Changmei heard Chu Huan's words. Although her face was still calm, there was a happier look in her eyes. Even the two dry hands that had been closed and still trembled slightly. She couldn't help asking: "When the prince consort said this, is he admitting that my sect's true words were indeed told to you by Master Ghost?"

Chu Huan smiled mysteriously and said, "I have said this son-in-law. Do you know the truth? This transaction will be successful. When this son-in-law sees Nuo Cialo, he will naturally give you an answer!"

The long eyebrows and eyes twitched. Seeing Chu Huan's situation, he seemed to be unable to see Nuo Jiluo, and he really wouldn't continue talking. He waved his hand and said, "Go and bring Nuo Jiluo here!"

A man with an iron-sticked hat turned around and went to the crack of the stone wall. Another man with an embroidered hat who was still whipping his face finally stopped. Chu Huan had already frowned and said, "Why stop?"

The man in the hat said angrily: "Sixty slaps have been finished!"

"But I counted in my heart that I only had forty slaps, but I still owe twenty slaps!" Chu Huan said lightly.

The man in the hat immediately showed fierce murderous intent, and his long eyebrows said coldly: "You haven't heard the words of the prince consort? Keep beating until the prince consort stops!"

The man in the hat was helpless and dared not disobey, so he could only continue to beat him.

Chu Huan smiled slightly, suddenly stood up, carrying his hands behind his back, first looked at the twins for a while, and his eyes showed outstanding and infatuated eyes, and even glanced at the twins' plump breasts. The two Western beauty had a good impression of Chu Huan, but when she saw Chu Huan's eyes and the laughter, the favor she had just developed disappeared immediately, and she turned her face and was full of disdain.

Chu Huan laughed, walked two steps closer to Changmei, and said with a smile: "Master, it seems that these two girls don't like this prince-consort?"

Changmei just saw Chu Huan looking at the expressions of the two beauties, and a smile quickly passed through her eyes. Chu Huan is young, and these two beauties from the Western Regions have a sexy and charming skin. No young man doesn't like beauty. Chu Huan was serious before, but the expression he showed at this time made Changmei feel that Chu Huan still fell in love with the twins in her heart.

"Don't worry, the prince-consort is handsome and young, and he is in a high position. The property here is soon owned by the prince-consort. With such conditions as the prince-consort, who will not be moved by the prince-consort?" Changmei smiled and said, "I believe that as long as the prince-consort is well trained, they will serve the prince-consort with all their hearts."

Brandcy immediately turned around and said disgustedly: "No, I don't want to serve him, I don't like him."

"Yes, my sister is right. I hate him too. We won't serve him, let alone let him train him." Janice also pouted, then raised her snow-white neck, looking very arrogant.

Chu Huan laughed and said, "It's interesting and interesting." He leaned closer to Changmei and said, "Master, look at you, it seems that you are very knowledgeable about the training method. Let's open the skylight and speak brightly. I heard that there is a kind of Zen in Buddhism called Huanxi Zen, but I don't know if the master is proficient in it?"

Long eyebrows sat on the chair, folded his hands together, shook his head and said, "The prince consort is joking. The three Buddhist sects, Huanxi Zen is the evil sect of the Great Tantric sect..." As soon as he said this, he saw Chu Huan's face suddenly change, and then he heard a cold shout in his ears: "Do it!" Then he saw Chu Huan, who was so close, burst out with amazing speed, and he was already pounced on like a cheetah.

The long eyebrows did not change his expression and shouted loudly: "I know you are not kind..." He seemed to be prepared. The moment Chu Huan rushed over, his legs suddenly kicked, and his whole body had already risen from the chair, and his speed was so fast that it was not inferior to Chu Huan.

There was already a dagger with a cold light shining in Chu Huan's hand. This time, the Blood Drinking Knife could not be brought with me, so Chu Huan and Bai Xiaozi both hid an extremely sharp dagger on their bodies, but they were worried that Qi Hong would be searched, so Qi Hong had no weapons on them.

Chu Huan was reluctant to do something, just to determine the whereabouts of Nuo Cialola. Two people with iron sticks and hats went to pick up the treasures. At that time, only the long eyebrows and the bald monk in the corner remained in the secret room. At that time, it was an excellent opportunity to go out for a mobile phone, but because the purpose of this trip was to rescue Nuo Cialola, Chu Huan had been patient and wanted to determine Nuo Cialola's whereabouts first before taking action.

When Changmei sent someone to take Nuojiluo, Chu Huan finally confirmed that Nuojiluo was in the underground secret room of Puzhao Temple. Since he knew Nuojiluo's whereabouts, Chu Huan naturally no longer hesitated.

A man with an iron stick and hat went to take Nuojiluo. In the secret room, except for twins, the two convenient situation formed a three-on-three situation. This was the best opportunity. When Chu Huan got up, he carried his hands behind him. In fact, he had already made hints with his hands behind him, reminding Bai Xiazi and Qi Hong behind him to be prepared to take action.

He deliberately looked at the twins and looked lustful, which was used to confuse long eyebrows and take the opportunity to approach the past quietly in order to take action. At that time, the opportunity had come, so he took action without hesitation.

He took action quickly, but Changmei was also a cunning person. Obviously, he had seen Chu Huan's intention. The moment Chu Huan took action, his body rose into the air, and with a loud shout, his body dodged back. Chu Huan naturally would not let go of this opportunity. His body still moved forward and followed him like a shadow. The man with the iron stick hat that slapped his face was indeed not an ordinary person. After Changmei rose in the air, this guy had stopped and wanted to take the iron stick leaning against the wall. Who knew that when Chu Huan chased Changmei, he had already tucked his legs and kicked the big chair where Changmei had sat accurately at the hat man. The big chair was like a cannonball and hit the hat man.

