Chapter 825 Killing Demons (3)

Lu Yu smiled brightly.

He waved to Monk Zhenxiang, and Monk Trung came to Lu Yu's side with a group of juniors.

A pair of eyeballs almost as big as a bowl of sea stared straight at Lu Yu's lingering ray of light, and looked at his face, which couldn't see his facial features clearly. He looked at his face solemnly: "Dare to ask the master's name? The disciple seems to have never seen the master before? "

Lu Ni smiled and looked at Monk Zhenxiang.

Tsk, Ah Hu, who is a ramming product, chooses this kind of big, burly, and gangster-like one for his apprentices. At first glance, he looks like a big monk, but when he looks carefully, he looks more like a monk in cassock. The goods of bandits and old thieves!
This is the truth, if you dress up a bit and go to block the road, you don't even need to shout the famous slogan "This mountain is mine", the merchants in the past will obediently empty their pockets and donate money and materials to him!

There is an extremely strange feeling in my heart.

Tsk, this is also my 'next generation', right?Although he is Ah Hu's apprentice, all the tiger masters in Baihutang are good brothers who are allied with blood, which is equivalent to his own apprentice.

Hey!
Lu Ni raised his hand, and touched Monk Zhenxiang's big head affectionately: "He is a good man, tsk, it's just this supernatural power, which is a bit crude... How does Ah Hu teach his apprentices? Apart from beating hard, you What else?"

Truth and a group of juniors widened their eyes at the same time.

Truth didn't have the slightest dislike for Lu Yu's behavior of reaching out and stroking his big head - he felt the intimacy, affection, and doting like his own grandfather exuded from Lu Yu.

This feeling reminds Truth of a long, long time ago, when he was just a street gangster who was caught by the owner and almost beat him to death with a stick, when Ah Hu suddenly fell from the sky and took him as his servant .

At that time, Ah Hu was stroking his little head so affectionately and intimately.

The inexplicable heart of the truth was hot, and the originally straight waist bent down inexplicably, and said to Lu Yu with a smile: "Hey, hey, the master taught these... er, there are also some Buddha lights, Buddha Dharma and so on. , but it’s too trivial, we are too lazy to learn, we can’t learn..."

"Uh, how dare I ask your old name?" Truth asked again very cautiously.

"Uh, let's not talk about it for now, for fear of scaring people away." Lu Yu smiled, and made a strange gesture with both hands—fingers stacked together, making a handprint that resembled a tiger's head.This is a long, long time ago, when the tigers of the Baihutang who were hanging out on the streets of Dayinhaojing used to pass information to each other on special occasions when it was not convenient to communicate with each other.

This gesture made by Lu Yan represents the status of the big brother of Baihutang!
I don't know if Ah Hu and the others have passed this set of hand gestures down!

As a result, okay!
As soon as Lu Bi made this gesture, the truth, the original wish, and the [-] great monks who formed the formation all folded their hands together, and all of them bowed deeply to Lu Bi with flushed faces.The heartbeats of this group of great monks suddenly soared to an astonishing level, 'bumping', as if a group of drunk men were beating the war drums in their hearts frantically!

Lu Yan's face twitched.

This set of sign language, Ah Hu really passed it on to his disciples——Well, this gangster’s method, you pass it on to a group of Buddhist disciples, are you opening a temple, or opening a branch of Baihutang? Woolen cloth?

A group of great monks stood respectfully behind Lu Qi.

Their eyes were like fire, and they stared at Yu Guao, who was scolding and roaring in front of him with [-]% malice-these great monks were full of gloating in their hearts at the moment.

Hehe, the emperor of the Shenyin Dynasty and the immediate bosses of the 35 lords are back.

The elder brother of Baihutang is back.

Master Abbot of Qionghua Ancient Temple is back.

You wait for jumping clowns, demons and heretics... Monk Zhenxiang couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "The rules of the rivers and lakes, the traitors who break the door, three knives and six holes, sticking the frying pan upside down..."

Yu Guao no longer cared about Lu Qi and the group of great monks.

His attention, his whole heart, has been occupied by the fear brought about by the Nine Clans Annihilation Formation outside the city.

Why did Yu Canglang set up this large formation outside Desert Wind City to slaughter the city?

"Father, what are you doing? What are you doing?" Yu Guao screamed hoarsely.

A stream of light slowly approached from a distance, and the huge golden palace pushed the thick clouds in the sky, and the majestic breath turned into substantial wind pressure, blowing the city defense array of Mofeng City to slam.

Yu Canglang's Dharma image slowly rises above the golden palace, he sits high on the golden throne, and said coldly: "What are you doing ghosts and wolves howling? If my father wants to do something to you, do you need such a big fanfare? As a father, it is just a precautionary measure." That's all... Hurry up and finish the last step, it's a waste, a group of thieves and monks can't deal with it! I want you, what's the use?"

Yu Guao looked at Yu Canglang tremblingly: "You, just in case?"

He asked cautiously: "Aren't you going to attack the child?"

Yu Canglang waved his hands impatiently: "I want to attack you, do you have a chance to resist? Do you dare to resist? Strangling you is only a matter of one finger, you are worthy of such a big fight from me? "

Waving his hand, Yu Canglang said coldly: "Complete the last step quickly. If you succeed, you won't get any discount from the benefits promised to you. If you fail...you know how to be a father!"

Yu Guao blinked his eyes and looked at Yu Canglang pitifully: "Then, my boy will continue... But, my boy wanted to sacrifice blood to the people of the whole city to enhance the power of the little capital Lu Yuanmo, but was caught by this The group of thieves blocked it...Dad, do you see?"

Yu Canglang looked up at the sky helplessly, and he murmured: "Waste is waste, but after all, it is my own seed, hey...it must be your mother's blood that is too bad, which makes you so useless... ...Forget it, you just have to use it according to the law, these little thieves are bald, I will clean it up for you."

Yu Guao happily responded, shrank his head, and got into the defensive formation of the City Lord's Mansion.

Yu Canglang looked at Lu Yan and the others coldly: "Oh, I don't know what to say, you...don't come here specifically for the plot of the bad old man, right? What's so great about Mofeng City, it's worth your money A group of thieves and monks came here to make trouble?"

Monk Zhenxiang and others all looked at Lu Qi.

Lu Bi turned around, looked at Yu Canglang's face with a smile, and looked at the familiar face. For a moment, his mind was full of thoughts, countless thoughts, and finally turned into a faint sigh: "Wait to change the old man's heart... ...but... well, I'm just curious, what will your nine sons, ghost father, Xiaodulu Yuanmo look like in the end."

"Well, I just bumped into each other, so I want to watch the excitement."

"The little monk promises that as long as you don't move a single hair of the people in the city, the little monk will let this little capital Lu Yuanmo finally take shape, how about it?"

 Headache, cold sweat, terrible pain in both legs.

  Uh, there is a high probability that it was hit, but it hasn't been released yet.I don't have the strength to code today, let's see if tomorrow will be better.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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