ebookslot Chapter 133 Burial Flowers Without Trace, Leaving A Fragrance In Space
Chapter 133 Burial Flowers Without Trace, Leaving A Fragrance In Space
Jiumozhi, the recent turning point: being captured by Su Changqing, water accumulated in his lungs, the two fought several moves, Jiumozhi's lungs burst and he was about to die.
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Su Changqing frowned, and stretched out his finger. If the single finger was hanging in the air, it contained a pale golden light, and it touched Jiumozhi's body.
"I begged for mercy, but you still hit..." Seeing this, Jiumozhi's scalp instantly went numb.
He turned around and ran away, his stomach trembling, but he couldn't run fast at all, but Su Changqing stepped forward, grabbed his shoulder with one hand, turned his head and cursed angrily.
"Su Changqing, although this little monk is determined to conquer the world, since I stepped into the Central Plains, I have never been killed alone! The death of Xuan Bei was maliciously framed on me."
"I really don't want to fight with you..."
He was afraid of being beaten to death.
Su Changqing's eyes were narrowed, and he pulled up the mountain with one hand, with unrivaled strength, he threw Jiumozhi up in the air, and hammered Jiumozhi's chest with one fist.
Jiumozhi's eyes trembled, it was these fists that almost crushed Zhu Wushi alive.
Now he has water in his abdomen and the soles of his feet are numb, he might not be able to hold a single punch.
It's over...he's gone...
All the citizens of Tubo opened their seats.
Su Changqing remained silent, and punched out.
Jiumozhi's chest was sunken in an instant, and a mouthful of mixed blood spurted out. Jiumozhi was in pain, and his belly was still distended, but he felt much more relaxed in an instant.
"Provost Su Zhen, you are truly a hero. This punch is to punch out the blood accumulated in the little monk's lungs."
Jiumozhi looked at Su Changqing, his eyes twitched slightly, and suddenly his heart fluctuated, and he felt ashamed.
Jiumozhi's stomach was protruding, but he clasped his palms together and saluted respectfully.
"It is said in the world that Dong Changqing repays grievances with virtue, ran for 1,800 miles, and sent Guihai to the Jingyue Nunnery with a knife. I saw it today, and it is true. This lesson, the little monk is really enlightened!"
He folded his hands together suddenly, lowered his eyebrows and sighed:
"Before, that Dongying woman, Murong Fu and I were ordered by Zhu Wushi to besiege and kill you, but I don't know how to swim, so I had to watch the battle from the shore."
"In the end, I will fight Cheng Shifei, with or without me, Azure Dragon and the others have already arrived...Jiang Xingxing and the others cannot escape, so there is nothing I can do about it."
"This knife is the burial knife left by Vermilion Bird and Jiang Xingxing."
Jiumozhi thanked Su Changqing for saving his life, hesitated for a moment, then turned and left, and took out a bright red long knife from the foot of the mountain.
The flower burial knife is three feet and seven inches long, red as blood, the flower burial knife in the world, blood will be seen when the knife is drawn.
This is what he hid when Azure Dragon and others arrived.
Su Changqing stared at the burial knife in front of him, and he remained silent.
He killed White Tiger, Azure Dragon, Black Tortoise, none left.
Jiang Xingxing had the Black Tortoise sharpshooter in his body, and was finally taken away by Vermilion Bird.
"If I were really so ruthless, I would have already left."
Su Changqing remained silent, frost and snow knives came out from his waist, the ice crystals were dazzling, the snow was floating in the world, pieces of residual snow were flying, lonely and lonely.
The Frost Snow Knife was originally the knife that Zhu Wushi had just obtained after killing Mr. Wuhen.
The burial knife is the knife of the burial Martial Saint.
Women's Martial Saint, few and far between.
Jiang Xingxing is the only one who, in all life scripts, is still by his side even if his skills are completely crippled and he becomes a bereaved dog.
Su Changqing held the Funeral Flower Knife and the Frost Snow Knife in both hands.
A handle as red as blood.
A handle of ice crystals like snow.
"It's true that the flowers are buried without a trace, and the fragrance is left in the air..."
He stared, trembling in his heart, and suddenly uttered a long, low voice, which resounded within the second mountain peak.
He looked at the second mountain peak, until the whole picture of the Yunlong Seven Mountains, the rolling mountains, and the endless and magnificent scenery of mountains and rivers all fell in his eyes.
The first mountain, the second mountain, the third mountain... until the seventh mountain. Surrounded by the seven mountains, the sound resounded through the sky. Earthquake in general.
In Yunlong Lake, a large number of ships turned around and fled in horror.
Looking at this terrifying scene.
"Su Changqing... what's wrong with you?" Jiumozhi said in shock.
No True Qi can do this.
