"If you have the ability to fight alone, you can't be considered a hero if there are more people than you can bully. We are from Wudang Mountain." The little girl Lan Xin said angrily while holding the hilt of her sword.
It’s like the three characters Wudang Mountain represent golden light for body protection.
It's a pity that he is not invincible. At least in the eyes of people like Bai Pu, Wudang Mountain is ridiculous.
"We are watchdogs. What kind of heroes are there? Since we serve as watchdogs for others, why do we have to bite two people for our masters?"
Bai Pu gritted his teeth and said.
"Brother, children are ignorant. You have a lot of money, so why bother with a child? I apologize to you on her behalf."
Chongxu said dryly.
"You children from Wudang Mountain are so uneducated that you open your mouth and call people dogs? I think Mr. Zhang's disciples and grandchildren are not very good either. It really embarrasses him."
Bai Pu was not polite and moved Zhang Sanfeng directly.
"This brother, he keeps his word..." Chongxu was also angry, and he dared to mention the ancestor, which made him lose his luster.
"I'll keep your mother..." Bai Puda struck down on the head.
Chongxu drew out his sword and started to take action. He had already made up his mind to capture the thief and the king. Everything is easy to say if you catch the guard leader in front of you.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for the three of them to rush out.
There was a flash of lightning between the two people, their swords clashing with each other. Chongxu thinks that he has been immersed in martial arts for decades, although he has no name in the world.
However, Patriarch Sanfeng, the descendant of Wudang Mountain’s kung fu, is an authentic sect that conforms to the great ways of heaven and earth. These sword heroes are no match for him at all.
However, as soon as they fought, they discovered that the guard leader of the opponent looked like a rough guy, but in fact his sword skills were both hard and soft. Both offense and defense, continuous.
For a while, Bai Pu couldn't be taken down, but Lan Xin and Lan Ting were at a disadvantage as soon as they took action.
The little girl Lan was arrogant and injured several people with money darts. Usually her money darts are extremely accurate, but it's a pity that these people are not stupid.
And there were many masters of hidden weapons among them. They were hit on the wrist by a locust stone, and then the sword that looked like an embroidery needle was chopped away with a knife.
Got caught.
Lan Ting, on the other hand, was much smarter. He fought and ran at the same time. The hero did not suffer any immediate disadvantages, but unfortunately he was caught in a fishing net and was caught.
The others gathered in a circle and watched in amusement as Chongxu and Bai Pu fought. The two of them fought for more than a hundred rounds, and Bai Pu was breathing heavily.
This swordsmanship of Chongxu may seem ordinary, but it is very powerful. After being entangled by him, it was sticky and unable to break free.
"That's it. Wudang admits defeat." Chongxu took advantage of Bai Pu's flaw and retreated instead of attacking.
"Brother, leave us alone and kill him. I don't believe anyone dares to touch Wudang people."
Lan Xin still struggled and shouted to Chongxu. Still regard Wudang as an immortal golden body.
"Take good care of this little kid of yours from now on, and I'll give you some face today."
Bai Pu waved his hand, and Lan Xin and Lan Ting were let go. Then everyone returned to the Duke of Wei's mansion.
Chongxu checked the two people and saw that there were no serious injuries, but Lan Xin's wrist was slightly bruised.
"Brother, why should you let him go? You can obviously win. Wudang Mountain is the sacred mountain enshrined by the Holy One. They don't dare to do anything to us."
Lan Xin pouted and said angrily.
"So what? It's just to give face to the real ancestor. But the real ancestor never shows up. How long can this kind of worship last? And in the end, this worship is all empty."
Chongxu finally said this. In the past, he was afraid of dampening the spirit of these young people, but this kind of indulgence gave them false confidence.
"The Patriarch is immortal and may have ascended to immortality. Who dares to be disrespectful to Wudang?"
Lan Xin didn't expect her senior brother to give such an answer, so she answered proudly.
Chongxu smiled bitterly in his heart, it would be even more troublesome if he became an immortal. Because gods only need incense and do not need secular gates.
The three of them were walking when a scholar with a thick beard blocked the way.
"But the Taoist Priest of Wudang Mountain? I'm walking in front of Ning Guo Gong's mansion. Ning Guo Gong invites a few people to come over and have a talk."
The scholar said.
Lan Xin raised her proud little chin. We were not welcome in the Duke of Wei's palace, but a Duke of Wei would come to invite us immediately. Wait for me at the Wei Guogong Mansion.
Although Chongxu was hesitant, he knew that both the princes' surname was Xu, which seemed a bit discordant.
