rid of you?

  How did you catch up!

  There is something called a shortcut in the world.

  The monk looked at the innocent small clear space, and then looked at Gu Jiao who was not far away, touching his chin and looking at him with a pensive look, thunder flashed above her head.

Xiao Jingkong said excitedly: "Master, Master, Master! Why are you here in Shengdu? Did you come to see me? Have you read all the letters I wrote to you? Why don't you always reply to me? Did the abbot return to the temple? How about Jingfan, Jingshan, and Jingxin? Did the brothers miss me?"

  Small clearance Baba Baba, one second incarnation of a small speaker.

   Tell a joke, the monks in the whole temple can't recite the scriptures from him.

  The monk looked unlovable, and wanted me to answer, you would let me interject first!

  "Master! I will show you to Jiaojiao!" Xiao Jingkong couldn't wait to introduce Master and Jiaojiao.

  Gu Jiao came over, stood beside the two, tilted her head and glanced at Monk Mei, then narrowed her eyes and said, "So you are the old man with white beard."

  The monk was confused: "What old white beard?"

  Gu Jiao looked at the little guy on the side: "Jingkong, didn't you say that your master is an old man?"

Xiao Jingkong said earnestly: "Yes! I'm a small person, isn't my master an old man? He said it himself!"

   "If you don't do it, do you want me as an old man to do it?"

  The small headroom imitates vividly.

  In order to be lazy, he always finds all kinds of excuses to make his apprentice to do this and that, a certain monk: "..."

   "Cough." He cleared his throat, and performed a Buddhist ceremony with one hand, "Amitabha, the poor monk chants dust."

  Gu Jiao: "Haha."

  ……

  On the other side, Xiao Heng met the leader of Qingfeng Dao.

  He recognized that this was the young Taoist who had rescued him on the street last time, but because there was no portrait of Qingfeng Taoist in the library of the National Master Hall, Xiao Heng did not know his true identity.

  Xiao Heng greeted him: "Daoist."

Dao Qing Feng looked at Xiao Heng, nodded slightly, then turned and walked away.

  Xiao Heng: "..."

  Xiao Heng looked at Qingfengdao's long-distance back, and said thoughtfully: "It seems that I don't remember me anymore."

  I never cared about doing good things. He is really a noble Taoist leader.

  ……

  Xiao Heng waited for a while at the entrance of the hutong. Gu Jiao led Xiaojingkong towards this side, and Xiaojingkong jumped and leaped, and was more happy than when she came out.

  Behind the two were the young monk who had just fought against the young Taoist master.

  He is dressed in a gray monk's clothes, is tall and has a stunning appearance, and holds a string of Buddhist beads in his right hand.

  He looked like a compassionate monk now, but when he first met, he looked like a murderous evil god.

  The three stopped in front of Xiao Heng.

  Gu Jiao said to Xiaojingkong: "I will introduce you to your brother-in-law."

  Xiao Jingkong gave a cry, came between Xiao Heng and Liaochen, and stretched out his little gentleman's hand.

   "Brother-in-law, he is my master."

  "Master, he is my brother-in-law, Xiao Heng."

  Introducing Xiao Heng’s true identity was with the consent of Gu Jiao.

  Gu Jiaoshi only used her original voice when she talked to Chen, and now there were more people on the street, so she changed to a juvenile voice.

  Xiao Heng was already a little psychologically prepared, and said hello politely: "Master Lichen."

   Chen Chen gave a Buddhist ceremony in a manner: "Sow donor."

  The intersection is not a place to talk. It just so happened that there was a dumpling stall nearby. Xiaojingkong looked at the stall and drooled, and several people decided to go and sit down.

   "A bowl of dumpling wrappers." Gu Jiao said to the boss.

  The boss was taken aback, after setting up a stall for so many years, the first time he met someone who came to eat dumpling wrappers.

  Gu Jiao continued: "Use clear water."

  Boss: "Ah."

  Gu Jiao and Xiao Heng are not hungry.

  Gu Jiao looked at Chen: "What kind of stuffing would Master Liaochen want to eat?"

  Xiao Heng gave Gu Jiao a weird look. No matter what the stuffing is, the dumplings are meat? It's not glutinous rice balls.

   Liaochen smiled lightly: "Cabbage and pork stuffing."

  Gu Jiao said to the boss: "Here is a bowl of cabbage and pork dumplings, a big bowl."

  The boss looked at the monk in front of him, his expression even more daunting.

  Several people sat down at a small square table.

  Xiao Jingkong wants to sit next to Gu Jiao, and they sit on one side.

  Xiao Heng and Liaochen sat on each side, facing each other.

  The boss boiled a bowl of dumpling skins with clean water. Gu Jiao drained most of the soup, leaving less than one-third of the soup, mixed with vegetable oil, vinegar sauce and a little pickle, and passed it to Xiao Jingkong.

  With a small headroom, I feasted on it.

   Liao Chen smiled, and said, "Donor Gu has taken care of Jingkong very well."

  The kind that comes from the heart is good.

  No wonder the little guy didn’t return.

  Gu Jiao said calmly: "It's okay."

  Xiao Heng looked at Gu Jiao weirdly, did the monk offend Jiaojiao?

  Xiao Heng carefully considered it, and Jiaojiao was willing to let Jingkong introduce their true identities, indicating that the other party was her own.

  That may be offended in a trivial matter.

  Xiao Heng continued to say politely: "By the way, Master Lichen, is it convenient to ask if you have any grudges or misunderstandings with the Taoist leader just now?"

