Wuxia: People in Huashan, Shi Niang please respect yourself!

Chapter 112: He is Qiao Feng! Ding Chunqiu debuts!!

Meanwhile, Shaolin.

The monks of the Xuanzi generation looked very old, completely two or three big cats and old cats.

But each of them should not be underestimated.

Among them, the strongest is not the ~ abbot Xuanci, who is known as Fuhu Arhat.

“Amitabha, Lord Gho came for Lao Gu, and if necessary, Lao Gu will die to apologize.”

“Dying with Lao Gu to protect my Shaolin reputation is the last thing Lao Gu can do.”

Facing the group of old Xuanzi monks, Xuanci closed his eyes and said expressionlessly.

Although Ye Erniang’s matter has not yet come to an end, the more important thing in Xuanci’s heart is obviously the Shaolin Temple.

“Amitabha, goodness.”

An old monk who had never spoken suddenly said.

Then several old monks said ‘kindness’ one after another, and nodded towards Xuanci.

“By the way, if that Excalibur Prince arrives, you need to be more careful.”

An old monk seemed to have just remembered something, and quickly said.

Although the word hurry was used, the old monk’s tone was not hurried, and it was smooth from beginning to end.

“Yes, Senior Brother Xuanse.”

Bowing his head and answering, Xuanci recited the scripture for a while before getting up and leaving, and only after leaving this Shaolin important land, Xuanci sighed.

If they could live, who would want to die?

What’s more, he, a fake monk with too strong a quack breath…

Mandolin Hills.

After accompanying Li Mochou and Xiaolongnu still wanted Qu Feiyan, she hadn’t adjusted Wang Yuyan twice.

Ye Ling was pulled by Mrs. Wang to a courtyard to practice martial arts.

At first, it was quite serious, but over time.

Mrs. Wang’s cheeks flew, and her beautiful eyes were full of water that were about to overflow, and she began to be unserious.

Even after a while, Mrs. Wang had already given it to Ye Ling’s arms in vain.

It seems that he wants to refuse and welcome back, but in fact, he is allowed to pick it up.

“The wronged family knows all day to bully the concubine.”

Being constantly stranged by Ye Ling’s big hand, Mrs. Wang suddenly said with a hard mouth.

It seems to have forgotten who called Ye Ling here.

However, Ye Ling still likes this tune.

“Is Madame happy to be bullied by me?”

Biting Mrs. Wang’s sensitive earlobe, Ye Ling asked with a chuckle.

Whether it is Mrs. Wang or Wang Yuyan, the ears of this mother and daughter are extremely sensitive

I saw that Mrs. Wang, who was still thinking of resisting, was so come by Ye Ling, and her plump and full delicate body suddenly became soft.

The whole person leaned weakly in Ye Ling’s arms.

“Concubine, the concubine body is very open, very happy, don’t bite there.”

While intermittently spitting out soft words, I saw Mrs. Wang exhaling like a lan.

Even the sound becomes delicate and seductive, and listening to it can make people feel an evil fire.

“By the way, there is a big drama in Shaolin Temple to watch recently, I wonder if Madame is willing to go with me?”

Letting go of the poor earlobe, Ye Ling asked with a chuckle.

If it is normal, Mrs. Wang must be arrogant before she is willing to comply.

But at this moment, paralyzed in Ye Ling’s arms, where is Mrs. Wang still proud?

“Well, the concubine is with you.”

Mrs. Wang first nodded weakly, and then glanced at Ye Ling.

“What an unjust person!”

At this moment, what Duan Zhengchun, the king dead ghost, is not as real as Ye Linglai.

“Well, that’s good.”

Ye Ling didn’t care what was exempt from the family, and when she saw Mrs. Wang so obedient, she immediately rewarded a long kiss.

Not only did Mrs. Wang completely lose the power to resist, but it also made Mrs. Wang take the initiative to say: “Don’t be here…”

Ye Ling was slightly stunned, not here, then somewhere else? No matter how Ye Ling spent an afternoon and a night with Mrs. Wang.

