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111 Yuanxiang(1/2)

The cassock danced, and the mysterious heart of the first marquis fell from a high place, looking around, with a solemn expression on his face with a little nervousness.

"Lord?"

"I am here."

A faint sound came from behind the tree, and then a man stepped out. It was the man in black robe.

"You're fine."

Xuan Xin breathed a sigh of relief and said hurriedly: "Let's leave quickly, a net of heaven and earth has been set up nearby."

"leave?"

The man in black robe sneered: "Even if he can leave here, what can he do?"

"At that time, my identity will be revealed, and my years of planning will be destroyed, and everything will no longer exist!"

"this……"

Mysterious heart stagnates.

He knew the other party's identity very well, and in this case, he had no time to restore his true identity.

"You know, my identity cannot be revealed."

The man in black robe sighed softly, and his voice became charming and gentle, making people's heart beat when they heard it.

“Lord…”

Xuan Xin's face turned red and her breathing became thicker.

"Xuanxin."

The man in black robe slowly raised his hand and elegantly lowered his head cover, revealing his black hair flying in the wind.

"Yeah... mercy."

Xuan Xin's body trembled, and her eyes were already full of fanaticism.

"I know."

The man in black lowered his head, covering up the disgust that flashed in his eyes, and smiled and said, "You have always wanted to see my body."

"Swish..."

The belt was untied, the black robe slid down, and the one that fell into Xuanxin's eyes was a flawless body.

“…”

Xuan Xin's body shaking, her arms and neck veins swelled up, and her rapid heartbeat thumped.

There were bloodshots in my eyes.

"Does it look good?"

The man in black robe kept giggling, his delicate body twisted, and everything was beautiful and thrilling!

“Good…good looking.”

Xuan Xin looked up, her expression changed back and forth, as if she was struggling constantly in the midst of despair.

…………

“Um…”

Wei Li opened his eyes tiredly, and what caught his eye was Li Yuanxiang's cold and solemn expression.

"master!"

Her eyes lit up and she shouted anxiously.

"snort!"

Li Yuanxiang snorted coldly. She was born in the royal family and the leader of the contemporary Sumi Sect, and was noble and elegant.

This is a frown, and he is even more powerful without anger.

"Did you know I am your master? I forgot how I taught you. I was captured and I didn't know how to use code words even if I left my letter?"

“…”

Wei Li stuck out his tongue and looked shy: "I forgot."

"Forgot?"

Li Yuanxiang's eyes were full of anger and she reached out to hit the other party: "I told you to forget, I told you to forget!"

"Master, don't beat me."

Wei Li immediately raised his head from the ground and kept shouting: "I will definitely remember it next time!"

"Next time?"

Li Yuanxiang raised her eyebrows.

Just then, figures swayed in the distance, and a group of monks rushed from all directions.

"Who are you waiting for? Why are you there?"

"Take it first!"

"Stop it, it's Master Li!"

Some monks shouted and stopped the monks' actions.

"Master Wuzheng."

Li Yuanxiang's face turned up, she clasped her fists at the visitor, and looked at everyone with some confusion: "What's going on?"

"Amitabha."

Wuzheng clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name, and then said, "I will not hide it from Master Li, someone has stole the scriptures of this temple and is now hiding nearby."

"oh!"

Li Yuanxiang raised his eyebrows: "Someone is so bold?"

As he said that, he looked at Wei Li and said, "It's a coincidence that my disciple has been missing for three days and was also kidnapped. That person seems to be here too."

"Uh-huh."

Wei Li nodded beside him: "He is a bad guy wrapped in a black robe. He stole Yi Jin Jing and..."

“Um…”

As soon as she spoke, she immediately covered her mouth: "I don't know, you should hurry up and grab someone."

She learned the Yijin Jing and the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art, but she must not let the monk know about it.

If these monks want to shave their heads and become nuns, and the ancient Buddha of Qinglan and will be with you for the rest of your life, it would be miserable!

"It seems that we are looking for the same person."

Wuzheng didn't know what Wei Li was thinking, so he nodded, as if he said casually: "Zengzhu Li, we might as well go with us, so as to catch the thief as soon as possible."

He led with one hand and made an invitation.

But it was vaguely, with a little threat.

No matter who it is, as long as it appears nearby at this point in time, it is questionable!

"I can't find it."

Li Yuanxiang nodded.

Before he finished speaking, a shout of killing suddenly came from a distance, and even torches swayed, looking towards this place.

There are even more shouts.

"Bold thief!"

"Don't try to escape, chase after me!"

"Disciple of Luohan Temple!"

Wuzhen's face turned solemn, and immediately shouted: "List the Eighteen Arhat Formation, others will force people over."

"Zengzhu Li?"

"Don't worry, Master."

Li Yuanxiang nodded seriously when she heard this: "With me here, I will definitely not let that person escape easily."

“Hard work.”

Wuzheng breathed a sigh of relief and rushed into the forest, trying to drive the person in this direction.

Not long.

But when the forest swayed, several figures came out from it.

Among them, several masters of the Wuzi and Xuanzi, took action to siege a man in black robe.

The man was tall and had extremely powerful martial arts skills. He was able to not lose any disadvantage under the siege of several people.

I even tried to break free from their entanglement several times.

"drink!"

The eighteen arhats in the field shouted loudly and rushed forward with sticks.

These people with the weakest cultivation level have also mastered the twelve serious skills. Through the combined power of the formation, they can compete with the masters of the Super League.
To be continued...
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