Tianfenbao

Chapter 145 How many floors does one bag of rice have to carry?

Chapter 145 How many floors to carry a bag of rice
In front of his father-in-law and persecuting his daughter so much, Linghu Chong really deserves to be a model of a prodigal son, and in today's terms he is a scumbag.

What Linghu Chong said was chic, but it was hard to break Ren Yingying. One side was her favorite person, and the other side was her father. Ren Yingying really couldn't choose.

This kind of problem is simply the problem of the century, just like "my mother and girlfriend fell into the water at the same time, who should be saved first?", so cheating.

"Brother Chong, why don't you join the Sun Moon God Sect. With my father's protection, Master Fang Zheng won't do anything to you." Ren Yingying frowned and thought for a long time, thinking she had thought of a solution that would be the best of both worlds.

Ren Yingying seems to have been in the arena for decades, but she is actually a rookie in the arena.When she wandered through the rivers and lakes, she was accompanied by a green bamboo man who escorted her. Her father was free to do what she wanted, and Dongfang Bubai took good care of her. She is playing a game of rivers and lakes.

Because, regardless of black or white, who would dare to risk offending Ren Wuxing, Dongfang Bubai, and the Sun Moon God Sect to embarrass her?Moreover, Ren Yingying was used to being superior, Linghu Chong suddenly asked her to make a life choice, and Ren Yingying, who usually seemed to act decisively, was a little at a loss.

"Sure enough, Yingying still chose his father first. It's just a quirk of God's will." Linghu Chong's expression changed instantly, and he thought to himself.

"Miss Ren, are you sure? With your father Ren Woxing's protection, Master Fangzheng will not do anything to me? Fang Sheng, Master Fangzheng's junior brother, I chopped off his head and hung it on the flagpole. The lightning has turned into coke!" Linghu Chong said with a fake smile while suppressing the grief in his heart.

"And even if Master Ren saved me, Miss Ren really thought it was because of your pleading, because I am your sweetheart, it's just that you are being sentimental, Master Ren wants to protect me, it's not because of these eyes, "Linghu Chong pointed to his own eyes and said, "With these eyes, the poison of the Three Corpse Brain Pill can be detoxified. Master Ren will definitely rely on me and use the detoxification of the Three Corpse Brain Pill as a temptation to lure Make your followers of the Sun Moon God Sect work for them."

"In the final analysis, Master Ren is only for himself!" Linghu Chong said coldly, then untied the flagon from his waist, and took a sip of wine.

"Brother Chong, I..." Ren Yingying looked at Ren Woxing and then at Linghu Chong, feeling extremely conflicted.

"Forget it, don't call me Brother Chong anymore, call me Linghu Shaoxia or Linghu Chong, your entanglement in your heart means that you don't love me deeply, if you really love me, you will stand by my side without hesitation, instead of swaying left and right , I'm at a loss!" Linghu Chong said flatly, with a feeling in his heart that nothing is worse than death.

"But Brother Chong, it's not that I don't love you, it's just that your life is at stake right now, and only by joining my divine sect can you get rid of the danger of your life..."

"Are you asking me to betray the master? There are my beloved junior sisters in the master, as well as sister Yilin from Mount Heng, sister Liu Qing from Mount Heng, and Qu Feiyan... Besides, you really think I haven't made a comeback Is there a chance? Since I, Linghu Chong, dare to stand here, it means I have my trump card."

"What cards does Brother Chong have?" Ren Yingying's face immediately turned cloudy, and a smile appeared on her face.

It's a pity that Ren Yingying's smile seemed absolutely ironic to Fangzheng.

"Master Fangzheng, don't fall for Linghu Chong's tricks!" Ren Woxing said hastily.

"Linghu Chong, you don't need to show off your clumsy plan." Fangzheng looked at Linghu Chong coldly, and said in a deep voice.

"Don't worry, my hole card is coming soon..." Linghu Chong didn't look at Ren Woxing and Fangzheng at all, his eyes were still fixed on Ren Yingying, and he said softly: "Yingying, I will let you make the final choice again. On my side, or on your father's side?"

"Then my father?" Ren Yingying's face turned from joy to worry again.

"Don't worry, he is my father-in-law anyway. I guarantee that he will have someone to rely on for the rest of his life, and he will spend the rest of his life safely." Linghu Chong said solemnly.

