Chapter 335： The confrontation between the temple and the mountain

A small inn in a small border, tonight.

The girl Yao Ling’s breathing was heavy after the five people walked out of the house.

This made her feel incredible.

In the face of the fear of young and sorrowful, it is more of a kind of instinct that compliments many complicated emotions. The weak woman faces the man who is speculative, the lower person fears the invisible power, and the ethical people who are temperate, will innately avoid the ghosts. only.

However, Yao Ling’s hope of suffocating the five people on the same floor is very intuitive.

In the same mountain forest, the rabbit deer sees the tiger cub. In the same river, the fish and shrimp meet the dragon.

Yao Ling has been a scout for three years. He has had two battles of life and death. Yao Ling did not have any concession. For the sake of reason, it should not be right.

She is the most outstanding martial arts genius of the Yao family. However, at the age of fourteen, she has already reached the four borders and is expected to break the bottleneck. Whether it is the fifteen-year-old Wujingwufu, even the seventeen-year-old Wujing, Be worthy of the word "genius". Looking at the Daquan dynasty, whether it is the military or the rivers and lakes, Yaoling is a first-class 璞玉, a little eagle to glory, no one doubts that she can successfully enter the imperial wind in the future, become a male town Master of Buddhism.

Especially the masters who are born in the ranks, the killing power is especially huge, this is beyond doubt.

On the rivers and lakes, the masters often catch and kill, and most of them are contested. On the battlefield, the pursuit is a one-off, one hundred enemy and one thousand enemy.

Yao Ling’s palms clenched a silver ingot-like object, which is the value of the city’s arsenal, and it’s the “pocket armor” that was ridiculed by the mountain’s temperament as “water armor” The Jinwu Jingwei is a veritable magic weapon, and the expectations of Yao’s Yao’s Yao Ling are evident.

Young cockroaches looked at the five people on the second floor, patted the table, and angered: "Is there a lot of people, scare me?"

When the young man said this, he smiled.

There are three people in the inn, and there are hundreds of fine rides outside the house. I think I feel a little brazen. I can't help but laugh.

The two tables are sturdy from the military of the appearance, and they are also happy.

They did not take the second floor as a matter of course. Although the people on the upper floor were full of power and even shocked, what could they do?

Jianghu coward.

The Jianghu people of the Daquan dynasty had already broken the backbone, and a group of running dogs squatting at the entrance of the temple, wagging their tails.

The person who broke and broke the entire backbone of the rivers and lakes was sitting at the inn's wine table today.

Good people don't come, and those who come are not good.

The nickname of Jiu Niang’s innkeeper, who was not because of Chen’s appearance, was relieved and feeling more and more heavy.

Sanye had already reported the name before, and the other party was so aggressive, clearly pointing to the word "Yao".

Once a dispute arises, I am afraid that the other party will go online, and it will be Yao’s family.

The old humpback was on the side of the curtain and nodded to the woman.

The woman smiles bitterly, and the other party is simply not drunk. It may be that the world is not chaotic, and the entire Yao family will be dragged into the water.

Ming knows that the Yao family is in the midst of the changing situation, it should not be moved, and she and the inn can only bear it. But at this time she could not persuade the people on the second floor to return. People are kind enough to help you in the first place. Instead, you have to be a tortoise, and women can’t do anything like this.

Qing shirt scholars wondered: "Is these people?"

The woman smiled bitterly: "The nobles from the capital can't afford it."

The scholar snorted, hesitated for a long time, was about to talk, the woman was helpless: "Zhong Kui, I am begging you, don't mess up, now things are very troublesome, I am not in the mood to take care of you."

The scholar sighed and really closed his mouth.

Chen Pingan overlooked the lobby on the first floor and asked: "I am not kind enough to bully the boss's wife."

The young man smiled and said: "When you come out to do business and give the guests a few glasses of wine, how can you bully?"

Chen Ping pointed to the heart of young people, "thinking and asking."

The young man first glimpsed, then took the wine bowl and sipped a big mouth. He smiled and said: "If this is the case, the old master of the academy said, I must definitely take care of it. As for you, match?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "The reason is the truth. Who else is said to export? Are you not bullying or fearing hard? I believe that as long as the fist is harder than you, is there any reason, you will listen?"

