Mixed martial arts: My daughter came down the mountain and boasted that I was a peerless master

Chapter 130: Yue Yue rides a horse? Then invite Yue to ride a horse that night?

Everyone looked at Ye Ling'er blankly.

This……

Is it over too soon?

Ye Ling'er took back the black iron heavy sword and said with a smile:

"Okay, it's all over, let's disperse!"

Everyone: "..."

Yao Yue silently pulled Ye Ling'er behind her to save the little girl from causing trouble again later.

Qiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan came over.

Qiao Feng said to Ye Linger who was behind Yao Yue:

"Ling'er, Uncle Qiao, thank you!"

"Eminent monk!"

If I were to raise my daughter, I would never raise her to be like this.

Hong Qigong said doubtfully.

All the Shaolin Temple disciples were stunned and quickly ran to the backyard.

Hong Qigong is chatting here and is also chatting over there.

Before they were happy, they were interrupted by Yao Yue and Feng Heng.

Feng Heng said to Yao Yue with a smile.

"Yes, why didn't anyone from the Northern Song Dynasty Beggar Clan come today?"

All the Shaolin disciples were shocked by what the sweeping monk had just done.

"I didn't expect that things would be so tortuous."

Feng Heng's impression of Ye Changan was still very good.

"Ling'er's father is very handsome and very decent to people. You and my Rong'er will not suffer any loss if you marry him."

Yaoyue and Feng Heng said in unison.

Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong and Duan Zhixing were at the same table as Xiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan's father and son.

At this time, Lu Xiaofeng said:

"Yeah, thank you Uncle Joe!"

"It's okay, it's okay. Now that Uncle Qiao's things are done, can we go down the mountain for dinner?"

Xiao Yuanshan sighed and said:

"Your name is Xu Zhu?"

"Who is speaking?"

The little guy muttered something in his mouth while walking down the mountain.

"The Tang Clan in Sichuan during the Southern Song Dynasty."

Down the mountain.

Those people in the Twelve Stars seem to have encountered some big trouble recently, and they have not been around the Yihua Palace recently.

Ye Ling'er jumped up and down towards the inn.

Hong Qigong looked over and asked:

"Who?"

As soon as they left, Huang Yaoshi, Qiao Feng, Yue Laosan, Lu Xiaofeng and others also followed.

Yaoyue and Feng Heng looked at each other and followed Ye Linger.

After telling the waiter several of his favorite dishes, Ye Linger chatted with Yao Yue.

Ye Ling'er nodded happily and called the waiter.

Xu Zhu was still kneeling beside Xuanci and Ye Erniang, holding their bodies and crying bitterly.

"Sister Liang, where have you been during this time?"

Hearing this, Qiao Feng laughed and said:

"Yes, if Xuanci and the others had not listened to Murong Bo, what happened back then would not have happened."

Yao Yue touched the little girl's head and said.

Just as Hua Manlou finished speaking, a cold voice came over.

The corpse just filled the hole, and the sweeping monk murmured something unknown. The soil from the previous hole covered the corpse, forming a grave.

Xu Zhu responded softly.

The sweeping monk whispered, and these floating corpses flew towards the backyard of the Shaolin Temple.

Who is preparing to take action against the Beggar Clan?

Or is there something hidden in this?

Ye Ling'er sat next to Yao Yue and said excitedly:

"Oh oh oh, eat! Eat!"

Ye Ling'er said happily, dancing with joy.

Lu Xiaofeng and the others sat at the same table as Duan Yu.

Even if there was no invitation, people from the Beggar Clan would probably come.

Yao Yue's heart tightened upon hearing this, and she quickly asked:

<divclass="contentadv"> "Did her dad ask me anything? Aunt Feng, you didn't tell her dad about me, right?"

The sweeping monk said calmly:

"Ok!"

"Aunt Huang, Aunt A'Zhu, Aunt Yuyan are better..."

The little guy has been hungry for a long time, and now after arriving at the inn, he is even more excited than when he came down from the Shaolin Temple.

Even if the sweeping monk didn't tell them, they wouldn't go down the mountain.

At this time, Ye Linger suddenly shouted:

"We will obey the eminent monk's decree!"

Li Qiushui said:

"It can be inferred that the group of people who used the corpse powder are not short of money."

