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Accompanied by the burst of strong light, a sharp scream suddenly came from behind.

Then, the sound of stumbling footsteps followed.

Apparently, Mage Keba, who was hiding in the shadows, didn't know the specific function of the ammunition. Under the ammunition that was enough to blind people, he really suffered a big loss.

After the surrounding glare had almost dissipated, Liang Yue turned around and walked out from behind the bookshelf, holding two knives in her hands, and walked towards the monk in Tibetan robes who was constantly rubbing her eyes and looking dizzy not far away. go.

According to Liang Yue's own understanding, a weapon like a flash bomb not only emits a strong light, but when it explodes, it can also cause negative states such as tinnitus and temporary loss of thinking ability.

The flat-headed lama in front of him is obviously not very lucky. He has practiced martial arts for many years, and he has mastered many strange skills. He is really versatile.

It's a pity that I ran into Liang Yue who didn't play cards according to common sense. After taking a careless move and eating two grenades in succession, the skills that I had practiced for many years became useless in an instant, and I didn't even have a chance to use them.

"Who are you~ why are you so despicable"

"Let's go~"

Seeing the distorted and painful monk in front of him, who couldn't even stand still, but still insisted on trying to scold him, Liang Yue immediately raised his waist knife without hesitation, and slashed obliquely at the back of his head.

There was a soft sound of "poof~".

The blade cut into the opponent's skull in an instant, and this court eagle dog who played a lot of roles in the original plot just received the box lunch without doing anything~

Subconsciously glanced at the task data, and after confirming that the monk was really dead, Liang Yue finally relaxed, and the zone status also came into contact.

"It's the usual practice in the world, after the boss dies, don't you have to leave some inheritance, not to mention martial arts cheats, treasure maps, etc., at least you should have some hard currency with you~"

"Hey, there is something really hard, it looks like~ I'll go, it turned out to be an iron plate"

"Just relying on this to block the grenade haha~ It's too naive, even if it is really blocked, so what, I have at least a dozen ways to kill you."

After touching the corpse for a while, Liang Yue, who didn't find any spoils, could only stand up embarrassingly.

Then he looked around, and there were rows of bookshelves neatly placed in front of him. There were all kinds of books piled up on the shelves, and the number was really not a few.

According to common sense, it is unlikely that there are any precious books stored on the first floor of the Shaolin Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Most of the piles of books in front of you should be printed copies of various Buddhist scriptures, as well as some less important miscellaneous books. host.

However, in order to prevent those bald donkeys from playing tricks with him, after thinking about it for a while, Liang Yue still planned to accept all these orders.

"Anyway, my house is big, so I'm not afraid that you have too many things. When I get some time later, I'll check them out one by one, and I can also practice my observation skills along the way."

"Collect the valuable ones, and burn the useless ones as firewood. Anyway, I have to stay here for half a year. I have plenty of time to find them slowly."

While talking to herself, Liang Yue held the map in her hand and quickly circled the hall in front of her.

Wherever they passed, none of the rows of bookshelves in the room fell down, and they were all thrown into the walls of the stronghold world by this guy.

In just a moment, the huge room suddenly became empty.

After looking around and checking again, after confirming that there were no omissions or hidden compartments, Liang Yue followed the stairs and continued towards the second floor.

In about 5 minutes before and after, this small Buddhist scripture pavilion was turned around by him.

As a result, as Liang Yue had expected, the monks of Shaolin Temple had transferred all the secret books in the Sutra building in advance.

The entire third floor was empty, without a single book left. Although the second floor was better, the rest were just useless manuscripts of Buddhist scriptures from past generations.

Apart from being an antique and selling it for money, it has almost no value to Liang Yue.

"What is this? I've been busy for nothing these two days."

With a stinky face, this guy stumbled out of the scripture pavilion all the way at this time, pinched his waist and raised his eyes to look around, the sound of shouting and killing in the distance seemed to have weakened at this time.

After some tangling, in order not to let her trip really end up being soy sauce, Liang Yue decided that she had better give the system task first~

So with a flip of his sleeves, the two waist knives were immediately held in his palms again, and then the fellow trotted all the way to the direction of the Daxiong Palace.

After a while, Liang Yue returned to the wide square-like courtyard in front of the main hall.

At this time, the Qing army was about to advance to the position of the palace gate under the combat mode of multi-arms collocation.

Look at the officials who are standing behind the large group of troops, commanding the battle leisurely.

This time, Liang Yue didn't hesitate any more. With a flip of her arms, she took out a steel ball grenade from the storage space, intending to take out those people in one go.

"Well~ that is"

When I looked up, I was just about to calculate the relationship between the killing range and the parabola, but I never thought that I saw a psychotic figure on the roof of the Daxiong Palace.

It was a person whose whole body was covered with an unnamed feces-yellow substance, with a big bald head, but people couldn't see his specific face clearly.

However, based on Liang Yue's understanding of the plot, it is enough to judge that this guy's identity should be the world's great villain, Shaolin traitor Ma Ning'er.

The yellow substance all over his body should be a strange toxin mixed with a large amount of metal powder, and his reputation of invulnerability in this world is also derived from this.

However, the villainous leader did not participate in the battle below at this time, but was quietly moving towards a certain position on the roof.

On his hands, he is holding a car shaped like a canoe

It is made of all metal, with a full-coverage design, and it is covered with blades. It gives people a heavy feeling at first glance. If the roof quality of the Shaolin main hall is not good enough, it may not be able to support this weight. ~

But to be honest, if there were no two wheels under this thing, Liang Yue really wouldn't be able to see that it was a car.

He who is familiar with the whole plot naturally knows that Ma Ning'er's behavior at this moment has indeed played a miraculous effect later.

When a group of monks in Shaolin Temple retreated one after another and were beaten into the Daxiong Palace, Ma Ning'er would ride this metal car down from the sky and smash into the group of monks heavily.

Relying on the advantage of the chariot, he drove all the way to the front of the Shaolin abbot, and then a pair of iron palms wrapped in poisonous was caught at the old abbot~ Piercing Dragon's grip.

After tearing it hard, the abbot of Shaolin was directly grabbed vertically and split into two halves.

"However~ I'm just a little curious. It is said that the car should not have any braking device."

"Then how did it run?"

"Wouldn't it be a wheelchair if you use it manually?"

"Furthermore, according to the forging technology of the Qing Dynasty, how much strength does Ma Ning'er have to lift such a metal car~"

"You have to know that after a few months, this car has withstood the attack of Chen Jinnan, who is holding a giant sword~"

While thinking so wildly in her heart, Liang Yue raised her hand to break the eaves of the side hall, and with a few pedaling efforts, she had already jumped onto the roof.

Afterwards, he flipped his sleeves, and the waist knife he was holding tightly in his palm suddenly turned into a modern firearm.

Under the sun, its slender gun body is reflecting black metallic luster, and there is a square muffler installed at the front end of the long barrel.

The sharp-edged design endowed it with a unique charm, holding it in her hand, Liang Yue suddenly felt that she seemed to be a lot cooler

Barrett 82a1 sniper rifle, handsome and compelling

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