Brothers and sisters are all big brothers, but I am a small waste

Chapter 1351 What Did He Take So Much Thinking For?

When the first punch succeeded, he took advantage of the opportunity to seal his throat meridian with Buddha power.Although the gap in cultivation was too great to seal Lu Xuanwu's meridians all over his body, it was not difficult to seal one or two meridians so that he could not open his mouth.

Of course, in front of his master and uncle, he can't open his mouth about such things as begging for alms. He can only use practical actions to enlighten Lu Xuanwu as much as possible, hoping that he can understand it by himself.If he really can't comprehend it, he has no good way, but can only continue to give hints like this.

Ruthless, really too ruthless.This is really a Buddhist disciple, isn't it the housekeeper and thug of some bandit village?Although they had already guessed that the disaster would be staged, Lu Shize and others did not guess that this tragedy would be so tragic.

After all, Gu Xinyu used to beat people with his hands, but this time he used the treasure of Buddhism.

Looking at the purple gold Buddha sound bowl falling like raindrops in Gu Xinyu's hand, and then looking at Lu Xuanwu's face dripping with blood, the nose is not a nose and eyes are not eyes, even his own mother can't recognize whose face it is, Lu Shize and others have eyelids jump wildly.

What kind of cups is this? It is clearly tableware for a large table.

Originally, they thought that they were qualified as Lu Qingli's thugs, but after seeing this tragedy, they realized that their skills were far from enough.

Yi Tianxing, Han Jingzhi, Deng Maogong and others also shuddered when they saw it, and their scalps felt numb.

Especially Han Jingzhi, just now he was beaten up by Baili Yushu and the fierce beast together, he still felt that his fate was too miserable, and his luck was too bad. Wizards.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized how lucky he was, and also realized that what he did was not miserable at all, but that Lu Xuanwu was terrible.

As a close friend in his life, how could he bear to watch Lu Xuanwu suffer such abuse, and subconsciously wanted to admit defeat on his behalf, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them again after thinking about it.

Lu Xuanwu was not his disciple of the Aojian Immortal Sect, but the master of another Tianpin Immortal Sect. No matter the status of the Immortal Sect or his own status, he was no worse than him. What qualifications did he have to admit defeat on behalf of others.

Besides, if you want to admit defeat, don't others know how to speak up by yourself, and you need him to do it for you?Lu Xuanwu didn't admit defeat for a long time, presumably because he refused to give up, and wanted to persevere a little longer, until Gu Xinyu's Buddha power was exhausted, and then he had another desperate counterattack.

It's right to think this way, no matter how strong Gu Xinyu's Wei Tuo golden body is, it's only at the peak of Zifu, how long can he last?Once the Buddha's power is exhausted, he can only be slaughtered by others.

The more Han Jingzhi thought about it, the more he felt that Lu Xuanwu's plan was right. Seeing his disheveled hair, swollen nose, swollen face and bloody blood, he felt admiration and shame at the same time.

Look at other people, they have been beaten up like this and still refuse to admit defeat, and are still struggling, how tenacious is his mind?But as for myself, I was obviously stronger than him, but I didn't even hold on for half of the time before admitting defeat, shame on me!
How did Han Jing know that at this moment Lu Xuanwu was about to cry to death.If he could, he would have shouted and surrendered a long time ago, but the meridian in his throat was blocked, let alone surrender, he couldn't even cry.

Feeling aggrieved and humiliated, Lu Xuanwu even wished to die, but his whole body was like a deep-fried shrimp, and even seeking death became an extravagant hope for him.

Does Han Jing know what Lu Xuanwu is thinking, but Lu Qilin knows his elder brother very well.

Even though Lu Xuanwu and Yi Tianxing were inferior in cultivation compared to others, but in the Wuji Immortal Sect, he was a practice wizard who met once in hundreds of years.As soon as he was born, he was recognized by the Supreme Elder, who is proficient in medicine, to have extraordinary aptitude. Before weaning, he began to make soup with various spiritual herbs to temper his meridians.

The elders of the Xianmen even cared for him in every possible way. He was really afraid of being broken if he held it in his hand, and he might melt if he held it in his mouth. He was so precious.

Other children lost in fights against their parents and grandpa, but he never lost a fight, because before he even made a move, a group of old men with white beards rolled up their sleeves and stood there staring like fighting cocks. Shouting and cheering from behind, who would dare to fight him?

Others grew up in a honey jar when they were young, but Lu Xuanwu has been soaking in a honey jar since he was a child.At such an advanced age, how could he have suffered such hardships, and how could he not admit defeat until now?
After thinking about it for a while, Lu Qilin realized that the elder brother was probably being manipulated by Gu Xinyu, so he couldn't speak at all.

"Admit defeat, we admit defeat." Looking at Lu Xuanwu's unrecognizable face, Lu Qilin was even more frightened, afraid that he would be beaten to death by Gu Xinyu, so he hurriedly shouted.

"Who are you?" Gu Xinyu glanced at him angrily, but the purple gold Buddha sound bowl in his hand didn't stop, and it still hit Lu Xuanwu's head repeatedly.

It has to be said that the strong man in the realm of catastrophe is resistant to beating, and if he were to change to an ordinary monk, he would have been smashed into a puddle of flesh by him, but Lu Xuanwu just looked a little more embarrassed and miserable with that face, but It is still possible to tell where the head is.

"Master, you don't recognize me anymore. I'm Lu Qilin, the elder of the Wuji Immortal Sect. We even had a sparring match." Seeing Gu Xinyu's horror again, Lu Qilin didn't dare to have the slightest intention of revenge, so he smiled Set up almost.

Cut, are you discussing it? It's obviously unilateral abuse, okay?Lu Qingli and the others curled their lips, expressing their deep contempt for the old man's shameless self-boasting.

"Oh, elder of the Wuji Immortal Sect, are you qualified to admit defeat for him? If you want to admit defeat, your suzerain doesn't know how to speak up, and you need an elder to talk too much? Eat salty radish and don't worry about it." Gu Xinyu didn't even bother to talk to him.

What is he putting so much effort into, isn't it just to spend some sesame oil money for Lord Buddha, and now he hasn't got a penny, so why allow him to admit defeat?
If it weren't for knowing that Jiebian Tianjun recovered very quickly, and didn't dare to give Lu Xuanwu a chance to breathe, Gu Xinyu really wanted to drag Lu Qilin off the stage, so he would give some hints and spend two shares of sesame oil money for Lord Buddha.

Throw in the towel?Don't you know what you have done yourself? If he can admit defeat, he would have to wait until now?Hearing his words, Lu Qilin was speechless for a while.

Although his aptitude is not as good as that of his elder brother, it is precisely for this reason that he is not as spoiled and unreasonable as his elder brother. He has been tempered since childhood, and his ability to act according to circumstances is much stronger.

As soon as he heard Gu Xinyu's words, Lu Qilin knew that this evil monk would not give up if he didn't get some benefits today.

"Brother, sesame oil money, sesame oil money." Not only did Lu Qilin delay, he shouted at Lu Xuanwu.

As for the elder brother who couldn't speak anymore, how could he beg Gu Xinyu for mercy, and honestly hand over the sesame oil money, he couldn't think of a way for a while, so he could only let the elder brother think for himself.

(End of this chapter)