I Really Don’t Want To Be a Natural Disaster

The world is busy, and the sea of ​​people is vast.

From time to time, Jian Nanchun walked in the world with the name of Tianjianmen, and saw too many, too many, and too many people of all kinds.

He shouldn't have had an impression of two children passing by after a week.

But that day,

That street,

In that rain,

That punch,

It left a deep impression on Jian Nanchun.

So that every time it rained heavily, he would recall the fear of destruction of the egg.

After he recognized Yi Lin,

Subconsciously pinched the leg,

Even if there is no pain in the legs anymore,

But somehow, looking at this innocent face, he felt a faint pain there again.

"why you?"

Jian Nanchun was in a bad mood and asked sternly.

After recognizing Yi Lin, Jian Nanchun raised Wang Xiaohu in his hand by a few centimeters. By the way, he also recognized Wang Xiaohu.

It turned out to be these two boys.

After careful consideration, Jian Nanchun felt that something was wrong.

It was a peaceful meeting, but when we met at this moment, why did it feel a little bit more conspiracy theory?

Yi Lin lowered his head and replied in a calm tone: "I said it was a coincidence. The gods must not believe it."

Jian Nanchun was about to ask.

The iceberg beauties, whom Jian Nanchun called "Junior Sister", had a pair of beautiful crescent eyebrows with slightly furrowed eyebrows. They used an unsentimental, uncomfortable sound like bone spurs on their buttocks, and asked in a cold voice, "Chang Daqing Where is the princess."

Jian Nanchun's attention instantly moved away from the origins of Yi Lin and Wang Xiaohu. Facing the question of the younger sister, Jian Nanchun replied calmly: "Don't worry, younger sister, you don't need to worry about the safety of Daqing Princess. "

"lead the way."

From beginning to end, the younger sister didn't look at Yi Lin and Wang Xiaohu.

"Then they?"

Jian Nanchun shook Wang Xiaohu in his hand.

"whatever."

Junior sister is obviously angry.

Jian Nanchun used the expression, tone, and eyes of the younger sister to fill up the emotions of the younger sister.

Suddenly, Jian Nanchun thought for a while, and before asking clearly, it was not good to let them go like this, so he held one in his hand, and walked towards the Golden Temple in a gust of wind.

Senior Sister Bingshan followed. Before she took off on the spot, Yi Lin noticed that the woman raised her hand gently, and a gust of wind blew by. The fire that was blown out in the woods was extinguished all at once, avoiding one. The tragic wildfire.

"This is the ability of a high-level monk?"

Yi Lin remained silent, pretending to be a good boy, and was held by Jian Nanchun in his hands. But he was secretly observing the two of them, pondering their personalities.

Now it was smoothly connected to the Heavenly Sword Gate. Whether this connection was good or bad, Yi Lin couldn't say for sure at this moment. But after all, it was hooked up, right? This was a good start, and then Yi Lin decided to act according to the circumstances and let's take a look.

"How did you get caught?"

Yi Lin was carried by the collar, and he simply rode the "Jiannanchun" ride, holding his hands in peace of mind, and chatting with Wang Xiaohu next to him.

"Brother Lin, didn't I think about it, go to the chivalrous spirit to save people?"

Wang Xiaohu's failure to act for the first time out of the arena is full of frustration written on his face.

Chivalry and righteousness?

Yi Lin was taken aback.

He still wanted to ask something. Two masters, Jian Nanchun and Junior Bingshan, flew to the top of the mountain in the blink of an eye. Jian Nanchun casually threw them aside, and left a sentence: "You stay here at ease, and I will enter the temple with junior sister. , Wait a minute, I have something to ask you."

Jian Nanchun glanced at Yi Lin, with no joy or sorrow on his face, turned around and took the younger sister to find the princess.

In his mind, business matters are naturally more important.

As for Yi Lin and Wang Xiaohu, they couldn't overcome any storms, so let's leave them aside.

Inside the Golden Temple, corpses were everywhere, and the smell of blood followed the mountain breeze into the nose of the two.

After Jian Nanchun and the other two were half-floating and forced to enter the Golden Temple, Yi Lin asked Wang Xiaohu calmly, and finally understood the cause and effect of the whole incident.

original.

Starting that day, Wang Xiaohu obeyed Yi Lin's command, staying in the grass, watching the changes.

But he didn't understand the actual situation at all, and he didn't know that there were other people in the grass.

Wang Xiaohu didn't even bring dry food or fresh water in his luggage.

He was hungry for two days, and when he was thirsty, he sucked the dew from the leaves, so that Wang Xiaohu survived.