The next day, in the morning.

The subordinates of Mantuo Villa began to prepare supplies, salutes, money, and of course, a spacious and stable carriage.

BMW is sponsored by Gusu Murong.

After preparing for a full day, Ye Ling took Wang Yuyan, Mrs. Wang’s mother and daughter, and Li Mochou and others on the road.

Murong Fu also followed, but could only ride a small broken horse with a red date.

Looking at Ye Ling surrounded by incense every day, my heart was jealous and painful.

I faintly regretted why I went to make some mess of Western Xia Li Yanzong.

Not only was he captured by Ye Ling, but he was also held by Ye Ling to the heavens.

Now Ye Ling is eating hot pot and singing, hugging the beauty to look at the scenery.

The horse pulling the cart and the sloppiness are all Gusu Murong’s.

He Murong Fu could only watch from behind.

Not to mention how humiliating this feeling is.

Even many times, small broken horses who do not have enough to eat will strike halfway.

Murong Fu could only lead the little broken horse all the way on foot and chase the carriage.

Looking at Ye Ling and Qunfangshan delicacies for the last time, he Murong Fu could only gnaw dry food.

Not to mention the little broken horse, following Murong Mix, starving for three days.

It can be said.

This short month from Mantuo Villa to Shaolin Temple.

Ye Ling spent the day on an outing, surrounded by crowds and accompanied by beauty.

Plenty of supplies to cook on the road, without nibbling on dry food that is smelly, hard and mushy.

Not to mention at night, multiple carriages were enough to ensure that Ye Ling was comfortable and even soundproofed.

But for Murong Fu, this month was completely his Good Friday for thirty consecutive days.

When he arrived at the Shaolin Temple, this Southern Murong even lost a lot of weight.

The kind where you can see the skin and bones.

With Wang Yuyan’s continuous fawning over Ye Ling, Murong Fu was able to eat well when he arrived at the Shaolin Temple.

Great Song, Shamuro Mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a tea stall, because there have been many customers recently, and the business is quite good.

In the usual time period when no one comes, at this moment there is a group of passers-by who should be people from the rivers and lakes.

“Today is a month, and I don’t know if that Qiao Feng dares to come to Shaolin to ask for justice.”

One person took a sip of herbal tea, and then Ye took a sip of turbid air.

It’s not that he looks down on Qiao Feng, it’s purely because he is worried that he has come for nothing.

“You boy, how can Qiao Feng say that he is also a former gang leader, then he must be true to his word!”

Another pointed to this person and said with a smile.

There seemed to be a lot of reverence for Qiao Feng in his words.

“Hmph, I don’t think that Qiao Feng has the courage, the Shaolin Temple has a long tradition and countless divine skills, where is a place where he is a Khitan man to seek justice.”

Another person snorted coldly, his words full of disdain.

It is not aimed at Qiao Feng, but at his identity as a Khitan person.

A few people talked about the noise, and there was no intention of doing anything.

Xiao Er is probably used to hearing it these days, and he is very sloppy to serve tea to a newcomer big man.

Xiao Er secretly looked at it, and only felt that although this big man was dumbfounded, his square face was very majestic.

“Guest, are you also here for that Qiao Feng?”

Serving the tea, Xiao Er couldn’t help but ask more.

The big man smiled back and did not answer Xiao Er’s question.

Picking up a bowl of herbal tea is a booze.

After taking a bowl of herbal tea in three or two sips, he dropped a few dollars and strode away.

After a long time, I saw a guest suddenly pat his head.

“That person just now was Qiao Feng! He really came to the Shaolin Temple!! ”

The reverberations echoed, and the audience fell silent.

Only Xiao Er was stunned for a while, and quickly returned to his senses to continue serving tea and water.

However, compared to before, this little two’s eyes have a more radiant look.

Probably there is someone worth looking forward to? Who knows……

Going around in circles, not in a hurry, Ye Ling and his party also happened to come to the vicinity of Shaomuro Mountain at this time.