"Brother Chong, I choose you!" Ren Yingying immediately stood beside Linghu Chong.

"Teacher, discipline your daughter well." Fangzheng said in a cold voice with displeasure.

"Fangzheng Hu Mo, it's better to discipline your devil son and grandson first..." Linghu Chong laughed.

As soon as Linghu Chong finished speaking, a monk ran in from outside the mountain gate. The monk was covered in blood and had a broken arm. The monk ran to Fang Zheng's side, and fell to the ground with a "plop~" , cried bitterly and roared: "Abbot, our martial arts secret books have been taken away, and the Buddhist scriptures have been burned!"

Fangzheng and Ren Woxing hurriedly looked down the mountain, and saw thick smoke rising from somewhere at the foot of the mountain, showing the intensity of the fire.

Hearing this, Fangzheng staggered, his eyes darkened, and he almost fell to the ground. The successive blows made him spit out a big mouthful of blood.

"So ruthless! This is the root of Shaolin!" Ren Woxing stared at Linghu Chong with wide eyes, shocked in his heart, and felt sincere admiration for Linghu Chong's ruthlessness. There are not many people in this world who he admires. Now Linghu Chong is going to be added.

The most important thing for a sect is inheritance. The inheritance of this sect with religious beliefs in Shaolin is martial arts and Buddhist scriptures. Martial arts and Buddhist scriptures complement each other and are the root cause of Shaolin's prosperity. Now, martial arts secret books have been robbed and Buddhist scriptures have been burned to the ground. , Fang Sheng was beheaded by Linghu Chong, if Fang Zheng and the middle and senior management of Shaolin die again, Shaolin will completely decline...

Thinking about it carefully, Ren Woxing couldn't help but shudder!
"But Lan Fenghuang, Patriarch of the Yellow River, Ji Wushi and others led the Five Elements Flag to set fire?" Ren Woxing asked hastily.

The monk who came to report the letter also had some knowledge, and quickly shouted: "It's not them, it's Lin Zhennan!"

"Lin Zhennan?" When Ren Woxing heard that it was Lin Zhennan, he subconsciously thought of the evil sword manual, and even remembered the years when he was beaten by the society when he was just released from prison.

"How could it be him? With just Lin Zhennan, how can he be the opponent of my Shaolin left-behind monk soldiers?!" Fang Zheng asked sharply after he had recovered his breath.

"Lin Zhennan didn't make a move. The people who did it were people brought by Lin Zhennan. Those people have strange swordsmanship, ghostly figure, and vicious viciousness. When they make a move, they are killing moves. They don't leave anyone alive. The brothers who guard the scriptures can't stop them at all. They were killed one after another! From the perspective of my disciples, these people who robbed me of my martial arts secret books and burned my Buddhist scriptures are all people who have practiced evil swordsmanship."

"Xianyue Gate!"

Fangzheng and Ren Woxing are extremely smart people. After connecting all the clues together, it is easy to judge that all this is behind the ghost of Xianyuemen.

The two looked at Linghu Chong with scrutiny in their eyes.

"The head of the Xianyue Sect... No, it is Yang Xin who is the master of the Xianyue Sect. Dare I ask Young Hero Linghu if Yang Xin has arrived?" Fangzheng's eyes were filled with unforgettable hatred, and his teeth were gritted like "giggle~ "Ring, asked in a cold voice.

"It's already here."

"where is it?"

"Heaven!" Linghu Chong pointed to the sky.

"At this moment, young hero Linghu still wants to humiliate others?" Fang Zheng was so angry that his face turned red, and he could no longer maintain the image of a dignified monk.

"My Grand Master Uncle is an immortal. All I do is according to Grand Master's orders." Linghu Chong said indifferently, and then pointed to the crow on his shoulder, and the crow dissipated like a puff of white smoke instantly.

"Whether you believe it or not, he is there. Linghu Chong, the great disciple of Huashan Hall of Xianyue Sect, please show up." Linghu Chong shouted loudly towards the sky.

As soon as Linghu Chong finished speaking, a wild, domineering, grand, evil, and cruel voice suddenly sounded in the sky... a voice like the presence of a god.

Rituals!

"Naruto", Payne's music resounded through the sky and the earth...

"How many floors does a bag of rice carry!"

(End of this chapter)

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