Empty the treasury and go into exile, leading everyone to win pot.

At night, before setting off, Leng Yue first collected the female relatives and those who were not good at martial arts into the space.

Tang Xiaoyue desperately wanted to follow her, but General Tang and Leng Yue refused.

It was dark and dark at night, so I went to the killer's lair again. If something happened, I wouldn't regret going.

Originally, Tang Xiaoyue wanted to use her father's tactics against Leng Yue, crying, making trouble, and hanging herself. However, before she could cry, she was directly taken into the space by Leng Yue.

When she opened her eyes again after pretending to cry, she saw that she had been arrested and started crying in anger.

Liu Siyao couldn't stand it anymore, "Okay, just hold back your tears. It's so hard to water the ground. Even if you cry to death, your siblings won't be able to change their minds."

"Oh! Why won't she eat it?" Tang Xiaoyue sighed, slumped her shoulders and pulled Liu Siyao to Huo Huo Leng Yue's space.

Now only by eating more delicious food in the space can she feel more balanced.

Liu Siyao shook her head helplessly, she is a foodie again!

What can I do, risk your life to accompany the gentleman, and you will gain two ounces of weight.

When Leng Yue, Huo Jingxuan and the others arrived at the abandoned temple where the Blood Evil Alliance was located, they found it brightly lit.

"Is it really true that you kill people during the day and repent in front of the Buddha at night?" Leng Yue asked.

Huo Jingxuan spread his hands, but he didn't know!

However, this Blood Evil Alliance is really strange, otherwise who would choose the ruined temple as their home base!

"Now that we're all here, let's come in and have a cup of tea!"

Leng Yue knew she had met a master before she heard his voice before seeing him.

Asked Huo Jingxuan, "Husband, is this called Qianli Chuanyin?"

Huo Jingxuan shook his head, "The Thousand Miles of Sound Transmission is a legend, but it's too false. This means that if you have a stronger inner strength, it's fine if you're close, but it's no good if you're far away."

"Oh, that's just so-so, right?

By the way, which one of you is better? "

Huo Jingxuan straightened his back and said confidently, "That must be because I am good!"

Leng Yue was about to praise him, but was interrupted.

"Are you done talking?

Are you still coming in? "

Leng Yue took out a big speaker from the space, because she had no internal strength and could not do it without the help of external force.

And it's an old one, a second-hand item brought in from who knows where.

As soon as he opened it, before Leng Yue could say anything, the speaker automatically played, "Collect rags, collect rags, paper clips are 21 cents, cans are 12 cents."

Leng Yue smiled awkwardly, "Haha, I made a mistake, I have to do it again!"

He cleared his throat and shouted inside, "How polite are you to interrupt someone casually?"

Then he motioned for An Er to kick the door, "Didn't you tell me that you have become stronger recently? Try to see if you can kick the temple door open."

An Eryi got excited after hearing this, and he happened to want to try it too.

After a run-up, the door was kicked open with a bang. An Yi and Huo Jingxuan looked at each other, this kid can do it!

Leng Yue applauded An Er, and then a large group of people swaggered in.

I saw the killers of the Blood Evil Alliance standing on both sides of the road. At first there was a short and thin man, in the middle was a strong man with a dark face, and behind were all kinds of enchanting women. Finally, there was a middle-aged man sitting cross-legged in the middle of the temple.

If you look at him carefully, you will find that he is originally a monk with a scar on his head.

So it makes sense that he chose the ruined temple as his base.

Leng Yue went in and searched for a long time, but couldn't find the tea table.

He said to the middle-aged man: "Returned monk, don't you want to invite us in for tea?

Where is the tea? "

Huo Jingxuan and everyone wanted to laugh immediately. Leng Yue really knew how to name people and directly call them to become secular monks.

Fortunately, that person was middle-aged. If he were an old man, she would probably have called him an old bald donkey.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and didn't curse out loud. How could he call someone that.

He stood up and looked back at Leng Yue. He was confused at the first glance. How could there be someone he couldn't see through?

It just so happened that the peony under his hand couldn't listen anymore. He was about to remove his wound, but before he could speak, he was stopped by the middle-aged man.

He ordered his men, "Peony, serve tea."

Huo Jingxuan raised his hand to stop him, "There's no need for tea, you don't really want to invite us to drink it.

And the purpose of our coming here is not to drink tea. "

Shaoyao couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Then what are you here for?"

"Of course it's here to settle accounts. It's so obvious, why do we need to say it clearly?"

After Leng Yue finished speaking, she looked at Shaoyao as if she were a fool.

He looked Shaoyao up and down, nodded and said, "You have a pretty good figure, much better than that one in red gauze. That one looks like a washboard. You can't even tell the difference between positive and negative."

When Shaoyao heard this, she immediately became angry, "You are the one who killed Sister Hongxiu. I will kill you to avenge her."

As soon as he finished speaking, he drew out the soft sword from his waist and thrust it towards Leng Yue's life gate.

The momentum was quite strong, but the speed was too slow. Before she could reach her, An Yi blocked her with a knife and kicked her three feet away.

A mouthful of blood spurted out. The man collapsed to the ground and could not get up again. His ribs were all broken and his internal injuries were very serious.

Leng Yue pointed at the peony and said to the middle-aged man: "Return to secular life, monk, take care of your dog."

This time the middle-aged man finally couldn't stand listening anymore, "Little girl, my name is He Congguang. After all, I'm a few years older than you. You always return to being a secular monk. It's inappropriate to call me a secular monk."

Moreover"

"Besides, it's none of my business whether you grow older or not. If you want to be my elder, just go to the Palace of Hell and apply to them. You can't tell me.

And you act like a mute and keep silent. I'm not a fortune teller. I know your name is Amao or Agou! "Leng Yue answered.

Looking up at the sky, it's almost midnight, "It's getting late now, let's settle the accounts quickly, we have to go back to catch up on our sleep, don't you see that most of them are young people who are growing up?"

They are all the flowers of the motherland and the pillars of the future. Can you afford to delay them? If you delay, you will be a sinner through the ages, and you will be infamy for thousands of years! "

He Congguang made Leng Yue's face stinky when he said, "Young lady, you are so sharp-tongued!

It seems we have nothing to talk about, right? "As he spoke, he picked up a cup from the altar in front of the Buddha statue.

Leng Yue snatched it over and said, "Walking a cup is a sign of success, right?"

Don't think that your pretense of humility means you are sincere. It's not like you are talking about mixing incense with drugs.

hypocrite! "

Then she smiled brightly at him and said, "I'll throw it for you!"

With a "pop" sound, the cup shattered into pieces, but He Congguang's men still maintained their original posture, and none of them came up.

If he still can't see that Leng Yue is causing trouble now, he is a fool.

He gritted his teeth and pointed at Leng Yue, "You, you, are so good!"

Leng Yue was still angry with him, "It's okay for you to say it, everyone knows it."