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Under the shock of the scene just now, people also understood their identity.

Some people are eager to try, others are frustrated.

Strength, this is the only right in the world.

Later, many people went into the prime minister's house, and even more, some people gave their schoolboy aura and brought them into the prime minister's house.

Lu Beiyou touched the head of the beggar and said with a smile, "let's go. Let's go in, too."

After that, he stood up, stretched his waist, and led the beggar to the prime minister's residence.

"Please wait a moment, benefactor. This is not the way to bliss."

When Lu Beiyou was about to step into the prime minister's residence, suddenly a sigh full of Buddhist breath came into his ears, and Lu Beiyou was stiff.

It's just a sound. Lu Beiyou is in a cold sweat.

Here we go! The situation I was most afraid of finally appeared.

But Lu Beiyou couldn't turn back, and he didn't dare to turn back. He took the hand of the beggar and broke out with him. He turned into a streamer and was about to break into the prime minister's house.

But at this last moment, a chubby monk appeared in front of him. He stretched out his hand and flicked his fingers.

Lu Beiyou flies out in an instant, and the beggar who has been held by him is also held by the monk.

With a loud noise on the ground, the crowd who had been watching the scene also scattered one after another.

As the smoke and dust dispersed, Lu Beiyou lay in a deep pit, spitting blood.

And even a group of people in the teahouse, who had just been sent out by the prime minister's office, did not stir up their heads.

"Why is the saint of langtuo temple here?"

The plump woman with wheat skin asked the man around her. She turned around and saw that the man's face was black and blue.

"Damn it, I'll go first!"

Without waiting to answer the woman's words, the man had already left the teahouse.

"Li Nanju, you

The woman was also fooled by his action. It seems that he is obviously afraid of the sudden appearance of the saint of rantuo temple.

But it's Lu Beiyou who is hurt. Why should he be afraid?

"Is this the hot saint of rantuo temple? Why did he come to the prime minister's office? "

Some of the people who were present recognized the identity of the fat monk. For a moment, they could not help but step back for fear of causing the anger of the Buddha.

On the contrary, more people put their eyes on Lu Beiyou, who was lying in the pit. What did he do to attract the sages to come out of the mountain and attack him personally?

At this time, a little Shami came panting, exhausted and said: "master, wait for me! Why do you walk so fast? "

Hearing the words, they were also attracted by the sound. Little monk was numb with the countless eyes. His face turned red and he wanted to turn around and run away.

"No, sit down! Chanting

At this time, the voice of the fat monk also reached the ears of the little monk. For a moment, the little monk named Buwen also calmed down, sat on the ground, and began to grow lotus.

All the people felt that they were bathed in the holy light and fell asleep.

The fat monk nodded his head with a smile. Suddenly he felt the disappearance of a gas engine. His eyes narrowed deeper.

"Today, you steal my lucky account of langtuo temple before you. I will visit the Li family of Nanman in the future."

Although the voice is not big, but also clearly spread to the ear of the man who is fleeing on the eaves.

The man also stopped and turned to look in the direction of the prime minister's office. His face was cloudy and sunny.

With these words, the fat monk didn't pay any attention, but looked at the beggar who was caught in his hand with a dull look.

"Little benefactor, where does your anger come from?"

Although the voice is plain, it falls in the ears of the beggar. I don't know when a ghost with six arms and a sharp weapon appears in front of him. He questions himself.

I can't help but shudder.

Seeing this scene, Lu Beiyou quickly stood up from the pit, and regardless of the injury he had just suffered, he said angrily, "stop!"

Just then, a white streamer burst out of the boy's body and shot at the fat monk.

Fat monk is not in a hurry. He reaches out his hand to scatter it. Suddenly, this streamer bursts out with the meaning of sword.

Towards the monk's big hand.

But with tianjizi already out of the city, is toward the direction of the north mountain zhenyuange, suddenly stopped.

"What's the matter?" Seeing this, tianjizi asked in a voice.

"Nothing?" Zhenyuange looked in the direction of Jingzhou City. Her eyes narrowed slightly and she muttered in a soft voice: "it's just someone's intention to kill me!"

Tianjizi also looked in the direction of Jingzhou City and closed his eyes. Eyebrows suddenly opened a pair of golden eyes.

Can not be opened for long, suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, back two steps, opened his eyes whispered: "or a step late?"However, zhenyuange shook his head and continued to walk forward.

"Won't you go and save him?"

"No

"Why? He's your younger martial brother! "

"But he is a descendant of Beishan."

Zhenyuan song stopped again, "don't worry, he can't die. The old monster in the prime minister's mansion won't see his future son-in-law die in front of him. Who do you think this contest is for? "

Tianjizi is confused, but today, tianjizi is dead and can't be counted any more. "What does that mean?" he asked

Zhenyuange turned his head and said with a smile: "even if you can see through the world, no one can see the word of love clearly! Ha ha ha

After that, he did not look back and strode away. Tianjizi was also stunned. But since it was so easy to see the contemporary sword capital, he did not study it deeply.

His precious apprentice has his own protection, even if he died, he could not die.

Think of here, tianjizi can't help laughing, didn't expect to have their own can't figure out the day.

But at the moment, the fat monk's hand is stained with blood, and his eyes are still smiling. However, the roar of heaven and earth, the roaring of Buddhas and the blooming of Golden Lotus can show the anger of the fat monk at the moment.

"Beishan, isn't it?"

When Lu Beiyou saw the fat monk, he relaxed his vigilance and immediately pulled the beggar into his arms. He was about to rush to the prime minister's house.

But a Buddha in the air has reached down and turned the spirit into a mountain, vowing to press Lu Beiyou under the spirit mountain.

If Lu Beiyou still has the ability to compete with Jijing, but the "pure Yang" sword idea has failed. At the moment, Lu Beiyou in front of the fat monk is a dead man waiting to be slaughtered.

Unable to compete at all, Lu Beiyou bit his teeth, instilled his aura into the beggar, protected his meridians with aura, and then threw him into the prime minister's house.

"Young master!"

When the fat monk lost his mind, Qier had already recovered, but he was still in shock. Obviously, he was extremely afraid of the scene just now. When he recovered completely, he had been thrown into the prime minister's house by Lu Beiyou and passed the door.

And that spirit mountain has already fallen on Lu Beiyou. He is about to be suppressed under the spirit mountain.

"How dare you, old thief!"