"I guess it's the martial arts of foreigners."

……

"Also, when Ling'er and I turned back, all the corpses were turned into corpses."

She thought again of that night, when she was riding a horse astride Ye Changan.

Ye Linger thought about it and felt it made sense.

There is no news about the twelve horoscopes in the world.

When it comes to wealthy martial arts sects or wealthy dynasty families, as the seventh young master of the Jiangnan Flower Family, Hua Manlou knows a lot.

Some were dripping with blood, and some bodies were incomplete.

The strong and old voice came out again.

"This……"

This sweeping monk usually cleans the Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple.

"I really don't know how her father taught her to become like this."

"Of course. If my sister doesn't have a martial art, how did she get her martial arts skills?"

"The Corpse Transformation Powder was developed by the Qinglong Society. After it spread, one or two layers of Corpse Transformation Powder cost one thousand taels of silver to buy."

"Oh yeah! I want to eat lots and lots of candied haws!"

In the center of the square of Shaolin Temple, there are many corpses lying on the ground.

Shaolin disciples have seen it when they go to the Sutra Pavilion to pick up scriptures and read them.

What was originally a lively election for the leader of the martial arts league has turned into what it is now.

Seeing Ye Ling'er like this, Qiao Feng said:

"Ling'er, eat whatever you want, Uncle Qiao will pay for it!"

"Grandma, grandpa, Sister Liang, Senior Sister, Sister Fairy, hurry up!"

"Grandpa Hong, Ling'er knows!"

Hong Qigong said with emotion.

Under the veil, Yao Yue's face turned red.

This question stopped Ye Ling'er, and he turned to look at his senior sister Li Qiushui.

A group of Shaolin disciples didn't know what to call the sweeping monk, so they just shouted "Senior Monk".

The sweeping monk stretched out his hand and suddenly slapped his palm on the ground.

Qiao Feng's words reminded Hong Qigong.

"Who is it! Stop pretending!"

"Obai of the Qing Dynasty."

"Amitabha……"

"Shaolin has become what it is today. This is the calamity that has plagued the youth for hundreds of years..."

The Shaolin Temple issued a request for the election of the leader of the martial arts league. Logically speaking, it was impossible not to invite people from the Beggar Clan of the Northern Song Dynasty.

In the backyard, the bodies were piled up.

Ye Ling'er waved her hands indifferently and said:

"Hey, why is it so difficult to eat a candied haws on a stick?"

The sweeper's broom moved lightly against the corpses, and the corpses fell into the pit again.

The disciples looked around in confusion, but did not find the speaker.

Xiao Yuanshan, as the commander-in-chief of the Khitan Dynasty, has been committed to peace between the Khitan Dynasty and the Northern Song Dynasty.

The sweeping monk looked at Xu Zhu for a moment and then said:

"After you have disposed of your parents' bodies later, come to the Sutra Pavilion to find me..."

Hong Qigong nodded in agreement.

In addition to these, Ye Changan also impressed his old man and Hong Qigong when he talked about martial arts.

"This girl gets so happy just thinking about eating!"

If Xuanci and those people had sought verification back then, the tragedy would not have happened, nor would they have ended up like today.

"Shaolin has experienced this catastrophe and the temple should be closed for three months. Please don't go down the mountain during this period."

How beautiful Shaolin was before, but now it has become what it is now.

"On the Jiuzhou Continent, there are not many sects or families that can afford corpse powder."

Ye Linger, who was at the table next to her, said.

"In addition to these, the Six Gates of the Ming Dynasty, Jin Yiwei, Dragon Guard Villa, and the East and West Factories can also be counted among them."

Qiao Feng looked around and suddenly asked Hong Qigong:

Just now, Xiao Yuanshan once again told what happened at Yanmen Pass.

"I'm going back to my own sect!"

"who is it?"

After Ye Ling'er and everyone entered the inn, the tables in the inn were filled up.

Li Qiushui's words made Hong Qigong completely confused.

"Good, good, Amitabha..."

A Shaolin disciple shouted.

Just as he finished speaking, an old monk holding a broom came out of the corner.

These four people were Qingqing and others who had just come down from the mountain.

"Oh? Ling'er, have you met the disciples of the Beggar Clan?"

