The disciple held the letter with both hands, his face flushed, and after taking a deep breath, he pretended to be serious and said: "I glanced at the Chongtian Tower, and the gentleman's demeanor, after traveling for several months, is still vivid and vivid. The little girl sits in the cold moon Drinking alone, Fang Wude is lovesickness and sickness, thinking of the king and remembering the king, the night is not long. I am writing this letter, not asking for an answer, but I hope that my little girl's heart can reach the world and the heart of the king."

He stopped reading here, looked away from the letter paper and looked around, but saw that everyone in the temple focused their eyes on him, and suddenly shivered, and read out the inscription on the letter paper, "Sangdao Mu Qingxu presented it to Mingqiu Shaojun Wen, Wen Yang!"

A muffled laugh sounded out, Wen Xia'er frowned and looked at Lang Chan who was leaning on his shoulder, "You can still laugh."

Lang Chan stood up, "Why can't you laugh? There is a woman who likes Ah Yang and writes such a sincere letter. I am naturally happy for Ah Yang."

Mo Zhu fumbled inside his shirt, looked at Wen Xia and said, "Young Master, that letter is missing."

"Which letter?" Wen Xia asked.

Mo Zhudao: "The letter about love between a man and a woman that I showed Shaojun during the day."

"What are you reading!" Yun Shu snatched the letter from the disciple, read the contents of the letter at a glance, quickly crumpled the letter and threw it on the ground, cursing Said: "No shame! Lust|slutty work!"

The disciple who read the letter was frightened by his stern voice, and tremblingly defended himself: "But this is...Young Master, you want me to read it."

Yun Shu glared at the disciple angrily, "Shut up, idiot!"

Since this letter fell out of Mo Zhu, he secretly felt that most of the letter contained Mingqiu's unspeakable secrets. "I can't make any sense of the word, but it is a love note written by a woman to Wen Yang!The boat capsized in the gutter, and I thought I was unlucky!

Wen Xia glanced at Yun Shu coldly, "The cultivation base has not improved, but the kung fu of stealing chickens and dogs is getting better day by day."

Yun Shu was guilty of being a thief, but on the surface he was not to be outdone, and said in a choked voice: "Dare to accept such an unsightly letter, are you afraid of others saying a few words? If you have the ability, dare to do it and dare to admit it!"

Lang Chan was bitten by a poisoned disciple in Yun's family because he saved him. Wen Xia'er was already angry, but now he heard Yun Shu's mouth turning truths and wrongs, so he wanted to take out the red talisman to let him suffer.However, before his red talisman could be shot, Mo Zhu's spear flew through the wind, cut off a strand of hair between Yun Shu's ear, and then plunged into the stone slab with a clang, causing spider webs to vibrate from the ground immediately. like cracks.

Before Yun Shu recovered from Mo Zhu's blow, seeing her hair falling from mid-air to the ground, her face was shocked, and her back was covered with cold sweat instantly, "You...you dare to hit me?"

Wen Xia was also a little surprised by Mo Zhu's actions, and only heard Mo Zhu say: "Young gentleman is very handsome, and it is common for women to admire you. If I hear you speak rudely again and confuse black and white, Mo Zhu will not Show mercy."

After finishing speaking, the long | spear vibrated, and fell to Mo Zhu's side in a flash, and returned to his hand together with the crumpled paper ball rubbed by the clouds.

Yun Shu was dripping with cold sweat, but he was holding the hilt of his sword with his palm. He looked as if he was about to draw out his sword and fight Mo Zhu. Seeing this, a disciple of the Yun family hurriedly dissuaded him in a low voice: "Young master, calm down, our disciples suffered heavy casualties. There is absolutely no chance of winning against the two of them at this time. What's more, with Lang Qingxun on the side, he is definitely facing Young Master Mingqiu..."

