That person is not Yuantong!

Soon, Li Xiaoqian and I discovered it.

Although he and Yuantong have the same bald head, wearing the same monk's robe, the same size, the same fat and the same age.

But he is not Yuantong.

However, he is a master! A master like Lou Qin. He has a quick body and is quick to take action! A big knife is waving in his hand, and the whistling sound of the wind is like thunder.

While I was still hesitating whether to get closer, he had already issued more than a dozen moves, which were powerful and fatal.

This is a battle of life and life!

However, the monk's opponent was also a master. A master who looked much better than him. He had a three-foot sword in his hand, as clever as a snake and as powerful as a dragon, which made me dazzled.

The most terrifying thing is that I can't see his appearance, his outfit, and even his height, fatness and thinness.

I only saw a black shadow, with a shining sword, surrounding the monk with his left and right blocking, shuttled back and forth, and changed his body.

The sword energy breaks through the air, and the howling sounds! The sword light shines brightly, and the air sounds suddenly!

After dozens of rounds of competition, the monk became more and more troubled, but the black shadow was still at ease.

Even though I don’t understand martial arts, I can still see the huge difference in strength between the two, which can almost be called a huge difference. The black shadow is like a clever cat playing with a clumsy mouse when fighting.

Not bad! Just play with it!

The black shadow and the sword in his hand were playing with the monk who was trying hard to resist. Perhaps he was just waiting for him to be exhausted and to lose his energy. Then the black shadow would pierce the monk's heart and lungs with one sword, completely ending this competition with huge strength disparity.

For a moment, I didn't know what to do, so I gave Li Xiaoqian a wink, meaning to ask him what should we do?

Li Xiaoqian glanced at Chanhui Temple. I thought he wanted me to go back and report Yuantong.

I returned a smile that I understood at him, stood up quietly, and was about to turn around, but I saw Li Xiaoqian kicking the ground, and he had already rushed out more than ten meters, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The Shaolin School’s light skills are as fast as a spin, and the steps are emitting wind.

I stared at Li Xiaoqian's gradually blurred back in a daze, and cursed sincerely, this bitch!

The sound of Li Xiaoqian running away alarmed the two people fighting not far away.

A voice came, and I couldn't tell who made it, and I could only hear a loud shout: "Who is peeking there?"

My heart suddenly became nervous. With the martial arts of the two of them and my own skills, not to mention the black shadow, even the monk could easily capture and kill me.

I believe that the monk will not kill anyone. But that black shadow may not be.

I shouted tremblingly: "I didn't peek! I was passing by!"

I heard a cold snorting, obviously someone didn't accept my words. However, I saw that the two of them were fighting hard and had no intention of coming to capture me. I felt relieved and turned around and wanted to leave.

"Don't move! Otherwise, I'll kill you!"

Another voice came from behind me, but I still didn't know who said it. I felt so frightened in my heart that I almost died of fear. I turned around and begged: "I'm really just passing by, let me go!"

Neither of them paid attention to me, they were still fighting.

To be precise, the black shadow was still playing with the monk.

The monk's sword has begun to slow down and his momentum is no longer forcing. Although he is still waving his strength, I can feel the despair emitted in his moves.

The monk is no longer able to do it. He will not be able to hold on. This battle with huge gaps in strength is almost over.

Suddenly, the black shadow shook in front of the monk's body, and the sword light flashed, passing through the monk's body, and fixed behind the monk's face.

The monk stopped moving, and the shadow stopped moving.

Then, the monk shook his body, and the long knife in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang".

A sword sealed the throat, but no blood was seen!

The monk fell to the ground. After a long time, the wound on his neck bleeding. He stared at his eyes, his eyes full of fear, despair, and a hint of longing...

He stared at me, reached into his arms with one hand, and through the monk's robe, his hand moved in his arms, as if to signal me that there was something important in his arms. He cast a begging gaze at me, and then stopped moving.

Only then did I see the black shadow clearly. He was not tall or fat. But I still couldn't see his appearance because he had a black cloth on his face and was wearing a black night-strolling dress.

In broad daylight, I was wearing a night-mounted suit, and the three-foot green eyebrows in my hand were emitting a squeaky cold air, just like a cold-blooded and ruthless killer in the world.

"It's you?!"

I saw the man's shrinking pupils, his eyes gathered, and he seemed to be confused when he saw me: "Why are you here?"

Who is he? He actually recognizes me!

At that time, I was so scared that I couldn't move anymore. I felt like I had a hole, and my whole body was numb. I wanted to ask him, but my mouth didn't listen.

He took two steps closer to me, and I felt death approaching me. I wanted to run, but couldn't move.

I shouted in despair: It's over, it's over, my 10% incense money, my house, my woman, my child... the life I long for.

