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Text Chapter 771 Long Yin (3rd watch)

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    Lin Feiyang patted her on the shoulder: "Since you have done it, don't regret it. I will check the deputy guard. If it is impossible, ask the abbot to help check it. Even if he is really a good official, he can't stay.  Say more."

    Juni nodded slightly.

    The world is so helpless.

    Originally thought that it was not a good thing to condone his son to do such a sinful thing.

    But after entering Yuxiaguan, I found that he was actually a good official.

    "Miss Zhou can read people's hearts, don't you see anything?"

    "He has a treasure on his body, which blocks the enlightenment of his wisdom heart."

    "A small deputy guard, and such a treasure?" Lin Feiyang hummed: "It's not easy."

    "Maybe it's his young master's filial piety, these horse bandits have plundered countless times." Zhu Ni said.

    "That's it." Lin Feiyang said: "Although he didn't kill anyone, but his son killed someone, and he got the benefits of killing someone."

    Zhu Ni was silent for a moment, then said softly: "Be careful, I think this deputy defense is not easy."

    Lin Feiyang nodded solemnly: "Well, I won't be careless."

    It is said that those who are close to ink are black and those who are close to vermilion are red. He has been with Fakong for a long time, and he has naturally learned to be cautious, and he will never underestimate anyone.

    ?This pair of defense actually has a treasure of defensive mind, which means it is extraordinary and cannot be regarded by ordinary people.

    The two embraced for another quarter of an hour. Lin Feiyang heard some movement and gently pushed her away: "I'll go and keep an eye on that guy first."

    "Be careful." Zhu Ni stroked her hair hanging from her temples, blushing with embarrassment, looking charming.

    Lin Feiyang was moved and couldn't help but want to pull her into his arms again, but Xu Qingluo's voice had already sounded: "Uncle Lin, is it you?"

    Lin Feiyang snorted, glanced at Zhu Ni reluctantly, and disappeared in a flash.

    The big tent was lifted, and Xu Qingluo and three of them came in.

    Xu Qingluo glanced left and right, not letting go of any corner.

    Zhu Ni blushed even more when she saw her, and hurriedly said, "You came back so early?"

    "I've played it all over, it's not interesting." Xu Qingluo looked around with bright eyes, and replied casually: "Uncle Lin is also really interesting."

    Zhu Ni glared at her.

    Xu Qingluo withdrew her gaze and said with a grin: "Why is he running away? When I came here, I only saw you, Sister Zhu, and you didn't want to see us at all. It's so heartless and heartless!"

    "Stop talking nonsense." Zhu Ni said angrily with a red face.

    Zhou Yu laughed and pulled Xu Qingluo's sleeves.

    Going on, Zhu Ni will become angry from embarrassment.

    Xu Qingluo restrained her smile, and said seriously: "Sister Zhu, we have inquired about it. The deputy guard is indeed a very good official. He has both sides, and everyone praises him. He is really amazing."

    Zhu Ni frowned: "Well, let's leave it at that."

    Xu Qingluo turned her bright eyes on her face, thoughtful.

    Seeing her like this, Zhu Ni felt inexplicably guilty, her beautiful face turned red again, like a drunken beauty.

    Zhou Yudao: "Uncle Lin is going to keep an eye on him?"

    Zhu Ni nodded lightly.

    Zhou Yang smiled and said: "Fortunately, Uncle Lin is here. With his help watching, there must be a flaw."

    I can't ask my uncle for help, and my uncle won't help. It's also great to have Uncle Lin's help.

    "Whether there are flaws or not, he will be brought down." Xu Qingluo snorted, "If the son doesn't teach, it's the father's fault. Who made him have such a son who deserves to die!"

    All three nodded.

    They agree with this point of view.

    In this world, this concept is also deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

    The son made a mistake, and as a father, he must be responsible, especially for such vicious things¡ª¡ª

    Ning Zhenzhen took Xie Yunhao and quickly caught up with the fourteen black-robed old men.

    The fourteen people were divided into three rows, fourteen and six, like fourteen skeletons wrapped in black robes, and the shapes of bony bones were clearly visible on the black robes.

    Ning Zhenzhen was hanging far away, about 300 meters away, and did not approach.

    When they get close, they have to use secret techniques to escape. About 300 meters is just right. It is dangerous if they are close, but it is unnecessary if they are far away.

    The fourteen black-robed old man finally stopped in a green bamboo forest, turned his head and glanced at the two of them, ignoring them.

    "Miss Mo, you said that they are old and are still great masters. They should be greedy for life and afraid of death. How dare they come here?"

    "Maybe Dayun's reward is generous enough."

    "What kind of reward is there that can make their fourteen great masters come to die?"

    "It is estimated that it has some influence on Xuanmengzong.Even though Ning Zhenzhen and Xie Yunhao were far apart, even if there was a spell of purifying the heart, they still felt the eardrums being knocked hard, and the rumbling sounded like thunder rolling in the ears.

    "Amitabha!" The eight middle-aged monks shouted at the same time in a low voice, as if the voice came from the nine heavens.

    The two voices merged.

    "Bang bang bang bang!"

    Fourteen black-robed old men flew out one after another, sprayed bloody arrows in the air, and fell heavily into the bamboo forest.

    Xie Yunhao was dumbfounded, he didn't expect the monk Yuande and the others to be so fierce.

    There is no bloodshed.

    Ning Zhenzhen watched intently.

    She looked solemn, but not happy, because she found that Yuande's expression did not relax, but became more dignified.

    She looked at the fourteen old men in black robes who had fallen in the bamboo forest.

    After they sprayed out a blood arrow, they didn't feel weak, but their eyes were brighter and brighter.

    The divine monk Yuande clasped his palms together, and Chao Ning bowed to them.

    Ning Zhenzhen gritted his teeth, and his figure flashed three times. The blue shadow had already crossed more than 300 meters, and landed beside fourteen black-robed old men, with palms fluttering.

    Flying like a jade butterfly, it lightly knocked two black-robed old men into the air, and then flashed again, knocking two more into the air.

    "Amitabha!" The monk Yuande proclaimed the Buddha's name again.

    The sound of the Buddha's name became deeper and deeper, as if the heaven and the earth were ringing.

    "Amitabha!" The high-pitched and agitated Buddha's name followed, matching his Buddha's name, filling the space between heaven and earth.

    Ning Zhenzhen's figure became light, psychedelic, and slow, and the two palms had already easily sent the six people flying.

    In the blink of an eye, only four old men in black robes were left missing.

    Seeing this, the four old men in black robes turned around and left, but Ning Zhenzhen overtook them.

    "Amitabha!" The voices of the divine monk Yuande and the other eight monks sounded at the same time, making the four black-robed old men stagnate.

    Immediately they were sent flying by Ning Zhenzhen.

    Ning Zhen really flashed and returned to Xie Yunhao's side.

    The divine monk Yuande fluttered to Ning Zhenzhen, while the other eight monks went to clean up the old men in black robes who had fallen to the ground.

    "Thank you Mo benefactor." Yuande monk Heshi solemnly thanked him.

    Ning Zhenzhen smiled lightly: "The little girl is just icing on the cake, Master Yuande has worked hard."

    Divine Monk Yuande shook his head quietly: "Without Donor Mo, I'm afraid it will take a lot of trouble."

    The crouching dragon sound of Damiaolian Temple specializes in restraining this kind of spiritual magic.

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