"Where's the little bald donkey from?" "What are you still standing for?" he said? Didn't you see him hitting me? Catch me up
"Yes They answered immediately and surrounded the little monk.
He Xiang to Tang Ning in front of a block, drink: "you..."
Before he finished speaking, he was pushed aside by his hands and shoulders. He looked instinctively. He saw the little monk smiling and squinting his eyes. He did not see fear on his face. Instead, he took down the insignificant round bamboo from his waist and played in his hands.
"Want to fight? Come on! I'll be with you. " Tang Ning said with a smile. Seeing the guard who was caught by her, he turned round bamboo in his hand and attacked the guard with a dark force.
"Whew!"
"Ah
With the sound of dark force coming out, the round bamboo shot down on those guards. The pain was transmitted from the skin to the bone, and then spread from the bone, giving rise to a sharp pain like bone removal, which made them scream continuously.
"Ah
Those guards fiercely retracted their hands, covered the hit place and screamed, one by one quickly retreated away, and one or two non believers wanted to move forward, only to see the round bamboo shot down, and the sound of bone fracture was heard.
"Ah..."
"Come on! Go! Give it to me
The middle-aged man in royal guards got angry when he saw that a large group of guards were not even opponents of a little monk. He drank and pushed them to deal with the little monk.
He San and he Xiang look at the smiling little monk, and they are surprised that he has such skills. The middle-aged man in royal clothes has more than a dozen guards, all of them are good at it, but they don't want to see one of them close to the little monk.
It has been two days since the little monk came to their village, but they never thought that a little monk who looked weak and had no strength to bind a chicken could have such skill and strength.
Downing just taught them a lesson and didn't take their lives. She didn't care to pass by those screaming guards, and her eyes fell on the tall and thin man with a mustache in the city, and her smiling eyes flashed across a dark light.
"You say the place is a treasure land of geomantic omen?"
The tall and thin man didn't expect that the little monk would talk to him. Instinctively, he was a bit defensive. He stared at the little monk, stroked his mustache with his fingers, and said, "yes, if you live here, your descendants will surely be rich."
Downing picked her eyebrows and said, "Oh? Since you are so powerful, don't you know that if the people who live here are not descendants of the he family, those who live here are bound to be ruined? Even the whole clan is destroyed? "
The tall and thin man was stunned and looked at the middle-aged man in royal clothes whose face had changed greatly. He said immediately, "nonsense! This place is obviously a place of geomantic omen. How can it be... "
"As far as the people of Jianhe family are concerned, this place was originally the ancestral land of he family. If the people who live here are not descendants of he family, there will be no mission benefit to those who live here."
She said calmly, looking at the middle-aged man with a changed face, and said in an unidentified way: "if you don't believe it, you can go back and have a look. If you come here today, you will surely see blood."
The middle-aged man was stunned, some doubt in his eyes, and said, "it's impossible!" Is it inevitable to see blood? Who doesn't know him around here? Who doesn't give him face?