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

As for Dugu Ce, he had completely ignored it.

Dugufeng glanced at that person strangely, seeing that although this person's aura was not weak, he was not even as good as Li Ning and Zhou Chun that he had seen yesterday, so she didn't bother to pay attention to him, turned her gaze aside, and looked out the window.

Fu Junqiang didn't even look at the person, and concentrated on eating the candy figurine he bought while shopping.

Bai Qing'er smiled sweetly, winked at the man, and said delicately, "Get out, or die!"

No matter how sweet the smile is, how beautiful the voice is, the murderous intent in her tone is so strong.

This was the complete opposite of her voice and smile, and the murderous warning immediately made the young man dressed as a martial artist look astonished, and then flew into a rage: "Bitch, don't eat the toast!" They grabbed Bai Qing'er's lapel facing each other.

Volume 355 4, people want flying swords too! 【[-]】Facing the menacing grasp of the Wusheng youth, Bai Qing'er giggled, stretched out her slender hand, and grasped the big hand of the Wusheng youth, the pink|tender jade fingers like shallots lightly squeezed his five finger bones smash.

The young man Wusheng cried out in pain, hugged his deformed right hand, and growled in pain and anger: "Bitch, you dare to hurt me? Do you know who I am?"

"I don't know." Bai Qing'er smiled sweetly, her jade hands stretched out into claws, and grabbed the young Wu Sheng's heart.

Her paw was absent-minded, soft | soft and powerless, but the martial arts youth dared not let her touch it, so he dodged and flew back, shouting: "I am Zhang Liang, Peony Peony! My master is Wutai Mountain Eight Finger Zen Miaotong!" , the layman's name is the multi-armed bear Maotai!"

"Multi-armed Bear Maotai? I've never heard of it."

Bai Qing'er giggled, and grabbed the martial arts youth flying back to the stairs with five fingers, but nothing mysterious was seen. The martial arts youth froze suddenly, his facial features were twisted, his mouth opened wide, I wanted to shout but couldn't.He pressed his heart tremblingly with both hands, and slowly fell to the ground, and soon kicked his legs, and lost his breath.

This way of dying is like a heart attack.

"My lord, did you do a good job?" Bai Qing'er looked at Dugu Ce with a smile, and said, "You didn't see blood when you killed someone, so it doesn't affect your meal!"

Dugu Ce said leisurely: "Well, there is no blood in the murder. But when it comes to not affecting the meal...do you think we can still eat well now?"

Bai Qing'er looked around, and saw several tables of diners upstairs, all of them were ashen-colored and trembling.Several people even hid under the table.

The two shop waiters who delivered the food were huddled in the corner, curled up in a ball, covered their heads with the trays holding the dishes, shaking as if they had epileptic seizures.

Downstairs, at the gate of the restaurant, the shopkeeper ran out rolling and crawling, shouting sadly while running: "Killer! Killer!" There were screams along the way.

Bai Qing'er stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, and said sweetly: "I'm sorry, but that guy is really annoying!"

"I know." Dugu Ce chuckled, "This man is a flower picker. He plotted evil and deserved to die. His master, the multi-armed Xiong Maotai, was originally from the Jianghu, so he was good at picking flowers. Later, he joined Wutai's sect and learned a few skills. Refined a flying sword, a bit of a monk. Qinger, since you killed Mrs. Mao's disciple, Mrs. Mao will be dealt with by you too."

"No problem." Bai Qing'er nodded briskly, and asked, "But, where is Mrs. Mao now?"

"It should be living in Ciyun Temple." Dugu Ce said: "I went to Ciyun Temple to check out yesterday, and only found five monks. This Mrs. Mao should have just arrived in Chengdu today. Both he and Ciyun Temple They belong to the Wutai lineage, and they are also members of the color way, since they come to Chengdu, they should stay at Ciyun Temple."

Bai Qing'er smiled and said: "It's a coincidence, we were going to trouble Ciyun Temple, this time we happened to catch them all."

"Change to another place first, let's talk after dinner." With a flick of his sleeve, Dugu Ce turned into a streamer, and disappeared without a trace along with Dugu Feng, Bai Qing'er, and Fu Junqiang in an instant.

