The Monk

Chapter 1,052 Torturing People

Seeing the ship leaving, Zhang was afraid of letting out a sigh, thinking that this boy was still good, and he finally didn't force me to kill someone. Then he looked back at the two girls, Taohua had already changed his expression of disgust, and asked with excitement on his face: "Where is Dawang City? Let’s go and have a look.”

Seeing the inhumanly beautiful beauty making a request to him, Zhang Awei sighed secretly, "Do you want to go to Dawang City?" Going to see it? Or being watched? He shook his head and said, "You can't go unless you become very ugly."

Taohua was a little unhappy. She pouted and returned to the pavilion to sulk, determined to ignore this bad man Zhang Weijing.

Zhang Awei smiled bitterly and turned to talk to Chao Lu: "You should go and have a rest too." Chao Lu gave a gentle greeting and walked back to the pavilion like light smoke. She walked slowly and beautifully. Zhang Wen couldn't help but stare at her for a while, shook his head and sighed: "It's torture."

But just after he finished sighing, on the other side of the sea, the big ship that had just left came back again. It sailed to the shore and stopped. Just now, the young man came out again. As soon as he set foot on the island, he looked towards the two buildings not far away. Look at the pavilion.

When the pavilion was built during the day, according to Peach Blossom's requirements, although it was ventilated on all sides, it was covered by gauze curtains. Coolie Zhang was afraid that in order to avoid seeing certain scenes that would make him impulsive, he deliberately made the gauze curtain thicker and thicker. Looking from the outside of the pavilion, one can only vaguely see figures moving inside. So the young master tried hard to look, but couldn't see anything, so he had to be a little disappointed and said to Zhang Awei, clasping his fists: "Just now, Xiao Wang punished the subordinate who offended Mr., but the subordinate with dog eyes said that because Mr.'s wife and concubines are too beautiful, That made him lose his composure. Xiao Wang naturally didn't believe it. He wanted to see what happened. If it was true, he would be exempted from the crime. Otherwise, he would be beheaded if the two crimes were equal. "

After all, I am still attracted to beautiful women. Zhang Awei coughed and said: "The so-called beauty and ugliness are just different things for everyone. Your Highness does not need to take it seriously." He did not dare to say anything else. In case he missed it, let the little prince know. The woman is not his wife and concubine, so she will not act as scrupulously as she does now.

Xiaoyao was a little disappointed. No matter whether the woman was beautiful or not, she was always the wife and concubine of the person in front of him. He couldn't force it, but his subordinates swore that they had never seen such a beautiful woman anywhere from birth to now. His men didn't dare to lie to him, so the little prince was tempted, so he left and came back.

It's not easy for Xiaoyao to force himself, but he is from the royal family after all. Counting the last time, Zhang Weijing rejected him twice, and his face was a little worried. After thinking about it, he said: "I don't know what your surname is, sir. Can you tell me, Xiao Wang?" "

He said this in as polite a manner as possible. He asked for his name and gave me some advice. Zhang Awei politely replied: "I am not worthy of being called Mr. Your Highness, just call Zhang Awei."

"Zhang Ai? That's an interesting name. This is the first time I've heard such a weird name. Does it have a meaning?" the little prince laughed.

Of course it has a meaning, but it’s a pity that I can’t tell you. Should I tell you as soon as we meet that I once cried fear when I opened my mouth? Zhang Ain replied with a smile: "It's just a name. Isn't it just a name?"

The little prince nodded happily and said: "Sir, who are you talking about?"

But he couldn't let him ask any more questions. The more he asked and the more he spoke, the more mistakes he might make. Zhang Ai replied respectfully: "I'm just an idler. I'm ashamed to mention where my hometown is. I've been home all over the world for a long time. I'm used to it."

"Oh? Sir, you are so elegant." Xiaoyao said casually, recalling several wealthy families with the surname Zhang nearby. They corresponded one by one according to their appearance, body shape, cultivation level, etc. I heard that there was a genius master in the Zhang family in Yanggu. He has a kind face and likes beautiful women. Could it be him? But so what if it's him? Can it be compared with his royal status?

At this time, two more people got off the boat, one was about the same age as Xiaoyao, and the other was a middle-aged man. Zhang Wen had checked with his spiritual consciousness and knew that these three people were the most highly cultivated people on the ship, so he didn't pay much attention to them. If they wanted to use force, they would probably kill them all.

The middle-aged man came to stand next to Xiaoyao and looked over with a gloomy face. His eyes were not moving, as if he was blaming Zhang Wen for not knowing etiquette. The young man first walked towards Xiaoyao. When he saw the two pavilions not far away and the pretty figure looming inside the pavilion, he remembered what the soldiers said and immediately walked over to take a closer look.

Zhang Awei sighed secretly, moved his body to block his way, and said softly: "There are women in the family, so it is not convenient to see guests."

The young man was stopped and was a little surprised. He turned around and asked, "Do you know who I am?" Zhang Ain shook his head: "I don't know." The young man was surprised again. He didn't expect to hear this answer, and his eyes turned cold. He stared at Zhang Awei and said coldly: "You'd better get out of the way."

Zhang Weijing was startled by his arrogance and carefully scanned his cultivation level. It was similar to a cultivator in the transformation stage. Could it be that he also likes to hide his cultivation level and pretend to be a pig to eat a tiger like himself? After much deliberation in his mind, he finally stood still. No matter what, he couldn't let him see the appearance of the two women.

The young man's face became increasingly gloomy, and he turned to talk to Xiaoyao: "Brother Wang."

Although there are only two words, it contains multiple meanings. It can be understood as letting Xiaoyao make decisions for him, or it can also be understood as letting Xiaoyao vent his anger for him.

