Kongdouzi and several sword slaves who were old people from Yanyu Camp walked to the table of the monk Wude.

They were all carrying swords, and the sword slaves were wearing black robes, with a strong aura, which made the customers in the inn look sideways frequently and look at them quietly with a little fear in their eyes.

And the little boys and the others would not be so strange about it.

“Meet again.”

The ostentatious son said to the monk Wude.

Monk Wude rolled his eyes without the image of a living Buddha, "What's the matter if you came to find me on purpose?"

The hollow man said, "I'm going to Changsha."

"oh"

Monk Wude stretched out his tail sound and nodded slightly.

Then, there was a little silence.

Monk Wude said again: "You have made a choice? Don't you plan to wait and see?"

The hollow man curled his lips and said, "Duan Qilin went to Dali. He should be the real dragon in Shu that Tianshuozi mentioned. Haha, the prince of the Duan clan of Dali was originally a dragon, and I was fooled by that bastard Tianshuozi again."

"Should."

Monk Wude spoke with a smile.

Until now, they naturally want to get what Tianshuozi thought about the time.

He didn't want the Kongdouzi and the brothers in Yanyu camp to continue to help the Song Dynasty, so he specifically said that the real dragon appeared in Shu and let the Kongdouzi stay in Shu and watch.

At that time, the Song Dynasty was in danger and the court was incompetent. Even if Kong Dangzi and others were very strong, if they tried their best to restore the Song Dynasty, they would probably not be able to survive now.

But now it is obviously meaningless to pursue these things.

The Heavenly Suanzi is dead. Moreover, he is for the good of his brothers.

Monk Wude has been in Shu all these days and is not particularly clear about the Dali war. He said playfully: "Then are you sure Duan Qilin is not a real dragon?"

As he said that, he sighed slightly, "In Shu, Dali really integrates the world, and it is probably even more uneasy."

A little anger appeared on the empty man's face, and soon flashed, "Dali uses the people to block the Song army. Even if Duan Qilin is a real dragon, what virtue can we brothers work hard for him!"

He said this very lightly, but his words were extremely heavy. Undoubtedly, Dali's actions of using fire blockers in the people made him very angry.

If Duan Qilin, who didn't know that he had not specifically manipulated the Dali battle, knew what he would think about him, and he would be thinking about killing Zhao Liangcai and others immediately. Not only did the city not hold on, he would also let the peerless master such as Kongbazi completely turn to the Song Dynasty.

Monk Wude shook his head and sighed again.

But what he sighed was probably the lives that fell in the war.

Then he said, "Since that's the case, I'll go west and go to Jiading Prefecture to take a look."

The Kongdouzi was a little surprised, "You are going west to Jiading? Wouldn't you go to Changsha with us?"

As he said that he suddenly thought of something, his expression suddenly became solemn, "The Pojun Academy is not as simple as you imagined, and the Pojun Palace Master is not the strongest person in the Pojun Academy. You'd better not go there."

Monk Wude shook his head slightly and chuckled, "If you don't go, it will be too late."

His words made the hollow boy change his color. The sword slaves next to him also showed shock at this moment, and then sadness appeared.

"Ha ha"

"Ha ha ha ha"

The empty boy suddenly burst into laughter, as if there was no one, as if he was crazy.

At this moment, an invisible artistic conception permeated from the body of others.

The entire inn lobby was in turmoil in an instant, and the beams swayed slightly and made a creaking sound. The diners in the hall had just looked panicked and their faces were pale.

Some people even fainted at this moment and fell under the table.

"Forever!"

Monk Wude shouted softly.

His cry brought the empty bastard back to his senses.

The invisible but extremely powerful sword intent was completely restrained in this moment.

Kong Dangzi's eyes were extremely sad, and even his eyes were red, and he smiled bitterly, shouting: "Waiter, have a drink!"

The diners in the lobby finally came back to their senses, but they didn't dare to stay any longer and ran outside.

The sword intent of the empty boy just now really scared them, and their consciousness was instantly blank. At this moment, it felt like they were resurrected.

The shopkeeper behind the counter saw the diners throwing the money and leaving, but he didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction with the empty boy. Now, his eyes were full of fear.

He had never even thought about such a powerful master.

A waiter was watching from a distance, stunned.

The empty son said again: "Get wine!"

The waiter came back to his senses, swallowed quietly, ran to the wine cabinet and moved a jar of wine, and hurriedly ran to the empty boy.

But if you are careful, you will find that the little calves are still shaking.

"It's less."

The empty man directly laid out the mud seal of the wine jar, and spitted these two words at the waiter, then directly raised his neck and poured the wine into his mouth.

Monk Wude sighed softly and said nothing.

The waiter brought in many jars of wine.

All the sword slaves' eyes were red.

From the words of the monk Wude, they could already hear a lot.

They sealed the mud of the wine jar one by one, raised their heads and poured them.

No one spoke, but there was an extremely sad atmosphere spreading in the air.

Even Lewu noticed something, and at this moment he looked at his master with extremely complicated eyes. He wanted to speak, but in the end he still didn't speak.

"hehe."
Chapter completed!