I turned around, and Young Master Wen's eyes were as cold as a knife.

I whispered, "Don't be so dizzy about this old man. You are a man, how can you accompany him?"

Young Master Wen's eyes suddenly had murderous aura, and he glared at me with a vengeful look, his lips tightly pursed.

I feel a little wronged, weird, why do you glar at me?

I took it for granted that Taoist priest.

Showing the temperament of the sect leader who worked hard at home, I said word by word: "I am the sect leader of the Zhan family, Zhan Qinghong. If you dare to touch us, the 42 caves and 60 villas in Jingzhou will surely kill this place!"

I have been able to use my ten success powers, and these words must have been heard from miles away and the entire Taoist temple can be heard.

A group of Taoist priests at the door also showed hesitation, and I couldn't help but feel a little proud.

"Silly..." A voice sounded coldly. I turned my head and looked at Mr. Wen, and he looked at me with a blank expression: "If I only threatened that old Taoist, he might let us go; if you threaten so publicly, how could he give in?"

Well……

Sure enough, I heard the old Taoist sing and said, "I am not afraid of being here when I come to this Taoist tragedy! I suck them some fairy powder, wash them, and send them to this Taoist practice room!"

It's too much to deceive people! I looked at them angrily, but the iron bar was probably made of fine steel, and my skills could not be penetrated.

Young Master Wen seemed to have returned to his usual appearance, leaning against the wall with a heavy face as deep as water.

He was not anxious, he was so calm.

"Swish" several sounds, and a dozen bamboo tubes broke into the window from all directions, spitting white smoke.

I don’t know what kind of cigarette this old man smokes me, but it’s definitely not a good thing.

I took out a handkerchief from my arms and covered Mr. Wen's mouth and nose. He snatched it with one hand and covered it by himself.

I tore off a piece from my green and white skirt and covered my mouth and nose.

Inside the house, the smoke gradually became stronger, like the white mist in the early morning, surrounding it, making people's heart gradually sink.

"Young Master Wen, what is your name?" I raised all my internal strength and slapped it out of the window. White smoke sprayed out with the wind, and the Taoist priests coughed.

He glanced at me: "Wen You."

I patted another palm and asked, "Left and right?"

He silent for a moment and said, "I heard that I am forgiven the world, but I don't know that I will rule the world."

The Taoist priest outside the door found a few big fans from somewhere and rushed in.

Fortunately, I had read Zhuangzi as well, and nodded suddenly: "My name is Zhan Qinghong." I slapped another palm, but the strength became much weaker.

This time, there was a smile in his eyes: "I know. No one in the martial arts world doesn't know you." The topic changed: "Where is the bead?"

Sure enough, I held a grudge... I said embarrassedly: "My maid is playing with it." I clapped my palms, but only a little smoke dissipated, and more smoke was blown back by them.

He seemed to have no idea what to say, and he silent for a while, cursed: "Absurd."

The smoke is extremely high.

I sat down slowly against the wall, only about a foot away from him: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have given you medicine. If I have the power of both of me, I might be able to fight out."

He remained silent.

Outside the door, the old Taoist lowered his voice but said to the little Taoist priest without hiding his madness: "Disciple, these two fairy-like beauties, which one do you think I will taste first?"

The disciple laughed and said, "That woman is certainly beautiful, but the young man is young and has a unique taste..."

The two Taoist priests laughed thorns.

I couldn't help it and looked up at Wen You: "I still don't understand, how do they taste you? You are obviously like them, you are a man!"

Wen You's face sank. Maybe seeing my sincere doubts, he was not easy to get angry, so he gritted his teeth and cursed: "It's so stupid as a pig!"

Damn, I feel so wronged.

———

My limbs gradually became weak, and my head was a little heavy...

"Sorry, Wen You, I have too little experience in the world. If we can escape, remember to ask my father to avenge me!" My head was uncontrollably leaning on his shoulder.

He nodded softly.

My eyes were blurred, and I suddenly remembered and asked, "Anyway, I'm going to suffer together. Tell me honestly, are you just entering the martial arts world?"

