The dragon runes on Huikong's body became clearer and clearer, and his body traveled between the houses.
I don't know how he did it, it's obviously a busy city, but no one notices his tall body.
After running for a cup of tea, he stopped.
The monk found a stone staircase and sat down, and took out a purple clay pot from his sleeve.
If Mu Fan and the others were present, they would definitely find that this purple clay pot was the same as the master.
There was smoke on the purple clay pot, and the fragrance of tea wafted out of the spout.
From the side, a faint smoke enveloped the monk's figure.
In just a few moments, the monk's figure had disappeared.
Huikong took out a small teacup from his sleeve, the teacup was already small, and it looked even more compact in his big hands.
He poured a cup of tea slowly, and now it was not appropriate to drink at this time.
Later, if the strength of the wine comes, it is not a pleasant thing to stop it.
Huikong took a sip of tea and felt refreshed.
His eyes never left the Qinglou in front of him, as if he wanted to see through the layers of pavilions.
The green building is very luxurious, carved beams and painted buildings.
From a distance, the cascading and intertwined halls can be faintly seen, and between the carved railings and jade, occasionally a few young women pass by.
There was a beautiful sound coming from the green building, and the monk was unmoved, the voice he wanted to listen to was not this.
The monk took another sip of tea, quietly listening to the movement inside, observing the surrounding situation.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and a silver light flashed.
The corners of the monk's mouth curled, and he drank the tea clean, and put it in his sleeve with the purple clay pot.
Like a performance, in the green building, all kinds of sounds rang out together.
There was a large-scale collapse of the Qinglou, and a demon clan with a bull's head and a human body suddenly jumped out of a house, his body swelled wide, and a large number of houses were blown away with one palm.
The bull demon is nearly eight feet tall, and after transforming into a real body, it frightened the surrounding people into scattering and fleeing.
The monk rolled up the wide sleeves of his robe, and the dense dragon runes on his arms were exposed to the air.
True Yuan surged, strong muscles trembled with his breath, and the dragon elephant on his arm seemed to come to life.
He kicked on the ground, and with the help of the rebound force, his body crashed into the bull demon like a meteorite. …… …… At night, at the foot of Fangzhu Mountain, Mu Fan and his party rested against a tree.
Occasionally, the roar of a wild beast came from the mountains, piercing the silence of the night and adding to the poignant feeling.
Mu Fan waited until the evening until Huikong, and when he saw Huikong, Huikong was covered in blood.
The monk carried a man on his shoulder, a man dressed in black and covered in blood.
"Put him in the carriage, it's cheaper for him."
Huikong handed the man in black to Hu Junge, and then sat cross-legged, adjusting the chaotic aura.
Mu Fan saw that Huikong was injured and was healing at this time, so he didn't dare to go over and disturb.
"Curious?"
Huikong's voice rang out.
Mu Fan snorted.
"The demon clan has sent someone again."
The monk coughed lightly, "Niu De is only on the surface, and there is a more powerful master in the mission." ” "Then what you brought with you was ......"
"It's not the demon clansmen, they disrupted my plans and injured me."
Huikong was a little dissatisfied, "I didn't want to save him, alas, the Bodhisattva's heart." ” Mu Fan said in his heart: "Eh......
Bodhisattva's heart, this word is very inappropriate. ” The monk stood up, got into the carriage, and said, "It seems that I really can't become a Buddha anymore, so I saved him just to get some information from him." ” Song Changgeng asked, "Do you want to leave now?"
” Huikong nodded and said, "Don't worry, just normal speed." ” Song Changgeng sat in front and helped Huikong catch the car.
The master who was hiding in the demon clan's mission just now had been severely injured by Huikong, he poked his head out of the carriage and asked, "Chang Geng, I have a treasure, do you want it?"
” Song Changgeng turned his head and said, "What's so embarrassing about this?"
” "There's nothing to be embarrassed about, your eldest brother and second brother have both received the exercises, and I have to give you something."
Song Changgeng was warm for a while, and said with a smile: "Thank you seniors." ” Huikong took out a horn of some kind of animal from his sleeve, this horn was only a small section, and the rest of it was missing.
"What is this?"
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Huikong stuffed the horn into Song Changgeng's hand and said, "Today's loot." ” "Huh?
Booty?
” Huikong smiled: "I met Niu De today, and this guy had a fight with me.
I ripped off his horn and taught him a lesson. ” Song Changgeng didn't know who Niu De was, so he asked curiously, "What is Niu De?"
Spirit beasts?
” Huikong shook his head and said, "A demon clansman, a bull demon." ” Song Changgeng clenched the horns of the bull and said with some surprise: "Is he a powerful demon?"
Did he do the injuries on your body?
” "He can't do it yet, it's another guy, a very fierce guy."
A hint of jealousy flashed in Huikong's eyes, "It's a pity that I couldn't kill him." ” At that time, Huikong was worried that if the fight continued, the people of the imperial court would rush over to support.
If you fight with the people of the imperial court, things will be in a lot of trouble.
He wasn't sure he could get out of the siege, so he had to leave.
In order to get rid of the pursuit, it took another lot of effort.
That's why he arrived here very late.
Song Changgeng whipped a few horsewhips and followed Mu Fan in front.
The mulfan horse stopped, turned around and rode to the side of the carriage.
"Who is this man in black?"
Mu Fan asked.
Huikong pulled down the mask of the man in black and said, "I don't know, when I was fighting, I heard him say something, and his accent was like that of Beihua." ” "It seems that Beihua can't bear it, and even does such a thing as assassinating the demon clan mission."
"It's normal to be unbearable, and now it depends on how long Beihua can hold on.
The Qishan defense line must not be lost, otherwise the Zhao family will repeat the tragedy of a thousand years ago. ” Mu Fan was silent for a moment, looked at the man in black, and said, "Master, is he still saved?"
” "It should be fine, the people who worked with him are dead."
Huikong sighed, "I've been planning this for a long time, but who knew that this group of Beihua assassins intervened and disrupted my plan. ” Mu Fan became interested, "You and these assassins want to go together and take assassination in the same place?"
” "That's right, a friend of mine from the imperial court told me that the Demon Clan Mission is likely to settle in that Qinglou.
Some of my friends and I were ready, but unfortunately the group of assassins also had their sights on the Qinglou. ” Mu Fan smiled bitterly: "Not only did it not work out, but it also disrupted your plan. ” "Well, if the little prince of the demon clan is captured alive, maybe you can't force the demon clan to retreat, at least you can delay it for a while."
The monk was still a little annoyed when he thought about it, "Quit resentment......
Wait for the next opportunity. ” Mu Fan said: "This time I was ambushed, I'm afraid the demon clan mission will be more careful."
It's hard to find this opportunity. ” He was very curious about who Huikong's friends in the imperial court were, and not only knew about such confidential matters, but also risked his life to pass the news to Huikong.
Mu Fan didn't ask after all, slapped the horse's butt a few times, and rode to the front.