The young man nodded. "These words, I listened to it, it makes sense."

Then he dropped the wine bowl with his hand, raised his arm high, and opened his fingers, gently clenching his fist. "Is it harder than a fist? I have to look at it. In Daquan, there are several people who dare to follow." I am rubbing my wrist."

The woman worried that Chen was safe and young, and took the lead. When she ate a big loss, she quickly screamed and said: "The son is not impulsive. These people are ordered to go to Beijing, and there is a holy body. If you take the shot first, It is reasonable to say it."

Young cockroaches looked gloomy and turned to look at the woman. "Shut up! A broken widow, what is the qualification to interject? Do you know who I am?"

The woman's face is blue.

Young squatting pointed to Jiu Niang, and then ordered the second floor of Chen Ping and others, sneer: "Yao's Jiu Niang, secretly colluding with other people in the country, trying to rob the prisoner, sinful."

The woman was indignant and finally roared: "Who is your little bastard?!"

The young man reached out to himself and looked innocently: "I? Little bastard?"

He coughed and was dressed in a cloak. He smiled and said: "According to Mrs. Yao’s statement, Gao Shizhen is the old bastard. Haha, you said that funny is not funny? When I return home, I must tell this joke. Gao Shi really listens."

The woman Jiu Niang and the hunchback Sanye looked at each other and their hearts were shocked.

Shen Guo Gong Gao is true!

The only remaining grandfather of the Daquan dynasty was the one who relied on the present.

Daquan has been in the flat for a long time. Liu’s country was two hundred years old. At the beginning of the founding of the country, the foreign surname was sealed. The total number of the three kings and the seven kings was rewarded, but the hereditary system was replaced by the Shen Guogong. The rest have already fallen. The rice bowl that was earned by life, and Shen Guogong has only one son under his knees, belonging to the old man, is the small country grandfather Gao Shuyi, this guy is famous in the capital, Wang Sun, famous in the ruling and opposition, again and again relying on the ancestors However, once and for all, the Emperor’s Majesty’s tolerance for Gao Shuyi’s, the Princess of the Emperor could not match.

Therefore, there is a saying in the officialdom of the capital, called the small country grandfather to go abroad, and the ground shakes.

How can such a notorious sorrowful child participate in this trip to the south? Although His Majesty the Emperor preferentially treated Shen Guogong, it was the wiseness of His Majesty, and it was never such a play.

The Daquan Dynasty, the person who is the least afraid of getting into the fire, is probably this lawless Gao Shuyi.

The generals of the martial arts, Song Wei, who led the military, and the book of the Ministry of Military Affairs, were only able to smash the crowbar after Gao Shuyi was bullied by Gao Changyi.

On the second floor, Wei Wei whispered to Chen Pingan about the background of Shen Guogong.

Chen Ping nodded, just when everyone thought he had to retreat, in a blink of an eye, he fell from the second floor into the inch and came to the small country grandfather.

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On the road outside the inn, a rider sitting behind the groom was chewing dry food that was difficult to swallow, occasionally picking up the kettle and drinking two.

He looked up and looked at a homing pigeon behind the inn. Someone immediately flew in and waited for the rider to order. The man stopped a white-skinned eagle eagle on his shoulder, and the rider waved his hand. "Do not bother."

The man silently retired.

The cavalry was the one who first came to the inn to deliver the news. The driver around him was straight and his waist was not moving.

An old man picked up the curtain and smiled and asked: "His Royal Highness, why not go into the inn together?"

The man smiled and shook his head.

Self-discipline is a university question.

Deaf people, for those of them who are born in the emperor's family, it is not difficult to learn from childhood.

Inside the vehicle, sitting cross-legged with two practicing sergeants, one old and one young, responsible for looking at one of the most heavily insegrants, escorted to Daquan Jingshi Jingcheng. The person who spoke to the rider was an old man wearing a blue-breasted robe and a fish-tail crown. He held the end of the rope and held the dust in one hand.

The prisoner's head was scattered, covered in blood, and he couldn't read his face.

A golden robe was broken, and the wrists and ankles were nailed into the objects of the diamonds.

