Chapter 912: Once upon a Time There Was a Mountain, and in the Mountain There Was a Temple (Asking for Monthly Tickets)

Hearing Yuan Yang's words, Mu Yunle was stunned, as if he had heard some touching story again. He blinked and pretended to ask casually: "Who is he? Is he your lover, Miss Yuan?"

Yuan Yang came from the Nanhuang tribe, and her language was always bold and direct. Mu Yunle had met her several times when she was young, so she naturally knew what words to use at this time.

"Lover?? Yuan Yang's eyes were bright, and then dimmed. She laughed at herself, "In his eyes, I might be a little girl like you. He can give a few pointers when he meets me, but he won't even think about it at other times."

Mu Yunle was quite surprised and blurted out: "Miss Yuan, then why are you still looking for him? "

Yuan Yang looked at the little girl's eyes, which were as bright as lacquer, and suddenly found that the little girl who loved to cry and laugh had grown more beautiful than herself. This was an undeniable beauty. She sighed, stretched out her hand, and rubbed her hair before Mu Yunle could react, just like when she was a child, with a half smile and half sigh:

"You, your mind is still that of a half-grown child. When you really grow up and meet a person like that, you will not ask why you are looking for him. ”

It’s great to be young, with a youthful and energetic state of mind, like the rising sun.

Mu Yunle pouted and smoothed her messed up hair. Lady Yun was so annoying. She was already over 20 years old and was a martial arts hero known to all the strong men in the outer scene, but she still treated me like a child!

She was about to speak, but saw Yuan Yang shook his head and walked slowly into the crowd, leaving only his back.

"What does it feel like to meet someone like that... There are many in dramas, stories, and poems, and they are often heartbreaking to read, but I always feel that it is not clear enough and cannot truly describe Lady Yuan's state of mind..." Mu Yunle pursed her lips, as if Thinking about something.

Wang Tong, who was standing next to him, was stunned. If one day Miss Yunle disappeared and many people thought she was dead, would I travel thousands of miles to find her?

Once the thought came up, it was hard to calm down. The Wang family of Zhou County was famous for its benevolence, righteousness, courtesy and music, and the rules were very strict. I am afraid that their children would not be allowed to do such things.

In the midst of chaos, young people do not know the taste of sorrow.

After hearing Yuan Yang's words, Mu Yunle suddenly lost interest in playing and enjoying music. He calmed down and restored the demeanor of "Shuyu Sword" who traveled thousands of miles alone. He turned his head and said to Wang Tong: "Let's go find Senior Liang to see if there is anything else we can help with."

His own strength is definitely not as good as Liang Jiuzhou, who has recovered 50%, but he may not have enough manpower.

Wang Tong was imagining his own grief. He was startled when he heard the words, and he woke up and said hurriedly: "Okay! "

The two of them walked hand in hand through the streets and headed for the residence of Huamei Mountain Villa in this city. As they were about to arrive, Wang Tong suddenly found an acquaintance, a childhood friend whom he had not seen for many years.

"Didn't he travel around the world with the hero He Mu?" The figure disappeared in a flash, and Wang Tong looked around.

"Mr. Wang?" Mu Yunle noticed his abnormality and asked.

Wang Tong took a breath and explained the reason: "Miss Yunle, you go find the hero Liang first, I will come after reminiscing with my old friend."

"Okay. "Mu Yunle answered crisply.

After the two parted, Mu Yunle, holding a sword in one hand, walked gracefully towards the courtyard where Huamei Villa was located.

Under the guidance of the doorman, she came to the outside of a living room. The door was closed and the atmosphere inside was normal.

Dong, Dong, Dong, Mu Yunle bent her fingers and knocked on the hall door.

With a creak, the hall door opened without wind, revealing the scene inside. Liang Jiuzhou and the person in charge of Huamei Villa both fell to the ground, breathing long and without any abnormality, as if they were sleeping. On the main seat, there was a woman wearing a veil sitting with a smile. She was beautiful and charming. Even though she was a woman, Mu Yunle felt dry mouth and heartbeat, and dared not look directly at the other party.

The doorman even moved Without opening his eyes, his whole body trembled, and he died in a breath, falling to the ground.

Plop! The sound of him falling to the ground woke Mu Yunle up, and pictures flashed through his mind. He recalled the teachings of the sect master, and half recognized and half guessed, and knew the identity of the woman in front of him!

The contemporary Joyful Bodhisattva!

The eighth on the Earth List and the second on the Black List Grandmaster!

She came to silence me?

Mu Yunle wanted to draw his sword, but for some reason his whole body was soft. He watched Joyful Bodhisattva slowly stand up and walk over with a swaying figure, and said with a sigh: "She has a natural appearance, a heart as pure as a child, abundant yin essence, a body with inner charm, and outstanding swordsmanship. She is good at fighting, much better than that little girl Yingning. If I had met you earlier, she would not be the successor of Joyful Bodhisattva, but it's not too late now. "

A faint fragrance filled her nose, and Mu Yunle felt dizzy. Everything in front of her was like a dream. She felt so wronged that she wanted to cry and draw her sword, but she was always powerless.

