Mochou immediately grabbed Zhang Hu'en's waist and whispered:

"Even if you are punished by the master, you won't regret it?"

"In life, if you cannot love what I love, you will kill all my hatred, drink a big bowl of wine, eat meat in big mouthfuls, act freely, and live freely, what's the point?"

"Monster, witch, die!"

The psychopaths with less than five fighting power all came over, and the two of them were pounding their eyelids. These people were not good at martial arts, were reckless, and had no brains. Could it be that they had drunk too much Sanlu and had stones in their brains?

Zhang Hu'en held Li Mochou's waist, and the two of them smiled knowingly. Li Mochou's ice soul silver needle was swaying and shooting towards the surroundings. Occasionally, a few fish that escaped the net were also killed by Zhang Hu'en's fingers. After a circle, Jiangnan heroes died all over the place. The people on the outside saw that the two of them hugged each other easily and killed more than 20 people, and they all showed fear. Lu Zhanyuan, the initiator, shouted out loud:

"Does go and see my Lujiazhuang mechanism technique!"

After saying that, more than a dozen Lujiazhuang guests rushed out from the side. Everyone held a crossbow and pointed it at the two people in the field. A sound of a clang sounded, and crossbow arrows shot from all directions. Zhang Hu'en pulled out the sword, Li Mochou drew out the sword, and the two blocked it for a while. Seeing that the crossbows in the hands of the group of people did not stop at all, both of them knew the truth that they would lose after a long time. They divided them into two ends to use their light skills to break into these brainless martial arts people.

One of them had strong internal strength, omnipotent fists, palms and legs, and the other had a fast body movement, and the hidden weapon and palm techniques were sharp and vicious. Lu Chengfeng's face became dizzy. If these two people were placed in front of the master and fought alone, they would definitely not be the match for the master, but if the two joined forces, then... Lu Chengfeng began to worry about Guiyunzhuang's situation. It would not be a good thing for Guiyunzhuang to get involved in this series of male and female evil spirits.

More than a hundred martial arts people were tidied up by the two of them. After the half-moon they got along, Mochou's mind was very restrained, so except for those too vicious guys who were slaughtered by the two, the rest was just lying on the ground. Lu Zhanyuan pinched the mechanism and his legs were trembling. Unexpectedly, the skill of these two people was so high that they turned around and shouted to the people in Guiyunzhuang who did not take action:

"Warlor Lu, why haven't he taken action yet?"

Lu Chengfeng sat on the four-wheeler with a gloomy face, and stopped shaking the feather fan in his hand, bowed his hand and said to Zhang Hu'en:

"Master Xinzheng, I, Guiyunzhuang, will not interfere with your grudges. If you have time in the future, please go to Yaozhuang to discuss it and I will not disturb you today."

The tourists from Guiyunzhuang all breathed a sigh of relief. The demon monk and witch had a lot of skills than them. I really had to bite the bullet and I don’t know how many people would die to be finished. After Lu Chengfeng said this, he cleared the relationship between Guiyunzhuang and Lujiazhuang. Originally, they Guiyunzhuang were neither black nor white, so there was no need to offend the two demons in order to compete for a decent face.

When Lu Zhanyuan saw the people lying all over the ground, Guiyunzhuang expressed his unwillingness to intervene. Although he was worried, he was used to being slick and did not make a look like a turtle grandson kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy. Instead, he clapped his hands with an evil expression:

"Awesome, it's really amazing. I wanted to invite someone to try your skills, but I didn't expect it to be a laughing stock. I don't think so. Since it's rare to come to Jiangnan once, I will be the host of Lu. I will take you two to take a good tour of Jiangnan and savor the delicious food and great scenery in Jiangnan?"

"Shut up!"

Li Mochou's Bingpoul Silver Needle shot towards his dry mouth. Lu Zhanyuan raised his foot and lifted a crawling martial arts man as a shield, turned around and ran away. Mochou was still waiting to chase him again, and Zhang Hu'en stood there and shouted:

"Forget it, it's just a clown, why bother to spend your time?"

"That's different. None of these people can be kept! If you don't kill someone to warn you now, the troubles will become bigger and bigger in the future."

(It is indeed worthy of being the Fairy Chi Lian.)

Zhang Hu'en walked over with a smile, and his sword was pressed against a man in the martial arts world who had climbed not far away. The man looked up and looked stubborn, gritted his teeth and said:

"Monster, even if you kill us righteous people today, sooner or later, thousands of righteous people will come to kill you!"

"See it. If you don't kill them, they will come back and kill you sooner or later."

Mochou stood aside and snorted unhappily. Zhang Huen felt that there was no need to kill them. Although killing them would create some credits, killing them would be equivalent to killing the chicken to get eggs.

"Do you have silver on your body?"

Zhang Hu'en's question made the surviving Qunhao and Mo Chou stunned. The man didn't understand why Zhang Hu'en asked this, but he still consciously threw the purse from his waist. Zhang Hu'en picked up the purse, took out a ingot of silver, and said:

"Is it worth buying your life for ten taels of silver?"

Seeing that the other party would not kill him, the man nodded quickly. Zhang Hu'en put away the money and said:

"Each person gives me 10 taels of silver and you can leave! Of course, if someone has no money to buy his life, Miss Mochou will not let you go."