At this time, a rapid footstep sound came from the direction of Chanhui Temple. Suddenly the footsteps changed suddenly, followed by a rustling sound. Before I could turn around, a yellow shadow had passed by me. I felt a strong wind blowing beside me, and I suddenly rolled my clothes.

The man in black retreated repeatedly, and instantly turned into a black shadow, floating towards the depths of the woods.

Huang Ying chased me closely. One black and one yellow, one front and one back, two figures disappeared from my sight one after another.

Suddenly I felt like I had my acupoints been removed, and my whole body was called in. However, a powerful sense of powerlessness followed, and I sank and squatted on the ground.

I'm so scared!

At this time, Li Xiaoqian ran over, his hippie smile flashed in front of my eyes, and I suddenly felt full of strength, jumped up, waved my fists and cursed: "Li Xiaoqian, you almost killed me! I want to kill you!"

During this period, Li Xiaoqian learned some entry skills of the Shaolin Sect with Yuantong, and his hands and feet gradually became smart. The moment I swung my punch, he raised his arm and stepped on my forehead, put my fist, and grabbed my arm with the other hand. He turned around instantly, and pressed me to the ground with a Shaolin Sect grasping hand.

I cursed: "Li Xiaoqian, you thief beast! You're awesome! Let me go!"

Li Xiaoqian smiled and said, "I'm asking Yuantong to save you!"

I couldn't accept his words and was about to continue scolding. However, a yellow shadow flashed deep in the woods and Yuantong was back.

"Master, how about it?"

Li Xiaoqian

Voice inquiry.

Yuantong shook her head and said, "I didn't catch up."

He slowly walked to the dead monk, and his expression suddenly became sad. He squatted down slowly and brushed his hand in front of the dead monk's eyes. The dead monk closed his unwilling eyes and looked like a dead person.

Li Xiaoqian then let go of me, ran to Yuantong quickly, and asked, "Master, who is this?"

Yuantong said: "My junior brother, Yuanxin."

"Ah?" Li Xiaoqian said in surprise: "My uncle!" Then, he threw himself to the ground and howled: "Uncle Master...you die so miserably...Uncle Master..."

Yuantong seemed to be infected by Li Xiaoqian's wail, and a tear fell from his eyes.

I walked over, squatted down and reached my hand into Junior Brother Yuantong's arms. As soon as my hand was halfway through, I was pressed down by Yuantong.

Yuantong shouted: "What are you going to do?"

I said, "He has something in his arms."

Yuantong Dali left my hand away, reached in, touched it for a long time, and took out a dark yellow silk cloth with words on it.

Li Xiaoqian's wailing stopped abruptly and his eyes glanced at Si Juan. Suddenly, his eyes were extremely surprised and shouted: "Master, Shaolin Temple..."

Yuantong waved his hand and interrupted him, saying, "Go back and discuss it." He stood up and added, "Cute, take your uncle back."

Cute is Li Xiaoqian's Buddhist name.

He and Yuantong had a long dispute over this Dharma name. But Yuantong insisted on calling him "cute". For some reason, Li Xiaoqian was particularly unable to accept this Dharma name. He said that he would rather call him "Avoid sex".

According to Yuantong, Shaolin Temple does not have the word "Jing".

Li Xiaoqian argued that he worshiped Chanhui Temple, not Shaolin Temple, and there was no need to follow the seniority of Shaolin Temple. However, Yuantong believed that if you enter Shaolin one day and live your life, you must be ranked according to the seniority of Shaolin Temple. Otherwise, if you meet the descendants of Shaolin Temple in the future, you will easily become confused.

Li Xiaoqian's argument failed and finally accepted the "Cute" name.

On that day, Yuantong was in Chanhui Temple to save his junior brother. In the afternoon, he accumulated firewood and prepared a fire in Chanhui Temple to prepare for cremation.

I suddenly remembered what Yuantong told me before, that he was expelled from Shaolin for saving the dogs of the abbot of Shaolin Temple.

I asked Yuantong: "Do you want to make a pot of wine?"

Yuantong's body trembled, then turned around suddenly, poked my chest with his fingers, and pulled me down. Then, he untied my acupoints and sighed and said, "Go and send them to my meditation room."

Yuantong turned around and left, leaving me with a sad back.

I originally wanted to make a joke to Yuantong, but I didn't expect that he actually asked me to drink. I was so scared that I was sweating in a cold sweat. I looked at Li Xiaoqian in disbelief and said, "The master wants to eat his junior brother!"

Li Xiaoqian gave me a blank look and said, "Dan Bing, are you..." He only made a lip shaped word with a "silly" and did not make a sound.

Li Xiaoqian left. I looked at Yuanxin who was peaceful and calm in the blazing fire, and he was burning into ashes in a tight "crackling" sound.

However, the words of the man in black made me unable to calm down for a long time.

who is he?

Why did he recognize me?

A cold light flashed, and a sword sealed the throat. How could I ever know such a peerless master?

Questions have caused me to be in endless thoughts...

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!