"This trip is worth it. I met such a good seedling. Well, there is also a small supplement." She heard the happy Bodhisattva say so.

Wang Tong did not catch up with his friend and returned in frustration. When he arrived at the yard where Huamei Villa was located, he suddenly found something wrong.

The gatehouse is gone!

He felt a little nervous and thought of Mu Yunle. He immediately comforted himself that with Liang the hero there, nothing would go wrong. So he drew his own sword and entered carefully. Then he saw the door of the living room open, the gatehouse fell outside, and there was no one inside!

No one!

There was no Liang Jiuzhou, no one from Huamei Villa, and even less Mu Yunle!

Wang Tong was stunned.

…………

Yingning and Shao Changge returned to the border of the grassland, waiting for something on the back of a hill.

They are both dressed in white, but one is innocent and pure, the other is like an orchid in a valley, with completely different looks and styles.

"I couldn't even catch up with the seriously injured Liang Jiuzhou, I'm afraid I'll be punished if I go back." Shao Changge paced back and forth, her white dress was elegant, but she definitely didn't have the calmness of having everything under control.

Yingning smiled like a fox, and didn't say anything, just looked at Shao Changge anxiously.

Shao Changge was not a stupid person either. After a brief worry, he realized something was wrong and looked back at Yingning: "Weren't you also angry about Liang Jiuzhou before?"

"Anyway, it's all over, why bother yourself?" Yingning smiled.

Shao Changge narrowed his eyes: "Do you have other plans?"

Yingning no longer kept the secret and said with a smile: "It's just that my master happened to be free, so he went out in person and has already intercepted the city ahead."

"Happy Bodhisattva..." Shao Changge whispered, half intimidated by the name of this left-handed giant, and half indignant. If his young lady hadn't died, the first and second on the black list today would definitely not be "Demon Emperor" Qi Zhengyan and the contemporary Happy Bodhisattva!

"According to the time, my master should return." Yingning looked at the horizon, ready to welcome his master.

At this moment, a black mist rose, and a figure emerged, wearing a black robe, with a cold face, but the tiger head of his youth could be vaguely seen.

Shao Changge's heart moved, knowing that the person he was really waiting for had come. The person in charge of this pursuit was Duan Rui, the "Hundred Defects Heavenly Demon" who had become famous in the past ten years of the Tianmen Mie.

Ten years ago, he was still unknown, but today he is one of the eight great demons, a demon that neither he nor Yingning dared to look directly at!

Duan Rui looked at them coldly, not afraid of the forces behind them: "You failed?"

The chill went straight into the body, Yingning couldn't help shivering, and forced a smile: "My master took action personally."

This "Hundred Defects Demon" was like a real evil demon, except that he didn't show his love for women, which made many people in the left-handed way shudder when they mentioned him.

"Happy Bodhisattva took action?" Duan Rui stood with his hands behind his back, no longer speaking, waiting patiently.

Time passed little by little, and Duan Rui gradually became a little impatient: "Why hasn't Happy Bodhisattva come back yet?"

Yingning was also strange. Normally, the master should have arrived here a quarter of an hour ago. Did something unexpected happen?

With her strength, even if several earthly immortals didn't come out, she could escape from the Dharma body!

"My master may have discovered something else valuable." Yingning thought of a reason.

…………

Knock, knock, knock, the sound of wooden fish resounded, and the broken temple in the lonely mountain was quiet.

A gray-robed monk faced the Buddha statue sideways, facing the lotus, with his eyes closed, and gently knocked the wooden fish.

In the dilapidated hall, the beautiful and charming Joyful Bodhisattva stood in the center, with a nine-grade lotus platform under her feet.

Without the influence of Joyful Bodhisattva, Mu Yunle regained consciousness, looked around, and wondered blankly, how did she return to Master Zhending's temple again?

Tap, tap, tap, Joyful Bodhisattva's face was quite serious. Suddenly, she moved, the lotus platform bloomed, and the whole person flew out of the hall.

As soon as the escape light appeared, her eyes lit up. The Buddha statue was looking at her sadly, and the gray-robed monk was knocking the wooden fish sideways, exactly the same as before, without any difference.

Joyful Bodhisattva's face became more and more solemn, and she stopped the escape light. The yin and yang flowed, trying to flash directly hundreds of miles away.

As her figure flashed, she saw the Buddha statue again, dilapidated and sad, and the gray-robed monk didn't even look at her, still knocking the wooden fish.

Tap, tap, tap, the hall was quiet and lonely, and the lotus flowers in the pond were fragrant.

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