   Chen squinted his eyes and smiled: "Are you talking about Qingfeng's bull nose?"

  "Qingfeng?" Xiao Heng felt that this title was familiar.

  Gu Jiao said: "He is the Qingfeng Daoist of the Feng Family, and Feng Wuxiu's own brother."

  In this way, Xiao Heng has the impression: "It is the twenty-six-year-old martial arts wizard who can defeat Han Ye."

  Han Ye claims to be the first master of his age, but that is just because Dao Qingfeng did not go down the mountain, and the Han family is used to bragging about hype, boasting that even Han Ye himself believes.

  I really thought I was number one.

  Gu Jiao nodded: "Yes, it is him. Why do you seem to care about his appearance?"

   With Xiao Heng’s temperament, he is not particularly concerned about the personal affairs of a person who meets for the first time, even if one of them is the master of Jingkong.

  Xiao Heng said: "I had a fate. Once I fell on the street and was almost hit by a carriage. It was the Taoist leader who saved me."

   "Is there anything else?" Gu Jiao looked at Xiao Heng. She hadn't heard Xiao Heng mention it before.

  Xiao Heng nodded to Gu Jiao: "He didn't leave his name at the time, and I was fine, so I didn't say anything. I just went to say hello to him. He doesn't seem to remember me, maybe he forgot."

   Liao Chen laughed out loud.

   "What are you laughing at?" Gu Jiao asked weirdly.

   "He didn't forget you, he didn't remember it at all." Monk Lichen smiled slightly, his charming peach eyes curled into a beautiful arc, "That bull nose...face blind."

  ……

   "Brother!"

   At the corner, Feng Wuxiu, who had been waiting for a long time at the intersection, finally waited for his brother to come.

  He hurriedly stepped forward and asked his brother, “Brother, is the man just the same smelly monk back then?”

   "Well, it's him." Qingfeng said.

  Feng Wuxiu exclaimed: "That fellow dared to come to Shengdu, and we are not afraid that our Feng family will tear him up!"

  Dao Qingfeng said nothing.

   Thinking of something, Feng Wuxiu asked again: "Brother, did you get the things back?"

   "Something?" Gu Jiao looked at Chen, "You mean you stole something from Qingfeng Daochang?"

  "First of all, I declare that I did not steal his things." Chen Tan said, "That thing is not his."

  Xiao Heng: "..."

  Gu Jiao: "..."

   Chen sighed: "Well, since you want to know, it doesn't matter if I tell you."

   "Master, your dumplings."

  The boss brought a bowl of steaming dumplings and put it on the table.

   Chen picked up the chopsticks, put one in his mouth, and smiled with satisfaction: "It tastes good. It's not too much of a great thing, just a book."

  Yan Guoshu.

  Things have to be talked about since Qingfeng Daochang went to the National Master Hall to borrow books a few years ago.

  Qingfengdao grew up as a student of Canaan College before he became a monk. He has attracted the attention of the Masters of National Normal University for his outstanding martial arts and magic talent.

  However, due to the rule of the National Master Hall never accepting the children of the family as disciples, the two did not become masters and disciples.

  Later, Qingfengdao became a monk and became a Taoist priest. The Master of the National Normal University still admired him very much, and even lent him one of the books of the Kingdom of Yan as an exception.

  He was hit by dust on the way with his credential.

  Liaochen took advantage of him to bathe in the mountains and streams, and secretly took the national book.

  If you just stole something and give it back, but in order to prevent Dao Qingfeng from catching up, Chen Chen even took away his clothes.

  Qingfeng Daochang without his clothes could only wait in the water, and when night fell, no one of his disciples would pass by.

  It’s not surprising that Master Qingfeng originally changed his clothes and bathed because there would never be any disciples or villagers here.

  Qingfeng Daochang can't stay in the water to make fish all his life, so he has no choice but to go up the mountain easily.

  He is light and good, as long as he flies fast enough, no one can see him.

  The Taoist temple has strict commandments, starting at the hour, at the rest of the hour, for the sake of safety, he enters the Taoist temple after the time has passed.

  Everything went smoothly, and there was no one on the Taoist courtyard or road.

But Dao Master Qingfeng forgot that that day was his birthday. In fact, none of the people in the Taoist temple stopped. They knew that Brother Qingfeng (brother) was coming back today. They all went to Qingfeng’s courtyard and decided to give him a surprise when Qingfeng came back. .

  Let him feel the warmth and love from the brothers.

  So, when Qingfeng Dao passed all the relevant cards, trekking through the mountains and rivers, and was finally able to fly back to his yard, the disciples who had been waiting for a long time lit the fireworks on the open space.

There was a loud bang, the fire tree and silver flowers never night, and the breeze danced and stomped.

The disciples of Taoist Temple witnessed a great reward of immortality.

  Although Qing Fengdao turned around and left, no one could see his handsome face that was hidden by his long hair.

  But whoever is embarrassed knows this kind of thing.

  It’s just that despite the height...like.

  Body shape...like.

  The length of the hair, the aura that hits the face, the light work that leapt over the top of the head...like, like, like!

  All look like!

   But even if the toes are exactly the same, it must not be the most pure and flawless Qingfeng Taoist leader of their Baiyun View!

  It must be some shameless pervert who deliberately desecrated them Qingfengdao Chang!

  They are very angry!

Very serious consequences!

  So, Bai Yunguan issued a wanted order on the rivers and lakes offering a huge reward.

  ——The kind with pictures.

  (End of this chapter)