Just now, shortly after nightfall, Wang Xiaohu finally couldn't help it, but he didn't know where Yi Lin was, so he dazzled his legs and climbed up towards the Golden Temple.

It’s also a real loss to Wang Xiaohu, who has grown up strong and talented since he was a child. After being hungry for two days, he forced him to take a breath and climb the mountain alive.

After working hard to climb to the gate of the Golden Temple, Wang Xiaohu finally lived in Bengbu, and when he rolled his eyes, he was hungry and fainted.

Several monks were patrolling at the gate of the Golden Temple and found Wang Xiaohu who was hungry on the side of the road. The monk was merciful and carried Wang Xiaohu into the temple, fed food and fresh water, and made Wang Xiaohu come alive.

The monks from the Dali Temple know in their hearts, and of course they know that they are under siege. Among the monks of Dali Temple, one of the most respected monks came to interrogate him, but he kept his arms crossed. Somehow he fell in love with Wang Xiaohu, and persuaded Wang Xiaohu, "Hong Chen is a sea of ​​bitterness, and the sea of ​​bitterness is boundless, so I can only take refuge in my Buddha's place. It can be liberated", the implication is to persuade Wang Xiaohu to become a monk, become a glorious monk, and become a monk who does not occupy the flesh.

Later, while righteously rejecting the painstaking and kindness of the eminent monk, Wang Xiaohu directly tapped and learned to throw stones at Yi Lin to ask for directions, and asked about the current dilemma of Dali Temple. Wang Xiaohu, who was grateful to the monks for their kindness, became proud and decided to help the monks tide over the difficulties.

And a few hours later, there was a scene of a hundred people attacking the mountain.

Using the grenades given by Yi Lin, Wang Xiaohu exploded everywhere and cooperated with the Buddhist techniques of the monks, and he actually made a **** path.

But Wang Xiaohu is an ordinary person after all. In this chaotic situation, it is difficult to make a final decision. The monks of Dali Temple are in the chaos, and the deaths and injuries are terrible.

Then, Jian Nanchun came out with pressure and easily controlled the situation. In the future, the offender would die under the sword with his fingers.

"Brother Lin, the whole thing is like this."

Wang Xiaohu still felt a little uncomfortable thinking of the deaths of the monks. Even after he was out of danger, he shook his head and sighed, but he still didn't have the slightest sense of relief on his face.

He finally experienced it personally once, "The rivers and lakes are sinister, the sword has no eyes" in the story of Uncle Niu.

Listening to the story narrated by Wang Xiaohu himself, Yi Lin felt like he was listening to a story.

Ah this?

Wang Xiaohu's three-day experience is so touching and heart-stirring?

If placed elsewhere, wouldn't it be a proper protagonist experience?

It seems a little outrageous.

But Yi Lin also understood why the Voldemorts who planned to attack the Golden Temple suddenly couldn't squat and started to do it.

It turned out to be because of Wang Xiaohu.

They squatted for three days, and they were already at the stage of mutual vigilance. Unexpectedly, Wang Xiaohu didn't follow the rules and rushed up by himself. This of course made them unable to squat, so a total offensive occurred at the same time. And in the midst of mutual suspicion, one side suspected that the other side didn't follow the rules, and the other side suspected that the other side didn't talk about martial ethics, it eventually evolved into a situation of fighting each other.

Yi Lin wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh a bit.

at this time.

There was a sound of footsteps from the temple, and Yi Lin stopped talking to Wang Xiaohu immediately, and turned to the direction where the footsteps came from.

I saw Jian Nanchun and Junior Sister Bingshan walking out.

The two walked side by side, their clothes fluttering, a bit of a fairy-style couple.

And immediately behind them, there was an old monk with a gleam on his bald forehead. Only empty eye sockets remained in his left eye~www.readwn.com~, blood was still dripping outside, and he walked forward. While wrapping gauze around his eyes casually, he covered the wound in the eye.

Next to the old monk, there was a white and pure little monk who looked fifteen or sixteen years old and laughed, with clean brows and red lips and white teeth, but his forehead was not like an ordinary monk with a ring scar, which looked a bit nondescript. In the hands of the little monk, holding a brocade cloth bag tightly, no one can see that this cloth bag is very important to him.

Seeing the old monk coming out, Wang Xiaohu first shrank behind Yi Lin subconsciously, then reacted, took the initiative to meet him, and said with concern: "Master Withered Leaf, are your eyes okay?"

When Wang Xiaohu greeted him.

Yi Lin's gaze fell on the face of the little monk beside Master Dead Leaf.

While Yi Lin was looking at the little monk, the little monk also noticed Yi Lin's gaze and stared at each other.

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