Li Mochou frowned and stared at Zhang Hu'en strangely. Those people were not real martyrs. Seeing that they could actually take money, they immediately paid for money. When those people escaped, Li Mochou did not take action, but his expression became more and more strange. Seeing that he patiently picked up the silver on the ground and put it in his purse, he squatted beside him and asked:

"I think you are very strange. If you kill them, won't they all belong to yours?"

“Wouldn’t that be fun?”

"play?"

"Think about it, if they kill them, they can't make money anymore. If they can't make money, who will give us money next time?"

"you......"

Li Mochou felt that his reason was a bit weird, but he could not find a reason to refute it. Zhang Hu'en said with a smile:

"Although you and I are both from the martial arts world, how can the salary of the imperial court be enough for us? We have to buy a house and a horse. We have to buy a marriage bride gift in the future. When we have children, we have to buy more things. It is impossible to achieve these goals with that little salary."

"...you, you're talking nonsense, be careful I'll kill you."

"Okay, you can't beat me, so don't threaten me."

"You... hate it!"

Li Mochou ran away coquettishly, and Zhang Huen began to chase Mochou for thousands of miles. The name of the demon monk and the witch spread after a battle on the edge of Taihu Lake. Although it did not reach the level of rumors in the martial arts world in the south of the Yangtze River, the martial arts world in the south of the Yangtze River knew this strange combination of demons. As various exaggerated and inaccurate rumors spread, the people in the martial arts world in half of the Jiangnan River were strangely trapped in a vicious circle that was in panic all day long.

Zhang Huen accompanied Li Mochou to visit the two states of Suzhou and Hangzhou. Over the past month, strange martial arts people rushed over to give them money to give them practical experience, but Zhang Huen tried not to kill them. He just asked them to use money to redeem their lives. The more they went to the back, some actors joined the ranks of the storm and witches. For example, the actors at the Putian Shaolin, Fujian Province, and the actors of the Fuwei Escort Agency wanted to form a group to swim the storm, which made it very successful. Afterwards, they realized that swim the storm was also a teaching fee. After paying several times of redemption silver, these people learned their lessons. The storm and witches traveled to Jiangnan together and did not mess with us, so why did they send them to the door to find crispy again and again?

"You have a letter from a flying pigeon on the way."

This is the third time that Zhang Hu'en received today. After completing his mission, the two fat pigeons in front were roasted by Zhang Hu'en to eat. The first letter was sent by Master Xuanku to ask the truth. According to Master Xuanku's wishes, he decided not to believe that Zhang Hu'en would embark on the evil path of violating the Four Prisons. He just hoped that Zhang Hu'en would clarify the truth when he had time. Those martial arts fellow martial artists who came to Shaolin to complain from Jiangnan were in constant force, and they stayed at the outer door of Shaolin to eat, drink, defecate and urinate. He insisted that Shaolin give an explanation.

The second letter was written by an old man from Lingmen. As the abbot, his tone became very stiff, so he asked Zhang Hu'en to go back to Shaolin immediately to explain clearly. If he violates the precepts, he should accept the treatment of Shaolin sect rules.

After the third fat pigeon flew over, Zhang Hu'en opened the letter and found that it was written by Master Fang Zheng. It turned out that Fang Zheng had been sieged by the Wuyue Sword Sect and was punished by Lingmen to face the wall of the back mountain. He was released recently. Fang Zheng's letter was very short. There are only four words:

"Don't go back to Shaolin."

The concern and the dangers of the situation shown in it have already made Zhang Huen know what Shaolin meant. They were not doubting him at all, but had already determined that he was a famous monk.

Unlike Shaolin's "care" for Zhang Hu'en, Mo Chou's master seemed to have completely forgotten her disciple and let her go around the world, as if he had never known that the sensational fairy Chi Lian uploaded from the world was a member of the ancient tomb sect.

"Hey, why did you receive another letter from the master?"

Mochou tied the horse's reins and turned around and asked. The two of them were too tired to play and felt that there was no meaning to continue playing. So he decided to go home. As for where to go back, it was naturally impossible to go back to the master's sect to get rid of it. The two agreed to go to the southern border, so they bought two horses and headed southwest. Before they left the Jiangsu and Zhejiang territory, Shaolin wrote one letter after another. Mochou had to read every letter from Zhang Hu'en. Recently, her attitude was developing towards the direction of the housekeeper, and she had to ask about everything in detail.

A senior expert named Yu once said:

"All feelings cannot withstand the scrutiny of life. Women always want to spend their whole life changing a man, making him the same as what they imagined, but not every man is willing to be changed."

Zhang Huen felt that this was just a nonsense. If this man was unwilling to make changes for his woman, it could only be said that this man did not really love his woman. Men and women pay attention to mutual compromise. If one party stubbornly adheres to his principles because he could not tolerate the other party's personality, it could only be said that in the battle of love, he will always be a loser. As the saying goes: Don't play if you can't afford to play.

Zhang Hu'en was willing to accept the excessive care and restraint shown by Mochou, which made him feel once again what his strong wife did to him. So every time Mochou asked him to do this and that, he could always feel the familiar warmth, and of course he would respond to all his requests and cooperate.

"No, my master's letter."

Mo Chou took it for granted, looked at it, put down the letter, and said with a little worry on his face:

"If we come back from Nanjiang, we will not go back to the master's sect. With our abilities, we can go anywhere in the world."

Just as Zhang Hu'en was about to answer, a cold sound suddenly came from the sky:

"What a good idea!" (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better, updated and faster!

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