Chapter 3 The Evil Monk of Blood Sword

Author: Shangliu

Chapter 3 The Evil Monk of Blood Sword

On the bank of the river.

Somehow, Li Mochou fought with several warriors dressed in Tibetan monks.

Long Peng didn't mean to intervene, he was just a little curious, "Nephew, who are those monks?"

Hong Lingbo was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that Li Mochou was fighting with someone. After observing for a while, he showed an angry look, "They are lustful monks from the Blood Knife Sect. These smelly monks do not look like monks at all."

When Long Peng heard this, he nodded thoughtfully, "Don't you go and help?"

“Master didn’t…”

"Lingbo, what are you doing when you are stunned?!"

Before Hong Lingbo finished speaking, he heard Li Mochou call her and was so scared that he was shocked and hurriedly pulled out the long sword from his waist.

"Master, I'll help you now!"

Hong Lingbo stepped forward with his sword, and Li Mochou jumped out of the battle circle.

Long Peng looked at her relaxed look and guessed that she should have kept her mouth alive on purpose.

"Junior brother, how has my junior sister been doing recently?"

Long Peng withdrew his eyes, drank tea, and pondered, "I haven't returned to the ancient tomb for a long time, and I don't know what Sister is doing now."

Li Mochou smiled with his lips and was about to reply, when he saw the battle situation on Hong Lingbo's side, his eyebrows frowned.

"Lingbo, you have to tell me a few times. The moves will be alive. If you can't kill them after thirty moves, you will be killed!"

Upon hearing this, Hong Lingbo cried and continued to fight against the blood sword monks.

but.

Perhaps because Li Mochou said just now, his move became more and more chaotic and he was at a disadvantage, and he was surrounded by dangers.

"Roasted wood!"

Li Mochou shouted angrily, and several silver needles emitting coldness popped out with their fingers. Only "swish, swish--" sounded through the air, and Hong Lingbo had no living mouth in front of him.

“Huhu…”

Hong Lingbo was panting and did not dare to delay, so he immediately ran to the tea stall and half-kneeled down.

"I am stupid. Please forgive me. I will definitely improve next time."

"If you don't practice hard, you will think about it all day long, and you still want to improve your martial arts skills?"

Seeing that Li Mochou had the intention of making up old accounts, Hong Lingbo felt that he was in trouble.

"I know my mistake and my master calms down. I will decide not to be lazy anymore. I will work hard to practice and be filial to my master."

"snort!"

Li Mochou snorted coldly, "I'm still here and I'm not sure what I told you before?"

When Hong Lingbo heard this, he felt relieved in his heart, knowing that he had already missed it.

"Disciple is going to prepare dry food and horses now, please wait."

Seeing Hong Lingbo running away like he ran away, Long Peng smiled in a hoarse smile.

"Senior sister is obviously worried about her nephew's safety, so why should she act so sternly?"

Li Mochou unnaturally closed his sleeves, paused for a while, and asked directly, "Speaking of this, I don't know who was hurt by my junior brother?"

"Senior sister wants to know?"

Seeing that his face was wrong.

Li Mochou suddenly became interested, "Let me tell you, I think it's all interesting to hear, and I'll help you to relieve your fatigue."

Long Peng lightly lit the Eight Immortals Table with his fingertips, and after thinking for a while, he told the story.

Li Mochouxian pointed his fingers around his temples and looked at Long Peng with interest, his eyes full of playfulness and smiles.

"Xiao Mutou, you are really unlucky. When you were a child, you were stupid and not very smart. Then your master was cruelly sent to the hypocrites of Quanzhen Sect on the grounds of the rules of the Tomb Sect. Haven't you ever resented your master?"

Xiaomu is the nickname of Long Peng when he was in the ancient tomb.

Long Peng returned to his senses and looked at Li Mochou in a complicated manner, "Master has his own considerations, and I also know the Master's intentions, so I have never had any resentment."

"You are broad-minded."

Li Mochou sneered twice, even disdained, and said, "From what you meant just now, are you going to be with Quanzhen Sect until you die?"

