The incident happened

Makino was walking down the mountain when Songyang sent a disciple to come.

"Hmm? What's wrong, why are you so panicked?"

"Report to the honorary leader, please consult with you if you have important matters."

The boy shook his head, why is it all day long today?

Helpless, after all, I am the honorary head of the Songyang Sect, and I still have to take care of some things I should take care of.

Muye followed the disciple back to the Songyang Sect.

Chief Qiu came out to greet him.

"Brother Makino, you're back."

"Master Qiu, what's wrong with you?"

"Come on, look."

President Qiu handed it.

It says that I hope the Songyang School can send people to ward.

“Isn’t this a good thing?”

"Brother, look at the candidates for the ward, the number of people and the client."

When Muye saw it, he realized why Master Qiu was so worried.

The ward asked the head to lead the team himself and take away a large number of disciples from the sect to escort, and the client was the king of Zhenbian Liu Yue.

"this."

"The client is Zhenbianwang, and we dare not refuse. But if we really take so many people away, who knows what Liu Yue can do? Maybe when we leave, they will attack Shaolin Temple and Songshan Sect. At that time, our lips will be cold and we will be isolated and helpless when we come back."

"And, you can't easily turn it back after you get the news."

"Yes, you have to go through the escort. If you can't finish it, you have to pay a penalty for returning. Look, the reward given by the King of Zhenbian is not much, but the penalty for penalty is ridiculously high."

"Now, the King of Zhenbian is obviously pulling the tiger away from the mountain."

"you do not say."

The boy had a headache, and the truth was really revealed at that time. Although the Songyang Sect is an opposition faction, its strength should not be underestimated. It is a powerful helper. Now that the helper has left, his strength will be weakened by then.

Makino paced in the room. Suddenly, he turned his head and looked at Master Qiu.

After discussion, Muye came out of the Songyang Sect. What he needs now is to observe what he intends to do next to the Zhenbianwang.

When he entered the mansion, Makino was hugged by Xitong.

"Makino, what have you been doing these days?"

"I didn't do anything, go to Songshan Sect to find a few acquaintances to ask for wine."

"Hmph, are you there any other young lady outside?"

"No, where is there."

Makino didn't know why Xitong asked this question, so he answered in a hurry.

"I feel that the relationship between us has faded."

Xitong said this and lowered her head.

When the boy heard this, he felt it was quite sudden and didn't know how to answer. Maybe he had the answer wrong, so he wanted to make a fuss again, so he simply refused to answer.

But Xitong didn't say much about Muye's words, but continued.

"Let's go out for a trip to develop a relationship."

Traveling? The boy thought that this was absolutely impossible. Now Songshan is in a huge conspiracy that seemed to be created by your father. Now that he is leaving, isn’t it like a veteran who has taken away all the other pieces on the chess field and is beaten while standing?

Muye was about to refuse, but saw Xitong's longing eyes.

Xitong goes a step further.

"If you don't accompany me, it means that our relationship has really faded. It must be that there are other young ladies outside."

Makino took a long breath. This was really logical and he could not refute it with the full score.

Forget it, Makino nodded.

The two packed their bags and set off.

King Zhenbian looked at the figures of the two people leaving and called Modoye.

"Master Modho, one of the obstacles in the plan has been released, and we can continue."

"Actually, there is no need to send him away. I really want to fight Ling Zi-seok."

The Zhenbian King looked weird.

"After all, he is still my fiancé of the daughter of King Zhenbian, so it's better to protect him. This wolf has not been trained yet, and after being domesticated, it will definitely be of great use."

On that day, the sweeping monk got up from the bed and felt his right eyelid beating.

"Oh, the left eye twitches wealth, the right eye twitches disaster, I don't know what the disaster is."

"Master doesn't have to do this. Peach blossoms are blooming with the left eye and chrysanthemums are blooming with the right eye. Suddenly, it's like a spring breeze coming in the night, and thousands of trees are blooming with the flowers."

Wusheng walked up and said so.

The sweeping monk smiled.

"Wusheng teased me so much today. I am an old man and still a monk. How can I ask for peach blossoms and chrysanthemums?"

"Just just comforting Master."

The sweeping monk came over.

"Wusheng, how have you studied the methods of mortals' cultivation recently?"

"But there is a big progress."

"Oh? Let me see."

Wusheng brought a book and handed it to the sweeping monk.

"So thick."

As soon as the monk swept the floor opened the book, a stream of gas overflowed.

The old monk knew that something was wrong, so he used the turtle breathing technique to hold his breath to prevent the gas from inhaling.

Then, he waved his sleeves and swept the gas out of the Sutra Pavilion.

Suddenly, several darts flew over, and the sweeping monk blocked them with his hands. But suddenly, there were too many darts, so the old monk had to catch a dart and throw it at Wusheng who fired the dart.

A man suddenly appeared in front of Wusheng, blocking the Tang sword, and the dart bounced away.

But the man groaned and stepped back.

The sweeping monk smiled.

"Liu Tang, one of the seven elders of the Demon Sect, is he interested in sitting in Shaolin today?"

Li Tang's sword.

"You bald donkey, you are so powerful. Just one dart just now, and you almost got me injured."

"Hmph, do you want the old monk to do it a few more times?"

Wusheng stepped forward.

"Master, just surrender."

The sweeping monk looked weird.

"Wusheng, who are you? Or are you pretending to be Wusheng?"

"Wusheng is me, and I am Wusheng."

Wusheng's face faded away, and Dugu Bo appeared in front of the sweeping monk.

The sweeping monk laughed.

"Another elder of the Demon Cult, did I stab the hornet's nest of the Demon Cult today?"

Dugu laughed.

"Today, not only did Master, you stab the hornet's nest of the Demon Sect, but you will be unforgettable, because Shaolin will be destroyed today."

"Damn? Do you really think I am a sweeping monk who eats a good meal?"

"That's not daring, so we took an extremely conservative approach."

The monk sweeping the floor suddenly felt bad and secretly activated his internal force, but found that his internal force was not smooth and he could only use part of it.

Dugu Bo applauded and praised.

"I am really a person who has lived for thousands of years. When ordinary warriors come into contact with my poison, their internal strength will be completely unable to be used, but you can still use some of it. But it doesn't matter, everything is within my plan."

The sweeping monk thought about when he had come into contact with the poison, and suddenly, he looked at the dart.

"It turns out that you apply poison to the dart, and as long as my fingers touch you, you will be poisoned."

"Master has good eyesight. The poisonous fog in the book only makes you relax your vigilance, and darts are my real way to poison. Of course, even if you don't use your hands to touch darts, I have other ways."

"It's really worthy of being the think tank of the Demon Cult."

"I dare not take it."

The sweeping monk opened the window while Dugu Bo and others were not paying attention and wanted to escape.
Chapter completed!