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Chapter 779: Jian Xiao Lingyun Temple! (3)
The old man shook his head, "This, old age really doesn't know!"
Wu Shuang looked at the old man earnestly, "You tell me, I'm not malicious, I just want to see her, say to her, sorry!"
The old man was helpless, "It's not that I don't say it, I really don't know. I am just Mr. Tutor in the restaurant. I haven't even seen the master's face. How can I know the host's whereabouts?!"
Seeing his face as sincere, he didn't look like a lie, and sat back to the original land disappointing.
To put it bluntly, Xiao Yao has always been cautious, how can he tell these ordinary people casually?!!
"Seeing the son's body, the old is rest assured, you should take a good rest, the old is going to take care of the business in front!" Wen Yan comforted, the old man helped him lying back to the pillow, and he ordered the branches on the side, and he ordered the branches.
"Branches, take good care of your son!"
The old man went out and went out of the pillow where he could sleep. He was picked up by the bed and watched the riverside outside the window.
, Suddenly I realize it.
Turn around, he rushed towards the door.
"Son, where are you going?!"
Zhier caught up and pulled his arm.
"I have an urgent matter, I have to leave!" Wushuang opened her to grab his little hand.
The branch was so laughing, "Even if you want to leave, you have to put on your clothes and your hair on your hair?!"
Wushuang looked at himself in doubt, and then noticed that he was just a brand new clothes. He was reddish red, and he was busy looking back on the side of the bed, grabbing the robe and put it on his body.
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A hundred miles away.
Lingyun Temple.
Sitting on the ground in the sun at noon, the body was covered with a layer of golden mang, which looked particularly solemn and solemn.
In the air, the figure flashed.
There is an extra dishword black figure on the top of the big Buddha. For a moment, two more people fell behind that person with a guardian attitude.
Xiao Yao looked at the finger wide cracks on his head, "Here, it should be the place where the dean burned money for my father, right?!"
"At that time, the dean lost Xiao Sangong, and he went to the river by the current. He drank a night of wine here, burned the paper for a night, and pulled the erhu one night!"
That night, the monk of the entire Lingyun Temple was burst into tears by Xiao Sanzi! "
Of course, Xiao Yao knew that these monks would not really be sad for his father's death. The reason why he could cry was because the dean's meaning was stained, and he couldn't cry without crying!
"I want to say, they are not even qualified for my father and the evil!" Xiao Yao shook his fingers and raised his right hand, and the purple light flashed between his fingers, and the sword of the gods had been held in his hand. "This sword, the sword name,
The god of God, but just killed a mortal, Dao Dao Buddha is the true god of the world. Then I will take this giant Buddha today to open the sword! "
The wrist turned gently, Xiao Yao raised his hand gently, holding his hand against the sword, and seemed to be stabbing down at will.
In that narrow crack.
Drawing out the sword and pulling out the stone, Xiao Yao clicked his feet and flew up. Behind him, Yasheng and Liandong also flew up. The three of them landed on their mounts respectively. The three golden-winged tigers headed by Niu Niu spread their wings and flew towards Ling Yun.