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Chapter 6

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    The moon and stars are few and far between, and the sky is high and the fields are vast.

    The cold stream passes through the dense bamboo forest, the white pebbles lie dormant quietly in the moonlight, and the summer insects among the withered grass emit their last few mournful chirps.

    The group of monks got the Guanyin bone from Qiao Wanyue's hand, and immediately left Yujing City and ran to the north. Their swords flew for more than two hours without daring to stop. Finally, after crossing a large swamp,  A few of them stopped outside a bamboo forest and sat down on the spot.

    They ran so far, and now even if the Qiao family wants to catch them, they can't be found, and the Qiao family now really has nothing to fear.

    They are all desperadoes with no money. They usually only dare to rob monks who are alone. If they encounter anyone who is uncooperative, they will kill them directly.

    This is the first time they went to another sect to rob. The reason was that they heard disciples from several other sects talking about Qiao Wanyue when they were eating in a restaurant. They always sighed at this man who was on par with Duan Qingzhou in cultivation.  The world genius finally ended up hurting Zhongyong. I heard that her cultivation level has not improved over the years, so she was stuck at the second level.

    As an ordinary disciple, her cultivation is pretty good for her age, but as the head of the family, her cultivation is very poor.

    After arriving in Yujing City, these monks learned that Qiao Yuzhang was not in the Qiao family during this period, and that the Qiao family had just obtained a Guanyin bone from the secret realm. The Guanyin bone is a good thing. If it is used to be embedded in a magical weapon,  The above will definitely greatly increase the power of the magic weapon.

    Thinking that the current head of the Qiao family is a young girl who has only reached the second level of cultivation, and that no young people have emerged in the Qiao family in recent years, some of them couldn't help but have their thoughts, and then after thinking about it, they decided to rob.

    They prepared many life-saving magic weapons before coming, but they didn¡¯t expect to get the Guanyin Bone from Qiao Wanyue so easily. They should have known that they should have asked Miss Qiao for more treasures.

    The leading monk placed the white jade-like Guanyin bone under the moonlight and looked at it carefully. He shook his head and sighed: "The Qiao family is really in trouble. Let's rob it again when we have the opportunity in the future."

    His brother answered with a smile: "If the Qiao family can do it, we will be in trouble."

    Someone asked in confusion: "Who is that pretty boy from Qiao Wanyue that we captured before? I thought we had to take action."

    Someone answered loudly: "Husband, please."

    Someone else was shocked and said: "Husband? Qiao Wanyue really got married to an ordinary person who can't practice cultivation. It's strange."

    "What did Miss Qiao think about this? Why can't she think of finding an ordinary person? With her family background and pretty face, it shouldn't be a problem to find a more powerful monk to help her support the Qiao family.  "

    The leading monk put down the Guanyin bone and said, "Who knows? Her young husband is quite good-looking."

    The person who spoke just now answered: "You can't practice this. How many years can you look good?"

    "When the time comes, I'll change to another one. I don't know if my appearance can catch the eyes of the head of the Qiao family. Although my appearance is not as good-looking as that pretty boy, I am durable."

    The group of monks immediately burst into malicious laughter.

    "What are you going to do with this Guanyin Gu brother?"

    The leading monk scanned their bodies and said: "This thing is a bit garish when used on magic weapons. Otherwise, none of us will want it. We can secretly sell it after a while, and the spiritual stones we earn should be  It¡¯s enough for us to live happily for a long time.¡±

    Several other people also think this decision is good.

    He continued: "Then let's just stay here for the night today. When we go to the city tomorrow, let's change our clothes and see if we can kill another fat sheep."

    The crowd took out the wine and vegetables from the spirit bag, while drinking small wine, talking about today's robbery, it was lively.

    Just when everyone was a little tipsy, someone asked: "Do you feel a little cold?"

    "Are you drunk? We are monks. How can we feel cold?"

    "I just feel that my neck is a little cold." As the man spoke, he raised his hand to touch his neck. When he looked down, his hand was covered with bright red blood. He had no time to say more. The next moment,  The man fell to the ground in a daze, dead.

    Everyone was shocked when they saw this and stood up from the ground.

    There was a clear flute sound in mid-air. Everyone looked up and saw a figure falling from the sky. The moonlight was cold and the bamboo shadows were swaying. He was wearing a white t-shirt.He wears a robe with a collar, and a moon-white robe with wide sleeves on the outside. The robe rustles in the evening breeze.