But because he was a monk sweeping the floors, the Shaolin disciples had only met him, but had not spoken or chatted with him.

It was as if the twelve zodiac signs had disappeared.

The sweeping monk glanced at the corpse on the ground, his eyes lowered, and then he waved the broom in his hand, and the corpse on the ground floated out of thin air.

Feng Heng was very satisfied not only with his conduct as a person, but also with his speech.

Huamanlou answered:

However, Murong Bo, a man who tried to restore the Yan Dynasty, caused his wife to die and his children to be separated.

All the Shaolin disciples were stunned when they saw him.

"For example, the money gang in Jiangnan during the Ming Dynasty, Lu Xiaoji's friend Huo Xiu."

The sweeping monk slowly walked towards Xu Zhu.

Ye Linger asked curiously.

"Hmm...do you have a sect too?"

"what?!"

"boom--"

Xu Zhu looked at the back of the sweeping monk in confusion, not understanding what the sweeping monk meant.

After the Qingqing four came down the mountain, they were ready to come and have some contact with Ye Ling'er.

Yaoyue said helplessly:

"I've seen all the injuries on their bodies, but I haven't seen them."

The people present in the arena, who knew each other, exchanged glances with each other, and then went down the mountain silently.

"It's you……"

Yao Yue and others followed behind, all looking at the little guy.

"Ling'er, did you see how they died?"

Yue Laosan, Duan Yanqing and Yun Zhonghe were at the same table.

In order to cover up her embarrassment, Yao Yue responded:

"Coming!"

“Okay, okay, you can eat whatever you want later, Uncle Qiao’s treat!”

Feng Heng said:

"Don't worry, I didn't tell you."

But as soon as he arrived at the door, he heard what Hua Manlou said.

From this aspect, it can also be concluded that Ye Changan's attainments in martial arts are not low.

It can be said that all Shaolin disciples know this sweeping monk.

"Senior Hong, why didn't you see anyone from the Beggar Clan coming today?"

"We went to meet her dad last time."

Ye Linger nodded.

Feng Heng said softly.

"Ling'er's stomach is almost starving."

Yao Yue stepped forward and took Ye Ling'er's hand, striding forward.

After saying that, the sweeping monk turned and left.

When Hong Qigong heard this, his brows furrowed.

A rich and vicissitudes of voice sounded in the ears of Shaolin disciples.

All the Shaolin disciples lowered their heads and said in unison:

Hong Qigong, Huang Yaoshi and Duan Zhixing all sympathized with Xiao Yuanshan.

The dirt on the ground suddenly lifted up, and a hole appeared.

She doesn't look like a girl. All day long she talks about killing and eating.

Their Shaolin Temple has now completely offended people all over the world.

asked the sweeping monk.

Ye Linger asked curiously.

"Yeah! On the way to Shaoshi Mountain, Ling'er, Senior Sister, and Fairy Sister, we saw the corpses of more than a dozen Beggar Clan disciples!"

Everyone looked around and saw three men and one woman standing at the door of the inn.

"Eminent monk!"

"no!"

Yaoyue said.

If you take care of yourself, you should at least train her into a lady.

But today I didn't see a single disciple of the Beggar Clan, which was a bit incomprehensible.

The richer you are, the more wealthy people you will come into contact with.

The Shaolin Temple disciples who were still alive didn't know what to do and stood there blankly watching all this.

Yihua Palace has been relatively quiet recently.

The sweeping monk cleaned up all the corpses, except Xuanci and Ye Erniang's.

Abbot Xuanci's affairs were exposed, and Shaolin's face was thrown into disgrace.

"You Jiangnan flower family can also afford to buy the corpse powder!"

Ye Ling'er looked at Yao Yue and then at Feng Heng, pouting and muttering to herself.

Yao Yue, Li Qiu Shui, Feng Heng, Xiao Long Nu and Ye Linger sat at the same table.

Xu Zhu was still kneeling on the ground, in front of him were the bodies of Abbot Xuanci and Ye Erniang.

Exit the inn.

After saying that, he touched his flat belly:

Hua Manlou chuckled and said:

"My Jiangnan Hua family can indeed afford to buy corpse powder. After all, it's not expensive."

"It's just that I don't think Senior Hong will suspect my Jiangnan Hua family."