| | Taoist priests in Jin Yong's world (6th Feb 23 at 8:26am UTC) | | In the midst of the whispers, there was a sudden silence, and a group of young people in Tsing Yi fluttered in, silently and neatly at their feet. This group of young people is divided into two groups, a group of young men, heroic, a group of young girls, vigorous and graceful, beautiful. Their expressions were solemn and solemn, and their eyes did not squint. In a twinkling of an eye, they had reached the middle of the apricot forest. They stopped in front of twenty Tubo lamas and stood in a fan shape. They are divided on both sides. Suddenly a few people came out. Xiao Yuesheng, Xu Zhu, Wang Yuyan, and the "hundred" four people, Wang Yuyan behind there are four Tsing Yi maid, surrounded by the disciples. Wang Yuyan dressed in a white shirt, white as snow, face covered with white gauze, outline looming, can not see the facial features, Xiao Yuesheng is still dressed in a green shirt, slightly smiling. Xu Zhu, wearing a gray monk's robe, was quite conspicuous. Four retainers and four maids in Tsing Yi stood behind them, standing in a fan shape. Not far away, the old man surnamed Fan and his party gathered together, looked at Wang Yuyan, swept them one by one, and fell on Xiao Yuesheng. The young man in blue frowned and whispered, "Who is that man?" "Which one?" The man in green shirt turned his head and asked. The one with the same clothes as you! The young man in blue frowned and his face fell. He saw that Wang Yuyan's bright eyes, like autumn water,best whirlpool tub, fell on the face of the man in the green shirt, quite focused, whispering in a low voice. It seemed that they were very close, which made him feel very uncomfortable. The man in green shirt turned to old man Fan and said, "Elder Fan, do you know this man?" Old man Fan shook his head and said, "He looks ordinary. He's not very old. He's about the same age as you. He must not be a famous person. Maybe he's from the Murong family." Holding his chin in his right hand, the purple-faced man tilted his head and said, "I look at him. Why does he look like the master of the Murong family's sweetheart? Does he look like him?" As soon as he said this, both the man in the green shirt and the young man in the blue shirt had a heavy face and were somewhat unhappy. Nonsense! Old Fan shook his head and gave a sneer. "With my eyesight, I can see that the head of the Murong family is a stunning beauty. She is beautiful and has such power. The man I like must be more beautiful than Pan An and Song Yu. How can he be such a person?!" "Fan, you are too shallow. How can you judge people by their appearance?!" The man with a purple face sneered and gave him a disdainful squint. The old man suddenly jumped three feet high, and the rat's whiskers were sticking up. "I judge people by their appearance," he said. "What's the matter?!"! Cheng, don't feel uncomfortable. Let's learn from each other. 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As they spoke, old man Fan ，”，， They were curious, and the rest of the people were curious about Xiao Yuesheng's identity. Xiao Yuesheng was rarely born. Seeing his appearance, few people knew his identity. They were all acquaintances. None of them recognized him in the apricot forest. Although people are talking about one after another, but in Xiao Yuesheng's ears, they can distinguish one by one, without feeling disorderly, listening to the comments of the people, smiling in their hearts. Yuyan, let's start. He whispered. Wang Yuyan gently nodded, the body stood up straight, the graceful curve is more obvious, she coughed lightly, the voice is like singing, passing through the apricot forest. The sound came clearly from their ears, and immediately they were curious and turned to look over. The hundred rivers stepped forward and folded their fists. He arched and said in a deep voice, "My colleagues, the next hundred rivers belong to the Murong family. The heroes came here today and failed to entertain them carefully. Please forgive me." "Don't be polite, Master Deng!"! That's it, that's it! "" People clasped their fists and spoke politely, and the apricot forest suddenly became noisy.
Baichuan laughed and said, "Recently, a great event has taken place in Wulin. Ten holy monks from Tubo have come to challenge our Wulin of the Great Song Dynasty." The twenty Tubo lamas still sat with their eyes closed, listening without hearing, like rotten wood. My master heard that ten holy monks appeared nearby, and for a moment he was itching, so he posted a post to learn about the unique Buddhist learning of Tubo, which led to today's grand meeting! Deng Baichuan Road. Daxia Deng, the Murong Family can't be defeated. Give us a break in the Wulin of the Song Dynasty! Cried one of the men. Yes yes! Give our big Song Wulin a breath. People echoed loudly and loudly. Wang Yuyan frowned lightly and her bright eyes swept away as if a wave of water had swept away. People felt a chill on their faces and could not help but stop talking. Hehe, heroes, we Murong Family will try our best to win. However, there are victories and defeats when we learn martial arts. Besides, these ten holy monks are all top figures. We can't guarantee that they will win. Deng Baichuan laughed. People smile and the heart says this too. How many heroes have been defeated by the ten holy monks of Tubo? Although the Murong family is powerful, I'm afraid I can't guarantee victory. A few of us dare not make a fool of ourselves. This time, our master will come to the end in person! Deng Baichuan sink a track. The crowd immediately cheered. Baichuan pressed his hand and said in a deep voice, "Besides, the master of the house has invited Monk Xuzhu from the Shaolin Temple to help him. At the critical moment, Monk Xuzhu will also come to an end!" The applause was even louder, and Xu Zhu stepped forward, clasped his palms together, and saluted the crowd. The name of Xu Zhu has been spreading in the martial arts world for a long time. It can be said that he is at the height of his power. People looked at him one after another and were quite surprised. They did not expect that the monk Xu Zhu was so young. ，” "All right," said Deng Bai with a smile, "I know everyone is impatient, so I won't talk nonsense any more. Let's get started. Let's welcome a holy monk of Tubo to the end." Wang Yuyan took off her veil,endless pool factory, moved lightly, stepped forward slowly, and came to the empty field in the middle. monalisa.com | |
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