Heroic Wife Reborn

135 Master Good Friday

Wait for me, Yu Xiaoxiao said to Xiao Zhuang and Xiao Wei.

When Xiao Zhuang stayed on top of the wall honestly, Xiao Wei followed Yu Xiaoxiao and jumped off the wall, whispering to Yu Xiaoxiao, Princess, do we really want to fight?

Yu Xiaoxiao: I won't hit him.

Xiaowei breathed a sigh of relief, Master Fenglin was still lying there, and they beat up another monk from the Yongsheng Temple.

Yu Xiaoxiao didn't have Xiaowei's heart of worrying about the country and the people, so she swayed to the corner of the wall where Beiyuan was hiding.

Beiyuan was discovered by Yu Xiaoxiao, and he didn't panic at all, and he didn't salute Yu Xiaoxiao, but asked Yu Xiaoxiao mockingly: Have you taken the medicine, Your Highness?

Presumptuous! Xiao Wei scolded Bei Yuandao.

Bei Yuan disdainfully said: This is what Her Royal Highness said, Princess, is this poor monk right?

Yu Xiaoxiao: Yes, I wanted to take medicine, but I found out that I forgot to bring medicine today. After saying this, Her Royal Highness was very satisfied. Yes, it's too simple.

Xiao Wei didn't dare to laugh, he couldn't ruin the aura of his princess at this time.

Monk Beiyuan, like Young Master Fenglin, had never seen such a shameless person like Yu Xiaoxiao before coming to Fengtian. Of course, the two who were still sitting in his young master's dormitory were the same! Then can Her Royal Highness go back with the poor monk to see the young master? Bei Yuan asked holding back his anger.

Yu Xiaoxiao stretched out and grabbed the collar of Beiyuan's monk's robe.

Bei Yuan turned to one side, avoiding Yu Xiaoxiao's hand, and said angrily, Your Highness, are you trying to hurt someone again?

Beiyuan was able to dodge his own blow, which surprised Yu Xiaoxiao.

Seeing that Bei Yuan put his hands on his waist, Xiao Wei hurriedly drew the saber from his waist out of its sheath, and shouted, What do you want to do?!

This time, Xiao Zhuang also unsheathed his sword and jumped off the wall.

Bei Yuan sneered, he knew that Yu Linglong was highly skilled in martial arts, and he just wanted to see if this princess of Fengtian would dare to fight him after Xianzong had come to make amends. (By the way, Master Beiyuan, which eye of yours saw that His Majesty Xianzong came to make amends? Silence!)

Yu Xiaoxiao misunderstood the meaning of Beiyuan's sneer at the moment. In Her Royal Highness' eyes, this monk was going to fight with her and Xiaozhuang Xiaowei. I won't beat you, Yu Xiaoxiao said to Beiyuan, I'll send you to your young master.

What did you say? Bei Yuan put his hand on his waist, where his soft whip was wrapped.

Yu Xiaoxiao looked to the side and said, Why is there a woman there?

The gate of Huguo Temple is closed today, how could there be a woman? Bei Yuan subconsciously followed Yu Xiaoxiao's gaze.

Small sample! Yu Xiaoxiao sneered, this time, the speed of Her Highness's attack was exactly the speed of her chopping up zombies back then.

Bei Yuan was distracted and couldn't even make a move to evade, so Yu Xiaoxiao grabbed the collar of his clothes, You! Bei Yuan angrily said to Yu Xiaoxiao.

Yu Xiaoxiao picked up Beiyuan and threw it into Young Master Fenglin's dormitory, saying, Let's go.

Xiao Zhuang and Xiao Wei looked up and watched Bei Yuan fly away like a meteor.

Xiao Zhuang said: Princess, this monk will not die, will he?

Yu Xiaoxiao: He loves to die, let's find the kitchen.

The monks were all thrown away by their own princess, Xiao Zhuang and Xiao Wei had nothing to worry about, and followed Yu Xiaoxiao to the northwest of Huguo Temple.

In Young Master Fenglin's dormitory, the negotiation parties had given up on verbal communication, Chengguan Guoshi knew that Gu Xinglang's foot was seriously injured, so he stood in front of Gu Xinglang. Seeing that the national teacher had chosen to protect Gu Xinglang, Xianzong could only close his eyes, lamenting that it was meaningless for him to be an emperor, while waiting to be slapped by the furious monks.

My lord!

stop!

Gu Xinglang and Young Master Fenglin shouted at the same time.

Xianzong felt a slap wind blowing towards him, His Majesty the Emperor stood strong and did not move, for his daughter, he received this slap!

At this moment, there was a sound of a heavy object falling from the roof of the dormitory, a bang dong.

Everyone froze together and looked up at the roof.

When Xianzong raised his head, he said to himself, Linglong is going to demolish the house?

Beiyuan's body smashed a hole in the roof and fell to the floor of the dormitory.

Xianzong stretched his head to look at Beiyuan, and patted his chest. Fortunately, the monk was still panting.

Beiyuan? After being stunned for a moment, Young Master Fenglin asked Beiyuan angrily, What's wrong with you? You know, this must be Yu Linglong's handwriting again!

Beiyuan turned pale, struggled to move his body on the rubble-covered ground, opened his mouth but did not make a sound.

Everyone took a closer look, and saw a thin iron bar piercing the throat of Beiyuan monk. It was shocking to watch.

Xianzong blinked his eyes and said, Didn't Master Beiyuan go to take care of Linglong? Why did he run to the roof? Hehe, it seems that you are still childlike, Master.

Shut up! Young Master Fenglin lost his mind at this moment, and shouted at Xianzong.

Master! Before Xianzong had any reaction, several monks exclaimed at the same time after Master Fenglin scolded Xianzong.

Master Fenglin spat out a mouthful of blood on the mattress.

Gu Xinglang looked at Young Master Fenglin coldly, and said, Don't worry, Young Master. Master Beiyuan is still alive. It seems that the thin iron didn't hurt his trachea. Master is very lucky.

Xianzong said: Bless all the Buddhas of Yongsheng Temple, Master Beiyuan, don't be so naughty in the future, it's too dangerous to go on the roof.

Who hurt you? Master Fenglin asked Beiyuan with blood on his mouth.

A monk walked up to Beiyuan with a pen and paper, unable to speak, but Beiyuan could write.

Xianzong, Gu Xinglang and Chengguan Guoshi stared at Beiyuan. Xianzong has even made up his mind, Beiyuan just wrote his daughter's name, as long as there is no evidence, they will deny it to death!

But Beiyuan just looked at Young Master Fenglin, and made a few ahhh sounds in his throat.

The monk holding the pen and paper looked at Beiyuan's hands, and said anxiously to Master Fenglin, Master, Beiyuan's hands are broken.

Beiyuan passed out at this moment, and the thin iron bars passed through his throat, blocking the blood from the wound, so everyone only saw the wound, but not a little blood.

Oh my god, my ancestors and ancestors bless you, Xianzong is relieved now, this one can't speak, can't move his hands, then consider yourself unlucky, Come here! Xianzong shouted out of the dormitory: The imperial doctor comes in! He has to let this master, and he will never be able to give up his daughter in this life.

Where is Yu Linglong? Young Master Fenglin spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, glaring at Xianzong and asked.

Xianzong looked at the young master Fenglin at this moment, and sighed in his heart, what does not eat the fireworks of the world, who is a banished fairy, should really let those little girls outside who are fascinated by this young master come and see, this The Young Master of Yongsheng Temple has red eyes, blood on the corner of his mouth, and an angry face. Is this still a fairy? It's just a girly little boy!

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