In addition, the neck was tied by a black rope, and the rope was held in the hands of the old monk.

The most miserable of the prisoner was still the eyebrows. He was swayed through the skull by a flying sword, and the tip of the sword was pierced from the back of the head.

This felony is a landscape **** of the orthodox seal. It used to be a martyr in the seven kingdoms. In its jurisdiction, it is at least eight regiments. It is called Wang Chengsheng in one of the mountains and waters. Have a battle. Just do not know why, degenerate such a field.

In addition to the old man in the carriage, there is a young woman looking at the eyes of the rider. The autumn wave circulates. Although it is not spoken, it means nothing, but it is not in the words.

The woman's appearance is only a delicate show, but the air is superb, the skin is better than the beauty of the ordinary people, and it can withstand the "fine scrutiny". After all, in the eyes of the monks in the mountains, the beauty of the human world, in the final analysis, is still a stinking skin, skin. Rough, all kinds of odors, under the finest look, are all embarrassing.

The rider suddenly turned his head and looked at the inn. It seemed to be a little unexpected.

The old man showed a sigh of surprise. "The amazing Wufu momentum, and the number of people, the small Bianbian Inn, such a hidden dragon and the tiger? Is it really a small country grandfather beaten up, is the North Jin masters desperate, to come to hijack prisoners?"

The woman tentatively asked: "Would you like me to remind the country grandfather?"

The rider shook his head and smiled. "We are already in the Daquan nationality at the foot of the country. Unless it is the Yao family's rebellion, it will be dangerous."

The old man in the robes flashed in the eyes and did not make a sound.

After a while, the old immortal teacher was about to talk. The rider had jumped off the carriage and went straight to the inn.

After the rider went away, the young woman from the Xianjia of the mountain asked softly: "Master, the small country grandfather is so forced to the Yao family, and the Highness is not restrained, will it really happen?"

The old man waved his hand and said: "Whoever is rebelling under the sun, the Yao family will not, the country’s loyal ministers have been for a long time..."

The old man’s mouth sneered: “But it’s addictive.”

The prisoner still bowed his head and smiled happily: "When you talk about the loyalty of the lord and the sect of the border, you can see it with a joke. How can your Daquan dynasty be a momentary gain?"

"Dare fooling!"

Old Immortal flick of the wrist, neck rope instantly tighten prisoners, prisoners shaking up, bite the bullet, hilarious not to make any noise.

Inn, vision projection.

Dressed in white robes appeared without warning in the lobby.

Gao Shuyi, a small country grandfather, noticed that it was not good. He was about to retire, but the flower was in front of him and the shoulder was already caught by the man.

Another table of three people, in addition to the **** is still drinking, turned a blind eye.

Gao Guanxian and the silver armor have suddenly got up and want to save Gao Shuyi, but they have stopped.

Because there is a scarlet sword from the second floor, hovering between the two tables, the sword pointed directly to the high crown.

After the silver armor stopped, he turned his head and looked at it. On the second floor, someone walked a few steps, smiling with a smile on his face, holding the handle, and the snow in his hand would stop.

The short man turned over the railing and fell to the door of the inn on the first floor, as if he were going to be alone, blocking hundreds of rides outside.

The old man squatted on the railing, smiled and bowed, staring at the most calm eunuch.

The middle-aged **** of Dahong’s clothing, looking at the age of standing, is actually 80 years old. It is one of the great martial arts masters of the Daquan Dynasty. It is known as the guardian of the Daquan Imperial City. After he became famous, he was always ghostly. The Daquan Imperial City, which is rampant, has no strange rumors, and all disappeared.

However, the real power of this **** is that he had a large number of Jianghu minions in the past, and dozens of top martial arts martial arts in the Daquan dynasty, one by one to clean up, three years, the entire rivers and lakes set off a storm, Regardless of the righteousness, the old **** has been assassinated many times, but without exception, there is no return.

At the same table with the eunuch, Gao Guanxian is called Xu Tong. He is the current owner of the first Xianjiamen Caomuyu in Daquan. He is good at Leifa. He can use it to make ghosts and gods for his own use, or he is a master of medicine and is good at alchemy. The alchemy medicine is the mad robbing of the Daquan dynasty.

