The Beauty of the Tang Dynasty is Like a Cloud / the Story of the Evil King Among the Flowers of the

But these Shaolin monks were more or less injured by his roar just now.

Even the masters of the ranks of the four great monks were roared with anger and blood by him, and in a hurry, they could only raise three successes at most.The weakest of these Shaolin monks spurted blood wildly, their true qi was scattered, and they could only raise their success power at most.

A top-notch master who can only use his power and suffer internal injuries naturally cannot withstand a blow from Dugu Ce's divine sense.

After the Shaolin monk fell to the ground, he struggled for a while and passed away.

Dugu Ce's spiritual thoughts were like a tide, and the bombardment continued.The few monks who had been sprayed with blood before and were the most injured were killed by his divine sense one after another.It took a very short time to kill these people, only one or two breaths before and after.At this time, the fastest running monk Jueyuan had just skimmed under the high courtyard wall.

Killing the weakest one first, and then the fastest one, Dugu Ce's figure flashed, and he flew behind Jue Yuan like a teleportation.

At this time, Jueyuan had already jumped up, about to climb over the courtyard wall.

Dugu Ce made a counterattack and hit the sole of Monk Jue Yuan's foot. Jue Yuan immediately flew into the sky, flying more than twenty feet high.When the person was in the air, there was a continuous bone cracking sound, and when he fell, he died before he landed.

At this time, Dugu Ce had already flashed behind Monk Zhicao, and with a catch, he pulled back Zhicao who flew to the courtyard wall, covered his bald head with one hand and twisted it, snapping his neck cleanly .

After killing Zhicao, Dugu Ce flew to Tan Zong's side again, and punched the monk flying horizontally, crashing into the ruins of Guanyin Hall, bursting into a cloud of blood.

After killing the three Shaolin monks with the highest martial arts skills and the fastest running, Dugu Ce didn't bother to move any more, and slapped the rest of the Shaolin monks to death one by one.

After cleaning up the thirteen monks, Dugu Ce looked at Kong again.

"Just to make up for your upright words just now, I will not kill you today, and I will not abolish your martial arts. But after you return to the Jingnian Temple, don't disturb me anymore, and practice your closed-mouth meditation honestly. !

"In addition, Jingnian Temple is very rich. It can actually use brass to cast a large hall! Shakya Tathagata is not as rich as you. Kuhaha sits under the Bodhi tree to practice and preach. You are better than Shakya Tathagata. Luxurious!

"Within one year, dismantle the copper hall, melt it into copper ingots, and send it to the Tang Dynasty. All the metal ornaments in the Jingnian Temple, all the light ones, will be sent to the Tang Dynasty, and the heavy ones, including the incense burner and Buddha statues, will be dismantled In order to melt it into an ingot, it was given to Datang!

"From then on, in the Jingnian Temple, you are not allowed to occupy fertile land, you are not allowed to operate property, except for the existing buildings and statues of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, you are not allowed to cast any more golden bodies, and you are not allowed to build any more halls! Monk, that is the fate of all monks in your school!"

Liao Kong had escaped, but his face was not happy, he only paid a tithe to Dugu Ce, then he lowered his head powerlessly, his waist, which was as straight as a pine and cypress, suddenly became stooped, as if he had aged several decades in an instant, and his steps He stumbled towards the outside of Guanyin Temple.

After dealing with Kong, Dugu Ce looked at Fan Qinghui again, and said calmly: "As for you, you can be a slave with me. From now on, you will be called Fan slave."

Fan Qinghui smiled sadly, looked at the concubine who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, reciting the past life mantra in a low voice, extolled for the monks, and looked at Dugu Ce, suddenly raised his palm, and patted the top of his bald head.

Let her sacrifice her life to feed demons and do a good deed, she is willing to fight.

But now he has suffered a crushing defeat, and Dugu Ce's strength has completely surpassed Fan Qinghui's understanding of "martial arts".In her opinion, Dugu Ce's methods are close to "supernatural powers and spells".

Facing such a powerful enemy who was essentially beyond her own level, she didn't have the confidence to "influence" him into Buddhism.