After Xiaoyao heard the words, he thought about it for a moment, and remembered that Zhang Awei rejected him twice and kept his words hidden, so he said to Zhang Awei: "Mr. Zhang, if you meet, it is fate. My brother is sincere and invites you to come on board." Why do you keep rejecting me as a guest?" There was another sentence that he didn't say, "Is it because you look down on Xiao Wang?"

However, although he didn't say these words, the expression on his face clearly meant this.

Zhang was so helpless that he laughed at himself and said softly: "Does Your Highness know that I am a monk?"

"I know, the world is full of monks, so what does it matter?" Xiaoyao thought that Zhang was avoiding suspicion and was afraid of being suspected of assassinating the royal family, but he didn't know that he wanted to do it.

After Zhang Wen heard his reply, he also didn't expect Xiaoyao to think this way, so he just whispered: "It's very important." It means that my cultivation level is very high, don't force me to kill people.

However, Xiaoyao went more and more wrong according to his own thoughts. He waved his hand and said: "With Mr. Long by my side, can you still hurt me? Just get on the boat and have fun together."

Only then did Zhang Ping realize that what he was thinking was completely different from what Xiaoyao was thinking. His original intention was to overwhelm him with his cultivation, make him retreat in the face of difficulties, and then leave the planet with his two girls. Who would have expected that His Highness the Prince would be so simple.

Hearing Xiaoyao's reply, Zhang was afraid that he would laugh or cry, so he sighed secretly and asked the middle-aged man: "Mr. Long, what kind of cultivation do you think I am?" Since he said it in a cryptic way, you wouldn't understand, so he simply asked directly.

Mr. Long looked at Zhang Awei carefully twice, his face became more solemn each time, and asked in a deep voice: "Are you a spiritual person?"

Fortunately, there is not much difference in the way of practice between the Xingkong side and the Xingkong side. Otherwise, Zhang Pingzhen didn't know how to explain it. He nodded and said: "I am a spiritual body, but I am not a spiritual body entering the Tao."

The spiritual body in his mouth refers to the transformation into a spiritual body after entering the Taoism. Upon closer inspection, it is not much different from the spiritual body entering the Taoism. It all shows that this person is very awesome. Take the little pig as an example. That pig has never practiced Taoism and does not know what Taoism is. He already possesses strong power. If he were to cultivate Taoism, who knows how far he can cultivate it.

Mr. Long's face became more and more solemn. He was about to surpass heaven and man and cultivate to the realm of gods and humans, so he sent him to protect Xiaoyao. However, whether the person in front of him was a spiritual body entering the Taoism or becoming a spiritual body after entering the Taoism, He would be easy to deal with, so he immediately whispered a few words into Xiaoyao's ear.

After hearing this, Xiaoyao's face darkened, and he realized that he had made a big joke. He wanted to get angry, but he was afraid that the so-called spirit body in front of him was an immortal master and he would suffer a loss, so he held back his anger and said nothing.

Zhang Wen stood there helplessly, thinking: Just toss, just toss, see if you toss me, or I toss you.

So the small island became silent, with only the sound of the waves hitting the shore and the gentle sea breeze swirling around.

Seeing that Zhang Wear and Xiaoyao were in a deadlock. If the stalemate continued for a long time, it would not look good on anyone. Mr. Long coughed and said: "Where does Mr. Zhang come from? Yanggu? Pingchuan? Zhenshan? There are so many Zhang clans in the world. This place is the best. I wonder which family Mr. Zhang comes from? Speaking of which, these families have some friendship with the young prince, so they should have more contacts. "

This was exerting pressure. It looked like they were trying to get close to each other, but in fact, they were using the pressure of the royal family to suppress him. However, Zhang was afraid that he was not from here, so naturally he would not feel this kind of pressure. He was just about to say something casually and send these people away. Suddenly, a stream of fire flew across the sky, shooting towards the island quickly, hard and accurately.

Zhang Ai's face turned cold, who did this flowing fire want to kill? He raised his palm and pushed, and the flowing fire turned in a direction and shot into the sea. Then he saw the roaring waves thousands of feet high, with dense steam scattered on them. This flowing fire turned the sea area into a big bathhouse.

When this change occurred, Mr. Long stretched out his right arm, and a heavy hammer appeared in his palm. At the same time, he shouted in a deep voice: "Your Highnesses, please come and stand behind me."

As the fire exploded into the sea, eighty guards on the ship jumped to the island at the same time, laying out layers of protection to protect the two highnesses Xiaoyao.

At this time, another stream of fire came from the distance, but it missed by half a minute and flew towards the ship.

Looking at Liuhuo's missed shot, Zhang was extremely helpless. You come to make trouble for me, and I have to help you save people. What kind of world is this? In a flash of thought, he slashed out an air blade and intercepted the flowing fire on the sea. The two collided violently, exploding with huge force. Before the thousands-foot-long raging wave had dissipated, another even bigger wave exploded at this time, with a roaring sound. A huge void exploded on the sea. All the seawater in this space was evaporated directly by the huge force of this impact.

Because the force of the impact is so great, the aftermath of the impact spreads outward from the impact point, pushing outward in circles. Wherever it passes, the sea water is lifted up, as if a curtain of water from the sky is rumbling towards you.

The first object destroyed by this impact force and this water curtain was the sea ship. It was first smashed into pieces by the huge aftermath of the impact, and then pressed by the sky-long water curtain, directly erasing the sea ship from the sea.

There were still seventeen serving women on the boat, whether they were maids, dancers or concubines, all of whom were suppressed by the water curtain, but Zhang Wen was not worried about their lives.