Chapter 519

"First, I hope that the Ming king can temporarily bend under the door of our Shenhe village and assist the children for five years. Five years later, the Ming king will go or stay, as he pleases! " He Xie sank his voice.

What the hell?

Hatoyama almost suspected that he had heard wrong.

"Sir, do you want a little monk to worship at the door of Shenhe village and assist your son?" Hatoyama Chi asked incredulously.

"Good!" He Xie nodded and stared at Jiu Mozhi's eyes. "Since the Ming King regarded my passing on of art as a reconstruction, he must not be stingy for only five years. Can you help my son?"

Hatoyama Chi almost laughed angrily. He felt as if he had eaten a plate of dead flies mixed with maggots in soy sauce, a bowl of dung beetle stewed noodles and a basin of chicken excrement pimple soup.

Is this man poisonous?

Our three great doves are not only a great national teacher, but also the spiritual leader of all the people of Tubo. I'm so noble. You let me leave everything behind and run to your little broken villa to be a bodyguard for your son?

What makes you think so beautiful?

He had heard a lot about threatening kindness, but it happened to him for the first time.

If Hatoyama Chi had three points of admiration, five points of gratitude and two points of fear for Murong Bo, now he is very disgusted.

Jiumo Zhi was silent and said, "what's the second thing you want to entrust to the monk?"

The tone of voice has been much colder. Even the deaf can hear the displeasure of Hatoyama Chi.

"Second, it has something to do with the descendant of the evil spirit sword." He Xie didn't seem to see jiumozhi's displeasure. "The Ming king was defeated by the hand of the descendant of the evil spirit sword. I think he must have hated this person?"

Jiumo Zhi was stunned. This question

It seems that he doesn't really hate he Xie.

He Xie robbed him of the limelight several times and scared him out of Dali like a lost dog overnight. But this man was honest with him every time. When he was defeated, he just felt that he Xie was powerful and his skills were inferior to others.

In particular, he always felt that if he Xie's sword was not merciful, how could he die?

So his feelings for He Xie are very complex, but when it comes to hate, there is really not much.

"Sir, do you want me to deal with the descendant of the evil spirit sword?" Hatoyama asked suspiciously.

"Good!" He Xie nodded slowly, "after the king of Ming threw himself under the dog door, he must help the child get close to the descendant of the evil ward sword as soon as possible, and make friends with this person at all costs, even for his winged Eagle dog! If you can worship him as a teacher, it would be better! "

Jiumozhi sneered in his heart. It turned out that he wanted to plot other people's sword skills.

"The king of the Ming Dynasty must persuade the dog, flatter the twists and turns of this man and gain his greatest trust!" What evil way, "once the time is ripe, kill someone and take his name, seek his sword and take his merit!"

In the last two sentences, he Xie deliberately looked ferocious and said that he killed the opportunity.

Jiumozhi's heart suddenly became cold. He really didn't expect that the gentle and modest gentleman and the generation of martial artists of Yue Zhiyuan thirty years ago turned out to be so vicious and unbearable!

He is a martial arts maniac. His desire for peerless martial arts has also reached the point of magic. But he never thought of taking away other people's martial arts and killing them!

And even if you rob and steal, it's nothing, but you spend a lot of time and energy to deceive others' trust, and then stab people in the back. This behavior is far beyond the bottom line of Hatoyama's life.

How despicable!

It's hard for him to imagine how Murong Bo said such vicious and shameless words in such a dignified manner?

From this moment on, Hatoyama Chi's last favor for murongbo disappeared.

This is a poisonous snake, an animal spitting its core and spraying poison.

Hatoyama Chi's face became very ugly. He said, "Sir, you take it for granted! The descendant of the evil ward sword is not a fool. If he approaches him unkindly, how can he not see it? Besides, the magic sword against evil is unparalleled in the world. How can he easily spread such magic skills to outsiders? "

He Xie smiled: "the Ming king is worried too much! If it's impossible, how can I come here? To tell you the truth, I immediately set off to Dali to investigate after I heard that the evil dispelling sword reappeared in the Jianghu. As a result, it was learned that this person did not care about the secret script of divine skill that the world had dreamed of. "

He Xie met Duan Yu from the perspective of a third person, and then casually spread his Beiming divine skill and Lingbo micro step. He also said that he passed a set of exquisite grief healing methods to xuanbei, and even a woman who had only one side, Mu Wanqing, also passed a set of internal skills.

Of course, in his mouth, he got all this through investigation.

Finally, he Xie came to a "conclusion": "this person may feel that other martial arts in the world are not worth mentioning except the evil spirit sword. Maybe he really has no family opinion. No matter what the reason is, it is enough to show that it is not impossible to ask him to teach the evil spirit sword as long as he gets his favor."

"If so?"

Hatoyama Chi was stunned. In today's world, which sect's martial arts are not valued as treasures and will never be spread?

He once thought that murongbo was a noble, noble and open-minded alien, but now he knows that this person is far sighted and has ulterior motives.

"Is it that the descendant of the evil sword has another plot?" Hatoyama Chi doubted.

He Xie shook his head: "it shouldn't be."

When the conversation turned, he evil said: "Ming Wang, if you can help me do these two things, even if you repay the kindness of that year, you and I will never owe each other from now on. Not only that, I can also do it myself to solve your life worries for you. "

Jiumo Zhi was a little suspicious and said, "worry about life? Why did you say that, sir? "

He Xie deliberately made his face serious and said, "can the Ming king let me feel my pulse?"

Hatoyama Chi was even more surprised.

Pulse gate is definitely a forbidden place for martial arts practitioners. Just like the little widow's ass, others can't touch it.

Murongbo's original tall image in his heart has completely collapsed. How could he hand over the door of life to such a despicable person?

"Mr. Murong takes great care of me. I'm very grateful." Jiu Mozhi immediately refused without thinking, "but the little monk also knows Qihuang a little. He doesn't bother Mr. Murong if he asks himself that he is healthy, disease-free and free from any discomfort."

He Xie sighed and said, "the Ming king is cautious. I can understand it, but it's the so-called past cause and today's fruit. The Ming king got a variety of Shaolin unique skills. He didn't devote himself to cultivation, but he was eager for success. He forced him to use the small Wuxiang skill. On the surface, it was extremely powerful. In fact, he couldn't resist each other. For 30 years, he was afraid that the disaster would be deep and hurt his internal organs. If he didn't fight, he was afraid that great difficulties would come, and life and death would only be between days and nights. "

Hearing the speech, Jiu Mozhi was shocked and angry. He drank and asked, "what disaster is imminent? Sir, I'm afraid it's too alarmist! "