Martial Arts: Lin Shiyin beats him at the beginning

This way you can see it more clearly. "

With that said, Lian Xing unfolded the scroll.

Hang a picture of yourself on the wall.

"Pity for the Stars" unfolds slowly.

Yaoyue's expression also changed accordingly.

Even the arrogant and cold Yaoyue had to nod in admiration.

"The painting is really beautiful.

This poem is also good.

The sky and night are as cool as water..."

Seeing this, Yaoyue couldn't help but think of it.

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Chapter 332 How many masters in Shaolin Temple?

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The character added to the painting is myself.

that would be nice.

If Bai Wuyou painted pictures for himself, what poems would he write for himself?

Yaoyue looked at "Pity for the Stars" obsessively,

caught in a fantasy.

A tender sound awakened Yaoyue from fantasy.

"Sister? Sister!"

Yao Yue woke up suddenly, and turned to look at Lian Xing with a shy face.

"You're looking for death, why are you shouting so loudly?!"

Yaoyue was a little upset that Lianxing interrupted her fantasy.

Lianxing smiled and said:

"People are shy!"

"Why are you shy?"

"Sister, you have been staring at her portrait, she is naturally shy!"

Yaoyue was speechless and couldn't help stretching out her fist.

Lightly hammered Lian Xing's head.

"Hmph, not only do I want to watch, I also want to play!"

Accompanied by "[-]" Lian Xing's coquettish call.

The lights go out.

There was a sound of laughter and slapstick.

……

Bai Wuyou slept alone in the guest room.

Tongue licked the corner of his mouth.

Ok.

Endless aftertaste.

Very sweet.

I can't help but think of this trip to Huashan.

I had a lot of fun.

Not only that, but a new tourism project has also been developed.

That is the upcoming tour of Shaolin Temple.

Fortunately, Shaolin Temple is also on the way to Song Dynasty.

It's not a waste of time to go all the way.

It's only the beginning of May.

There is still some time before Huang Rong's birthday, June [-]th.

More than enough time.

By noon tomorrow, we will be ready to leave.

Go to Shaolin Temple.

Sleep in the Huashan guest room.

Bai Wuyou didn't have the heart to sign up for the lottery draw.

After all, the lottery is such an intimate matter.

When I was still in Baiyuan in Xijing, I only felt a sense of ritual when I smoked in my bedroom.

Also more secure.

Outside, Bai Wuyou decided to save everything.

When they return to Xijing Baiyuan in July, they will be drawn uniformly.

Have a wild draw day.

Isn't it beautiful?

After yawning, Bai Wuyou felt sleepy.

Began to fall asleep deeply.

……

"Junior Sister, the disciples haven't returned yet, and the Huashan School still needs you to help Shan'er manage it.

You don't have to go to Shaolin Temple this time. "

The foot of Mount Huashan.

Yue Buqun said to the disappointed Ning Zhong.

Ning Zhong's tone was a little low:

"Alright, brother, then you must be careful on this trip."

Yue Buqun smiled and nodded:

"Don't worry, sister, I will be careful."

Suppressing his nausea, Yue Buqun pulled out the hand that was held by Ning Zhongze.

Last night, it was hard to fool Ning Zhongze.

Not letting Ningzhong discover the fact that he has left the palace.

This time I went to Shaolin Temple, it was even more impossible to bring Ning Zhongze with me.

Otherwise, as time goes on, Ning Zhongze will definitely discover the clues.

Today's Yue Buqun has not successfully practiced the Evil Resisting Sword Manual.

Not yet strong enough to tell the truth to Ning Zhong.

Wait until I have mastered my swordsmanship and become the leader of the martial arts.

Who would dare to laugh at himself if he was not in the palace?

Yue Lingshan looked at Bai Wuyou with a look of reluctance on her face:

"Master Bai, don't you want to stay a few days longer?

There are still many places in Huashan that you haven't visited yet. "

Bai Wuyou smiled slightly, and patted Yue Lingshan's little head:

"Don't worry, there will be a long time to come.

If you have time in the future, you can also come to Xijing to play with us. "

Lin Shiyin and Lin Xian'er on the side also nodded and said:

"That's right, Sister Shan'er will come to Xijing when you have time.

At that time, everyone will take you to take a stroll around Xijing City. "

Yue Lingshan smiled, nodded and said with a smile:

"Okay, I remember.

I will work hard, and when I have completely stabilized the Wuyue Sword Sect, I will immediately go to Xijing City. "

Yue Buqun on the side sneered in his heart.

Hmph, wait until the Five Sacred Sword Sect is stable?

Yue Lingshan must have thought too well.

When he achieves his magical skills, he will definitely kill Yue Lingshan and Xiaobailian!

Under the watchful eyes of Yue Lingshan and Ning Zhongze.

A large group of people left Huashan mightily.

Although Master Kongzhi and the disciples of Shaolin Temple have no money.

But the carriages brought are still there.

After all, it is the Shaolin Temple, the master of martial arts in the Ming Dynasty.

A thousand-year-old temple with profound heritage.

It is still affordable to rent a dozen or so carriages.

Yue Buqun and Master Kongzhi sat in the same carriage.

There was the sound of squeaking wheels.

Yue Buqun gasped.

This carriage is too uncomfortable to sit in.

Yue Buqun, who just finished surgery on himself...

The wound has just healed.

After being shocked a few times like this, I suddenly felt some pain.

Master Kongzhi immediately noticed something wrong with Yue Buqun.

He asked:

"Benefactor Yue, your complexion is very bad, is it because you are not feeling well?"