"Treasure? How come I never heard of any treasure when I was in the temple before?"
Wuyou felt a little confused, lowered his head and muttered to himself.
After Village Chief Wang heard this, he patted Wuyou's head gently and said with a smile: "You little girl, you have only been in the movie for a few days. How can the viewer tell you such an important thing? Man Ning is The old temple master has been raised since childhood, so he must know a lot of things that you don't know."
Sang Luo walked to Xue Manying's bed.
Xue Maning smiled at Sang Luo, and her whitened lips split open, with a little blood oozing out.
"Hello, Master Sangluo, thank you for saving me and helping me pay for my medical expenses. Don't worry, I will definitely return the money to you."
Xue Manying's voice was like a pair of headphones bought online for 9 yuan with free shipping. It was intermittent and somewhat indistinct.
Sang Luo smiled and shook his head, "It's just a little effort, but what about the treasure you just mentioned buried in the mountain behind the temple?"
Xue Maning was just about to speak when she felt a stinging sensation in her throat, as if two charcoals were burning in her throat. She pinched her throat and coughed hard.
Sang Luo picked up a cup of tea on the table and handed it to Xue Manying. Xue Manying took the glass and took a sip.
The throat that had been dry for three or four days was instantly moisturized, just like the rain coming from a long drought.
After drinking, Xue Maning put the water glass back on the table, shook the bed, sat up and told Sang Luo: "I believe Sang Guanzhu must have heard of Emperor Zhenwu, right?"
Wuyou covered his mouth and smiled after hearing this, "Senior Sister Xue said this, my master is so powerful, how could he not know about Emperor Zhenwu? Even I know that Emperor Zhenwu is a Taoist god, and Wudang Mountain is his dojo. He The Arctic Divine Martial is in charge of the four poles, and Turtle and Snake are his two generals!"
Xue Maning nodded after hearing this, "Emperor Zhenwu is also known as the Patriarch of Demon Danger, and he has a sword called the Demon-Breaking Sword. Thousands of years ago, turmoil and wars broke out in the world, and a large number of innocent souls poured into the underworld. The various ghost emperors were temporarily in chaos. Properly, many evil spirits imprisoned in the eighteen levels of hell have escaped to the human world."
“After Emperor Zhenwu learned about it, he turned into a Taoist priest and came to the world with his Demon-Breaking Sword.
"Treasure? How come I never heard of any treasure when I was in the temple before?"
Wuyou felt a little confused, lowered his head and muttered to himself.
After Village Chief Wang heard this, he patted Wuyou's head gently and said with a smile: "You little girl, you have only been in the movie for a few days. How can the viewer tell you such an important thing? Man Ning is The old temple master has been raised since childhood, so he must know a lot of things that you don't know."
Sang Luo walked to Xue Manying's bed.
Xue Maning smiled at Sang Luo, and her whitened lips split open, with a little blood oozing out.
"Hello, Master Sangluo, thank you for saving me and helping me pay for my medical expenses. Don't worry, I will definitely return the money to you."
Xue Manying's voice was like a pair of headphones bought online for 9 yuan with free shipping. It was intermittent and somewhat indistinct.
Sang Luo smiled and shook his head, "It's just a little effort, but what about the treasure you just mentioned buried in the mountain behind the temple?"
Xue Maning was just about to speak when she felt a stinging sensation in her throat, as if two charcoals were burning in her throat. She pinched her throat and coughed hard.
Sang Luo picked up a cup of tea on the table and handed it to Xue Manying. Xue Manying took the glass and took a sip.
The throat that had been dry for three or four days was instantly moisturized, just like the rain coming from a long drought.
After drinking, Xue Maning put the water glass back on the table, shook the bed, sat up and told Sang Luo: "I believe Sang Guanzhu must have heard of Emperor Zhenwu, right?"
Wuyou covered his mouth and smiled after hearing this, "Senior Sister Xue said this, my master is so powerful, how could he not know about Emperor Zhenwu? Even I know that Emperor Zhenwu is a Taoist god, and Wudang Mountain is his dojo. He The Arctic Divine Martial is in charge of the four poles, and Turtle and Snake are his two generals!"
Xue Maning nodded after listening, "Emperor Zhenwu is also known as the Patriarch of Demon-Dang, and he has a sword called Demon-Breaking Sword. Thousands of years ago, turmoil and wars broke out in the world, and a large number of innocent souls poured into the underworld. The ghost emperors were temporarily in chaos. Properly, many evil spirits imprisoned in the eighteen levels of hell have escaped to the human world."
“After Emperor Zhenwu learned about it, he turned into a Taoist priest and came to the world with his Demon-Breaking Sword.
"Treasure? How come I never heard of any treasure when I was in the temple before?"
Wuyou felt a little confused, lowered his head and muttered to himself.
After Village Chief Wang heard this, he patted Wuyou's head gently and said with a smile: "You little girl, you have only been filming for a few days. How can the viewer tell you such an important thing? Man Ning is The old temple master has been raised since childhood, so he must know a lot of things that you don't know."
Sang Luo walked to Xue Manying's bed.
Xue Maning smiled at Sang Luo, and her whitened lips split open, with a little blood oozing out.
"Hello, Master Sangluo, thank you for saving me and helping me pay for my medical expenses. Don't worry, I will definitely return the money to you."
Xue Manying's voice was like a pair of headphones bought online for 9 yuan with free shipping. It was intermittent and somewhat indistinct.
Sang Luo smiled and shook his head, "It's just a little effort, but what about the treasure you just mentioned buried in the mountain behind the temple?"
Xue Maning was just about to speak when she felt a stinging sensation in her throat, as if two charcoals were burning in her throat. She pinched her throat and coughed hard.
Sang Luo picked up a cup of tea on the table and handed it to Xue Manying. Xue Manying took the glass and took a sip.
The throat that had been dry for three or four days was instantly moisturized, just like the rain coming from a long drought.
After drinking, Xue Maning put the water glass back on the table, shook the bed, sat up and told Sang Luo: "I believe Sang Guanzhu must have heard of Emperor Zhenwu, right?"
Wuyou covered his mouth and smiled after hearing this, "Senior Sister Xue said this, my master is so powerful, how could he not know about Emperor Zhenwu? Even I know that Emperor Zhenwu is a Taoist god, and Wudang Mountain is his dojo. He The Arctic Divine Martial is in charge of the four poles, and Turtle and Snake are his two generals!"
Xue Maning nodded after hearing this, "Emperor Zhenwu is also known as the Patriarch of Demon Danger, and he has a sword called the Demon-Breaking Sword. Thousands of years ago, turmoil and wars broke out in the world, and a large number of innocent souls poured into the underworld. The various ghost emperors were temporarily in chaos. Properly, many evil spirits imprisoned in the eighteen levels of hell have escaped to the human world."
“After Emperor Zhenwu learned about it, he turned into a Taoist priest and came to the world with his Demon-Breaking Sword.
