6. My nephew is about to move. The soft jade is warm and fragrant
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At the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, by the Shaoxi River, men and women, monks and laymen, stood facing each other holding knives and swords.
A piece of the hem of the gray robe was cut off. The gray robe monk of Shaolin Temple had a cautious face, his bald head was shiny with oil beads, and his nine-point ring scar was extremely hideous. He was holding the lancet he snatched in a defensive posture. It was obvious that he had just been involved in a quick fight.
I suffered a small loss.
Opposite him is a young man in a blue robe with arrow sleeves. He stands tall and straight, with a kind and delicate face. The long sword in his hand is pointing forward diagonally. In his arms, he is half-hugging a peerlessly beautiful girl in green. If his eyes were not filled with murderous intent, he is.
A wonderful and touching picture of a young man and woman cuddling together.
When A Ke stepped forward to use the sword, Liu Meng wanted to draw his sword to guard against the opponent's monk Cheng Yue's fierce attack. However, he hesitated when he saw that A Ke's move was effective and the opponent was just wondering about the origin of the move.
I waited for a while, but I didn't expect the situation to change suddenly. The monk Cheng Yue struck too quickly and knocked the lancet out of A Ke's hand with just one blow. When he quickly drew his sword and rushed forward, he was already restrained by tapping his acupoints.
However, isn't this result exactly what he wants? A'ke's two large acupoints were sealed, and he couldn't move below the waist and abdomen. His delicate body was weak and weak, and he was allowed to hug him, with his head leaning on his left shoulder, and his hands were still light.
Holding her shoulders lightly, the nephrite is warm and fragrant, and her skin is as smooth as silk. It is so wonderful. If no one can relieve her acupuncture points, hehe.
Wang Qi's arms were tapped on acupuncture points and he couldn't lift them up at all. Seeing that the junior sister was knocked down but could not take it, he had to let the junior nephew Hengshan hold him while confronting the evil monk. He was so anxious that he stamped his feet and did not dare to speak.
I'm afraid that it will affect my nephew's mind, and it will be miserable if evil monks take advantage of it.
After a stalemate for a while, Liu Meng felt the soft and warm touch on his arms and chest, while he braced himself and stared at Cheng Yue. The internal energy in his body was running and he did not dare to stop for a moment. It was indeed the old saying "pain and enjoyment."
Cheng Yue recalled in his mind the sword techniques that the young man had just used. They were fast, sharp, yet simple and ruthless. They were different from the sword techniques of the current major sects. Even though he had extensive knowledge and knowledge, he could not think of this young man in blue robe.
What is your identity? In the end, I couldn't help it anymore, so I simply asked: "This little benefactor, the swordsmanship he used just now is exquisite and superb. This is the first time a poor monk has seen it in his life. Can you tell me the name of your sect?"
The few sword skills he had just used were the simplified version of the Hui Feng Luo Yan Sword. I expected that this unknown monk would not be able to guess it. Liu Meng smiled slightly, shook his head and said: "The rules of our sect are very strict and must not be disclosed to outsiders.
The name of the sect, so you should figure it out yourself, great monk."
There are many sects in the world, and there are many with strange rules. Cheng Yue thought hard for a moment, but he was still confused. Then he looked at the opponent's fearless aura and thought to himself: if he dares to attack openly at the gate of the temple, the power of the sect behind him must be
It's not too small to kill someone, but letting it go and spreading the word would not be good for the reputation of the temple.
Cheng Yue was just a monk from the Bodhidharma Monastery. He only followed orders to fight. He never thought about it. After thinking about the conference, he couldn't come up with any better solution. So he turned around and looked at the Zhike monks behind him. A leading Zhike
The monk's name was Jingji. He was very smart and clever. When he saw his uncle looking like this, he must have been in trouble. He quickly stepped forward and said politely as usual: "Amitabha, little benefactor, good relationships are difficult to form. Originally,
It was just a verbal dispute. It was wrong for the two female donors to take the initiative and beat up the two junior brothers of this temple, but it was also wrong for the uncle of this temple to hit too hard. According to the young monk, the two sides are just on an equal footing. It is better to let the matter go. Donor, what do you think?