Yun Shu was about to say that Yingtianchang Palace would not help their Yun family, but Yu Zeshan would definitely draw his sword to help him. Before he could confirm his idea, he saw a disciple of Yu Zeshan say slowly: "Yu Ze's sect, only the division Eliminating demons, nothing will happen."

The disciple who comforted Yun Shu hurriedly closed his sword for Yun Shu, persuading him, "My lord, if you can't bear it, you will make a big conspiracy."

Yun Shu snorted coldly, dropped the sword to the ground with a bang, and stopped talking.

Mo Zhu sat back to his original position, saw that Wen Xia'er and Lang Chan were staring at him intently at this moment, so he dropped his gun to the ground, and said to Wen Xia'er for a long while: "Young Master, please don't get distracted by the letter just now. Master repeatedly asked, young gentleman is still young, it is not easy to get involved in the relationship between men and women."

Lang Chan's eyes moved to Wen Xia's face, "Wen Mozhu even cares about how old you are when you are in love?"

"Actually, my family education is very strict." Speaking of his father, Wen Xiaer felt a little helpless, "But you may not believe me when I tell you."

Lang Chan pursed his lips and said with a smile: "You told me before that your family education is strict, but you didn't elaborate on what kind of strict law it is."

"You want to know?"

Lang Chan nodded, and answered truthfully: "Yes."

Wen Xia thought for a moment, then said: "It's like talking about love. My father told me that before the crown is weak, you can't even touch the girl's hand."

"What about after the weak crown?" Lang Chan asked.

Wen Xia said meaningfully: "Naturally, you can do whatever you want."

Lang Chan's face turned pale, but his eyes were still smiling, "Ah Yang...he will be nineteen this year. It's not far from the weak crown..." His voice stopped suddenly, and his breathing suddenly became short of breath. Falling to the ground like a slam.

Wen Xia quickly pulled Lang Chan to his side, covered the discoloration on Lang Chan's face with his hands, and whispered to Mo Zhu: "Ah Chan is going to lose it."

Mo Zhu nodded silently, gripped the gun tightly, and stared fixedly at the Yun family disciple who was bitten opposite him.

At this time, there was a sudden change, and there was a violent slamming sound outside the temple. The sound of slamming the door came one after another, one after another, louder than the next, disorderly, heavy and piercing. , my heart is full of dryness.

The group of corpses has already arrived outside the temple, but there is still Yu Zeshan's spiritual seal blessing the doors and windows of the temple, and everyone in the temple can still calm down and deal with it calmly.

Wen Xia put Lang Chan flat on the ground silently, and whispered in his ear, "You sleep. You'll be fine when you wake up."

Lang Chan frowned, looking at him hesitant to speak, "Ah Yang..."

Wen Xiaer made a silent gesture towards Lang Chan, and then he and Mo Zhu got up from the ground, and were about to raise their hands to extinguish the only few light sources in the temple, when their eyes met Jun Ling Shen who was opposite him unexpectedly. is on.

Jun Ling Shen Tong's body is covered with light ink black and frosty white, alienated and lonely.Just in time for the dim yellow light in the temple, it inadvertently made it difficult to distinguish the coldness on his body, and even the usual coldness between his brows and eyes showed a bit of tenderness.

The soft and approachable beauty is another style.

Wen Xia'er didn't want to extinguish the blue lantern in the temple for a moment, he paused for a moment, and then moved his jaw towards Jun Ling in the opposite direction.Without waiting for the other party to respond, he flicked the strong wind in his hand, and the temple was instantly plunged into darkness.

"The light, why is the light off?" A panicked voice sounded instantly.

"Don't be confused! It's just that the lights are out, and the outside things haven't come in yet!"

"Yes, we are very safe inside, safe..."

There was only a loud bang, and the two dilapidated doors fell to the ground, interrupting the man's speech.

"Little uncle! The spiritual seal we set up has been broken!"

The bleak moonlight outside the temple shone into the temple, and with the sound of rustling footsteps, countless corpses swarmed into the temple from the broken temple gate!

