The temple door opened, and a man in a robe and sunglasses lowered the brim of his hat and walked in. Everyone watched carefully, thinking that Mr. Nalan had invited someone else. No one recognized that this was their former leader.

arrive.

"Come on, everyone, please come out first. I have something to tell you." Nalanhong found an excuse and called everyone out.

"Mr. Nalan, does that... look so familiar from the back?" Among these rough guys, only Ma Laosi was the smartest. He vaguely saw that his own young master was coming.

"Fourth, don't talk nonsense. You guys have a new mission. I assigned it to you on behalf of your young master. Go down the mountain road in the opposite direction and go to Biluo Snow Mountain to see what's going on. If I don't

If the estimate is wrong, they should be in internal strife now. Your task is to hold back Li Jialuo and others, prevent them from going to support, and leave Li Junting on the other side of the ancient tomb alone. How about it? Can your body still bear it? " Nalanhong

ask.

"Mr. Nalan, are you kidding? Are they fighting among themselves? How is that possible?" Ma Yundong asked stupidly, scratching his forehead.

"I said it's possible, it's possible. If you're fine, go quickly. Remember, avoid casualties. Although the men Li Jialuo brought are many, they are all a mob."

"Okay, brothers, let's go. Just listen to Mr. Nalan's instructions. He will definitely be able to go back safely. We believe in him." Ma Laosi is smart and understands what he means. It's hard to expose the person who walked in.

Unparalleled.

The four men went down the mountain, muttering as they walked, wondering who Nalanhong had invited this time, and his figure didn't look like someone who could fight? Only Ma Laosi remained silent.

Wang Laodao chuckled, holding the equipment and grabbing Wushuang's wrist to feel his pulse. Then he nodded slightly and walked out of the temple without saying a word without revealing his identity in front of Li Qingyun.

"Nalanhong, where did you get him back from? This boy... This boy is not feeling well right now!" Wang Laodao had also heard about Wushuang's poisoning before.

At first, Nalanhong called him several times, begging him to find a way to save this nominal disciple. Wang Laodao counted his fingers and shook his head and told him: "This kid is very tough. He is born with the destiny of fire.

Before the oil runs out, this is just a hurdle in his life. As long as he gets over it, Wushuang will be out of control in the future, and no one can hurt him anymore. But whether he can get through this hurdle depends on himself.

Fortunately, he is a smart man, let’s give him some time.”

Today Wushuang Nirvana has been reborn. His body, his soul, his will... everything about him is brand new, and even he himself doesn't know it.

"Dayong brought this guy from Changbai Mountain, Taoist priest, is it reliable?" Nalanhong asked.

"I don't know, Wushuang now is not the same guy we used to know who was laughing and joking all day long. Just now Pindao took his pulse, and his pulse was very strange. There were three mysterious forces colliding with each other in his body.

I don’t know whether it’s a good thing or a bad thing, but the energy in his body is indeed beyond our imagination.”

Wushuang was wearing a long robe, with the brim of his hat covering his head. He stood in front of Li Qingyun with his arms folded and didn't say a word. His silence made Li Qingyun lose his mind. Li Qingyun was a first-class master in cultivation, Buddhism and Kung Fu.

It's hard to find two people. Even if Wang Laodao is standing in front of him, he can use his strong aura to feel whether Wang Laodao's cultivation level is above or below his own. That's why he was so calm and calm with Wang Laodao just now.

A seasoned chess player.

But the man in front of him was so weird that Li Qingyun couldn't feel anything from him. He didn't have the impetuousness of a mortal, nor the strong aura of a master.

Scattered snowflakes are falling from the sky...

It's getting dark, and I don't know what happened in the snow-capped mountains today, but there are screams of howling wolves, making people uneasy.

Mei Xi looked at the familiar figure outside bitterly. She had no intention of reciting Buddhist scriptures for a long time. If her brother-in-law was really here, she would definitely not let her brother-in-law take risks to save her. But thinking about it carefully, it shouldn't be the case. Wushuang was at this time

He should be recuperating somewhere. His health was not very good a few months before he left. It was impossible for him to be as domineering as the man in front of him.

"Miss Mei Xi, if you can't recite the Buddhist scriptures in an hour, don't eat tonight!" Li Qingyun closed the hall door with his backhand and faced the mysterious man in front of him alone.

