Yue Buqun: I'm already cultivating immortality, why do I still want to be the leader?

Cheng Buyou went down the mountain.

Took several of his own disciples with him.

He went south to Hengshan with Shi Daizi and others.

This time he was not only going to propose marriage, but also to do justice.

To put it bluntly, he was hunting the evil tigers that were causing trouble everywhere.

He reserved tiger bones for himself and Liang Fa in advance.

"Brother."

"The rivers and lakes are turbulent, and there are killings every day."

Lin Shiyin asked weakly: "Are you assured that Brother Cheng will take so many children to travel?"

Yue Qingfeng was already asleep.

It was rare for her to have time to be alone with Yue Buqun.

But when she saw Yue Buqun standing on the edge of the cliff, watching Cheng Buyou and the others go away, she couldn't help but worry.

"Brother Cheng is no longer the Wuyoujian of the past."

"With his current martial arts, let alone the masters of the Weapon List, even Zuo Lengchan would be defeated if he met him."

This is not a joke by Yue Buqun.

Cheng Buyou, who has mastered the heavy sword technique, has a combat power comparable to the top ten in the Weapon List except for his disadvantages in internal strength and lightness.

Not to mention that Liang Fa is the first on the Hidden Dragon List.

He is stronger than Cheng Buyou on Zhongtiao Mountain back then.

And Shi Daizi and others are not made of clay.

Such a lineup.

It is more than enough to protect themselves.

"That's right."

"It's Shiyin who forgets."

Lin Shiyin suddenly realized.

Although the saying that pregnancy makes people stupid for three years is a bit ridiculous. 24

But Lin Shiyin is indeed a little slower than before.

"Shiyin..."

Yue Buqun turned back.

Lin Shiyin's heart trembled.

Because every time Yue Buqun showed her such a look, it meant the following fatigue and satisfaction.

"You seemed to call me Senior Brother just now?"

Yue Buqun looked at Lin Shiyin with ill intentions.

Lin Shiyin paused.

Ever since the good thing was accomplished, especially after the birth of the child.

Yue Buqun strongly suggested that she call him husband.

There can be a more intimate name in private.

Obviously.

Yue Buqun wanted to use this as an excuse.

"My fault, husband."

"Shiyin has just practiced a piece of music recently. Why don't you come in and taste it carefully?"

Lin Shiyin invited.

"That's exactly what I meant."

Yue Buqun then took the pair of soft and boneless slender hands and entered the inner hall of Qinyun Cottage.

This is where Lin Shiyin practices the piano.

It is also her study.

But Yue Buqun doesn't play by the rules.

He just sat down.

Lin Shiyin just took out the guqin.

Yue Buqun pulled her into his arms.

Before Lin Shiyin could react, her elegance was controlled.

"Husband."

"How can Shiyin play if you ask her to do this?"

Lin Shiyin looked at Yue Buqun sadly.

"It's okay."

"Just get used to it."

Yue Buqun said shamelessly: "I believe in your skills."

Lin Shiyin was speechless.

She could only try reluctantly.

However, at every critical moment, the powerful control and strong support.

made her very uncomfortable and made frequent mistakes.

So a strange scene appeared in Qinyun Cottage:

The originally pleasant and melodious piano sound suddenly became flustered.

Then it quickly recovered.

Then it became more and more chaotic.

Over time.

The piano sound disappeared.

Replaced by continuous singing.

Jiledong.

The figure of the Great Joyful Female Bodhisattva, who was like entering a meat mountain, kept rising and falling.

But the occasional scolding made the ambiguous atmosphere disappear.

On the other side.

You Longsheng stared into the distance with lifeless eyes.

In the far north, there were his relatives and his lost dignity.

"Have you ever thought of running away?"

A familiar question came from behind.

You Longsheng's body trembled suddenly.

He turned back slowly.

What caught his eye was the old body of the old man Canglong.

Compared with the last time.

The old man Canglong had aged a lot.

If it weren't for the familiar face and the familiar voice, You Longsheng really couldn't recognize him.

"Father?"

You Longsheng still doesn't believe it.

Looking at his own son.

The handsome hero of the past was gone.

Instead, there was a man with sunken eyes, heavy dark circles, and a thin face.

An indescribable bitterness rose in his heart.

"My son, you've worked hard."

Old Canglong patted You Longsheng on the shoulder. (To read exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

He picked up You Longsheng's love-stealing sword and stuffed it in directly.

"Let's go."

Old Canglong turned and left.

If you can avoid a conflict with a great master of horizontal training like the Great Joyful Female Bodhisattva.

Then try not to tear your face off.

After all, they can run away from the monks, but not the temple.

If the Great Joyful Female Bodhisattva gets angry and chases after them to Cangjian Villa.

What can they do to resist them in Cangjian Villa?

"You can't run away."

However, You Longsheng stood still.

Although the Great Joyful Female Bodhisattva's tonnage is amazing, her body movements are far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

You Longsheng has tried many times.

Not once was it successful.

And every time he came back, he was tortured to death by the Great Joyful Female Bodhisattva.

"Asshole."[]

"How could I give birth to such an incompetent son like you."

Old Canglong was furious.

But the next moment, his hands and feet were cold.

Because a figure that was three times more burly than a human bear had appeared in front of their only retreat.

"He doesn'tI am incompetent, but I know what to do."

The Great Joyful Female Bodhisattva's voice was very loud.

Even men with loud voices were not as good as hers.

Then she looked at the old man Canglong wantonly: "Although you are You Longsheng's father, you can't just take him away."

"He is my favorite concubine in these years."

The Great Joyful Female Bodhisattva's final addition.

She almost ripped You Longsheng's face off and stepped on him a few times.

"Asshole! "

Old Canglong couldn't control himself anymore.

Sword light exploded.

It directly formed a sword curtain and swallowed it.

The Great Joyful Female Bodhisattva was not nervous at all, but showed a disdainful expression.

She didn't move at all.

That fleshy.

The big hand like a pillar swept over.

There was no palm energy.

She even condensed the palm wind on the palm.

But it was such a fleshy palm, such a rough attack.

It directly smashed the little sword light.

It smashed the Canglong sword like a hammer to break the city.

Puff...

Old Canglong flew backwards with blood spurting out.

"Father. ”

No matter how scared or weak You Longsheng is, he is still his father.

Old Canglong is already in his twilight years.

They all dragged their old bodies and came all the way here to save themselves from the kiln.

Anyone with a little conscience would be furious.

Not to mention that You Longsheng had accumulated countless resentments.

This move was incredible.

He instantly broke through some kind of shackles and broke through his own limits.

A sword was swung out.

There was no sword energy, no sound of breaking through the air.

There was only absolute condensation.

And absolute sharpness.

However.

The Great Joyful Female Bodhisattva is a great master after all.

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She clenched her fist and punched out in surprise.

The sound of the fist was like thunder.

As fast as lightning.

Dang!

The fist avoided the edge.

It hit the sword.

It crushed the sword.

Puff...

You Longsheng spurted blood and flew backwards.

He suffered the same fate as Old Man Canglong.

The Great Joyful Female Bodhisattva stretched out her hand and grabbed without thinking.

It was like a giant palm covering the sky.

It seemed that no matter how You Longsheng and Old Man Canglong changed, they could not escape her five fingers.

At this delicate moment.

A sharp edge swept through the air.

Like a flying sword.

More like a rainbow. .