[Quick Transmigration] His arsenic and my honey

In the dark night, only the round of bright moon faintly brought out some light, which could reflect the figure in black.They appear and disappear from time to time in the night, and the originally fresh air is gradually stained with the smell of blood.

Master Wu Wu stood at the foot of the mountain, and finally led the Shaolin disciples up the mountain.A gentleman's journey is nothing compared to dozens or even hundreds of lives.It's just that after returning to the mountain this time, he must confess his sins in front of the Buddha.So, another group of men in black went up the mountain...

Shang Xiuyun looked lightly at the night outside the window, and sure enough, the aura hidden in the dark places in the manor today was much less.In other words, something happened to the Demon Cult.Combined with what Hanwu said during the day, it is not difficult to guess that this is another battle between good and evil, and it is very likely that he has become the fuse of this battle.

It is said that a beauty is a disaster, but this time he seems to be a cameo.

Obviously, this time, the people in the righteous path are also in a passive position.I hope... I don't want to die too badly.Shang Xiuyun blew out the oil lamp in the room, and the room was completely plunged into darkness.In this doomed to be restless night, I am afraid that he is the only one who can sleep peacefully.As for how many people will die because of this, it is not within his consideration.

Yan Long's ears trembled slightly, and with his skill, he could easily hear that many people had already passed away.Some are members of the righteous way, and some are disciples of the Demon Cult, but he has no regrets.A disciple of the Devil's Cult who couldn't even deal with such a simple situation deserved to die.

A man in black suddenly and quietly appeared in Yan Long's room, and made a respectful report.Yan Long, who was a bit indifferent at first, finally cheered up.Let the Demon Cult also send another pair of troops.In fact, he didn't have much interest in the back-and-forth battles with people in the righteous way.However, ruining a person's reputation is what he wants to do most.

Zhong Yun, what is the most important thing now?Is it the love that is firmly engraved in his memory, or is it because Shaolin Temple values ​​him now?

Master Wu Wu led the disciples of Shaolin Temple, and just approached the Demon Cult when he heard the sound of fighting inside the city wall.Apparently, the other party has discovered the infiltration of the righteous person and has begun to resist.

"Amitabha Buddha." Master Wu put his palms together and recited the Buddha's name.So he took the lead in using lightness kung fu to enter the Devil's Cult, just as he had heard, the people of the righteous way were entangled with the Devil's Cult.It's just that the obvious disciples of the Demon Sect have more advantages.But his arrival was enough to turn things around, and what followed was a battle that was close to a massacre.

For masters like Master Zhi Wu, no matter how many low-level Demon Cult disciples there are, they can only cause them some trouble.The Buddhist beads in his hands kept turning, even with bare hands, no one dared to underestimate him.

However, the more he fought, the more serious Master Wu's expression became.Those demon disciples didn't seem to be unprepared, and they were even somewhat ironic about their arrival.This mighty Demon Cult city wall looks more and more like a huge net, and they are the prey in the net...

Just as he was about to make another move, he was blocked by a man in black.The two palms met, and he returned immediately after just touching him slightly.Master Zhiwu straightened his face, and in front of him was a man with a golden mask.Even though the mask covered half of the person's cheeks and ears, one could still tell from the thin chin that he was not very old.And in this demon sect, there are only a few people who can have such strength at this age.

Master Wu took a few steps back before he stabilized his body.Put your hands together on your chest, but your eyes are always watching the actions of the person opposite you.The Shaolin disciples behind him wanted to help him, but he quickly stopped them.Even if it is him, he is not sure of winning. If they make a move, they will definitely die.

The corners of Yan Long's lips curled up slightly, and the moves in his hands suddenly changed.It wasn't his usual attacking method, but it was somewhat the same as the Master Enlightenment opposite him, which made Master Enlightenment more and more frightened as he fought.Although the moves can be imitated, the internal force has changed from vicious and vicious to their unique sacred and heavy Shaolin Temple.The person in front of him knows Shaolin's martial arts?

This is not only related to his personal problems, but directly related to the leakage of Shaolin Temple martial arts.You must know that in this martial arts forest, the martial arts moves of each sect are the capital for many people to recognize his sect.Just like the vicious and vicious internal strength of the Demon Cult, it will always leave livid marks on the injured or even dead people.If the members of the Demon Cult really learned their Shaolin martial arts, then the reputation of Shaolin Temple...

"Master Realization is not as powerful as I imagined, which is really disappointing. You know, that person has a lot of respect for you." Yan Long's voice was slightly mocking, watching the man who was seriously injured by him again Master of Realization.The last time he was truly defeated by the Devil's Cult, but this time he was defeated by their Buddhist methods.I don't know what he will think at this moment.