Just look at Fei Xuan.

How determined was Feixuan before?How ideal?How wise are you?

But now?

In less than two months after being with Dugu, she has completely regarded Dugu Ce as the real living Buddha and worshiped him devoutly.For the death of the Four Great Sage Monks and the like, there is no mercy, but they regard it as a matter of course, and chant sutras for them as if nothing had happened!

As for her master who single-handedly raised her and taught her, Fei Xuan completely regarded him as a passerby, even an enemy of Buddha!He never opened his mouth to ask for a favor for her, Fan Qinghui!

What happened to the disciple was a fundamental change. Fan Qinghui knew that once she became his female|slave, she would only be domesticated by him, a slave for a day and a slave for life.

There is no possibility of turning against customers!

Therefore, Fan Qinghui did not hesitate to resolve and liberate himself.

However, in front of Dugu Ce, who can decide life and death by himself?

Dugu Ce just flicked his fingers, and a ray of true energy arrived first, submerging into Fan Qinghui's dantian.

That true essence turned into a chain, locking Fan Qinghui's true energy and even weakening her body.It made her instantly become a coquettish young lady who would be pampered and spoiled as if she was born, and her ten fingers would not touch the spring water, almost powerless!

The skill was banned, and the palm of the hand was slapped hard on the forehead, and there was only a crisp sound.It's okay to touch the door, but the delicate palms are red and painful.

The status quo of weakness and involuntary life and death finally made Fan Qinghui fall into the deepest despair.

Dugu Ce walked up to Fan Qinghui, smiled and said, "Song Que commented, Fan Nu was unbelievably beautiful when you were young. In fact, in my son's opinion, Fan Nu is still as beautiful as a fairy now. Even if there are no black hair, And don't have any charm."

While speaking, he grabbed Fan Qinghui's lapel collar with his big hands, and with a snort, he tore off her clothes together with the lining, exposing her pair of crystal clear bellies naked|uncovered.

Dugu Ce held one of her bell peppers, and as he kneaded it, he sighed softly: "Fan Nu, not only is your appearance unaffected by the years, but your body is also like this. It is even more tender and silky than ordinary young girls, strong and Full of flexibility. The Cihang Sword Code is worthy of being one of the four great books. Even if there are flaws in the aspect of ascension, the magic of making a woman 'immortal' alone is enough to make people admirable!"

Fan Qinghui closed her eyes, and two drops of clear tears slowly dripped from the corners of her eyes.But the body was caressed by Dugu Ce's big hands, and he couldn't help becoming irritable|hot.There is also a hot current, which slowly rises from the lower abdomen, and slowly spreads to the surroundings.

Somewhere under the nearest navel, there is already a faint sense of slipperiness.

"The weather is fine tonight. The moon is bright and the breeze is blowing. The surrounding area is open, and the smell of blood dissipates quickly after killing someone, so it won't affect the atmosphere."

As Dugu Ce said, he ripped off Fan Qinghui's clothes one by one and peeled them off, and after a while, he stripped her completely.

Then he flicked his fingers again, even the shoes and socks on her feet were shattered, leaving her covered from head to toe without a single thread.Present all of his icy muscles and bones in front of him.

Dugu Ce covered the top of her smooth head with his big hand, stroked it lightly for a while, and found that he couldn't even feel a hair root, it was as smooth and fine as jade, and he couldn't help sighing: "White jade is flawless, full of love|interest."

He turned behind her, wrapped around her body with one hand, supported her lower abdomen, and lightly pressed her lower back with the other hand, causing her upper body to lean forward involuntarily.

After a slight screeching sound, Dugu Ce has already driven straight in.

Fan Qinghui closed her eyes tightly, pursed her cherry lips, her eyelashes trembled, and tears fell like rain.In Qiong's nose, there was an uncontrollable soft moan.

Concubine Shi Xuan sat in the courtyard, turning a blind eye, silently reciting the mantra of death...

Volume 257 4, from now on, morality is a passerby [[-]]

Under the cover of night, Hou Hou quietly left Dugu Mansion and came to a dark alley.