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Volume 3 Human Skin Coat Chapter 518 A Rain

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    Under the starry night, a flash of blood flashed by, and at the same time, a gust of dark wind blew up. After falling on a high hill, a handsome young man looked down at half the mountain from a dark height.  Under the bright lights, the red scar on half of his face looked even more ugly and ferocious.  ≤ People have one face, but he has two. People have one heart, but at this moment, he has two hearts as easily as ordinary people.  The heart was beating, the gloom on half of the face, the sneer on the other half, entangled together, twisting like an evil ghost on a tomb, floating silently, indeed there was a hint of murderous intent.  On the Shu Road, a team of more than a hundred people stopped at a place not far from a ruined temple. It was not until the people investigating in front came back that they saw a big man with thick eyebrows and a giant sword on his back. Then they took the lead and walked over.  A handsome young man with a jade-like face and a plump middle-aged Taoist nun followed closely behind.  Not long after entering Shu, I left Shu again. I didn't notice much about the customs of Shu country along the way. The rain did hit me a few times. At this moment, Wang Dazhu sat on the ground and stopped making any sound. He just stared blankly at the door outside the house.  Drizzle.  After the woman surnamed Pei sat down, she first settled the disciples in the door, then sat down not far from Li Jiansheng, and looked out the door together without saying a word.  "Master, I heard that among the three generations of Kunlun disciples, in terms of cultivation, he must be Senior Brother Mingyuan from Wangyue Peak, but is it true?" The person who said this was an extremely restless disciple in the sect, who was already worried about the Taoist sect.  Kunlun, the leader, has infinite yearning. At this moment, Boredom not only thought of all the rumors about Kunlun in the spiritual world, he said he wanted to ask his master, but in fact, he had already looked at the few Kunlun disciples wearing Kunlun Taoist robes.  Wang Dazhu didn't say anything, and the Kunlun disciples didn't say anything more. Compared with before, after listening to the man's question, they frowned unnoticeably.  "Wang An, you don't know this." A young woman wearing a goose-yellow dress said immediately, then looked at the tall man sitting in the center, and whispered: "I heard that the three generations of Kunlun  Among the disciples, the most outstanding one seems to be named Xu Lin. " "Xu Lin?" The young disciple who was called Wang An seemed a little unfamiliar with this title, and the woman sneered: "Knowledge.  "It's short." But before she could finish her words, Wang Dazhu, who was sitting in the center of the temple hall, suddenly stood up, which immediately startled the little girl. Following him was his own.  The master and a group of disciples with higher cultivation levels all made gestures of drawing swords to fight the enemy. The tense atmosphere made the little girl swallow her saliva.  "If you can't walk a few steps quickly, the rain is about to get heavier." The voice came from outside, it was a bit urgent, but it could be heard clearly in the ears of everyone who was already in the temple.  The woman surnamed Pei frowned slightly. As for Li Jiansheng from Shushan, his starry eyes narrowed slightly and he stared at the door with a sword-like gaze.  Not long after, I saw a young girl, wearing a red cloth plain dress that was already half soaked, running in in a panic, but she was immediately frightened by the wave of people in front of her.  Jumping, I originally wanted to shout to the people behind me, but I couldn't help but swallow it back into my stomach.  Wang Dazhu did not look at this reckless little girl. Instead, he looked behind the little girl as if facing a formidable enemy, but no one appeared.  The little girl seemed a little scared and looked back frequently, already planning to leave the temple. But she looked at the sky, retracted her head, muttered a few times, and sat down at the door.  But Wang Dazhu did not sit down, and neither did the many people standing behind him. They were still waiting for the figure to appear, but the rain was really heavy, and the sky that was still a little bright had long since  The dark clouds are dense and layer upon layer, and only the occasional bursts of lightning and thunder can make the temple brighter, but it actually has a somewhat bleak scene.  