The only one who hit the hat man was not the only one who hit the chair.

The gesture Chu Huan made just now had already arranged the target of his attack. He was the main attacker, and Bai Xiaozi took advantage of the situation to attack the man in the hat. Qi Hong had no weapons in his hand, but wanted to attack the bald monk in the corner.

Of course, Chu Huan would not forget the existence of the bald monk. If he were to talk about his martial arts, Chu Huan knew that the bald monk's martial arts were usually tight, but it was not useless. If he really wanted to fight, the bald monk would not be much worse than Qi Hong.

Bai Xiaozi was ready when Chu Huan approached Changfeng and tried his best. With Chu Huan's order, Bai Xiaozi was like a fierce hungry wolf, holding a dagger and flew towards the man in the hat. His martial arts skills were naturally no better than those of the man in the hat, but the man in the hat had no weapons, and he had a sharp dagger in his hand. As long as he moved quickly, he would have taken great advantage and advantage at least in an instant.

Qi Hong had already reached out and pulled the chair that Chu Huan had sat on. He shouted loudly, turned around and rushed towards the bald monk in the corner. He also tried his best to attack.

Qi Hong is a soldier. Like Chu Huan, he has a clear judgment on the current situation. He is in the tiger's den and cannot fight for a long time. The longer the battle is delayed, the more dangerous it is to be the best result of it being to quickly resolve the battle.

Of course, his speed and explosive power are not as good as Chu Huan, but after all, he is a guard captain. However, after repeated tempering, his steps are heavy. The bald monk has been standing by the corner. In the middle of the night, although he was standing, his eyes drooping, looking sleepy. In the secret room, Chu Huan seemed to have a lot of talk with Changmei, and even made the bald monk mistakenly think that an agreement was about to be reached.

Before Chu Huan saw Chu Huan through Chu Huan, the bald monk was indeed a little frightened. He never expected that although Chu Huan was really here, he was not kidnapped by him, but regarded himself as a guide and went deep into the tiger's den.

After a terror, he knew that the two companions who had gone to kidnap Chu Huan must have been in danger. He was already in panic, but after Chu Huan sat down, he seemed to have a good conversation with Changmei, which relieved the bald monk. Regardless of whether Chu Huan kidnapped himself or not, he finally let Chu Huan come here. If something happened, he would be in great trouble, but if everything went well, even if he didn't have the reward, there would be no punishment again.

He felt very relieved, so he had already let go of his nervousness. Without the tension, his tiredness surged. As soon as the tiredness surged, his eyelids could not help but droop. In his opinion, this was in his own territory. In the face of such generous conditions, Chu Huan and others would definitely complete the transaction very obediently and there would be no problem.

When he squinted his eyes and wanted to take a nap, Chu Huan's stern shout woke him up. He was confused and felt something black hitting him.

The long eyebrows were alert and the man with the hat was responsive. The bald monk might really have some martial arts foundation, but his mind could not accept this change. When Qi Hong swung the chair at him, he was confused and confused. With a "bang", the chair hit the bald monk's head that was not invisible. The chair was shattered and blood was already bursting out. Qi Hong did not wait for the bald monk to react, and the iron fist had also been shot out. When the bald monk was in a splitting headache, his eyes were full of golden flowers. Qi Hong's extremely lethal fist had already hit the bald monk's throat hard, and the throat made a "crunch" sound. The bald monk's body took two steps back and was blocked by the wall. Then he fell down and could no longer move.

The white blind man rushed towards the man in the hat like a hungry wolf. The man in the hat turned around to get the iron rod. The chair that Chu Huan kicked over flew over. The man in the hat had already felt that the white blind man was attacking behind him. He knew that if there was no weapon in his hand and was entangled by the other party, it would be very dangerous. The man in the hat was also a fierce person. He didn't dodge the chair. The chair hit his side and knocked his hat away from his head, revealing his bald head. After being hit by the chair, the bald head immediately cracked and blood flowed out. The man in the hat was hit by this blow and still went to the wall to get the iron rod.

Although he had to bear the attack on the chair, his speed finally stopped. Bai Xiaozi was ready to rush over and had already pounced behind the hat man. He raised the dagger and stabbed it on the hat man. Bai Xiaozi was extremely fierce at this moment. The hat man felt the strong wind piercing his neck, and he actually hid slightly. Bai Xiaozi's dagger in his hand failed to pierce the hat man's neck, but because of the hat man's body, a scar was cut on the left shoulder of the hat man.

The man in the hat endured the pain, but he actually avoided the killing. He rolled on the spot and rolled to the wall. He picked up the iron stick and swept the blind man over to the white-haired man.

Bai Xiaozi could not have thought that the man in the hat reacted so quickly. When the man in the hat rolled towards the wall on the ground, he still rushed over. When the man in the hat got the iron rod and swept it, Bai Xiaozi had no time to dodge. The iron rod had already swept the shoulders on Bai Xiaozi. Bai Xiao only felt a sharp pain on his shoulders. The impact of the iron rod swept away his body for a while.

Janice and Bracy were already lost, and the lost incident was too fast. A moment ago, I saw Chu Huan laughing and talking about women and joyful Zen with Changmei, but in the blink of an eye, both sides had already fought each other for life and death, extremely bloody.

The two girls screamed, like two frightened little rabbits, hurriedly hid on the edge of the wall, squatted down, covered their ears, closed their eyes, and said two sexy and seductive white jade bodies, but they were already trembling.
Chapter completed!