    He landed on the treetop, turned the white jade flute in his hand twice, and then flew down. Looking at the figure, it should be a man. He wore a silver mask on his face, only revealing a pair of eyes, light lips and  Exquisite jaw.

    "Who are you?" the leading monk asked sharply to the silver-faced man.

    The silver-faced man slowly approached them from a distance. He did not release any spiritual consciousness or pressure, but it made them all feel afraid.

    ¡°It doesn¡¯t matter who I am,¡± he replied.

    The voice was cold and emotionless.

    "What's important?" someone asked.

    The silver-faced man said calmly: "You will know later."

    Thinking of his brother who had just died, some people thought that they were about to rush forward and kill this man, but the leading brother raised his hand to stop his brothers from making any further movements. He said to the silver-faced man: "This fellow Taoist, everyone  Since we are destined to meet here, why not make friends and sit down and have a good chat?"

    "It's very fate. I was missing a few things when I was refining the elixir some time ago. I heard that you have a Red Lady's Tears Fruit in your hands, and you also asked for Guanyin Bones from the Qiao family. It's great. I have just the right amount.  "I need it," the silver-faced man smiled slightly, but the words he said were not so pleasant, "I hope all Taoists who want to make friends can hand over these two things quickly, and don't be disrespectful."

    The leading monk really wanted to make friends with this silver-faced man. They all got together halfway. If they had any feelings for each other before, one of them would die. If they could win this person into the gang,  For the rest of them, it was a no-win deal.

    But now when he heard the silver-faced man¡¯s words, the leading monk laughed angrily. He gritted his teeth and said, ¡°What a joke! Who do you think you are? We don¡¯t know how to show appreciation to you today.¡±

    Although they can't figure out the depth of the person in front of them, there are so many of them, and because they live licking the blood from the knife edge every day, they are much more powerful than most of the monks who stay in the sect and practice according to the rules. Otherwise, they  He wouldn't dare to take such a big risk and go to Qiao's house to rob.

    The silver-faced man didn't say anything. The leading monk didn't even have time to use a move. He just fell down and died.

    ??Crushing, this is absolute crushing.

    The few remaining monks present could no longer think of any resistance in their minds. They only had one thought left, to run away, run away quickly!

    The silver-faced man ignored the other monks. He stretched out his hand, and the Guanyin bone flew out from the corpse and fell into his hand. He lowered his eyes and glanced at the dead corpse at his feet. Perhaps it was the last bit of mercy, and he said to him thoughtfully.  The corpse explained: "Didn't I just say, hurry up."

    The monks who were eager to avenge their brothers just now ran faster than anyone else, but no matter how fast they ran, they could not escape death.

    Until they died, they didn¡¯t know when they had provoked such a person, who he was, and why he wanted to kill them all, but the silver-faced man didn¡¯t answer their questions at all.

    ¡°I just want to ask you to hand over the Guanyin Bones and the Red Lady¡¯s Tears,¡± he said.

    The monk who said he was durable before spit out a mouthful of blood, knelt on the ground, and said to the silver-faced man: "You have already got the Guanyin Bone. We really don't have the Red Lady's Tears."

    "How could it be?" the silver-faced man said very unreasonably, "I said yes, so you should have it."

    This monk died before he even said a word about your ancestors.

    Now there is only the last one left, and he begged the silver-faced man: "I know where the Red Girl's Tears are. If you let me go, I will take you to find them right now."

    "No need."

    A silver light flashed before his eyes, and in his last consciousness, he saw the silver-masked man lowering his head and slowly taking off the silver mask on his face. It was the man they captured at Qiao's house this evening.  That pretty boy.

    Ming Jue raised his hand and touched his neck, saying: "In all these years, no one has ever dared to pinch my neck."

    "Your life is worth it."

    ¡°What on earth are you¡ª¡ª¡± Before he could finish his question, he fell into a pool of blood, completely lifeless.

    Ming Jue walked under the tree. He didn't bring any treasures after coming down from Tianque Peak, but Tianchen Sect should have some of the Red Girl's Tears. Ming Jue hesitated for a moment, and simply went back to Tianchen Sect and took it out from the warehouse.  After two came, I searched for a few other treasures, left a note for the sect master, and returned to Yujing City.

    Logically speaking, the problem has been solved, but he is still a little troubled. Now that he has Guanyin Bone and Red Girl Tears, what is the next step to surprise and send them back to his wife without being rude?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)He and the red girl are both in tears. What¡¯s the next step to surprise and send them back to his wife without being rude?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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