Chapter six hundred and twenty first brother out of the customs
When Ouyang Mo suddenly felt a figure in front of him, he subconsciously looked up.
Just as he raised his head, "Bang."
The antidote in his hand was slapped to the ground by Lin Fei.
The small white porcelain bottle immediately fell to the ground and shattered. A golden liquid with a fragrance inside flowed all over the ground and soon penetrated into the ground.
Watching the only antidote on his body slowly seep into the ground, Ouyang Mo recalled those tortured and in pain, his eyes staring as if they were about to crack.
Then the whole person kept licking the antidote that was about to dry up like a madman, and it looked like an old dog wagging his tail and begging for food.
Everyone around looked at Ouyang Mo who kept licking the ground like a dog with a strange look.
The disciples of Hailongmen nearby even lowered their heads and did not dare to watch this scene, because they were afraid that they would definitely have no way to survive after seeing Ouyang Mo's down-and-out appearance.
The monk Huxin looked at this scene and closed his hands and relaxed his Buddhist chant and said, "Sin, sin."
"That...that person... seems like a..." Finally someone couldn't help but almost said it, but the people around him covered their mouths in time.
The medicinal power on Ouyang Mo's body finally broke out. He saw blue veins swelling, black air swaying on his face, red eyes due to congestion, rolling his eyes constantly, and his head was covered in white hair without wind, and his appearance was very terrifying.
"I want...you...you are buried with you..." Ouyang Mo was even beginning to be unconscious and his words were intermittent.
Lin Fei sneered at Ouyang Mo who was completely crazy in front of him. Sometimes some people are more painful than death.
Ouyang Mo, who had fallen into madness, was completely poisonous at this time, and he saw blood bubbles constantly popping up and down on his face, rolling around on the ground, and his hands kept scratching his body.
Seeing this scene, Lin Fei walked to Ouyang Mo with a sneer on his lips.
"Click.
Click."
Lin Fei stepped on Ouyang Mo's arms directly after stepping on both feet.
"hiss."
All the onlookers took a breath.
From Ouyang Mo's performance, he must be very itchy all over his body now, but Lin Fei actually cut off his hands, making him not even qualified to scratch it.
In an instant, everyone present included Lin Fei on the list that they must not be offended.
"Donor Lin, please forgive me and forgive me."
At this moment, a thick voice came from the depths of Kiyomizu Temple. When everyone present heard this voice, they felt relaxed and seemed to be able to move easily.
"Hmph, it's finally here."
Lin Fei's expression did not change and he snorted coldly.
From the very beginning, Lin Fei felt a very powerful aura deep in Kiyomizu Temple, which made Lin Fei very interested.
Originally, Lin Fei planned to enter the temple to make friends if he had the chance afterwards, but when he saw the humble old monk looking like a fake compassion, he hated the people of Kiyomizu Temple very much.
In Lin Fei's eyes, Qingshui Temple and Hailongmen are probably birds of a feather.
When the monk Xuxin looked happy when he heard this voice, he said in his heart: "Senior brother has come out of seclusion, the trouble can finally be solved."
I saw a monk wearing a tattered monk's robe, opening the mountain gate of Qingshui Temple, slowly walking towards Ouyang Mo who was already in pain and wailing on the ground, and reached out to a little on his forehead. Ouyang Mo immediately calmed down and sat there like a good boy without moving.
This monk in rags did not look like a monk. He looked like a jade-like face and star-like eyes, but he looked like a handsome young man. If he hadn't had his head shaved and his ring scars exposed on his head, he would probably have been fascinated by many ignorant girls.
This person is the vanity master of Kiyomizu Temple. Legend has it that he became a monk at Kiyomizu Temple at the age of three and has been practicing Buddhism in Kiyomizu Temple. He has been over one hundred years old since now, but for some reason, his appearance has remained as if he was sixteen years old.
Kiyomizu Temple has always said to the public that he has achieved success in his Buddhist practice and has received the favor of the Buddha.
After Ouyang Mo calmed down, Master Vanity held him with one hand and walked towards the strange lake, and then threw him into the lake with endless vitality.
Then Master Vanity sat on the ground and kept chanting something.
As soon as Ouyang Mo entered the water, a stream of yellow-brown liquid immediately oozed out of his body, and it was odorless. Then the smelly water flowed into the lake. What was strange was that the dirty water actually flowed along the lake surface to the lake surface that looked like a dead land, and then became a member of the already turbid lake water.
This situation lasted for about five minutes. During this period, everyone watched all this quietly without disturbing them, and Lin Fei also watched this scene with interest.
Soon Ouyang Mo no longer had dirty water seeping out of his body, and his face gradually returned to normal.
"Thank you for helping me."
Ouyang Mo soon woke up, jumped up from the lake, and then bowed to Master Vanity, which was considered thankful.
Ouyang Mo was not grateful to Kiyomizu Temple in his heart, thinking that he knew that the other party was afraid that things would be out of control and so he rescued him.
"It's all over here, please give your donor your own care."
Master Vanity didn't care about Ouyang Mo's attitude, and his face turned cold and began to drive people away.
"snort.
I will naturally leave after I finish dealing with the matter here, so I will not be noisy here.”
Ouyang Mo said rudely as if he had forgotten what had just happened.
"well."
Seeing this, Master Vanity sighed helplessly and stopped persuading him.
"Boy, I was careless just now and let you succeed in the sneak attack. This time I have to use all my strength."
Ouyang Mo said and walked towards Lin Fei.
Lin Fei also sneered and walked towards Ouyang Mo.
Both of them are moving faster and faster step by step.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them had already taken action at the same time.
Ouyang Mo used all his skills to his right arm, and saw his left arm soaring a huge circle, then he bent his fingers into a fist, smashing towards Lin Fei like a meteor.
Lin Fei sneered, and his right hand bent into a fist, and he smashed his fist towards Ouyang Mo.
This is going to be a head-on battle. As the saying goes, the great way is invisible, the great trick is not crafty, there is no skill, no change of moves. This move is completely a personal strength.
When they were talking, their fists touched each other as they spoke.
"Bang."
There was a loud bang, and then a huge wind spread violently around the two of them.
Everyone onlookers were blown down, only Master Vanity and Master Huxin stood still, as if they were not affected.
Only the two of them saw the result of this head-on battle first.
I saw Lin Fei standing there alone, looking at Ouyang Mo lying on the ground with his hands behind his back, looking at him in disbelief.
Ouyang Mo believed from beginning to end that Lin Fei could not be his opponent at all. Lin Fei succeeded in the first two losses by sneak attacks.
Chapter completed!