“Wow, the scenery around here is so beautiful!”

As soon as he got off the carriage to rest, Qu Feiyan jumped out with a pair of big eyes full of small stars.

The Shaomuro Mountain of the Great Song Dynasty is not the Song Mountain of the Five Mountains of the Daming Dynasty, but an independent mountain.

Sitting on a thousand-year-old temple, green mountains and beautiful waters, even the surrounding environment is also beautiful and moving, after the song Fei Yan came out, Wang Yuyan and other women also walked out of the carriage.

Among them, Li Mochou followed Xiaolongnu, and the two daughters were like ice and fire, but they got along extremely well at the moment.

The hot-tempered Li Mochou was a little more peaceful, and the cold Xiaolongnu in the city had a bit of human fireworks.

It was Wang Yuyan, after seeing the surrounding green mountains and beautiful environment, her beautiful eyes also brightened a little.

It looks brilliant.

Ye Ling finally came down with Mrs. Wang with a chuckle on her face.

Mrs. Wang blushed and glared at Ye Ling, but it was extremely seductive, looking like a ripe peach.

People can’t help but want to gently bite through the skin and get a taste of the delicious soft meat and juicy.

“Brother Ye, Brother Ye, the environment here is so beautiful!”

“Shall we camp here next?”

After enjoying the beautiful scenery for a while, Qu Feiyan jumped to Ye Ling’s side again and said with a look of anticipation.

At this time, without the eccentric Qu Feiyan, it is more like an innocent little girl.

Ye Linggang wanted to answer, but a sound of blowing and beating came, which sounded extremely lively and festive.

“Huh? Could it be that there are also funerals under the Shaomuro Yamashita? ”

Hearing this voice, Qu Feiyan couldn’t help but be curious.

Not to mention Qu Feiyan, even Xiaolongnu, Wang Yuyan and other women couldn’t help but turn their beautiful eyes to the direction where the voice came from.

Not to mention, this blowing and beating sound really looks like someone is doing a funeral again.

But soon after, there was a flurry of blowing and beating, and all kinds of slogans.

“Old Immortal of the Stars, boundless mana…”

“Old Immortal of the Stars, Law Driving the Central Plains…”

These voices don’t sound loud, but they all shout hard and hoarse.

It was as if a beast was chasing them, and once the sound was small, it would be chased and eaten by the beast.

After a while, a group of strange-shaped guys came towards them

It’s not that they look strange, but the clothes and temperament look completely out of place.

The only thing they have in common is that they are guarding an old monster in the center.

There is no doubt that this old monster is the so-called old immortal of the stars, Ding Chun

Although the first-hand Huagong Dafa can’t say how strong, it can make people in the martial arts fearful, because the skill that has been transformed by the Huagong Dafa is a permanent loss.

“What a bunch of iconic beauties!”

After Nading Chunqiu saw Ye Ling and his group, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Not to mention the crowds around Ye Ling, Ye Ling alone is amazing.

Whether it is temperament or appearance, it is a first-class one.

Noticing Ding Chunqiu’s reaction, the Xingsu sent a group of guys who were sneaking and beating horses, and it was like beating chicken blood.

Hurriedly came to Ye Ling and the others, looking extremely arrogant.

Even more than the subordinates of Mandolin Villa.

“Hey, have you people heard of the old immortal of the stars?!”

“Forget it, it’s not important, now I give you a chance to serve the old immortals of the stars!”

I saw one of them stand up, first asked, and then shook his head and said.

It looked like a big man had rewarded something valuable.

“Old Immortal of the Stars? What is that thing? ”

Qu Feiyan looked at Ye Ling again and said with some doubt.

“It’s probably not a good thing.”

Ye Ling shook his head and said with a chuckle.

Not to mention Ye Ling, Li Mochou, and Xiaolong women could not put such jumping beam clowns in their eyes.

Not to mention them, even Murong Fudu looked disdainful, but a little jealousy flashed in his eyes.

In the past, of course, he could disdain or even ignore it, but now all his internal strength and martial arts have been cut off.