"Today, the small temple of the poor monk is really full of glory. It welcomes masters one after another, but I don't know why there are still jackals coming after nightfall?" There was something in his words.

"Sir, do you hate wolves? I really like this kind of animal. He is ferocious, loyal, and perseverant!" Wushuang likes to call him sir. If he calls him a living Buddha, then he has to deal with a religion, which is not worth it. Regardless.

Who is this enemy now? His common name is Li Qingyun. He has a blood feud with his ancestors and it will be settled today.

"But wolves are always beasts. They are cold-blooded and ruthless and like to kill. People in the world will punish them when they hear about them. Dogs and wolves cannot be left in the world to fight with mortals. This is a truth that has not changed for thousands of years." This is also a theory.

Tao situation.

"But there is another sentence that you may have forgotten. A dog travels a thousand miles to eat feces and a wolf travels a thousand miles to eat meat. Mr. Dissatisfied, I am a carnivore. I am afraid that I will open meat in your temple today!" Wushuang now said something unexpected.

I used to be even more arrogant.

Phew...a strong wind came, and big snow particles crackled on the ground. The brim of Wushuang's hat was pushed back by the strong wind, revealing his true face.

His appearance is nothing special. He is not tall and tall. Judging from his bones, he is not a martial arts prodigy. But his innate temperament cannot be blocked no matter how hard he is.

He took off his wide-rimmed sunglasses, and his eyes were full of murderous killing intent.

"This donor, does the young monk know you? I wonder why the donor came here today?" Li Qingyun asked knowingly.

"Who am I? Didn't Sir just say that? I am a wolf, a hungry wolf, and I am here to eat meat today!"

"Huh huh... The donor wants to save Miss Mei Xi, right?"

"It will be a matter of time to save her, but before that we have some grievances that need to be settled. Does Mr. Xi still remember the First World War in Peking more than seventy years ago?" Wushuang aggressively took a few steps forward, leaning against Li Qingyun fiercely.

Staring at him.

"Beiping...could it be...?" His memory was awakened by Wushuang bit by bit.

(Something happened, so the last update is a bit late, sorry everyone!) The temple door opened, and a man in a robe and sunglasses lowered the brim of his hat and walked in. Everyone watched carefully, thinking that Mr. Nalan was coming again

What kind of person was invited? No one recognized that this was their former leader.

"Come on, everyone, please come out first. I have something to tell you." Nalanhong found an excuse and called everyone out.

"Mr. Nalan, does that... look so familiar from the back?" Among these rough guys, only Ma Laosi was the smartest. He vaguely saw that his own young master was coming.

"Fourth, don't talk nonsense. You guys have a new mission. I assigned it to you on behalf of your young master. Go down the mountain road in the opposite direction and go to Biluo Snow Mountain to see what's going on. If I don't

If the estimate is wrong, they should be in internal strife now. Your task is to hold back Li Jialuo and others, prevent them from going to support, and leave Li Junting on the other side of the ancient tomb alone. How about it? Can your body still bear it? " Nalanhong

ask.

"Mr. Nalan, are you kidding? Are they fighting among themselves? How is that possible?" Ma Yundong asked stupidly, scratching his forehead.

"I said it's possible, it's possible. If you're fine, go quickly. Remember, avoid casualties. Although the men Li Jialuo brought are many, they are all a mob."

"Okay, brothers, let's go. Just listen to Mr. Nalan's instructions. He will definitely be able to go back safely. We believe in him." Ma Laosi is smart and understands what he means. It's hard to expose the person who walked in.

Unparalleled.

The four men went down the mountain, muttering as they walked, wondering who Nalanhong had invited this time, and his figure didn't look like someone who could fight? Only Ma Laosi remained silent.

Wang Laodao chuckled, holding the equipment and grabbing Wushuang's wrist to feel his pulse. Then he nodded slightly and walked out of the temple without saying a word without revealing his identity in front of Li Qingyun.

"Nalanhong, where did you get him back from? This boy... This boy is not feeling well right now!" Wang Laodao had also heard about Wushuang's poisoning before.

At first, Nalanhong called him several times, begging him to find a way to save this nominal disciple. Wang Laodao counted his fingers and shook his head and told him: "This kid is very tough. He is born with the destiny of fire.