Jun Lingchen's clothes fluttered in the wind, and the sword formula was about to block it, but Wen Xiaer suddenly flew over from the opposite side, wrapped his hands around Jun Lingchen's wrists, and shouted: "Oh! Miaoyinqing Jun was bitten!"

At this moment, the crowd of corpses surged up. Although the people in the temple were shocked, they were still able to contend with it.Who is Mr. Kemiaoyinqing?It's an immortal with unfathomable cultivation, who can make the enemy's soul fly away with a light wave of the sword!

Even Mr. Miaoyinqing, who is so capable, has been bitten by these monsters who are neither human nor ghost, so wouldn't they be even more unable to escape the clutches of these monsters?The only reassurance was gone. The disciples of Yingtianchang Palace and Yu Zeshan could continue to fight those corpses with fear, but the remaining disciples of the Yun family panicked and fled in a hurry.

Wen Xia grabbed both of Jun Lingchen's hands, stood on tiptoe and whispered in Jun Lingchen's ear: "Didn't you understand the sign I gave you?"

Jun Ling lowered his eyes to look at him, and said lightly, "Why should I listen to you?"

"Why can't you listen to me?" Wen Xia asked back.

Jun Ling was silent, Wen Xia felt that the two wrists he was holding suddenly exerted force, so strong that he broke free from his grasp in the blink of an eye.With a jump in the center of his eyebrows, he grabbed Jun Lingchen's other right wrist that had not been freed from his palm with his backhand, and with both hands exerted strength together, he firmly held Jun Lingchen's right hand in his palm.

Wen Xia'er's forehead had faint heat, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Jun Lingchen, "Don't try to escape from my palm."

Jun Lingshen stared at him indifferently for a moment, and said, "Let go."

"No." Wen Xia'er smiled provocatively, "If you have the ability to earn it from me..." Before he finished speaking, Jun Lingchen's other idle left hand had already grabbed his shoulder, Wen Xia'er I only felt a numbness in my shoulder, and most of the strength in my hand disappeared in an instant.

Jun Lingchen took advantage of the situation to break free from his shackles, turned around and was about to go into the corpses, how could Wen Xiaer let Jun Lingchen go so easily, without even thinking about it, he rushed towards Jun Lingchen's back, arms Tightly wrapping her arms around Jun Lingchen's neck, pinching Jun Lingchen's waist with her feet, she said, "Jun Wang, if you want to go there, keep carrying me on your back!"

When Jun Lingchen was thrown so hard by him, his figure turned out to be very stable, only the steps of his feet stopped, and he said without turning his head: "Don't mess around."

Wen Xia could hear the coldness in Jun Lingshen's words, but she still didn't take it seriously, hugging Jun Lingshen's neck and said: "It's you who are messing around, you will disturb my plan and Mr. Mo's plan in the past."

Jun Lingshen grabbed his shoulder with his backhand, apparently wanting to tear him off his body, only to hear Jun Lingshen say: "Come down."

Wen Xia said: "I don't." After saying that, he hugged the other party's neck even tighter.

Jun Ling said in a deep voice, "Wen Yang."

"Don't panic." Wen Xia smiled and said, "Here we come."

The spear in Mo Zhu's hand suddenly jumped a few feet, passed through the crowd, and landed straight at a person's feet, blocking the person's way forward.Mo Zhufei went under the gun, held the handle of the gun with his hand, and said in a serious voice: "Who else do you want to possess?"

Under the dim light, the man's face could not be seen clearly, only a clear sound, the sound of the sword being unsheathed, and the sudden light and shadow suddenly attacked Mo Zhu.Mo Zhu picked up the gun, turned over and jumped into the air to avoid the blow. The peak of the gun struck the man's head from top to bottom. to the other side.Mo Zhu squinted his eyes slightly, flipped the spear in his hand, and made a fierce offensive, forcing him to the corner.

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