He Murong Fu was just an ordinary person with no chicken power.

Fear, of course, is also fear.

However, this group of crooked jujube sycophants of the Star Sect were stunned for a while, and then reacted.

“A group of things that don’t know how to be evil, they don’t even put the old immortals in the eyes of the stars.”

“Kill you, absolutely kill you!”

“No, you must be better off alive than dead, only in this way can you highlight the strength and greatness of the old immortals of the stars!”

One by one, this group of sycophants looked extremely angry, as if it was not Ding Chunqiu who was not put in the eyes, but themselves.

Even those high-level sycophants such as Xingzi were also extremely angry at the moment, looking like they couldn’t wait to strike immediately.

At the foot of Mount Shaomuro.

A group of people from the Xingsu sent a group of people to shout madly, but no one took the lead in charging at the first time.

“Sister Dragon Girl, is this called a dog fight?”

Blinking his eyes wide, Qu Feiyan looked more confused and said.

But the mischievous smile on her lips had completely exposed her.

“It’s kind of like that.”

Hearing Qu Feiyan say this, the corner of Xiao Longnu’s mouth suddenly showed a smile that was invisible, but beautiful.

“That smoke, do you know what to do with the guy who fights dogs?”

At this time, Ye Ling touched Qu Feiyan’s little head and asked with a smile.

“Of course it’s all killed!”

Wrinling his little nose, Qu Feiyan said without hesitation.

Even Xiao Longnu nodded at Ye Ling, completely unaware of what was wrong with Qu Feiyan’s thoughts.

“That’s good.”

Nodding clearly, Ye Ling turned his head and walked towards Ding Chunqiu and his group of sycophants.

The originally empty hands held a sheathed long sword at some point.

“This sword is named Qinghong, and it has been following me since the end of the micro, and now the blood is no longer known.”

“Killing Er and so on with this sword is also a gift.”

Walking towards the sycophant like a leisurely stroll, although Ye Ling had a smile on his face, his tone was extremely indifferent.

It is indifference to life.

“Hehe, who wants to hear this nonsense, die!”

Seeing Ye Ling walking towards him like this, a sycophant suddenly sneered a few times

The poison package wrapped in lime powder in his hand was immediately about to be sprinkled towards Ye Ling.

But before he could make a move, he suddenly noticed that Ye Ling’s figure had disappeared.

Before this sycophant could look for Ye Ling’s figure, he suddenly felt a chill coming from his neck.

“It’s so strange…”

Before he could react, the color of life in his eyes had disappeared, and there was no doubt that this was death without blindness, but it was not dead or blind.

When this man died, he didn’t even realize that he was about to die.

With relief comes in confusion.

To be honest, in the eyes of the jianghu people, this method of death can only represent two words.

Terror!

And as Ye Ling continued to move, such death was also constantly blooming.

Killing is like a flower blooming, and panic is nourished by this.

By the time the remaining sycophants reacted, they didn’t even have the strength to escape.

The whole person was occupied by an emotion called fear, and the body seemed to be completely stiff.

“Enough! Commit suicide without permission on my star disciples, looking for death!! ”

Seeing this scene, Ding Chunqiu couldn’t sit still after all.

The whole person took off directly from the big shot, and then slapped Ye Ling with a slap! Transform your bones!

Not only that, I saw Gong Chunqiu’s body with an indelible fragrance.

If ordinary people accidentally take one breath, they will fall to the ground after two breaths.

Even people with deep internal strength will be like being hit by a miserable breeze, and the whole person will be weak and weak.

“Make the sword? The last thing Lao Tzu is afraid of is to make the sword! ”

As if he had seen Ye Ling fall to the ground, a red light suddenly appeared on Ding Chunqiu’s face.

“Side door, you really rely on it, right?”

Seeing Ding Chunqiu being so ‘arrogant’, the smile on Ye Ling’s face was more or less stained with some coldness.

The green rainbow in his hand was sheathed, but he cut out the spoon in an instant…