"Who are you? Why are you so familiar with our "Clean Clothing Sect"?" A deep confusion and surprise flashed across Tuotuo's face. The great monk's kung fu is really unfathomable, especially... restrain himself!

"This...", Monk Xuanye seemed a little embarrassed when he clasped his nostrils, and after a while, he said softly: "Actually, your master and I were childhood sweethearts back then!"

Damn! Who believes this? You just became a monk at the age of six or seven. That girl is similar. Does monk want to fall in love? Isn’t it nonsense?

Sure enough, Tuotuo snorted coldly: "My master has been a monk since he was a child and has purified his six senses! You are bald! You actually slander my master's name! You are really looking for death!"

"Hey hey hey! I haven't finished speaking!" The monk hurriedly greeted him, but Tuotuo didn't want to listen to these things about Chenzhizi. If he was a legendary talented man and a nun, then he could say a few more words. What's the matter? It's so unfair!

"Swish!" The silver chain sword burst out from far to near, and the whistling sound was mixed with wind and thunder. The monk was still as motionless as a mountain, and his energy sinks into his dantian. With a light shout, his palms suddenly gathered together, and he clamped the silver chain sword in his palms, without any inch! The silver chain sword was only a little distance from his throat!

"Hmph!" Tuotuo groaned and exerted force suddenly, but he could not take back his silver chain sword. Compared to men, especially many internal skills and mental methods, the women in the martial arts world were at a disadvantage. Their strength was naturally small. Because of this reason, Tuotuo always took a light and weird route. He was originally a unique one in the world, but unfortunately he met this great monk;

"The officers and soldiers outside are ready to move! Bald brother! Hang the gunpowder bullet around Ma Ming's neck, let's withdraw as soon as possible! Don't delay!" Han Wen, looking at the battle situation being controlled by the monk who suddenly broke out, hurriedly reminded;

The judge of Damo pulled out the long needle on his leg, slapped it a few times on the acupoint, and looked at the long needle carefully. Maybe this could not be called a long needle. It should be said to be a long cone, about one foot long, with hollowed out in the middle, and the people who were stabbed were bleeding. I really don’t know how Tuotuo hid it on his body;

Although Tutuo was a vicious woman who was useless to do anything, she was not so despicable. There was no poison in the needle. Otherwise, the judge of the Desert would have died long ago! With the help of Shutong, the judge of the Desert stood up;

"Let me listen to the government troops outside! Your Ma Tongzhi is in my hands! Order you to retreat three miles away! Retreat immediately! Otherwise, I will dismantle him first!" Han Wen shouted loudly: "Twist all the muskets of your Shenji Camp over to me! Hurry!"

Official army, look at me, I don’t know what to do, Ma Ming’s guard Xiao Jin yelled: “Let Lord Ma! I promise you to leave here safely! Otherwise…”

"What do you think of? What's your guarantee?" Han Wen interrupted him: "Chop one of Ma Ming's fingers! Throw it out! Let them see! You won't agree if you don't see any blood!"

"No, no! Listen to his words! All the damn withdraw! Withdraw! From Shenji Camp! Leave all the muskets! Hurry!" Xiao Jin shouted, knowing that it was impossible! He knew that Ma Ming would even die once he had no choice but to do it;

"War Horses! We want twenty war horses! Open the gate of the west city! Immediately! I don't want to say my words again!", Han Wen shouted;

Xiao Jin was helpless and gasped for a few quick respite and said, "Come twenty horses here... Remove the horse's sole! Wang Li! Go to the west of the city and act according to the opportunity. You cannot let Lord Ma be hurt no matter what, otherwise you and I will not escape to death!"

Wang Li, another guard of Ma Ming, was the one with a big waist and a round waist. The two of them helped Ma Ming do a lot of bad things. Not to mention that the people on the official side wanted to kill them, even the people in the world wanted to kill them. If Ma Ming died, they would lose their backing, but they would really become a dog of a family and everyone would beat them up.

People often say that joy leads to sorrow and sweetness. Han jumped so happily that Tuotuo, who was stalemate with the monk, hit his mind on his head. Tuotuo gave up his control of the silver chain sword. The seventh-layer cicada craft was activated, leaving several afterimages. In the blink of an eye, he pressed a long needle on Han Wen's body;

Han Wen felt like he was in the clouds and mist, floating and unstable, and in the soaring and rotating... There were three more layers of clothes on his body, okay! The seven-layer cicada clothing focused on confusion, and at the same time, he also focused on the action of "collection". Every cicada clothing is very precious;

It felt like he was being put into a bag. Han was so confused that he felt a little pain in his neck. Then he woke up, sighed and cursed: "Monkey... Are you really a shit that can't be supported by the mud! Why don't you watch her?"