This is completely relying on the strength of the physical body, which is simply too terrifying, how powerful his physical body is.
"Come on, follow me to Jingyue Temple and kill someone."
Su Changqing retracted the Frost Snow Knife, the Burial Flower Knife, and said.
He is not a villain who kills thousands of benevolent people, nor is he unparalleled in loyalty through the ages.
But revenge, never overnight!
That's all!
Su Changqing suddenly turned around, looked at Jiumozhi, and suddenly frowned slightly.
After he rescued Jiumozhi, the opponent's script changed greatly.
A curtain of light appeared before his eyes.
【Name】: Jiumozhi
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[Life Script]: Follow the great villain Su Changqing, and follow him to Juxian Village. In the battle of Juxian Village, he fought Qiao Feng, was seriously injured and was dying. "
Later, he looked for an opportunity to escape, and Su Changqing wanted to capture it, so he did not hesitate to chase it all the way to Tubo.
Jiumozhi learned while fighting, a martial arts prodigy, with the utmost freedom, he completed the "Yi Jin Jing" and broke through to Martial Saint.
However, he still felt that he was defeated by the great villain Su Changqing. He printed millions of volumes of "Yi Jin Jing" on the border of Tubo and spread them around.
The "Yi Jin Jing" spread all over the world!
Although Jiumozhi died at the hands of Su Changqing, he made everyone in the world like a dragon, the world is Martial Dao, and the world is golden.
Everyone has a copy of "Yi Jin Jing".
Later, he was called the Seventh Patriarch of Buddhism, and his name has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years.
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"You are fine."
Su Changqing stared at Jiumozhi and said suddenly.
Jiumozhi was taken aback when he heard the words, he didn't understand why, but he thought that Su Changqing's long roar would explode the terror of Qishan.
Putting his hands together quickly, he said respectfully: "Su Zhenfu has given you too much praise. Your Excellency is loyal and swinging, even a woman is willing to do so."
He and Cao Zhengchun are the same kind of people, although they are not eunuchs, they are also ascetic monks and martial arts geniuses.
Wang Yuyan was so stunning, he didn't even think about it.
"Could it be that this Su Changqing likes women who know Martial Dao?" Jiumozhi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said to himself.
He used to be in the sky prison, seeing Su Changqing, he didn't have any thoughts about Wang Yuyan.
On the contrary, Jiang Xingxing, who was locked up at home as a confinement, was thoughtful.
"Go to Yunlong Lake and find a boat." Su Changqing said.
"Okay." Jiumozhi nodded solemnly.
He knew what Su Changqing was going to do.
The one who killed Da Shangguo's uncle and framed Su Changqing was that Dongying woman, with a terrifying samurai sword and a young voice.
He turned and left, suddenly stopped, and said bitterly:
"Miss Su Zhen, I can't swim..."
"Follow me and go overland."
Su Changqing frowned.
At the second mountain peak, the two opened their Qinggongs fully and went straight to Jingyue Nunnery.
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Jingyue Nunnery is hundreds of miles away from Chang'an City, but only a hundred miles away from Yunlong Mountain.
Returning to the sea with one knife, Shangguan Haitang, all of them are hiding here.
In the courtyard of Jingyue Nunnery, Lu Huanong stood on the steps, watching the two people who came.
One is masked in black, holding a steel knife, and the other is Murong Fu, who is very personable.
Liu Sheng Piaoxu, Murong Fu, and the two chased after them. In this area, Guihai Yidao and Shangguan Haitang were lost.
"Nun, you are a member of the Buddhist family, and you have lied today, do you know that this is the sin of digging your tongue?"
Liu Sheng Piaoxu's eyes were bright, and she could see her astonishing beauty. She glanced at Lu Huanon plainly.
"The poor nun naturally knows that the place of Buddhism is pure, and I invite the two benefactors to leave." Lu Huanong clasped his hands together.
"You can kill it."
"Mr. Murong, you are famous all over the world. It is easy to kill me, but you will be charged with the crime of killing an old nun."
Lu Huanong kills Guihai Bailian, kills her husband with her own hands, becomes a nun, and establishes Jingyue Nunnery.
She has been cowardly all her life, and at this moment, for the son behind her, she returns to the sea with a knife, but she has the courage to face the two Martial Dao masters.
Murong Fu frowned slightly, killing is easy, but he was really worried about this.
He has gone through untold hardships, and just now he has the reputation of South Murong, North Qiaofeng, East Changqing.
"In the wilderness, who would know that you are Murong Fu?" Liu Sheng asked coldly.
What Lu Huanong was waiting for was her words, put his palms together, and said plainly: "Is it possible that you are not a human being, Your Excellency?"
"Well, you stinky nun, you are so sharp-tongued at such a young age!" Liu Sheng Piaoxu's expression changed, and he said coldly.
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