He didn't have the idea of ​​killing the master of enlightenment. Once the important actors are missing, the play will not be able to continue.Two consecutive serious injuries were enough to inflict indelible damage on Master Wu's body.That is to say, even if he rests again, it will be difficult for him to break through in martial arts in this life.That's it... that's it!

The disciples of Shaolin Temple hurriedly supported the absent-minded master Wu Wu, who pondered for a long time before finally sighing. "Shaolin martial arts must not be passed on to outsiders!"

"Amitabha, enlightened elder."

"Uncle Realized..."

The surrounding Shaolin disciples obviously also thought of this, and looked at Yan Long with even more murderous intent.Monks are compassionate, but not everyone can be compassionate.Although the Buddha once cut meat to feed the eagles, he also stopped killing by killing.

However, how could Yan Long put them in his eyes.After a free and easy smile, the figure has disappeared.They can only see an afterimage, let alone track.

Standing on a high place, Yan Long quickly found his next target.This time, he didn't say anything, he directly killed the person without leaving a trace of breath.Within the Devil's Cult that he was very familiar with, it was very easy for him to find someone, and it really was at the right time and place.The current development is also moving in the direction he wants to promote, and now he is waiting for the results of the inspection.

Yan Long took out the pure white suet jade pendant from his waist, and the blood stained in his hands stained the jade pendant.The bright red hue stands out against a flawless white background.The gentle moonlight reflected on it, but it was a little more weird.Yan Long's figure disappeared in a flash, and he returned to his room.

He washed the jade pendant clean and changed his clothes.Only then did he leave the Demon Cult.As for the still unfinished battle in the Devil's Cult, it was natural that someone would end it for him.If he had to do everything by himself, what was the use of those subordinates?

After returning to the manor, Yan Long came to Zhongyun's room immediately, and Zhongyun was lying on the bed neatly at this moment.Just like his regular appearance in the daytime.The moonlight reflected on his delicate face, making that cheek even more eye-catching.I couldn't help reaching out to touch it, but controlled myself at the last moment.

Yan Long seemed to be trying to hide something, with a mean smile on his lips.With such a face, it is no wonder that people will never forget it.But sometimes, love is a deadly poison.The more you like, the more you hate.

He reached out and put the piece of mutton fat jade by his side, then turned and left.

After Shang Xiuyun woke up, he saw the 'gift' beside him, and played with it for a while.There is no emotion in the eyes.

Get up, practice and rest as usual.In the past two days, Yan Long would come over to accompany him to watch the scenery in the courtyard when he was free as usual, and even play chess and piano to pass the time.But those who had been spying on him seemed to have really disappeared.

After a few more days like this, Shang Xiuyun confirmed that Yan Long seemed to be really planning to let him go.Yan Long obviously has no good intentions, but if he can leave, he will not continue to stay within the opponent's sphere of influence.Even after leaving here.He may face countless dangers.It's much better than the fear of having a knife hanging over your head and not knowing when it will fall.

"Brother Long, I have been disturbed a lot during this time. Now that my body has recovered, it is time to leave."

Yan Long's hand holding the teacup paused, then drank the tea in the cup as if nothing had happened, raised his head to meet Shang Xiuyun's gaze, but did not speak too much. "Everything, take care. Stay safe."

"Take care!" After Shang Xiuyun bid farewell to Yan Long, he left alone.Just like when he came here, he had nothing to lose.Just so that he can leave safely.Yan Long gave him a lot of banknotes, which made him even more ignorant of what he was thinking.

Leaving the scope of the Devil's Cult, he keenly noticed that many people in the world looked at him strangely.In the past, people in the martial arts looked at everyone in Shaolin Temple with admiration and envy.But not every man can bear the loneliness of Qingdeng Gufo, so he won't be jealous.But now their eyes are full of defense and malice.

Shaolin disciples have always been open and aboveboard, why such a change?

Sitting in the inn, he wanted to ask for some news many times, but was dodged by people, as if he was some kind of poisonous snake and beast, which made him frown involuntarily.Putting down the dishes and walking up to the room on the second floor.Leaning against the door, he used his internal strength to listen to the conversations of the people downstairs.

"The one who went upstairs just now is a disciple of Shaolin Temple."

"Who knows if it is a disciple of Shaolin Temple or a disciple of the Demon Sect? Master Wu Wu was seriously injured by the Shaolin Temple's exercises when he was besieging the Demon Sect. It is said that it is difficult to recover. Now the Shaolin Temple has arranged for him to return to Shaolin and send other elders to replace him. Shaolin disciple."

"It's really not peaceful these days..."

"You don't know yet, you are lucky to realize the master. Both the owner Tan and the young owner of Wuliu Villa died, and now there is only Tan Nvxia in Wuliu Villa. If anyone marries her, tsk tsk... ..."

Everyone's topic was quickly brought to Fenghua Xueyue's side, and Shang Xiuyun silently withdrew his internal strength.