The silver armor Wu Xuzhou is one of the top masters of the Daquan Army. Less than forty years old, a cross-practice, has already reached the peak, and the waist is "big", it is also a military treasure, it can be said that both offensive and defensive Every time the battlefield is in the trap, you must be a leader and be invincible.

Gao Shuyi is running a gas machine and struggles for a moment. It is useless.

Instead of not being afraid, the smile is even stronger. "Do you really want to rebel in Yao?"

The man slightly added gravity, Gao Shuyi suffered a while, still trying to maintain a smile.

The man said to him: "I am a passerby. You like to provoke me so much. After killing you, I will escape to the northern Jin Dynasty. As for the Yao family, you love how to splash dirty water. I can't manage it."

Who is this kind of ghost?

Gao Shuyi licked his mouth and sweated his forehead. "If you have the ability, you will kill me."

Chen Ping stared at him.

Gao Shuyi whispered to Chen Ping with a very slight voice: "Do you know that I am lucky to see the mother and daughter, otherwise they will be sent to the church after Yao’s housekeeping? Now, you can become a bureaucrat, and you can taste it when you get there."

Just after the grandfather’s grandfather’s words, Chen Ping’s fist has arrived.

Directly squatting in Gao Shuyi's forehead.

The situation is heavy, and the megaliths attack the city in general.

Gao Shuyi’s head swayed backwards. Although a colorful brilliance emerged from the waist jade, it instantly gathered at the forehead, but it was still stunned by the punch and spit.

After a punch, the amulet jade appeared in a crack.

Because the shoulders were always pulled by Chen Ping, Gao Shuyi’s head swayed and swayed back like a swing, and Chen Ping’s second fist slammed into this person.

Take the lead and move the whole body.

Slamming.

The middle-aged **** replayed the chopsticks, and the voice was soft and feminine: "Young people are almost ready."

Although the impression of the small government grandfather of the city is quite general, it can not be under his own eyes, let Gao Shuyi give people a living death.

After the eunuch’s voice, the immortal Xu Tong and the military commander Xu Xiaozhou were relieved.

But the man is still a punch without a hand.

Gao Shuyi’s ancestral jade is broken.

As Yu Pei smashed, Gao Shuyi woke up, his face flushed, his eyes covered with bloodshot eyes, and his face shouted: "Dog hybrids, I must kill you with the Yao family!"

The **** who had a bright red suit suddenly got up and was furious. How many years have passed, and some people dare to be so arrogant in front of themselves?

The proprietress shouted: "Stop!"

Chen Pingan turned her head and looked at it. The woman shook her head gently. Her eyes turned, she was full of anxiety, and she dared to speak up. She had to smack the paste: "The son has something to say, sit down and talk slowly. Believe in the small country. Just kidding us."

The middle-aged **** who was furious and angry, he said: "You don't have to talk about it. You Yao and the North Jin have partnered against each other and you are not guilty of death!"

Between the words, the eunuchs clasped together and smeared at the table.

Chen Ping's waist raises his sword and plucks out the first fifteenth, crushing the chopsticks that are lightning fast.

The third punch hit Gao Shuyi and the whole person suddenly flew out, and Wei Wei moved away from the door, letting the body of the small country grandfather fall outside the inn.

The cyclist just walked outside the door and looked at the corpse on the ground. Some time ago, I didn’t return to God. I obviously couldn’t believe it was true.

Chen Pingan said to the woman who turned her head: "Do you know why General Yao always died of assassination? Because you are so good to speak, it is obvious that some people think that even if they die, the old generals will not dare to speak."

The woman did not seem to listen to Chen Pingan’s words. She looked mad and muttered: "Dead, so you are killed by this. Shen Guogong will be crazy, and the Emperor’s Majesty will definitely be angry, and Yao’s is finished. ”

The hunchback old man who was a cook at the inn was also stunned.

The girl Yao Ling is even more shocked.

In the inn, only the second floor girl has a weak reading sound.

At this time, Luo Shusheng shot the woman's shoulder. He clearly had a back to Chen Pingan, but he had his voice, clearly sounded in Chen Pingxin's lake: "You only kill, I am buried."