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56 Not tonight

Too fast! Too far! So powerful!

Xiao Kexie pondered for a while, and sweat broke out on his forehead. After a while, he answered: "I lost."

He was such an honest kid, and Yang Ming breathed a sigh of relief. He was just worried that Xiao Kexie would deny it, but now that he was prepared, it would not be easy for him to hit him.

Seeing that Xiao Kexie was about to leave, Yang Ming asked: "Lu Qing, is she okay?"

"It's not good." Xiao Kexie left a word and left with his sword. It seemed that he couldn't catch Yang Ming. He didn't care about it from the beginning.

Yang Ming was suddenly a little worried about Lu Qing, but he thought that he was now the person wanted by the Qinghe Sect and going to find her would cause trouble for her, so he gave up the idea for the time being.

Thinking of how he almost saw Lu Qing that day, Yang Ming's heart beat a little fast. He thought to himself: "Should I be responsible for her?"

However, he quickly gave up this idea and laughed at himself: "Yang Ming, stop your wishful thinking and take responsibility? Are you worthy of this person? Even if someone takes ten thousand steps back and falls in love with you, you can't even think about it.

Xiaoduo and Xiaofeng can't be protected well. Do you dare to let people follow you? Will they be hunted down with you?"

After being silent for a while, Yang Ming said to himself: "Maybe, the last misunderstanding is not necessarily a bad thing. After all, we are not the same people, and there will be no good results if we get entangled together. It is better to break it off early, right?

Yang Ming?"

Feeling gloomy in his heart, Yang Ming couldn't help but walk in when he passed by a restaurant. Unexpectedly, Qiu Wujiang was also inside, drinking with a table of beggar-looking people. He glanced around and saw that the restaurant was full of beggars. He was so melancholy just now.

My heart immediately disappeared, I just thought about not being discovered by Qiu Wujiang and leaving quickly.

However, Qiu Wujiang happened to glance over and he had no choice but to say hello.

This was the first time Yang Ming saw Qiu Wujiang smile, and he found that he still looked more pleasing to the eye without smiling.

"Yang Ming, do you want to have a drink?" Qiu Wujiang asked casually.

Yang Ming quickly declined: "No, I don't know how to drink."

At this time, the middle-aged beggar on Qiu Wujiang's left snorted coldly and said, "How can someone drink with us stinking beggars? Let's just drink by ourselves!"

Qiu Wujiang was a little embarrassed and tried to smooth things over for Yang Ming: "Brother Yang may really not know how to drink. I have known him for a while and I have never seen alcohol in his house. In this case, let me have a drink for Brother Yang!"

"How can one cup be enough?" The middle-aged beggar directly brought up a jar of wine, "You are brothers, so just have a jar and we will drink with you!"

When the beggars saw the middle-aged beggar pick up the wine jar and pour it into his mouth, they all also lifted up the wine jar and poured wine into their mouths.

Yang Ming was startled, thinking that I was just passing by, is this necessary?

Qiu Wujiang could only hold the wine jar and pour the wine. After pouring the wine from the jar, his face turned red and he sat on the chair and staggered around like a tumbler.

The middle-aged beggar picked up a jar of wine from under the table and placed it in front of Qiu Wujiang like a normal person.

"Come on, brother Qiu, the altar just now belongs to your brother, and this altar belongs to you."

Yang Ming estimated that Qiu Wujiang would be embarrassed if he drank the jar of wine. Plus, he was in a bad mood today and really wanted to drink. So he simply walked over, took Qiu Wujiang's jar of wine, and said, "He drinks for me, and I drink for him."

drink."

The middle-aged beggar mocked: "Didn't you just say you don't know how to drink?"

"Can't you drink if you don't know how to drink? Who knows how to drink after being born in the womb?" Yang Ming raised the wine jar, opened his mouth and poured it out like them, but as soon as the wine went into his throat, he fell down with a "bang" sound.

, all the wine in the wine jar has washed away my face.

The middle-aged beggar was stunned for a moment, and then he cheered: "Okay, he is a man! This is the first time I see someone who dares to lift a jar even if he doesn't know how to drink! Brother Qiu, I agree to your request!"

After the banquet ended, Qiu Wujiang helped Yang Ming walk back. Anyway, he was familiar with Yang Ming's house.

But as soon as he entered the courtyard, Qiu Wujiang discovered that something was wrong. Someone was ambushing him!

He ignored it, put Yang Ming on the bed, then stood guard in the living room, and loudly said to the door: "If you have any grudges, wait until he sobers up tomorrow. No one can touch him tonight."

Several monks walked out of the shadows, the leader of whom was a one-armed monk.

"Please also ask Donor Qiu not to get involved. This is the cause and effect between this temple and him."

Qiu Wujiang recognized the one-armed monk and said: "Master Faji, I have admired you for a long time. I heard that in order to compete with the Qinghe Sect for the dragon's demon elixir, you destroyed your cultivation and retreated from the Dharma Realm to the Transformation Realm. I don't know that you have returned to the Dharma Realm now.

Is it done yet?”

Faji replied: "Not yet, but it should be soon."

Qiu Wujiang nodded: "Then you can't take him away tonight."

Fa blindly took a step forward and confronted Qiu Wujiang: "We have to take him away tonight!"

While speaking, Dharmablind had already rushed forward. Ever since he was repeatedly defeated by Yang Ming, Dharmablind had learned his shame and became brave, and his cultivation had reached the middle stage of the Transformation Realm.

The Jingang Hall of Fenglei Temple is mainly about tempering the physical body, so Dharmablind is good at close combat. However, he was injured by Yang Ming's Dawei Tianlong Ancient Book a few times, which made him feel even more humiliated.

This time he entered the middle stage of the Transformation Realm. Naturally, he would not let go when he saw Yang Ming. First, he came to Yang Ming to avenge his previous shame, and secondly, he also wanted to avenge the madman who sacrificed his life to save him.

"Taste my Vajra Palm!" Dharma Blind shouted, and struck Qiu Wujiang with a palm. A layer of golden light condensed on the palm, as if it was plated with a layer of gold skin.

Qiu Wujiang jumped up, kicked on the beam, used his strength to dive down with a punch, and had a head-on collision with Dharmablind's Vajra Palm!

"Bang!"

Fa Blind's feet were in a bow stance, and the stone slab he was stepping on cracked instantly, and the two fists intertwined.

Suddenly, Qiu Wujiang shouted: "Broken!" and released the second wave of force.

Fa Blind couldn't hold on, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he flew out. Two monks supported him and gave him a pill.

The one-armed monk Faji nodded to the other four monks, and the four of them rushed forward.

Qiu Wujiang also came forward. He had far more combat experience than Yang Ming. He knew that the monks from Fenglei Temple were good at forming formations to deal with the enemy, so when he was still four or five steps away from the four of them, he suddenly flew out and took advantage of them before they formed an formation.

, the five fingers were like claws, grabbing at the throat of a monk. The monk was also in the middle stage of the Transformation Realm. He was not afraid at all, and reached out to grab Qiu Wujiang's wrist.

Qiu Wujiang suddenly changed his moves, knocked the monk's hands away, and bumped into him with his whole body. The monk was pushed by Qiu Wujiang's shoulder, and his chest made a fracture sound, and he flew away.

The formation of the four was in chaos, and they were all defeated by Qiu Wujiang in just one stick of incense.

However, Qiu Wujiang also had a lot of troubles. Before the alcohol had dissipated, he shook his head and shouted to Fa Ji: "This is the last one. Let's leave as soon as the fight is over."

Fa remembered the Buddha's name and clapped it with his palm from a distance.
Chapter completed!
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