Forehead?

The blood Bodhi on the side was also covered in black lines. This kid is indeed extremely shameless.

"Bastard, you not only insult me ​​insult my eyesight, but also insult my IQ!" Suddenly, Wei Xuanbing shouted and waved his palm toward Tang Long's chest.

When Wei Xuanbing waved his palm and slashed it down, Tang Long suddenly felt a cold air coming, and it was biting cold.

The condensation of this cold air is not inferior to that of Mu Xiuhan at all.

In other words, Wei Xuanbing's strength is probably still above Mu Xiuhan.

Facing Wei Xuanbing's murderous intent, Tang Long had to wave his palm to block it. With a "bang", he saw Tang Long being shaken back five or six meters.

Looking at Tang Long's tiger's mouth, he was actually injured by Wei Xuanbing's palm force, and blood was flowing 'rattle'.

It's really a bloody disaster?!

Does this bald donkey know the skills of fortune-telling?!

This is not impossible either.

In fact, there are many experts in Shaolin.

Otherwise, Shaolin would not have become a martial arts master.

"The ancient martial arts family cannot be humiliated!"

"The master of martial arts, you must not be humiliated!"

"Tang Long, in the next life, don't go against my Wei family again!"

Wei Xuanbing shouted again, and a stream of cold air lingered in his palm, as if he was about to swallow Tang Long.

In this case, Tang Long had no choice but to take the Kuanghua Dan to take a gamble.

But!

Before Wei Xuanbing could approach, a bald donkey blocked Tang Long.

Blood Bodhi put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, good, good, donor, your killing intention is really too heavy!"

"Bald donkey, you are looking for death!" Wei Xuanbing was furious and suddenly hit Xue Bodhi's left chest and heart.

Looking at the back of Blood Bodhi, Tang Long said nervously: "Master, be careful!"

Dong!

But at this moment, a sound similar to a bell came out, extremely harsh.

Wei Xuanbing said in surprise: "What?! The Vajra is indestructible?"

"Amitabha!" Xue Bodhi nodded slightly, and then he chopped his right foot on the ground, and heard the sound of "bang bang bang" coming out, and then he saw black shadows knocked out.

Bang!

Immediately afterwards, another explosion came out, and Wei Xuanbing was shaken away for more than ten meters and vomited blood from his mouth.

"What?!"

Tang Long's face changed drastically and he said in surprise: "It actually... can shake the martial arts masters? Can you also hurt all the Danjin masters of the Wei family? Where does this bald donkey come from? Is it really blood Bodhi?

How is this possible?!

Blood Bodhi likes to wear red monk robes and kills people, so it is absolutely impossible to say such words.

Besides, if you come out at any Shaolin master, you can also hurt Wei Xuanbing.

puff.

Wei Xuanbing opened his mouth and said, "Who are you... who are you?"

"Go back and tell your ancestor that you are not allowed to have trouble in Yanjing." Xue Bodhi turned the Buddhist beads and said calmly.

Wei Xuanbing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a gloomy face: "Master, you are a little too crazy, are you? My ancestor is known as the ancestor of Blood Sword, and his martial arts are extremely high. You can cut off your head with just one knife!"

"Haha, I can't ask for it. Anyway, I have lived enough, and I don't know what death feels like." After saying that, Blood Bodhi turned around and left.

Tang Long followed Xue Bodhi slowly.

In fact, Tang Long originally wanted to take this opportunity to kill Wei Xuanbing.

In this way, a potential enemy can also be eliminated.

It’s a pity that Blood Bodhi is by your side, Tang Long dared not act rashly.

In Tang Long's view, Blood Bodhi was a monk and naturally he didn't want to see killing.

Looking at the backs of Tang Long and Blood Bodhi, Wei Xuanbing gritted his teeth and said with a gloomy face: "Bastard, who is this bald donkey?! Is it the fox Buddha, one of the three Buddhas?!"

As he was talking, three Mercedes-Benz drove forward.

Squirt.

After rolling open the window, Wei Xuanhuang said coldly: "Xuanbing, what's going on? Who hurts you?"

"Old ancestor, it's a bald donkey. The bald donkey asked me to tell you not to cause trouble in Yanjing." Wei Xuanbing said tremblingly.

Wei Xuan frowned and said in a deep voice: "Hmph, it's so rampant. Do he really think he is blood Bodhi?"

"Old ancestor, do you think Blood Bodhi will come to Yanjing?" Wei Xuanbing asked nervously.

Wei Xuan narrowed his eyes and said with a murderous look on his face: "So what if you come, so what if you don't come?! This blood Bodhi should be gone."

After pausing, Wei Xuanbing said again: "Old ancestor, Mu Yinqiao just called and said that he was attacked by someone and asked him to rescue the Ghost King in Xixi."

"What?!"

Wei Xuanhuang's face changed and she said in a deep voice: "Damn, this ghost king in Xiangxi is the person designated by my Wei family!"

"Yes, as long as we get the Ghost King in Xiangxi, our Wei family can create a large number of Gu people. At that time, what is the mere blood Bodhi?" Wei Xuanbing, who was standing beside him, nodded repeatedly and said carefully.

KAKA.

Wei Xuanhuang gritted her teeth and said in a deep voice: "Let's leave Tang Long's business first, let's go to Yanshan immediately."

After saying that, Wei Xuanhuang closed the car window.

I have to say that the Wei family’s ambition is really great.

In China, Gu people are absolutely not allowed to appear.

This behavior of the Wei family has violated a taboo.

Therefore, the Wei family must be unwilling tolerated by China.

After leaving the airport, Tang Long took Xue Bodhi to Jingweilou.

After all, it was getting late now, and Tang Long could only send blood Bodhi to the Six Gates tomorrow.

And Blood Bodhi's stomach was so hungry that it was rumbling.

Looking at the table full of food, Xue Bodhi said with saliva, "I haven't had a meat meal for a long time, so I must have a good meal tonight."

"Master, you are not a monk, how can you eat meat?" Tang Long said with a dark face.

Blood Bodhi coughed lightly and said, "Wine and meat penetrate the intestines and stomach, and the Buddha keeps it in his heart. As long as I have Buddha in my heart, what's the difference between eating or not?"

"By the way, Master, I haven't asked your Dharma name yet." Seeing that the Blood Bodhi was so greasy that he ate, Tang Long couldn't help asking.

Blood Bodhi gnawed the chicken legs and said, "Forgot."

"Forgot?"

Tang Long was stunned and said with a dark face: "Master, are you kidding, are you? How can you forget the magic number?"

"I really forgot."

Xue Bodhi shrugged and said with a wry smile: "I haven't heard anyone call me a Dharma name for a long time."

Indeed, Blood Bodhi is telling the truth.

In Shaolin, the blood Bodhi is the largest. Who dares to call him the Dharma name?!

Over time, Blood Bodhi forgot the Dharma name.

"I heard that there is an Onmyoji who came to Jingweilou. He knows how to tell divination and is very powerful."

"Really? Is it even better than Zhang Yifeng?"

"Zhang Yifeng? Tell, that old man is just a big fool. He is the 81st generation successor of the Maoshan Sect when he opens his mouth. Actually, I heard that this old Taoist was driven out by the Maoshan Sect."

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and find that Onmyoji to calculate."

At this moment, a riot came from outside the private room, and almost all the waiters rushed towards one of the private rooms.
Chapter completed!