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It seems that Monk Jingji often acts as a peacemaker, and what he said is very fair, but if you look into it carefully, you will still be at a disadvantage. But the situation is not as good as others, and you are really not sure that you can win this monk Cheng.
Yue, not to mention carrying two encumbrances, and being in front of someone's house, it would be nice to have a step down. Besides, the purpose of provoking trouble has been achieved, and there is a chance of a beautiful woman in the arms, the fool is still waiting here to follow.
People are dying.
Liu Meng thought for a moment, then put away his weapons with Cheng Yue, nodded and said: "In that case, Qingshan will not change, we will see you later." He returned the sword to its sheath, hugged A Ke in his arms, and shouted.
Wang Qi, dissatisfied, turned around and left.
The road leading to the Shaolin Temple is a stone road with many twists and turns. If you don't use Qinggong, you will walk very slowly.
A young man held a girl in green in his arms, followed by a girl in blue with her arms lowered, walking in the quiet mountains, which was very strange.
Wang Qi and A Ke had little internal strength and could not solve the acupuncture points. Liu Meng naturally said that they could not, so the three of them had to plan to go back to Zhongyue Temple and find experts from the Songshan and Hengshan sects to solve the acupoints.
A'ke couldn't move from the waist down, and the senior sister couldn't lift her arms even after the acupuncture points were tapped, so she had to let her nephew hold her in her arms. She walked bumpily, and her thighs supported by her arms felt hot and numb.
Coupled with the fact that his head was close to the nephew's heart, the majestic smell of the man's body and the powerful heartbeat when he ran around made people unable to control themselves.
Akko was just a seventeen-year-old pure girl. She had never experienced this. She was so ashamed that her whole body was hot and she couldn't even speak. She could only bury her head hard, and her heart was shaking wildly.
Wang Qi, like A Ke, learned extremely complex moves, but lacked internal strength and lightness skills. After walking on the mountain road for a long time, no matter how fast he went, he was a little tired and couldn't keep up. But Liu Meng was holding a person in his arms.
If you stop and go, although the time of close contact will be longer, it will also make you more tired.
Therefore, Liu Meng deliberately said: "Uncle Wang, the acupoints have been pressed for a long time, and it is not a good thing to have blocked blood. We are still more than ten miles away from Zhongyue Temple, so it is better for my nephew to go first and unblock Master Chen's acupoints quickly, so as not to leave anything behind."
What do you think about the future troubles?"
Having large acupuncture points on the human body do damage to the meridians over time, Wang Qi and A Ke both knew this. Seeing Master Nephew Liu's sincere face and beads of sweat on his forehead, Wang Qi felt grateful and spoke softly,
Said: "What my nephew said makes sense. I just have Yanggu and other acupoints on both arms. It doesn't matter. My sister is a big acupoint on Qihai Lingtai. I can't take it off for too long. I need to find someone to relieve the acupoints as soon as possible. Thank you, my nephew."
Already."
It’s not hard work, it’s not hard, the fragrance is warm and refreshing, and the nephew is so happy. Liu Meng snickered in his heart, but he didn’t dare to say that, he just agreed, then lowered his head and pretended to be dead in his arms.
Ke said softly: "Uncle, be careful, my nephew is about to move."
He exerted force with his feet and took eight steps to catch the cicada. The hot air blown by Liu Meng just made A Ke feel itchy and embarrassed behind his ears. He felt that something was wrong with his nephew's words. Before he could think of what was wrong, he felt that something was wrong.
A strong force tugged at me, and I screamed "Ah" subconsciously. I hugged my nephew's neck tightly with both hands. I could only hear the rapid wind in my ears and the whistling of clothes in the air. I understood that my nephew had already stood up.
Law.
Liu Meng used his Qinggong with all his strength, abandoning the ready-made stone roads and choosing those deep forested mountain paths, but deliberately avoiding tourists or pedestrians in the mountains. Anyway, Liu Meng had a lot of internal strength, so Liu Meng just took advantage of the opportunity. He used eight steps on the flat ground.
When chasing cicadas, if they encounter trees or rivers, they will jump over them with a twist and turn through the clouds. When they are proud, they will roar loudly, which is quite like the style of a mountain king who is proud of the mountains and forests.
