My wife is the reborn boss

Abbot Xuankong opened his eyes, with a compassionate expression on his face, "Junior Brother Xuanyue, don't worry, the little monk will send you away."

Xuan Le showed joy, endured the severe pain in her abdomen, climbed up to Abbot Xuan Kong, and kowtowed heavily, "Thank you, senior brother! Thank you, senior brother!"

"Amitabha, goodness, kindness" Abbot Xuankong was merciful, and smashed Xuanle's sky cap with his palm. He didn't even react, and his face still maintained the happy expression of the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

The three masters, Xuanji, Xuanhua, and Xuanjie, all had unchanged expressions.

Only Wu Qiong was in doubt.

Abbot Xuankong turned around, "Wu Shaoxia."

Wu Qiong stepped back a few feet and said cautiously, "Please speak."

Does he want to kill me?

"Why are you so far away?" Abbot Xuankong was puzzled.

"The moon looks rounder here." Wu Qiong explained.

"" Abbot Xuankong saw Wu Qiong's distrust, and said with a wry smile, "Please rest assured, Shaoxia Wu, our temple will not harm you."

Wu Qiong glanced at Xuan Le, who had fallen to the ground and had no breath, and said speechlessly, "Master, don't be joking. If you didn't want to kill me, why did you kill Xuan Le, who is already a useless person?"

I really regret that I didn't bring Xiaobai. If the two of them were together, maybe I could escape without paying the price.

Abbot Xuankong said with a sad face, "Because this little monk can't bear to see Junior Brother Xuanyue continue to suffer."

Xuanji said, "Brother is still too kind."

Xuanjie Xuanhua also echoed, "Yes, yes."

Wu Qiong "hehe"

Are these bald guys crazy?

Xuan Kong looked at Wu Qiong reproachfully, "Does Wu Shaoxia want him to torture him alive? No, this is too cruel, and I will never allow it!"

"Isn't it good to live?" Wu Qiong was tired.

Xuankong shook his head, and said seriously, "Please put yourself in Wu Shaoxia's shoes and think about it, if you become an elder in one of the top sects in the world, and then one day your dantian is abolished suddenly, and the superb skills you have cultivated for decades are all wiped out, your own You have also become a traitor that cannot be tolerated by the world, can you endure the torment and torture in your heart, and the strange eyes cast by the world, and persist in living?"

"No," Wu Qiong said in a low voice.

But Xuan Le can!Judging from his strong desire to survive just now, it is obvious that he would rather live than die!

"So in order to avoid his pain, the little monk would rather add karma to his body than see him being tortured." Abbot Xuankong closed his eyes in pain and put his hands together.

The other three masters also put their hands together, and the four recited the Buddha's name "Amitabha" at the same time.

Facing a lineup of two "innate" and two "natural" lineups, Wu Qiong wisely chose to forget about this matter.

Who is Xuan Le?Is there such a person in Shaolin Temple?

Abbot Xuankong showed a smile of "children can teach" "Since this matter is over, let's do what you promised the young hero last night." The three unique schools will be handed over to the young hero to observe for one night, but they must be accompanied by two juniors, Xuan Jie and Xuan Hua."

For the deal reached last night, Wu Qiong helped investigate how many spies were in the temple and who the spies were.If the matter is successful, Shaolin will allow him to observe the 'Maha Wuliang Jue' and the 'Bodhi Mingxin Dafa' and 'Vajra Prajna Heart Sutra' brought back by Xuanji.

"Thank you, the abbot really keeps his word." Wu Qiong bowed solemnly, and then, led by Xuan Jie and his two, headed towards the scripture storage pavilion.

A faint murmur came from behind, "You want to leave after offending the abbot?"

Wu Qiong's pace of leaving quickened.

"Brother, is it really good for an outsider to learn these three unique skills? After all, the three volumes in one are the golden martial arts practiced by the legendary Bodhidharma." Xuanji frowned, and suddenly a flash of inspiration "I understand! Senior brother sees that this son will be extraordinary in the future, if we can't get rid of him at this time, we should make good friends with him, so as to prevent him from harming me in Shaolin in the future!"

"Junior brother, you have already returned to Shaolin, and you don't need to act anymore, so don't have so many dramas in your heart."

"Then why"

"It doesn't matter." Master Xuan Kong interrupted him, and said calmly, "The three-volume 'Sattva Twelve General Art' is indeed a golden martial art, but it has a fatal flaw, so it doesn't matter if Wu Shaoxia gets it."

Xuanji said in a deep voice, "Unless you have a thousand years of cultivation, you can't use this tactic even if you learn it."

Abbot Xuankong nodded, with a mysterious smile, "And Wu Shaoxia's relationship with Shaolin goes beyond that."

Master Xuanji thought deeply when he heard the words

In the early morning of the next day, Wu Qiong woke up from the meditation with his eyes closed, put down the three volumes of unique learning in his hand, said hello to the two masters of Xuanjie and Xuanhua who had been guarding him all night, and walked out of the Sutra Pavilion.

Not far away, the little white girl with her arms folded on her chest leaned against a tree and closed her eyes to rest her mind. She had been guarding here all night.

Wu Qiong approached quietly and looked at her carefully.

At this time, it happened that Chaoyang was just born, and the sunlight hit her face through the leaves, adding a bit of softness to her stern and pretty face.

Wu Qiong couldn't help stretching out his sinful left hand, stroking her face.

The little white girl opened her eyes, looking at him quietly with black and white eyes.

It just so happened that a breeze blew by at this time, and a strand of hair from Su Mubai's temples fell mischievously in front of his ears.Wu Qiong's outstretched left hand naturally put the strand of blue silk behind her ear, and did not withdraw his hand, but caressed her delicate, blushing auricle.

After a long time, he said softly, "That's great."

When the spring breeze blows gently, 17-year-old Su Mubai is standing there.

People say that the years are never far away, and there is no parting in youth. However, the years are helpless and the memories are fading with the wind.From 27 years old to 17 years old, the affectionate eyes spanned ten years, and more than ten years can tell all the stories clearly. After all, what is young is youth, and what is flowing is time.

The spring morning sun shone on his face, adding a touch of tenderness to the corners of his raised mouth.

The little white girl looked at him blankly.

After a long time, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Getting acquainted with you at the beginning is like returning from an old friend"

Chapter 42 Goodbye, Shaolin

Looking at the two people as if they were in a painting from a distance, Jie Se and Ye Qingxuan slowed down their approach.

Ye Qingxuan smiled warmly, "What a pair of immortal couples."

Rebooting but frowning slightly, remained silent.

"What's wrong?" Ye Qingxuan asked softly when he saw that his expression was not right.

"You and I can see how Miss Su treats Brother Wu." Jie Se glanced at him, "It's just that Miss Su is a disciple of the Demon Sect after all."

Ye Qingxuan heard the words and said seriously, "Through the past few days of getting along, don't you still have prejudice against Miss Su?"