"This... Monk is not good at speed! Then, boy, can't you poison it? Just fuck her? By the way! If you die, wouldn't the poison on Monk's body be cured? You'd better give me the antidote first!" said the monk sincerely;

"Dream! I'm living a good life now! The embrace of soft jade is so envious! Hahaha! How many days are there forty-nine days left in the monk?" Han felt the two plump groups behind him and said with a laugh. He was wearing the same clothes, or the same set, very strange, like two people performing a double act;

"Stop talking nonsense! If you still want this kid to survive! Then let Ma Tongzhi go! Otherwise...", Tuotuo interrupted the unconcise dialogue between Han Wen and the monk in a cold manner, trying to create some tense atmosphere;

The monk turned his fingers and calculated it. As a result, he didn't have enough fingers. He took off his boots and started counting again. It took him a long time to say, "It seems that there will be twenty-nine days left to have an attack? Twenty-nine days? Oh my God! Is the monk so hard for such a life? I haven't touched the Master's little hand yet!"

"Puchi... Hahaha!", Han Wen laughed loudly, the atmosphere was very strange, one was cold and kept scolding, one was making jokes, and the other was laughing wildly there, the rest were silent, and a very strange atmosphere of confrontation was displayed in a small yard;

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The judge of the desert stretched out his arm and stopped her, saying, "This condition is unacceptable! At least we cannot accept it here! We cannot hurt all of us because of one person! We have to leave the city! Let's talk after leaving the city, otherwise - even if you kill him, we will not agree!"

His expression was cold, and the words of the judge of the desert were unquestionably ruthless, but Han Wen smiled and blinked. Although he was trapped in an enemy and his life was at stake, he did not have the idea of ​​letting others sacrifice for his life;

"What you want is here!" Xiao Jin slowly approached and saw Ma Ming's face covered in blood, especially the gunpowder bullet on his neck... His expression changed several times, and it took him a long time to suppress his anger: "I will definitely not let you go!"

"Fuck out! Is there a place where you talk?", the hostage Han shouted arrogantly, and Xiao Jin left helplessly. The guy had no sense of captives and said: "Check the horses, they can't do anything without tampering with them! Don't make any noise when you find clues. Just go outside and take their horses, that's the safest!"

"Shut up!" Tuotuo was furious, and his slender jade hands were placed on the eagle claws and grabbed Han Wen's throat. Han rolled his eyes and struggled constantly. It took him a long time to let Tuotuo let go of his hands and breathed heavily: "It's too violent! A woman like you deserves to be unable to marry! Sooner or later she will become a nun!"

"Tutuo! Goodbye to Mount Wutai! I don't want to see Han Wen suffer any harm, and you don't want to see Ma Ming less, right?" The judge of the Desert warned with a cold face;

"Hmph! That's natural!" Tuotuo snorted coldly, pressed against Han Wen's neck and made way. The desert judge led people forward. The firecrackers had discovered the problem with the war horses, so they decided to take the horses and run away!

Looking at the Sky Eagle Gang running away on the horse, Tuotuo squinted his eyes and asked in a sinister way: "It feels good to be abandoned! What do you think?"

"Hehe! Wouldn't it be better to put it in your arms?" Han smiled and shook shamelessly, rubbing the soft flesh behind him, and she was furious and wanted to slap Han, but the two of them were wearing a piece of clothing, even a big robe, which was very crowded. She couldn't use force, but instead she was caught by Han Wen;

"What a beautiful hand! What a pity! It's covered in blood! Come on! Han shows you palmistry!" Han Wen said seriously: "Tsk tsk! This represents your destiny, this represents your wealth, and this represents your status!"

A hint of rosy appeared on Tuotuo's face, but he stopped struggling. After listening carefully, I have to say that she is still superstitious. Han Wen continued: "Your wealth line and status line all show that you are extremely precious in the future. Unfortunately, your life is not very good!

Look at the beginning here, it means that you have been traumatized in your childhood, either your family is destroyed or your family is left out, which is very miserable, but you must have encountered help from noble people until now, probably Prince Qing? Then this place was completely cut off... This is a short life, and Han predicts that you will have a bloody disaster! And it will take only two years!"

"Touch!", "You are only in blood! And now!", Tuotuo punched Korean in the nose and said;

Han Wen touched the warmth under his nose and sighed, "Why don't you believe it?" After saying that, he grabbed the corner of his clothes and wiped the blood from his nose: "Look, isn't this a bloody disaster?"

"Damn liar!" Tuotuo said, in fact, she believed it a little bit, and her childhood was indeed miserable!

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