He closed his eyes and nodded slowly, but his face was a little red.

This blushing greatly relieved my current worry and sadness.

"Then where are you?"

"Liangzhou Wuji Sect."

My admiration arises naturally - it is the most famous century-old martial arts genre in Liangzhou.

Looking at him calm, I couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It's great, now that I'm in trouble, there will be a powerful contender for the position of the leader of the martial arts world!"

He suddenly opened his eyes and said, "It's two."

I was stunned. Why did the Liangzhou sect compete for the leader of the Jiangdong League?

Looking at the white smoke gradually spreading, I sighed: "The two young people in the martial arts world who are most highly anticipated are ruined by the demons, which is really angering for both humans and gods!"

"I can't tell you are young, but I'm quite angry. But..." He showed a smile on his face, "I won't be angry with both humans and gods. Someone is here to save us."

"Ah!" "Give me your life!" The screams of Taoists came from outside the door.

I grabbed his sleeve excitedly.

A gust of palm wind blew by, and the white smoke gradually dissipated.

A tall man in a gray samurai uniform, holding an iron spear, stood in front of us.

"You have suffered." He said, a warm smile blooming on his sharp face. "I am Xiahou Ying."

I was stunned.

Wen You showed a rare look of respect and bowed: "Thank you for saving your life!"

Xiahou Ying looked at me and smiled with a gratitude: "Hong'er, I am your uncle."

Wen You looked at me in surprise.

I know, Xiahou Ying, my mother's junior brother. My mother often misses her, but her father doesn't like him very much.

Nowadays, Xiahou Ying is recognized as the number one martial arts in the Great Jin Dynasty.

He has few disciples, only twenty-four people, but they are all his own hands, which can match thousands of troops and is a coveted force in the martial arts world.

But he had already spoken out and would not be the leader of the martial arts world.

I think he is a person with personality.

"Uncle Xiahou!" I bowed.

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Uncle Xiahou is indeed the hero among the heroes.

Jiankang was not his sphere of influence, but he heard that women had disappeared frequently, so he drew his strength to investigate and investigated until Huixian Temple.

Look at the methods of others. Five subordinates blocked the main roads down the mountain. Two subordinates set fire at the medicine warehouse. Two subordinates rescued the girls down the mountain. Two subordinates led the officials over and brought three more people to lock all the Taoist priests.

Unlike Wen You and I, who were defeated as soon as we made a move.

After Wen You and I recovered our strength, we respectfully assisted Xiahou in handling everything properly, and he also vaguely showed a glimpse of praise.

Seeing the families of the captured girls crying and robbing the earth, I suddenly felt that this was the happiest day I had when I came down the mountain.

Especially the woman with a melon-faced face before was actually the daughter of Minister Gao, and now these Taoist priests must have fallen.

Uncle Xiahou pondered for a moment and said, "Hong'er, Uncle has an uninvited request. Can you give up the warm heart bead?"

"Okay." I said simply.

Wen You, who was silent on the side, looked up at me in surprise.

Xiahou smiled and said, "Don't you ask your uncle why he beg you?"

"Uncle didn't ask, why did I grab this heartwarming bead!"

Xiahou nodded: "A disciple of mine was seriously injured to capture the thief in Jiangyang. This bead was to save his life."

"How can that broken bead bead be worth the life of a hero? The bead is on my maid and I will send it to you tonight."

Xiahou was quite happy with old wish, holding my hand, and just sighed: "So, it's really like it! Beautiful inside and outside, loyal and courageous!"

I feel a little pitiful to him. Actually, I know that he liked my mother very much when he was young. He was a childhood sweetheart, but my father was fucked by him. These old past events are often mentioned in "The Sound of the Wulin Storm".

Xiahou walked away. Wen You, who was standing beside him with a sword, walked up to me and said condescendingly: "Girl, you just don't care about that bead, right?"

I said with a serious look on my face: "No."

He raised his eyebrows: "Why is that?"

I smiled shyly: "If you tell me what those Taoists want to do to you, I will tell you why I am willing to give him the beads."
To be continued...