The heinous crime of time travel

Chengming's face was tightly covered, only a pair of eyes and the base of the nose were exposed. His eyes were very special, with the corners of the eyes inset and the tails of the eyes wide open. They were much deeper than ordinary people from the Central Plains, and his skin was slightly darker, not like being exposed to the sun. Yes, it seems to be so.

Zhiyuan didn't let him call "Master", but Chengming didn't give in at all. Zhiyuan couldn't block the words from his mouth, so he didn't bother to bother.

"Master, you have accepted another apprentice, and you killed his parents?" Chengming spoke in a low voice, like thunder in his throat, and with a slightly strange accent... From all these inferences, this Chengming Maybe not from the Central Plains.

Mu Yunshen suddenly remembered something. Although Ruan Yu's reaction was slower than his, she followed closely behind.The little girl was upset and wanted to rush out to seek justice, but then she remembered that the two people around her were like her fate. Once she went out, she would lose her protection. It was fine if she could escape, but what if she couldn't?

No matter how impulsive Ruan Yu was, he could only suppress it at this moment, shrinking in a dark corner and watching the changes.

What the little girl and Mr. Mu recalled was the country where boys were used as sacrifices to demons in those days——Zhiyuan insisted that he had never saved a single child, but with his temperament, the crying baby was placed on a tray with four legs. Chaotian, it would be strange if he didn't hug him and tease him.

His life was saved by the monk, and his parents were also killed by the monk... This account has become Cheng Ming's demon.

"Master, to this day, do you regret it every day and sigh every night? If you had known this earlier, you should have abandoned me back then, otherwise your Luojia Mountain would not have been wiped out."

Chengming's words seemed to be angry, but even a fool could hear the danger in it... Luojiashan's extermination of Buddha may be inextricably linked to him, or he may be the culprit at all.

Zhiyuan didn't get angry, his gaze was like a clear spring, he was calm and undisturbed, and he didn't know what scripture he was chanting, no matter what Chengming said, he didn't pay attention.

Although he can't talk as much as Xiao Yao and Ruan Yu, who are young and energetic, but if they really want to quarrel, the monk is very good at talking, all over the world. I was speechless.Zhiyuan is unwilling to speak now, probably because he thinks that Chengming has some brain problems, and he can't turn the corner if he talks about it, so it's better to keep silent.

Zhiyuan was relieved, and continued his Amitabha, Xu Hongling stood beside him, who had suffered this spit for no reason, and let out a cold snort from the bottom of his heart.

"I couldn't kill that day, but it's because you're young, and it's not worth killing..." Xu Hongling yawned, with a casual annoyance in his tone, "Do you know that pigs are sold in the market? They are all raised They will be fattened up and then sold."

"..." Presumably, Cheng Ming's face under the veil had already been gnashing his teeth in a hideous and terrifying way.

He suddenly raised his hand, and the guns in all directions were tightened again in the shortest possible time, as if he didn't care about the people fleeing from the Que Yin Pavilion, or, it was just that there was no one they were looking for - Cheng Ming With one order, all the arrow tips were aimed at Zhiyuan and Xu Hongling.

Xu Hongling narrowed his eyes, and moved away from Zhiyuan in disgust, "I don't want to die with you."

Zhiyuan said, "Amitabha, you don't need to pick a female benefactor. The monk is just a little old, and he was considered a handsome man back then..."

Ruan Yu, who was several feet away in the darkness, also gave a disgusting mouthful of bile.

Cheng Ming doesn't care about such a grandiose disregard, because he knows that as long as he has the gun in his hand, these two people are just moths struggling in the net, and they will die under his feet in a while, so there is no need to care too much about it.

That being said, the clear and red eyes are always staring at Zhiyuan, and the dark tide is surging in it, like a mountain rain is about to come.

"put!"

The sharp strings shattered the silence, Xu Hongling seemed to have suddenly turned into a piece of flowing red silk, even if the rain of arrows was twice as dense, she still seemed to be able to handle it with ease.

But in fact, only those who are in it know... The speed of the sharp arrow driven by the machine spring is astonishingly fast, far more threatening than a top archer, even with Xu Hongling's skill, he can barely dodge it, but This kind of dodge cannot rely on the eyes, there are double images in all directions-the eyes have become a burden instead,

Compared to Xu Hongling's avoidance of the most important and the less important, Zhiyuan is not so wise.His Zen stick kicked up a cloud of dust on the stone-paved ground, and he used force... The wound on his palm cracked again, and blood flowed profusely in a blink of an eye.

But it is also such a hard resistance that makes every arrow that shoots have a slight deviation, and Xu Hongling lands on these deviations.Not only that, but the deviation seemed to be getting bigger and bigger. Just when Chengming realized it, an arrow as thick as a forearm was nailed to the bottom of his foot with a "dumb".

