However, he was very smart. It is not too late for a monk to take revenge.

He has been waiting for twenty years, but can't he wait for another three or five days?

He can't deal with such a scheming bald thief, someone can deal with it!

Which one?

Son-in-law of the family!

After looking at Zhishan with malicious intentions, Fake ignored him and said to Puhong: "Master, Qingyunzhai's "Vajra Indestructible Magical Art" was obtained from the right envoy of the Demon Sect. Although the Sha family was harmed by a traitor and opened the mountain gate, the Sha family grew up in the Vajra Temple, and the master taught the martial arts in the temple back then. Although the mountain gate is now controlled by evil spirits, it is related to the first magical skill of the Vajra Temple. The Sha family still decided to go back to the mountain gate to report the news. Under the guidance of his mentor, the blood of loyalty and righteousness flows in the bones of the family..."

Puhong saw that if he didn't interrupt, the evil deed could boast until dark, so he said in a deep voice: "Fake, has the saint of Qingyun Village offered conditions to return to the mountain gate to the divine art of Vajra Temple Town?"

Fake's boastful words came to an abrupt end. He looked at the old monk Puhong nodded and said, "It's open."

“What conditions?”

The eighteen old monks all looked at Farke, looking deep in their eyes, as if they were looking at a traitor.

Fake took a deep breath and said slowly: "Master, don't worry, let's listen to the Sa family slowly. This matter starts with the fact that the Sa family was cheated by a pair of despicable and shameless treacherous thief..."

Monks: “…”

...

Three miles west of Yulin City, in a small valley.

The night is charming, a full moon hangs in the sky, and the quiet world is clear and bright.

In the early spring night, it was warm and cold, and the mountains and rocks were covered with white frost.

Fortunately, the four girls by the small pond in the valley have reached a state of not fearing the cold and heat.

It's just that the atmosphere is always a bit awkward...

Tian Wuniang stood with her hands behind her back, facing everyone, looking at the Canglan Mountains from afar, with sword rhymes floating on her body, and at this moment, she was still practicing hard.

In her world, except for a few people who are extremely important, there is only a sword that stands up to the sky.

Seeing her like this, the other three were a little admiring.

A purely persistent person is always admirable.

I am worthy of being a big sister...

Huang Hong'er's eyebrows and eyes were agile, and he looked left and right, and gradually became dissatisfied.

Do you want to enter the door?

Is the second aunt of Qingyun Village not flattering, and they are pretending to be stupid one by one?

I wanted to educate myself, but after thinking about it, I gave up for the time being.

As soon as tomorrow comes, it is time to get the critical moment. If you go against an old monster who surpasses the peak of the Grandmaster, life and death are actually not guaranteed.

Secondly, these two are not good people, one is a golden branch and a jade leaf, and the other is a thousand years old. The other is a martial saint of the world, with a arrogant personality.

If she really choked, she might not be able to argue.

Well, I have to make a long-term plan.

Dongfang Yiren sat on a bluestone, and his always arrogant and cold eyes were now looking at the bright moon in the sky with some confusion.

She didn't know what she was thinking.

I originally thought that I only revenge for the rest of my life, and when can I kill the beast who kills his wife for the sake of the holy path? Even if I die, I will have no regrets.

But why did she involuntarily get close to the life of a small bandit?

It is so relaxed, pleasant, helping others, and carefree, and you can always come up with some ideas that seem ridiculous but very useful.

Such a life really makes her envious and yearn for it.

The most important thing is that he and she are like-minded and want to overthrow the cold, ruthless, dark and cruel Dongwang Mountain!

Perhaps, this is because she squeezed in without regard for her shame...

Then, what about her?

Yu Guang of Dongfang Yiren quietly glanced at Wu Yuan, who was like a lotus flower blooming quietly. Everyone said that her beauty was poor. Looking at Wu Yuan's face that even she was jealous of pure and flawless, Dongfang Yiren sighed in her heart.

Who is better than the lives of these women?
Chapter completed!