Chapter 155 Old bald donkey, how dare you hurt my face

Author: ten lights

Chapter 155 Old bald donkey, how dare you hurt my face

"Everything you have is given by me. Without me, you are nothing."

"A dragon begets a dragon, a phoenix begets a phoenix, and a mouse's son can make holes. This is a folk joke, but I think it makes sense."

"The most fortunate thing for you is that half of my blood is flowing in your body. Otherwise, as a humble mother of yours, you would not be qualified to kneel here and listen to my lectures."

"There are some things that I am willing to give you. That is a gift."

"In other words, if I am not willing to give it to you, you should never reach out and take it!"

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My father said that if it is not given to him, he should never reach out and take it.

Xiao Hongshen was covered in cold sweat. He watched helplessly as Wu Chengnan was captured by the armored army. The fireworks show behind him finally came to an end.

"What should I do now?" Xiao Hongshen looked at the man in Taoist robes, his eyes bloodshot: "Father! Only you can save me now!"

The man in Taoist robes sighed softly: "Only at this time will you call Pindao Yafu."

Xiao Hongshen has no master. Now that Wu Chengnan has been arrested, Chai You must have suffered the same fate. All his people must have missed.

As the last fireworks dissipated, the two people were enveloped in darkness.

Xiao Hongshen's eyes were fixed on the man in front of him. He was the only one who could save him in this situation.

"If I didn't want to save you, I wouldn't have come here tonight." He patted Xiao Hongshen on the shoulder and told him to calm down: "This matter is not that serious. You will have to listen to me next time."

Just then.

A sharp palm wind struck from behind the two of them.

The two quickly ducked away.

The man in Taoist robes looked at the person who came, and could vaguely see that the person was wrapped in black night clothes and wearing a terrifying ghost mask on his face.

"Who are you?"

Xiao Hongshen scolded sharply.

The ghost-faced man squinted his eyes and looked at the two people on the eaves, with deep doubts flashing in his eyes.

But before he could speak, the man in Taoist robes had already taken the lead in launching his killing move.

The ghost-faced man was obviously no match for him, and was defeated by the murderous moves.

Seeing the last palm knocking him off the eaves, the Taoist-robed man used his wind-shaped sword to strike directly at him. The ghost-faced man couldn't help but close his eyes.

The expected pain did not come, and a joking voice came to my ears.

"Senior brother, the longer you live, the more you return. To be so cruel to the younger generation, you really feel sorry for the master's spirit in heaven." The speaker was dressed in white robes, and his handsome face was covered by a smooth face.

New head.

Astonishingly, he is the Abbot of Void.

Vukong raised his hand and easily defused the move of the man in Taoist robes. Another ghost-faced man lifted up the ground with his inner strength and said softly: "You go first."

The ghost-faced man pursed his lips, covered his chest, cast an unkind gaze on Xiao Hongshen, and the last one jumped away.

"Can't let him go!"

Vukong turned sideways and blocked Xiao Hongshen's path to pursue him.

Xiao Hongshen's eyes fell viciously on Xukong: "This temple remembers you, you are the abbot of Xukong of Nanshan Temple."

Void clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, thank you for remembering the title of the Poor Monk."

"Why did you appear here tonight?" Xiao Hong asked forcefully.

Xukong raised his eyes and glanced at the Taoist standing in the shadow opposite, and chuckled: "Wherever he is, the poor monk will be there."

"Okay." The man in Taoist robe slowly walked under the moonlight, revealing a cold and ascetic face, with thin eyes in his narrow eyes. He turned out to be a handsome man who was not inferior to Void.

"After so many years, senior brother is finally willing to reveal his true face in Lushan." Vukong said unceremoniously: "Or are you in a hurry and haven't had time to change your appearance?"

The man in Taoist robe said nothing.

Vukong cast his gaze on the seventh prince behind him: "One thought becomes empty and another thought becomes devil. I originally thought that senior brother could be so thorough. Look at what you are like now, but you are just a fool who has been played by the world."

"Stop talking nonsense. If you let that person go, then I will keep your life." The man in Taoist robes raised his hand and struck a fierce palm wind, jumping in the air to avoid it.

He had a peaceful face and clasped his hands.

"We haven't seen each other for so many years, and my senior brother is still so irritable."

The man in Taoist robes gave Xiao Hongshen a look: "Leave it to me here, you go chase the ghost-faced man. No matter what, we can't let him leave alive tonight."

Xiao Hongshen thought about the skill of the ghost-faced man just now and hesitated a little.

"Don't worry, he was seriously injured and is no match for you."

The man in Taoist robes dispelled Xiao Hongshen's scruples.

Xiao Hong took a deep look into the void, then stepped back, chasing the place where the Ghost-Faced Man disappeared.

Xukong watched Xiao Hongshen disappear, retracted his gaze, and looked at the man in Taoist robes slowly.

"He and his mother look really alike, don't they? Senior brother."

"Stop talking nonsense, I haven't seen you for so many years. Let me see if you have followed up on your cultivation over the years."

Vukong had a gentle look on his face, his strange eyes shining brightly in the dark night: "It's so rude to fight and kill. We haven't seen each other for so many years. Senior brother, don't you want to catch up with me and reminisce about old times?"

"Let's do it." Void responded with a blow from the man's palm.

The wind from his palm picked up the gravel on the ground, and although Xukong turned sideways to dodge, the gravel still hit Xukong's face directly, and he twitched the corners of his lips.

The strange pupils are a bit colder.

Void stretched out his hand and touched his face, his fingertips stained with blood.

His face, which had been so cheerful at first, suddenly darkened.

"Song Huaxu, you old bald donkey, how dare you hurt my face!"

Song Huaxu saw Void and began to curse. His expression did not change, his eyes remained calm, and he raised his hand and struck out with another palm wind.

Void jumped up directly this time and landed on the eaves.

"Then junior brother, I don't need to be merciful."

He clasped his hands together, and the air pressure around him suddenly dropped, as if a pair of big hands unintentionally squeezed the space, and the surrounding trees instantly turned into powder!

It's a killing move!

Song Huaxu snorted coldly. At this time, he was no longer the old man riding a donkey on Chang'an Street. Tonight, he took off all disguises and was like an emotionless god. He instantly got off the ground and stood in the void.

On the opposite eaves, disputes are about to break out!

The other side.

The ghost-faced man held onto the wall, bent down and spit out a mouthful of blood.

She is clearly Yan Wanqing.

At this moment, she was holding back the fainting caused by the surge of blood, but there was something in her mind that was even more difficult for her to accept.

The Taoist who looked very young.

The skills and moves were exactly the same as those of her master Song Huaxu.

But from the look and demeanor, they were not the same person at all.

what is going on?

Why did Vukong call him senior brother again?

Yan Wanqing's brain felt like it was going to explode.

Just as she was about to take off her mask and take a breath, she suddenly turned her head warily.

I saw Xiao Hongshen slowly jumping down from the wall.

"Run, why don't you keep running?"
Chapter completed!