"Stop!" Cheng Ming yelled.

However, it was already too late, the second batch of iron arrows had been set on the string long ago, unable to unload their force, they pounced down like locusts.

When the Zen stick in Zhiyuan's hand was turned horizontally, these arrows suddenly turned into thatch drifting with the tide, and they turned around, either towards people or towards the guns on the other side. Those who dare not act rashly.

Ruan Yu's heart finally calmed down when he mentioned his throat, and a thin layer of sweat broke out from his hands and feet. Only then did he realize that the monk fought her with only seven or eight percent of his strength. Only when you are cornered can you see it.

Ruan Yu only knew a little about Zhiyuan, but Chengming didn't seem surprised by this result. He didn't even blame his improper command, but said flatly, "Master, you really are growing old and strong."

"Don't dare." Zhiyuan tore off a cloth belt from the washed white monk's robe, and tied the wound on his hand roughly.From the top of his head to his brows, he was so smooth that he couldn't even see any effort, not to mention sweating, and he didn't even have a single wrinkle.

In Chengming's masked eyes, all the dark clouds and depths suddenly disappeared, leaving only a very thin treacherous line, "Master, my martial arts skills are low, and there are tens of thousands of masters under the Holy Master. Do you know why tonight? Is it me?"

Before Zhiyuan could speak, Chengming said again, "Because I understand you."

Chengming has been with Zhiyuan for more than seventeen years. He has grown from an unlucky child who can only cry loudly to a young man who listens to slander all day long. What's more, this is still a "father" who has no scheming.

How capable Zhiyuan is, even if Chengming ignores it subconsciously, Zhao Mingliang knows it in his heart, even if he singles out the most powerful person under his command, I am afraid that both sides will suffer.Zhao Mingliang didn't have many hole cards in his hand, and he didn't want to put them all on the table so quickly.

"..." Ruan Yu was a little far away, and couldn't see the situation over there clearly, but the situation was too obvious, and she didn't know where the self-confidence of this cheap senior brother who appeared suddenly came from.

Ruan Yu couldn't "see" it because all her energy was divided into two parts, one part was used to protect Mu Yunshen and Liu Baiweng, and the other part was focused on her eyes.

However, Liu Baiweng, who had been blind for a long time, smelled an unusual smell in the bloody night wind.

"The arrows are poisonous." Mu Yunshen said almost at the same time as Liu Baiweng, and he added, "Chengming knows Master Zhiyuan well, and knows that he will not dodge by tricks. The arrows shot from these guns are extremely powerful. , if it is hard to connect, no one in the world can retreat completely, so from the very beginning, poison is applied to the body of the arrow, and the poison enters the wound immediately."

Mu Yunshen spoke very lightly and quickly, but his gaze was like an iron lock on a bowl, tightly restraining Ruan Yu, making the little girl unable to move for a while.

Ruan Yu could only watch helplessly, her hot blood turned cold, and she felt cold, but she couldn't close her eyes, as if she was being held up by something, even though the corners of her eyes hurt inward, she didn't intend to blink.

Zhiyuan has also noticed that something is wrong, the poison travels along the eight extraordinary meridians, he didn't feel anything when he first entered the body, but it seemed to be a little itchy, his hands and feet were weak, and his head was also a little swollen.

This poison must have been developed by people from the Tai Hospital. The effect is good, but it is not as tortured as used in the Jianghu. It is even a bit like boiling a frog in warm water. By the time you realize it, it has already penetrated into your bones.

"Amitabha Buddha" Zhiyuan recited again—the old doctors of the Tai Hospital have saved people for most of their lives, but they obviously failed to master the skills of killing people. This situation can last at least another hour.

Except for Zhiyuan's face turning a little pale, he was completely fine, and Chengming's anger faded again.The manpower he brought was not many, and they were still good at using guns, and their fists were ordinary... If they were away from these opportunistic things, not to mention Zhiyuan, any martial arts person in the West Market could fight staggering.

To Zhao Mingliang, Chengming was just a slightly useful pawn - but this person was obviously not very smart, so he couldn't entrust him with important tasks.

Chess pieces can naturally be discarded, but the general on the opposite side is the most important thing. Zhao Mingliang didn't tell Chengming, he kept a move in secret.

The tiny rubbing sound of the cloth was surging in all directions, and Mu Yunshen's hand on Ruan Yu's shoulder tightened, "Let's go!"

This time, she couldn't move her, and Ruan Yu stood on the spot as if the soles of her feet had taken root, holding Xitan's sword hilt in her hand, calming her heart, and then continued Mu Yunshen's words, "Okay, let's go."