Quick wear: Boss, he always likes her

Since he was going to break into the temple, Tingqiao must have been fully prepared, and asked Tanhai Pavilion for some kerosene and flammable arrows.

Moreover, the wind was so good tonight, as if God was helping her.

With her martial arts, it was easy to evade the inspections of several monks.

The terrain of this mountain is very simple. After listening to the bridge, you will find a winding slope, where you can see the temple.

A monk would come here soon, so she looked at the architectural arrangements in the temple as quickly as possible, then drew her bow and nocked an arrow, which was stained with kerosene.

This first shot, she naturally shot towards the most important Sutra Pavilion in the temple.

She did not stop immediately, but then shot several arrows, each with kerosene on it.

Someone in the temple was immediately alert, but they couldn't keep up with her speed.

After laying out the kerosene, Tingqiao sent all the lit arrows into the temple. The fire suddenly lit up, and in a short time the area around the Sutra Pavilion was as bright as day.

"Fire, fire! Someone come and put out the fire."

"Don't run around! Listen to Fa Cheng's instructions and go fetch water to put out the fire! Your Fa Cheng here really went to the Sutra Pavilion to move books!"

"Monks all go find the thief!"

The monks in the temple began to run to put out the fire. At the same time, the monks also came to Tingqiao and tried to catch people.

Tingqiao just changed its position slightly and lit up the side room where the monk lived in the same way.

She has a good heart and naturally wants them to exercise more.

However, now we are relying on the large number of people to let monks with high martial arts skills catch her.

She laughed, "Haven't you discovered it yet?"

The monk who was fetching water to put out the fire began to feel dizzy and weak.

This fire is not that simple!

"Brother, this fire belt is poisonous!"

"what?!"

"Everyone, good luck with your internal strength to resist!"

In this situation, the monks were unable to deal with her. Even the monks who were patrolling the surroundings had to go and put out the fire.

Because this poison is specially designed to deal with people with low internal strength.

Those monks who have not practiced martial arts will only be corroded by the poison in the fire, causing their bodies to become weak at worst, and even comatose at worst.

Let's see if these people insist on stopping her, or if they let her go and save others.

The result was as she expected, the monks all went to put out the fire.

After listening to the bridge, it was easy to enter the back mountain.

And there, Wu Yan, Ming Kong (Zhu Wuyan), Xuan Hui, and Xuan Tan are all waiting quietly.

Naturally, they all heard the noise in the temple.

Tingqiao approached with a sword, and her eyes changed from calm to cold.

No one can keep smiling in front of his enemies.

She had made all her other enemies suffer before sending them away, but what Zhu Wuyan cared about most now was probably his own life. Otherwise, why would he be willing to chant boringly in Kuji Temple in order to survive?

So, she came to take his life today.

Xuan Hui and Xuan Tan are at the front. Only by breaking through them can they point their swords at Ming Kong, Zhu Wuyan, behind them.

Xuan Hui: "Donor, please stop. Right now, you are no match for the two of us."

Xuan Tan did not speak, but was also prepared to deal with it.

Tingqiao looked at the people present coldly, "So what? The people I want to kill now will definitely not survive tomorrow."

Wu Yan stood in front of Ming Kong, "Donor, you have caused too many evils, please stop."

Tingqiao replied: "Of course I killed the people who deserved to be killed, and the current results were also caused by them."

After saying this, she swung her sword and took action, but Xuanhui Xuantan immediately intercepted her.

Her Qinggong is extremely high, she can move at will like the wind, and her movements through bamboo branches are even more unpredictable.

But the two people in front of her were not easy to deal with. Their internal strength was much higher than hers, and the combined force made it even harder for her to resist. The palm of her hand holding the sword was numb.

They just wanted to stop her from killing people, so they didn't use their full strength.

Tingqiao was right about this and kept testing...

Ming Kong, who was hiding behind Wu Yan, suddenly had a cold light flash in his eyes. If this witch died here, then he would be free.

Tingqiao controlled her internal strength to maintain speed. She was never too close to the two old guys, and the surrounding terrain became something she could use.

