Chapter 435 The Death of Mingkong

Style: Romance Author: Sky and sea of ​​cloudsWords: 2331Update Time: 24/01/18 08:46:42
Mingkong's eyes were already filled with anger.

When Chen Bei heard the words of the two men, he suddenly felt that this world was really interesting.

But... these two people, Mingkong who wants to kill himself at this moment, really wants to kill himself.

But that Ning Bai didn't have good intentions.

He came out to stir up trouble. Although it seemed that he was favoring himself in the name of the Imperial Prefect's Office, it actually made him owe a huge favor to the Imperial Prefect's Office.

This made the people in the northwest become alienated from the Imperial Master's Office.

Chen Bei didn't bother to care about other people's thoughts. It was just that he owed a favor to the Imperial Master's Office, which he couldn't bear!

"Oh!"

The tense atmosphere was suddenly broken by Chen Bei's surprise.

Everyone looked in the direction of Chen Bei and saw that Chen Bei had slipped to the edge of the cage at some point. He was just about to escape from the cage.

But suddenly there was a flash of golden light, like a knife, cutting off a strand of Chen Ben's hair.

Even that golden light shot out close to Chen Bei's ear, just a little bit short of it, Chen Bei turned into an ear!

Holding the strand of hair in his hand, Chen Bei looked at Ning Bai with a hint of amusement in his expression.

Ning Bai looked at the hair in his hand and was suddenly startled.

Then I remembered that I seemed to have said that just now.

"From now on, if he loses a strand of hair in your Fulong Temple, then there will be no end to death between your Fulong Temple and the Imperial Master's Mansion!"

Before he finished speaking, Chen Bei's hair had already fallen out.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Even the sound of the wind stopped, and all that was left in Longshou Mountain was the pounding heartbeat before the battle.

"Um..." Chen Beizhuangruo looked at Ning Bai ignorantly and raised the hair in his hand: "Aren't you going to fight to the death now?"

The third elder, Ning Bai, twitched the corners of his mouth. He really didn't expect Chen Bei to be such a scoundrel.

But after all, he and Chen Bei were on the same side.

He had no choice but to look at the old monk: "Monk, today's matter will end with your compensation from Fulong Temple, okay?"

"impossible!"

Mingkong looked at Ning Bai and Chen Bei with fierce eyes like a bastard eating a weight.

Suddenly he raised his hand and ordered the Eight Great Vajra: "Get up and hang him!"

After receiving the decree, the Eight Great Vajras immediately made seals with their hands and muttered words. In just a moment, the cage suddenly glowed with golden light. Chen Bei was standing in it and felt an invisible pressure.

Fulong Temple really likes to play the game of suppression.

"Third Elder!"

"Help me!"

In that cage, Chen Bei was playing the role of an innocent girl who had been kidnapped. He was looking at his fingernails and praying to the three elders to use their power to save him from the fire and water.

When Ning Bai heard Chen Bei's plea for help, he almost vomited out the blood from his heart.

This kid is really something!

He could certainly see that this so-called cage was just a toy to Chen Bei at this time.

But this bastard seems to be relying on him, just waiting for him to take action. He is really too shameless!

This person is so amazing that he doesn't care about his own face at all.

It's simply not a thing.

But as the third elder of the Imperial Master's Office, after all, I can't really take action against Fulong Temple directly like Chen Bei.

Fighting to the death is an angry talk!

But he had to take action, otherwise Mingkong, an old bald ass, would really think that he was a vegetarian.

Suddenly!

Ning Bai narrowed his eyes, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

After all, this is the realm of the Earthly Immortal, and he can also master the skills of condensing objects.

The long sword in Ning Bai's hand was constantly accumulating strength, and Mingkong was also vigilantly guarding against him.

Mingkong could obviously tell that Ning Bai's sword was definitely not aimed at the Vajra Demon Subduing Circle.

If he didn't want to directly save Chen Bei, then he could only surround Wei and save Zhao and attack himself.

But everyone who threw it thought wrong. Ning Bai's sword was like a rainbow, but it was neither directed at Mingkong nor the cage.

Instead, he headed for the quaint Fulong Temple.

"You dare!"

At that moment, Mingkong's mind was stagnant for a moment, and his eyes were all split.

Ning Bai, this thief!

And in the midst of the lightning and flint, a flash of blood-red suddenly shone across the sky and the earth.

The sword light flashed, and the heroes felt as if it was raining from the sky, and they wiped it with their hands.

It was all covered in blood.

In just one moment, someone among the heroes fainted to death.

Looking at that sword again, Mingkong, who was still confronting Ning Bai, was falling from the sky quickly like a huge boulder.

Only then did everyone realize that the sword that Ning Bai struck at Fulong Temple just now was actually blocked by Mingkong with his own body.

this……

"Abbott!"

"master!"

"Host!"

In an instant, the eight Vajras who reacted all rushed towards the direction of Mingkong. Eight people called out three titles.

But every title represents the person who was alive just now.

Ning Bai seemed to have reacted at this time.

Seeing the huge gap in front of Mingkong's body and the sword marks, they had already hurt his internal organs. After all, he was the one who made the move, so he still had some idea.

Just by looking at the wound, Ning Bai knew that the old monk was hopeless.

Ning Bai, who had never expected such a result, was confused for a moment.

Then all of a sudden, I understood everything.

The old monk is using his own life to retreat in order to advance!

Otherwise...the old monk is still alive.

This matter is destined to go wrong.

He has already intervened, so he has to give Chen Bei the hundred classics that the old monk promised him!

But if he really goes out, he, the abbot of Fulong Temple, will no longer have to do his job.

But once he reached his position and suddenly stopped being an abbot, it would be better to kill him!

So, the old monk ended everything in this way!

He also ruined everything he had just promised.

He even used his own death to give Huizhen an explanation for his death.

After all, in the final analysis, Huizhen was also tricked to death by the old monk's arrogance.

If he hadn't used Chen Bei as a whetstone, none of this would have happened.

In short, in one sentence, the agency was too clever in its calculations, and it cost Qing Qing her life.

Originally this was just a joke, but I didn't expect that in the end, Mingkong would really end his life hastily because of his reputation.

"Hmph!" Ning Bai made a secret with one hand and destroyed the cage under him with a sword energy. Then he looked at Chen Bei and cursed angrily:

"Look at what you are causing!"

Chen Bei spread his hands: "Can you blame me for this?"

"You are the one who said we would fight to the death with them, and you are the one who killed them. It has nothing to do with me!"

"What the hell!"

No matter how good-tempered Ning Bai was, Chen Bei made him laugh angrily.

"How shameless!"