Before the oil runs out, this is just a hurdle in his life. As long as he gets over it, Wushuang will be out of control in the future, and no one can hurt him anymore. But whether he can get through this hurdle depends on himself.

Fortunately, he is a smart man, let’s give him some time.”

Today Wushuang Nirvana has been reborn. His body, his soul, his will... everything about him is brand new, and even he himself doesn't know it.

"Dayong brought this guy from Changbai Mountain, Taoist priest, is it reliable?" Nalanhong asked.

"I don't know, Wushuang now is not the same guy we used to know who was laughing and joking all day long. Just now Pindao took his pulse, and his pulse was very strange. There were three mysterious forces colliding with each other in his body.

I don’t know whether it’s a good thing or a bad thing, but the energy in his body is indeed beyond our imagination.”

Wushuang was wearing a long robe, with the brim of his hat covering his head. He stood in front of Li Qingyun with his arms folded and didn't say a word. His silence made Li Qingyun lose his mind. Li Qingyun was a first-class master in cultivation, Buddhism and Kung Fu.

It's hard to find two people. Even if Wang Laodao is standing in front of him, he can use his strong aura to feel whether Wang Laodao's cultivation level is above or below his own. That's why he was so calm and calm with Wang Laodao just now.

A seasoned chess player.

But the man in front of him was so weird that Li Qingyun couldn't feel anything from him. He didn't have the impetuousness of a mortal, nor the strong aura of a master.

Scattered snowflakes are falling from the sky...

It's getting dark, and I don't know what happened in the snow-capped mountains today, but there are screams of howling wolves, making people uneasy.

Mei Xi looked at the familiar figure outside bitterly. She had no intention of reciting Buddhist scriptures for a long time. If her brother-in-law was really here, she would definitely not let her brother-in-law take risks to save her. But thinking about it carefully, it shouldn't be the case. Wushuang was at this time

He should be recuperating somewhere. His health was not very good a few months before he left. It was impossible for him to be as domineering as the man in front of him.

"Miss Mei Xi, if you can't recite the Buddhist scriptures in an hour, don't eat tonight!" Li Qingyun closed the hall door with his backhand and faced the mysterious man in front of him alone.

"Today, the small temple of the poor monk is really full of glory. It welcomes masters one after another, but I don't know why there are still jackals coming after nightfall?" There was something in his words.

"Sir, do you hate wolves? I really like this kind of animal. He is ferocious, loyal, and perseverant!" Wushuang likes to call him sir. If he calls him a living Buddha, then he has to deal with a religion, which is not worth it. Regardless.

Who is this enemy now? His common name is Li Qingyun. He has a blood feud with his ancestors and it will be settled today.

"But wolves are always beasts. They are cold-blooded and ruthless and like to kill. People in the world will punish them when they hear about them. Dogs and wolves cannot be left in the world to fight with mortals. This is a truth that has not changed for thousands of years." This is also a theory.

Tao situation.

"But there is another sentence that you may have forgotten. A dog travels a thousand miles to eat feces and a wolf travels a thousand miles to eat meat. Mr. Dissatisfied, I am a carnivore. I am afraid that I will open meat in your temple today!" Wushuang now said something unexpected.

I used to be even more arrogant.

Phew...a strong wind came, and big snow particles crackled on the ground. The brim of Wushuang's hat was pushed back by the strong wind, revealing his true face.

His appearance is nothing special. He is not tall and tall. Judging from his bones, he is not a martial arts prodigy. But his innate temperament cannot be blocked no matter how hard he is.

He took off his wide-rimmed sunglasses, and his eyes were full of murderous killing intent.

"This donor, does the young monk know you? I wonder why the donor came here today?" Li Qingyun asked knowingly.

"Who am I? Didn't Sir just say that? I am a wolf, a hungry wolf, and I am here to eat meat today!"

"Huh huh... The donor wants to save Miss Mei Xi, right?"

"It will be a matter of time to save her, but before that we have some grievances that need to be settled. Does Mr. Xi still remember the First World War in Peking more than seventy years ago?" Wushuang aggressively took a few steps forward, leaning against Li Qingyun fiercely.

Staring at him.

"Beiping...could it be...?" His memory was awakened by Wushuang bit by bit.
Chapter completed!