Even when she was dealing with these two people, she did not let go of Mingkong, throwing hidden weapons from time to time, but they were all blocked by silence.

Mingkong looked around carefully.

The space is too empty, and there are too few places for him to take advantage of, so the risk is very high...

! !

A sharp spike penetrated deeply into his left foot, only missing his foot by three inches.

Wu Yan turned around and told him: "Don't be distracted, pay attention to your surroundings!"

Mingkong swallowed, "...yes."

Xuan Hui and Xuan Tan also saw this moment and immediately stepped up their offensive, making her unwilling to use hidden weapons again.

Tingqiao almost couldn't handle it. He was hit by a palm on his left shoulder and there was blood on the corner of his mouth. He looked much weaker.

Mingkong noticed this and secretly planned how to kill the two old monks...

Tingqiao held on and exchanged several moves with them. During this period, the two old guys never gave up thinking about her, and Wu Yan was also talking about her.

She was so annoyed that she almost couldn't control herself.

Why don't you tell others if you are so talkative?

Every ray of her sword is extremely sharp.

Years of accumulation are all revealed on this day.

When Wu Yan changed his position to block, Ming Kong behind him seemed to be distracted and fell into neutral.

Tingqiao immediately changed her offensive. She no longer dealt with Xuanhui Xuantan at the same time. Instead, she withdrew Xuanhui's attack and used all her strength to push Xuantan out of the bamboo forest. Such a violent attack could only be used once, so she was The power is hidden in front.

These all happen in a flash.

The next moment, she used Qing Kung to move straight towards the bright sky.

Mingkong sensed something was wrong and immediately flew away. Wuyan also dodged to block him, but this was too slow in Tingqiao's eyes.

She pushed Wu Yan away with one palm, and then threw out the nail to restrain Ming Kong in place.

Xuan Hui's Qinggong was not as good as hers, and he came after two steps. At this time, he could only use his palm to stop her.

If the situation is critical, he will naturally not spare any effort. As long as she avoids it, he can save Mingkong.

But how could Tingqiao, who had already planned it, stop?

In order to escape, Mingkong didn't even care about his feet being nailed, and forcefully tore his bloody feet away to hide.

However, his ending is already determined.

The Qiu Shui Sword went straight through his heart, and the next moment, he became silent.

Even if she was a monk who chanted sutras and followed vegetarianism, Zhu Wuyan wanted to live, but today, she still cut off this dream.

Tingqiao smiled.

Then, she fell heavily to the ground, blood pouring from her mouth.

Xuan Hui's palm could no longer be retracted, and in order to directly kill Ming Kong so that there was no chance of him being rescued, she almost used all her strength, leaving no resistance behind her.

Maybe, her internal organs were shattered.

Her brain was so confused that she couldn't distinguish the chattering sounds around her.

"...Oh, Mingkong is hopeless."

"Amitabha……"

"Now that the matter is over, I have no words to say. Just go and bury Ming Kong."

"Can this benefactor still be saved?"

"...Oh, I lost my hand."

"Wu Yan, just put the sword back beside her."

Very sleepy……

But no, I can't sleep yet.

Tingqiao slowly opened her eyelids, stretched out her hand with difficulty, and finally touched her Qiu Shui Sword.

Xuan Hui and Xuan Tan looked at her quietly.

As if a long time had passed, Tingqiao finally stood up with his sword, but his body was still leaning on the sword unsteadily.

Xuan Hui couldn't help but be surprised in her eyes: Such a will is very common among human beings, and she doesn't know what supports her to be so determined.

Xuan Tan opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

The girl held on to her sword and walked down the mountain step by step.

In a daze, the person she wanted to see the most seemed to appear in front of her.

The young man rushed over and hugged her.

The warm body temperature and familiar inner strength instantly surrounded her. This was not her imagination.

Tingqiao breathed a sigh of relief, "You...are here..."

His voice was hoarse, "I'm late."

Tingqiao smiled slightly, "...No...just...good..."