But after all, he had just lost face, and Duke Ding came just in time. After all, it gave Wudang Mountain face.
Chongxu followed the scholar away.
In a bookstore near Nanjing Confucius Temple, an old scholar was chatting with two people, Skinny Monkey. There is also a box on the table.
The box that was being fought over by everyone on the street today was now in his hands.
"What do you think of this formula?" Thin Monkey asked.
"It's fake. Don't get involved in this matter. Throw this thing out immediately." The old scholar said calmly.
"How do you know?" The thin monkey scratched his head anxiously, as if he was really a big monkey.
"I knew the moment the Duke of Wei offered a reward. Why would something that can be solved secretly be made known to the world?" the old scholar said listlessly.
"But with so many people robbing, isn't there a smart person?" The old monkey angrily wanted to smash the box with a slap.
Finally gave up.
"There are smart people, but fools may not listen to what smart people say, so why should smart people say anything?"
The old scholar picked up a peanut and put it in his mouth, then continued to flip through the book.
The old monkey scratched his head and ears angrily, even he was scolded.
"Damn it, why didn't you tell me earlier?" the old monkey asked angrily.
"You didn't ask earlier. I told you a long time ago that Prince Ming's son is very scheming. If he is really willing to lead the Holy Cult, there may be a way out."
The old scholar actually changed his original view.
"Hey, that's not what you said at first. How come it's like this now?" The old monkey put the box away and asked with interest.
"I always thought he was a bit of a smart dandy, but he wiped out three thousand Japanese pirates with just a few moves. And according to the recent news, he laid out plans for the Japanese country. This is not something a dandy can do.
There are invincible warriors in our holy religion, there are wealthy families, and there are people who are full of tricks. But this man of great talent and strategy is the only one missing. "
The old scholar put down his book and said.
"From what you said, this person seems to be more powerful than the Holy Lord?" the old monkey said scornfully.
"What is the comparison? If it's about strategizing and inspiring the world, he's not as good as him. But if it's about planning for the country, I'm afraid the Holy Lord is not as good as him."
The old scholar told the truth.
"You mean, there is still hope for the Holy Religion." Old Monkey asked.
The old scholar nodded solemnly.
"This time the Shenji Battalion mobilized troops to the north because of his request. I want to follow him to see what he is going to do. I always feel that he has something big up his sleeve."
The old scholar said.
"Okay, I will notify all the halls to cooperate with you along the way and integrate the power of the north." The old monkey was eager to give it a try.
The old scholar wanted to move, but he couldn't get it. It is recognized by the entire Holy Religion that the Holy Master is a scholar and has unpredictable methods.
But under the Holy Lord, the wisdom of recording events is the strongest. The recorder is the old scholar in front of me.
After Xu Qin had a good sleep, he took several large carts of gifts and headed towards the little princess's mansion.
The little princess has been waiting for several days, and Zhu Panxuan talks ill of Xu Qin in front of her every day.
Speaking of which, if I haven’t come to see you for so many days, I must have forgotten you. The little princess was upset.
I also blamed Xu Qin a little in my heart. Why didn't he come to see him as soon as he came back? When I heard that Xu Qin was coming, all my worries disappeared. I ran out all the way, with only the urge to hug him immediately in my heart.
Xu Qin looked at her with a smile at the door. Seeing her running out with a red face, she took the initiative to come forward and hugged the little princess directly.
Being hugged in public, the little princess felt like flying, and all her lovesickness was compensated.
"Stay back. If anyone dares to gossip, don't blame me for being rude." Grandma Wang drove away the maids and women.
In the end she left too and actually helped clear the place.
"There are many things to do. Only when I am clean can I happily come to see you. Your Majesty said that we will get married when I come back from this trip."
Xu Qin hugged the little princess, pressed his forehead against hers, and spoke softly.
The little princess felt the heat all over her body, feeling Xu Qin's breath, and hummed softly. The sound of getting married became louder.
Xu Qin rubbed her smooth cheek with his cheek, and the little princess seemed to soften in his arms.
"I can't wait any longer..." Xu Qin stroked her gently, from her back to her slender waist.
The weather was getting hotter, and the little princess was wearing some light clothes. The heat from Xu Qin's hand lingered on her waist, towards her buttocks.
"Don't..." The little princess thought he was going to do something bad.
As a result, Xu Qin hugged his thigh and carried him on his shoulder directly to the room. Then he pressed the little princess on the bed and gave her a good and frivolous massage.
The last step was not taken, and the little princess finally lost the ability to resist. But Xu Qin held back.
