The night of murder in dark moon and high winds.

Originally, Yuhang County was illuminated by a sword light tonight...

Let the people take a look at the sword energy fireworks.

It's a pity,

When Xu Xian was approaching late at night, he was taken away by a monk and had no time to draw his sword.

The emergence of this situation naturally forced some people who were hiding in the dark to suspend their plans.

It can be said from another perspective.

The appearance of the Haikong monk also made someone very excited...

After all, this bald donkey was also one of the culprits that disrupted his plan.

So,

A plan to intercept the killing halfway appeared again.

As for the fact that everyone found Xu Xian’s family, why didn’t there be some conspiracy, such as kidnapping or something?

Ah, this may be the last bottom line for the Third Prince.

As bad as possible as possible as family members?

For example, he not only killed the Dragon King of Taihu Lake, but also swept the body away and soaked in wine. However, he kindly let his children go so that he could hold a grudge against him for the rest of his life...

In this case,

Mr. Song is also powerless. He is just a strategist, not a decision maker.

certainly,

Mr. Song actually doesn't want to cause trouble for the Xu Xian family.

Because he just wanted to kill Xu Xian, snatch the ancient immortal sword, and try to get treasures that can break the realm.

This is actually okay.

After all, you, Xu Xian, don’t mean it intentionally or unintentionally... After all, I will kill you and seize the treasure, take life and death lightly, and do it if you don’t accept it. It is very normal.

But if you want to attack mortals, it does not conform to the unspoken rules of this world.

Especially for those who have masters and sects above their heads, they may think that their disciples are incompetent when they die, but you will still harm your family, so they will inevitably choose to take revenge.

If everyone in this world had done this trick.

The grudges are endless.

In general.

Disasters are not as good as family members, and they are one of the ways to reduce too much cause and effect.

Especially for Xu Xian's unknown master, Mr. Song is somewhat vain...

He was a chessman who escaped from Jixia Academy, and there was no one covering him above his head, so he could not match.

……………………

Mountain roads are hard to walk.

Xu Xian and the others had just arrived at the foot of the mountain.

The night sky is already covered with clouds, and lightning is thunder and lightning is shaking.

In a short while, the demon wind and rain were falling continuously. Not only did the demon wind blow heavier, but the rain also became colder and colder.

If an ordinary third-grade monk comes here,

Not only did I just fallen on the road with a 'ill' disease, but I also started to give in.

Obviously, the monsters in Qingshan Temple knew that they were coming and planned to use their own hands to summon them to the wind and rain to suppress them.

"Haha, these monsters want us to retreat."

Haikong sneered, not caring that his internal injuries were further damaged by the rain.

In general, it's just to hold on!

Xu Xian didn't say much. He just held an umbrella. When the raindrops fell on the umbrella, they were still poured on the monk's bald head in pieces...

This made Haikong raise his eyebrows from time to time, as if he wanted to say something to him...

For example, can you not go up the mountain side by side with me?

For example, I didn’t ask you to help me hold an umbrella, but can’t you take the initiative to point it out?

For example, can you not go too far?

If I took a step forward, you would follow me. If I hadn't been able to beat you, I would have been beaten to you.

pity.

Xu Xian didn't know what Haikong was thinking.

He was just a little scared...

He used to fight ghosts, zombies, etc.

The most powerful monster he has ever killed is also a cerebral tiger playing with sticks.

There are monsters full of temples on the mountain now...

He even called the wind and rain, which made him feel a little guilty.

Then he walked side by side with a tall and strong man like Haikong,

Isn’t it a very reasonable thing to try to find some sense of security?

As for helping with an umbrella?

Oh, this,

Feel sorry.

Xu Xian was born as a human being and never held an umbrella for men.

at the same time.

When the demons in Qingshan Temple saw that the two were still coming to the mountain.

These monsters were really angry.

Of course, they dared not speak out, and they didn't even dare to express it.

They mainly act according to the abbot's expression.

Only when the king is angry can they be really angry.

And the abbot of Qingshan Temple is the big monster who ran away with his head and his head.

Or.

Abbot Yuankun was originally a half-demon, not a real monster.

He looked kind-hearted and kind-eyed. Whenever he opened his eyes, he was also energetic. If he hadn't been wearing a purple gold robes that were too vulgar, he would have looked like a Taoist monk.

at this time,

Yuankun sat cross-legged on the futon, constantly knocking on the wooden fish in his hands, muttering words on his mouth.

But no one could see that the wooden fish had invisible silk threads that could connect the clouds in the sky. It was this method that caused the rain and wind to blow outside Qingshan Temple.

"I just gave you a life because of my fellow disciples. I dared to come here and bring a... sword cultivator?"

Yuankun frowned, and a trace of undetectable anger flashed in his eyes.

He has been practicing in this Qingshan Temple for a long time.

On weekdays, I almost never deal with monks from other temples.

In general.

Yuankun himself is still very low-key.

He even restricted a group of monsters from committing murder.

certainly.

It's not enough to commit sins.

It's OK to make a baby.

Thinking of this.

A trace of resentment flashed in Yuankun's eyes.

He was originally a village woman and the son of a white ape...

Why does this happen?

I can only say that his father is infertile.
To be continued...