After a long time, there was a faint sigh, and at that moment, it seemed that the thunder in the sky had stopped and the cold wind stopped crying. Only then did the figure slowly walk out of the heavy rain.  He stood behind the little girl with an indifferent expression.  Wang Dazhu pursed his lips and stared at the man with a pair of tiger eyes. The woman named Pei behind him had a beautiful posture, and no change in her expression could be seen. On the contrary, it was Li Jiansheng from Shushan, who was as fierce as a gun.  Like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed, it was facing the seemingly weak scholar. ?? Stretching out his hand and holding Er Nizi, the scholar led her to Wang Dazhu, nodded and smiled slightly, but did not say anything, and sat on the floor.  Er Nizi leaned into the scholar's arms with some fear, and secretly looked at Wang Dazhu, who seemed to have frozen his body, with an expression full of curiosity and inquiry.  Wang Dazhu also sat down, side by side with the scholar, looking at the heavy rain outside the door, and at the flashing movie, and did not make a sound for a long time. Only then did the people behind him put away their previous nervousness.  They sat down one after another, but Li Jiansheng was still staring at the scholar's eyes.On the body, the momentum of the whole body did not relax at all.  After being silent for a long time, the scholar took out an apple from his pocket and handed it to Ernizi. However, he turned to look at Wang Dazhu and whispered: "Is there anything to eat?" Wang Dazhu's eyes also fell on him.  He touched the little girl's body, and seeing that she was a little afraid of him, she squeezed out a smile stiffly, then reached into her pocket, took out a large cake, and handed it to Er Nizi, but the little girl didn't dare to take it, and looked at her  Turning to the scholar, seeing the scholar nodding, he took it with both hands and timidly thanked him.  "Senior sister, were you talking about Xu Lin just now?" Seeing that the atmosphere had calmed down, the Taoist disciple named Wang An once again picked up the topic that he had not finished before.  The woman looked at her master and saw that he had no intention of stopping her, so she whispered: "Among the three generations of disciples in Kunlun, this Xu Lin is said to be the latest disciple to enter, but he is the youngest disciple in Kunlun."  The fastest disciple of the sect." Er Nizi glanced at the two people talking over there with some curiosity. When she heard them mentioning Xu Lin's name, she turned to look at the scholar, who smiled and touched her.  Touching her slightly damp hair, Ernizi tore open half of the pie and handed it to the scholar. The scholar took it with a smile and ate it slowly with Ernizi.  "You are the fastest in cultivation, can you already catch up with Mingyuan's cultivation level?" Wang An obviously didn't believe it.  The woman slapped her junior brother on the head and said: "This is called the latecomer taking over, do you understand?" Wang An was a little resentful, but still full of doubts on his face: "I heard that Ming Yuan is in Kunlun, except  There seems to be no one who can keep pace with that Mingluan." The woman curled her lips and said disdainfully: "That's because Xu Lin betrayed Kunlun. Otherwise, Xu Lin would have already become a real person in just a few years.  Who else dares to match the speed of cultivation in the Kunlun Mountains?" "Real Person Realm?" Wang An opened his mouth in disbelief, but at this moment, he coldly snorted: "Shut up!" But it was  A disciple of the Kunlun Sect couldn't stand listening any longer. He stopped shouting and looked coldly at the young scholar sitting side by side with Wang Dazhu.  The scholar smiled nonchalantly, and when he looked back, he saw an unfamiliar face. However, he smiled again, while the Kunlun disciple glared with anger on his face until Wang Dazhu waved his hand.  The Kunlun disciples who were ready to move sat down one by one, but like Li Jiansheng, they locked up their energy and were ready to draw their swords and fight anytime and anywhere.  As for the female disciple who was scolded, and Wang An, although she felt a little confused, the woman thought that the words she had said before were indeed somewhat unreasonable, so she stopped talking and did not dare to say any more. On the contrary, the woman  The woman surnamed Pei looked at the pair's backs curiously, but she didn't know what she was thinking.  And outside the temple, the rain seemed to be falling even harder.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
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