Invasion of the martial arts world

Chapter 211 Saving People and Killing Wan'an Temple
"Of course I save them, but I won't do it in vain. The morals of the rivers and lakes depend on the situation. If they don't squeeze out their surplus value, it will be useless for me to let the Houtuqi brothers dig the tunnel for three months." Chen Mo laughed.

Yang Xiao nodded and stepped back, but after a while Zhu Changling, who was supposed to die a long time ago but was rescued by Chen Mo, walked in with a smile on his face. He walked into the hall and said happily:
"Master, the tunnel has been dug to the bottom of the tower, and we can start tonight."

Chen Mo nodded and said:
"Okay, remember, as soon as the person is rescued, the passage will be blocked. Today is the time for me to take action."

Zhu Changling had already stepped back, and Xiao Zhao gently rubbed Chen Mo's shoulders. Both of them were quiet and did not make a sound. Xiao Zhao was still a little girl, and Chen Mo only regarded her as someone close to him and had no evil intentions. After so long, Chen Mo Xiao Zhao cared deeply about her and treated Chen Mo as a relative.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Chen Mo asked Xiao Zhao to pack up. If there was an accident, everyone had to leave Dadu quickly, otherwise they would be surrounded by a large army. He could still escape alone, but it would not be so safe with a large group of people.

Not long after night fell, Chen Mo changed into a black tights, with a narrow sword hanging from his waist, and groped towards the back door of Wan'an Temple. He looked at the brightly lit temples. All the elites walking and patrolling here were Yuanbing elites, but there were no monks. See you.

Chen Mo soon turned to the outside of a brightly lit hall and looked at the patrolling people around him who were taking a detour. Zhao Min's familiar voice came from inside and said:

"Miss Zhou, now that the head of your sect has disappeared, I heard that you are the most skilled person in Emei Middle School, why don't you compete with my subordinates?"

Chen Mo looked in through the window. Zhao Min was sitting on a soft couch. On his right was Lu Zhangke, one of the Xuanming elders who plotted against him outside Zhenwu Hall. On the other side was a scarred man. Toutuo, behind Zhou Zhiruo, were guarded by two tall monks.

Seeing that there are only so few people inside, Chen Mo's mouth twitched slightly. He rarely does things if he is not sure, just like now, the lower part of the pagoda has been opened, and Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao and others have personally rescued people. It is estimated that they have already started to act at this moment. At this moment, Zhou Zhiruo, who was timid but determined, looked at Zhao Min and said:

"Emei sect's swordsmanship, although it can't be said to be a great unique skill, is after all the martial arts of the Zhengmen sect in the Central Plains, and the shameless people of the Fanbang Hulu can't steal it."

Chen Mo's heart suddenly moved. To be honest, he always felt that Zhou Zhiruo's schemes were vicious at the end of the book, but when he thought about it carefully, all the faults were Zhang Wuji's. Mingjiao is in an uprising and takes Zhao Min all the way around;
Although Zhao Min betrayed the Tatar court because of love, she killed so many heroes and even plotted against Shaolin Wudang with great viciousness. It is really strange that he would fall in love with this woman.

It is said that national hatred can last for thousands of years. Zhang Wuji was not taught these things since he was a child, and he probably never thought about the tens of thousands of righteous men from the Central Plains who died directly at the hands of Zhao Min. Maybe some people would justify it as their own power There is nothing wrong with doing things, so why is the hatred of the little devil remembered?

Chen Mo is a person who holds grudges. He is unwilling to let go of personal hatred easily, let alone such a major event with ethnic hatred. He is now the leader of Mingjiao. Although this is only his status in the mission world, he understands that he is involved What we want is a world with the same historical plot development as the reality but different;

Zhao Min is beautiful and smart, but it is a sharp knife aimed at all ethnic groups in the Central Plains by the Tartars, a knife full of blood of righteous men who resisted the tyranny of the Tartars.

Zhou Zhiruo plotted against Zhang Wuji, plotted against Zhao Min, plotted against the Golden Retriever Lion King, but she did not seek refuge or collude with the Tatars, flirt with each other, and was never afraid of fighting the Tartars. Even if she poisoned, she only targeted a small group of special targets. Chen Mo's intention to kill Zhou Zhiruo was much less, but if the other party provoked him, he would not let go of the kill mission.

After Chen Mo thought about it for a while, Zhao Min pointed at Zhou Zhiruo's jade-like face with a sharp sword in his hand and said:
"Miss Zhou is a pretty beauty. What would happen if you had dozens of scars on your face like my Master Ku?"

Zhou Zhiruo looked at Kutoutuo, and her face changed drastically when she saw his ugly face. She said in a trembling voice:
"just kill me."

Zhao Min said darkly:

"It's a pity to kill you, I will gently slash your delicate face with a sword."

As he spoke, the sharp sword in Zhao Min's hand swiped towards Zhou Zhiruo's pretty face. At the same time, Chen Mo swung his body and hit the window lattice. He reached out with his hands on the vests of the two monks lined up and grabbed Zhou Zhiruo behind him.

"It's you."

When Zhao Min saw Chen Mo, he screamed in shock and backed away, and Lu Zhangke was also anxious, knowing that it was not Chen Mo's opponent, so he slapped his palms silently.

If the deer sticker used to fight hard in Chen Mo's hand, it is estimated that Chen Mo would not be able to do anything to him, but now Chen Mo's strongest is the sword. Seeing the deer sticker wave his palm, the narrow sword belt in Chen Mo's hand With a sneering sound, he stabbed up with a cold light.

Ku Toutuo at the side also swung his palm with a whimper, and Chen Mo pulled and pulled with one palm, and the palm that was stronger than Ku Toutuo was also taken to turn in one direction like a blow to Luzhangke's vest.

"Boom."

Ku Toutuo hit Luzhangke with both palms, and saw Luzhangke spit out pieces of broken internal organs with his mouth wide open. He looked at his palms dumbfounded, no matter how powerful he was, this blow could not kill Deer stick off.

Chen Mo stared at Ku Toutuo with a slight smile and said:

"Fan Yaoyou, you don't need to pretend to be dumb. I am here to save people today. I don't want you to die in vain under my hands."

After Chen Mo's words fell, Ku Toutuo's face changed and before he opened his mouth, Zhao Min, who had learned countless martial arts but was not good at internal strength, flew up, and the sharp sword in his hand turned into two swift lights and shadows, stabbing at the left and right. To Chen Mo's Jianjing point.

"Out of control."

Chen Mo gave a low shout, and flicked the long sword in Zhao Min's hand with his fingers, the sharp sword broke and shot out with a jingling sound, but Zhao Min couldn't help but waved his small hand to pat Chen Mo's dantian.

The enemy is the enemy, Zhao Min's beauty can be regarded as comparable to that of Zhou Zhiruo, but Chen Mo is not interested in these two beauties, let alone have much affection, Zhao Min's palm is still in the air, and Ku Toutuo shouted loudly:
"Don't kill her."

Ku Toutuo is Fan Yao, the bright right envoy of the Ming Sect, but he is the master of Princess Zhao Min. Chen Mo didn't blame the Ku Toutuo sect's enemy, because he was lurking here anyway, and even ruined his handsome face for this matter. .

　Harvesting sweet potatoes means digging out sweet potatoes from the ground. You can make starch vermicelli or steam them. If you eat them half-cooked, you will end up with too much.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)