"I will kill anyone who wants to kill me!"

"Hahaha……"

Li Mochou laughed wildly, "Junior brother, junior brother... It's not that I look down on you, it's because your crazy words are too funny, senior sister, I can't help it..."

"Then my senior sister just thinks it's just for fun, and it's a good thing to smile more."

Li Mochou's smile stopped abruptly and his expression returned to indifference.

"Junior brother, when the matter I have finished dealing with, you can follow me to go back to the ancient tomb."

Long Peng didn’t know what her idea was?

"Can you refuse?"

Li Mochou's eyes turned cold, "I think about the friendship between my classmates. I don't want to do it. I hope you can know the right measure with your junior brother."

Looking at Li Mochou, who was lingering in his eyebrows and eyes, Long Peng suddenly realized.

When I was a kid.

Maid Lin often goes into seclusion, while Grandma Sun is getting older, so most of Long Peng and Xiaolongnu are taken care of by Li Mochou.

Long Peng was stupid when he was young, so it was much harder to take on than Xiaolongnu.

Although Li Mochou said it was troublesome and annoying, he still tried his best and did not give up the pick.

She was then.

He is gentle and kind-hearted, and is a very good woman.

"Senior sister... I heard from my sister that before my death, my master was still thinking about you and expelling you out of the ancient tomb. I also felt that your temperament was not suitable for the ancient tomb. And the "Jade Girl Heart Sutra" was also passed on to my sister..."

"Enough!"

Li Mochou suddenly spoke out and stared at Long Peng, "I am not as good as my junior sister at all. Do you really think I don't know?"

"Senior sister, you really misunderstood Master, Master..."

Crack-

"Shut up!"

Li Mochou slapped the tea table with his palm, his towering chest undulates, "Get out of here."

"Senior sister..."

"roll!"

Long Peng's throat squirmed, he wanted to speak but stopped. After sighing, he stood up.

"The grandma is old and in poor health. She will lose her feelings when she meets her again. I thought about going back to the ancient tomb to visit her. Before leaving, my junior brother will go to Chixia Village to visit her senior sister..."

"Senior sister, take care of yourself."

The boy was getting farther and farther away, and the shadow was pulled long and long by the setting sun until it disappeared.

Li Mochou nodded and said nothing.

The broken light passed through the sign and landed on half of her cheeks. Her eyebrows and eyes stretched out, and her whole body seemed to be softer.

soon.

"Master, I'm back!"

Hong Lingbo came back with two horses, sat on the bench, drank a bowl of tea, wiped sweat on his sleeves, and looked around, "Huh... Where is the uncle of the junior?"

Without replying, Li Mochou lightly put on his horse and urged, "Let's go!"

"Master, don't wait for the master..."

"If you ask you to leave, where can you come from so much nonsense?"

Hong Lingbo's liver and gallbladder trembled, and he immediately became honest and followed Li Mochou to the east.

The sun sets in the west, and the setting sun is like blood.

The breeze blew, and the bamboo forest made a rustling sound, which was very pleasant.

Long Peng's feet stopped stepping and said coldly, "After following you for so long, can't you come out?"

call--

The wind blew on my cheeks, very comfortable.

Long Peng reached out and broke a bamboo stick, and suddenly swept towards the bushes beside the road, causing a shrill whistling sound.

"Mom, you actually saw it!"

A famous monk with a big waist and a round waist walked out cursingly.

——Blood Sword Gate, Baoxiang.

The treasure elephant's face was covered with flesh and a beard on both cheeks, and looked very ferocious. He surrounded the monk's robe, revealing half of his chest, and pointed the big knife in his hand at Long Peng's face.

"Baby, hurry up, kneel down and admit defeat, and surrender. I'm in a good mood to spare your life."

Seeing the true energy attached to the sword in the treasure elephant's hand, Long Peng's sword eyebrows shrank slightly, and he felt that it was so difficult that he felt that he was indeed as Li Mochou said.

Some...unlucky.
Chapter completed!