Changing to a quiet place, after lunch, Dugu Ce and the others left Chengdu City and walked leisurely all the way to Ciyun Temple.

"My lord, I don't have a good sword."

Fu Junqiang followed Dugu Ce step by step with his hands behind his back, staring at Dugu Ce and Dugu Feng's divine sword, and said pitifully: "This time the enemy has a flying sword, but they use a common sword. How can they beat them?" !"

"Is it impossible to fight without a sword?" Bai Qing'er said with a grin, "Let's not talk about flying swords, I don't even have an ordinary sword. Fighting depends on one hand." While speaking, she stretched out| He stretched out his hands, stretched his fingers apart, and shook in front of Fu Junqiang.

"You are dead! They are talking to you, how can you interrupt?" Fu Junqiang glared at Bai Qing'er angrily, and then begged Dugu Ce: "My lord, also make a good sword for him, okay?"

Dugu Ce said with a smile: "Although the enemies this time have flying swords, they are all ordinary goods. In essence, they are no different from the ordinary swords you use."

The sword used by Fu Junqiang was cast by Dugu Ce out of a hundred catties of pig iron, and less than seven catties of iron.Although it is just a mortal weapon, it is far inferior to the divine sword cast with Taiyi gold essence, but most of the ordinary monks in the world of Shushan are actually mortal weapons cast with iron essence.There are even swords made of bamboo.

Those swords, said to be flying swords, only have the function of flying stabs in the air, their power is as weak as scum, and Dugu Ce can be crushed into scrap iron with bare hands.

Only famous and famous swords such as Ziqing Shuangjian, Nanming Lihuo Sword, Tianlong Fumo Sword, etc., are forged with the best materials including but not limited to divine iron and fairy wood, and their power is astonishing.

Dugu Ce talked about the characteristics of the flying swords and magic weapons of the monks in this world, and seeing that Fu Junqiang was still depressed, he smiled and said: "Okay, Xiao Junqiang wants a good sword, and I will level the Ciyun Temple." , I found it for you."

"Really?" Fu Junqiang's eyes sparkled, looking at Dugu Ce with sparkle.

"Since when did I speak big words?" Dugu Ce flicked Fu Junqiang's forehead lightly with his fingers, and said with a smile, "There are many unowned treasures in this world. If you want them, I'll get them for you." Yes."

Fu Junqiang immediately beamed with joy.

Bai Qing'er also smiled and said: "Hey, if you say so, do I have a share?"

Fu Junqiang gave her an angry look again: "Hmph, what flying sword magic weapon do you want? Don't you always fight with only one hand? Young master, don't look for treasures for her, she only needs one hand anyway!"

"You girl, you are really narrow-minded." Dugu Ce chuckled, touched Fu Junqian's forehead, and said, "My son always has a bowl of water when he does things. I found a treasure for you, so how can I miss Qing'er?" share?"

Fu Junqiang pouted, then glared at Bai Qing'er who was smiling triumphantly, and asked Dugu Ce: "What about my senior sister?"

"Of course Jun Yu has a share." Dugu Ce laughed and said, "All your sisters, everyone has a share!"

Dugufeng calculated silently, and found that if everyone had a share, the number would be quite astonishing, so she asked him: "But are there so many unowned treasures in the world?"

Volume 355 5, we are cult monsters [[-]]

[There are two more chapters to add tonight. 】

"If there are not so many unowned treasures..." Dugu Ce said, "Then I have no choice but to seek alms for monks who have treasures."

Fu Junqiang nodded solemnly: "I know this. Steal the rich and help the poor. Steal the rich from other families and give to our poor."

Dugu Ce laughed: "That's right, that's exactly it!"

The four walked and chatted, and after a while, they came to Ciyun Temple and stopped outside the mountain gate to watch.

While watching, a young Zhike monk came up to meet him. He looked fair and refined, but his expression was full of displeasure, as if he had been owed thousands of taels of silver and hadn't paid it back.He looked at Dugufeng, Bai Qing'er, and Fu Junqiang, his expression became even more displeased, he bowed stiffly, and said in a cold tone: "The Buddhist gate is pure and we do not accept female guests. Please come back, all benefactors."