Calamity Crown

The old Taoist has a true temperament, and when he said this, his eyes were red.

The old monk recited the Buddha's name silently.

Why is he afraid?

Isn't it because of these?

Envious, but not one step forward.

Practicing Zen meditation and martial arts is enough for him.

"Amitabha."

Thinking about it, the old monk clasped his hands together again and bowed towards the door of the boxing gym, which made the old Taoist frowned.

"Vulture, what the hell are you doing?"

"Old Niubi, have you noticed that Li Yuan's benefactor is a bit like Axiu?"

"It's not the face, it's the temperament."

The old monk reminded.

"It's kind of like that."

"It should be because of practicing swordsmanship. Don't say some unlucky things—I told you that I was me back then, and my friend was my friend. The couple are fine, and they won't see each other for decades. .”

The old Taoist nodded first, and then warned the old monk.

He especially hated the old monk.

Not just a striker.

Also playing tricks.

The old monk smiled and said nothing, as if he was sure of winning.

The old Taoist curled his lips.

"Bald!"

After saying this, the old Taoist began to get down to business.

He agreed to Goethe.

The speed of the old monk is not slow.

At this time, Goethe and the female swordsman were wandering in Luteng City hand in hand. The two of them had no destination.

Eat while walking.

Eat and walk.

When they came to a movie theater, the two looked at each other and smiled with a tacit understanding.

They chose a horror movie tacitly.

This is what couples should do.

Nothing to do with posture.

Holding a pile of snacks and drinking two large buckets of fat house water, Goethe and the female swordsman quietly sat in the back row of the cinema.

After about ten minutes——

"what!"

hum!

The female swordsman stared wide-eyed, looked at the movie screen, and let out a horrified scream, then sheathed the long knife, and the 10-meter-long blade was caught in the knife's energy and split the cinema screen in two. Break through the wall and go straight to the sky.

Suddenly, the cinema was silent.

Chapter 82 I'm a pure talker

Zote and the theater manager were talking in low tones.

The female swordsman rarely blushed, even her ears were red.

awkward!

So embarrassing!

The female swordsman almost used her toes to dig out three rooms and two halls on the ground.

She didn't know the movie was so scary.

Seeing that terrifying thing emerging, she swung a knife completely instinctively.

By the time he reacted, it was already too late.

Daomang carries Dao Qi, which has already broken through the sky.

"Is that the fighter?"

"It's a girl!"

"Amazing!"

"If only I was this good!"

The people around were pointing and pointing not far away. Although most of the words were praises, the female swordsman became more and more embarrassed-"Li Yuan who was scared to draw her sword after watching a horror movie"!

She could already imagine this name appearing on her head.

Moreover, in the next ten years, or even longer, it will become the talk of others after dinner.

If it's normal, nothing yet.

The female swordsman didn't care at all.

In other words, for any swordsman, the rumors and gossips around him are just a group of pumpkins talking to themselves. If you want to hear it, you can listen to it. If you don’t want to hear it, you can just chop it up.

However, it is different now!

Xie Wan!

When the female swordsman thought of this competitor, her heart tightened.

She could already imagine what the other party would do.

Maybe not outspoken.

But in the dark there will be a lot of hype.

Then, when it accumulates to a certain level, it becomes the straw that breaks the camel's back.

How to do?

The female swordsman thought shyly and anxiously.

At this time, Goethe took her hand.

"pass it to me."

As Goethe said, he walked towards Zote and the cinema manager.

"nailed it."

"As long as the compensation is based on the price."

"Moreover, you can go to the safety committee for reimbursement after you get the invoice - as a very special fighter in Luteng City, Goethe, you have the right to do so."

Zote said with a smile, with a relaxed face.

To be honest, Zote has dealt with a lot of difficult things.

But like today?

See you for the first time.

accident?

It was really an accident, and he never thought that such an accident would happen to fighters watching horror movies.

Literally the first time ever.

Is it easy to fix?

It's easy.

Just lose money.

To the safety committee, this was nothing at all. If it wasn't because the procedure didn't allow it, he was going to take the money directly from the safety committee.

"Do you have a brush?"

Goethe looked at the theater manager with a smile.

"Of course, just wait!"

The theater manager, who already knew Goethe's identity, replied respectfully.

After about 5 minutes, the brush with ink appeared.

Goethe picked up the brush and stained it with ink, and went straight to the torn curtain, and wrote a sentence in the words "hometown".

Zuo Te was shocked when he saw this font.

Book from heaven!

Goethe actually wrote a line of scripture here.

Although the theater manager didn't know about the 'Book of Heaven', as a theater manager, he was very good at observing words and expressions. After seeing Zuo Te's expression, he knew it was a big deal.

Immediately, the theater manager began to greet the security guards.

And, immediately take a photo of the text and send it to your boss.

After Goethe finished writing, he directly returned the brush to the other party, greeted Zuo Te, and pulled the female swordsman away.

Get out of the theater and into the crowd.

The female swordsman was moved.

"Goethe, you don't have to be like this."

"Although I would be a little ashamed, isn't it a bit too wasteful to divert everyone's attention with a line of 'Book from Heaven'?"

"Not worth it."

What the female swordsman said was not worth it, but the smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't be hidden no matter what.

woman.

It's just that duplicity.

Goethe was well aware of this.

Therefore, he did not argue on this issue.

Instead ask directly.

"Do you know what I wrote?"

"What did you write?"

Seeing Goethe's mysterious appearance, the female swordsman also became curious.

Goethe tilted his head and approached the female swordsman's ear, and said in a very low voice——

"Everything in the world is bitter, but you are the only one who smells like strawberries."

The female swordsman was stunned.

She stood there in a daze, the emotion on her face could no longer be suppressed.

Even the eye sockets were flushed.

The female swordsman was almost uncontrollable, she hugged Goethe and kissed Goethe.

woman.

It's just so sensual.