Infinite Heroes Seat

In the dim ice storehouse, after a long time, everything gradually calmed down. Wang Yuyan was naked, with a trace of blush on her face, lazily crawling in Mo Wen's arms, her dark long hair draped randomly over the two of them. , But his eyes were a little lost.

In the dark corner, a figure gradually walked out.

Glancing at the two figures lying on the ice bed, Abi whispered: "Master, Grandma Tong and Li Qiushui have passed away!"

The breath on her body is extremely unstable. The breathing time is short and long. When walking, she will unconsciously step on small pits of different depths on the ground. It is obvious that Mi Wen's plan has succeeded and absorbed the internal forces of Tongma and Li Qiushui. , Abi's strength greatly increased.

On this side, Wang Yuyan suddenly came back to her senses, and she sat up all of a sudden, her soft long hair slipped down, looking at Abi incredulously.

"A, Abi, you, what are you talking about, me, my grandmother—" Her voice was a little trembling.

A bit of unbearable expression appeared in Abi's eyes, but she still said, "Li---Senior Li, she and Tongma competed internally, and died of exhaustion."

"no no!"

Wang Yuyan was suddenly there in a daze.

"how so?"

She opened her small mouth slightly, and muttered, the light in her eyes became dimmed. She and Li Qiushui had only been together for two years, and the other party usually only urged herself to practice exercises to avenge the grandfather. In contrast, there is no new recognition. His cousin was close, but after all, she was a relative whose blood was thicker than water. Such a sudden death naturally shocked her, plus the thought that her grandmother was still fighting underneath. But I am in——.

Wang Yuyan felt ashamed and indignant, and she couldn't cry.

Mo Wen caressed her shoulder and whispered comfortingly: "This is the grievance between her and Tongma for decades. They can only resolve it by themselves, and you shouldn't be too sad!"

Unexpectedly, Wang Yuyan raised her head and looked at him with red eyes.

"It's you! It's all you thief! If it wasn't for your grandma, she wouldn't die, if you didn't stop me, how could grandma and others run out of oil and light! And you still, you still—I , I'll kill you! ——" He then tore and beat Mo Wen on his body, patted his chest desperately, like a crazy cat.

"But didn't you feel comfortable just now? Have fun in time. Isn't it?"

Mo Wen suddenly hooked her chin, with strange charm in his words, but he was already using spiritual magic. I want to try to see if this affects Wang Yuyan's psychology.

Listening to Mo Wen's words, Wang Yuyan's eyes suddenly darkened, as if thinking of something, she lost her mind for a moment. But then he woke up again. Shaking his head, he bit Mo Wen's shoulder severely.

"I killed you thief!"

Seeing Wang Yuyan angrily attacking her heart, and then at her tightly bitten shoulder, Mo Wen sighed slightly in her heart, and she failed. At this time, although Wang Yuyan still had the indulgence in her heart, she had already been caught The personality that she usually cultivated became suppressed, and she wanted to change her impression of herself through blackening. It seems to be unsuccessful.

Fortunately, the days to come are still long, and there should be opportunities. But now he can only comfort him with a wry smile.

That day, the news of the death of the Emperor Xixia spread throughout the palace, and then shook the entire imperial city. All the princes and ministers came to express their condolences, and even the royal family became busy and began to prepare for the funeral of the Emperor.

After a busy day, dragging her tired body, Li Qinglu returned to her room with a bit of sadness, and suddenly wept in silence. The death of her relatives made her even more fragile at this time. But at this time, her intimate cousin did not know. Whereabouts, she didn't even have a person to speak.

Suddenly, she suddenly thought of the son who only appeared in her sleep. If he was by her side at this time, she would definitely comfort herself gently.

"Menglang, Menglang, where are you, can we meet again in this life?" Li Qinglu murmured.

"This beautiful girl, are you looking for me?" A soft voice suddenly came from behind her.

Li Qinglu looked back, but saw a handsome young man smiling at herself there.

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One month later, the misty peak of Tianshan Mountain, Lingjiu Palace.

Mo Wenduan sat in the place where he belonged to the child's grandmother, overlooking the people standing on both sides of the seat, with a mysterious smile on his mouth, but his eyes grew deeper. Grandma Tong is dead, Mo Wen, as the young master of Lingjiu Palace, naturally inherited the position of master. It took about a month to take care of Tongma's funeral, and he successfully controlled the entire Lingjiu. palace.

On both sides of the seat, close to him are the girls who signed a contract with him, Wang Yuyan, Mu Wanqing, Zhong Ling, Azhu, Abi, Azi, Meilanzhuju, and even Li Qinglu, the lord of the Xixia Palace. They are all there, and after that is the maid of Jiu Tian Jiu Bu.

Looking at everyone in the audience, Mo Wen's eyes flashed a bright light, and he slowly said, "You all know what to do, take the people from 36 islands and 72 caves and the constellation group, and do things well. Well, I want the entire martial arts to know my name as Xiaoyao faction!"

"Yes!" The people of Nine Heavens and Nine Departments under the seat answered in unison, and slowly walked out under the leadership of the women.

Looking at the clouded sky outside the door, Mo Wen just smiled faintly.

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In the eighth year of Yuanyou, there was a **** storm in the entire martial arts. On the top of the Tianshan Mountains, the Xiaoyao School of the Hermit Sect suddenly made a big move. The evil started from the west and swept across the entire martial arts forest. Qingcheng, the beggar gang, Dazhifenruo, Penglai, and other sects and strongholds were successively destroyed. The sword gods were extraordinary, the Fairy Furong, and the unfair Taoists were also besieged to death, and no one died. With one exception, they were all sucked up to death. People in the martial arts rose up to resist, but the few women who led the Xiaoyao faction were extremely powerful in martial arts. Seventy-two holes of the island have many skills, and the star sect is powerful in poisoning. After several fights, even the big martial arts school Shaolin and the beggar gang suffered big losses, and other sects were even more smashed.

In desperation, Xuanci, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, had to publish hero posts. On the seventh day of March, a martial arts conference was held to summon the group heroes to discuss how to deal with the Xiaoyao cult.

On the sixth day of March, martial arts people from all walks of life came one after another and gathered in the Shaolin Temple. Suddenly, the bells in the temple rang loudly and continuously, which is the signal of Shaolin Temple to summon all monks in the temple.

Everyone in Shaolin Temple killed them as if they were members of the Xiaoyao evil faction, and rushed towards the hall one after another.

In a short while, more than two hundred people have been gathered in the temple, and the rest of the monks kept coming in. In a moment, more than a thousand monks in the whole temple have gathered in the hall, and the branches are arranged in generations. Although the number of people is large, they are quietly silent.

In the Daxiong Hall, the abbot Xuanci and four senior monks of the Xuanzi generation were arguing with seven guest monks from other monasteries, causing a crowd of martial arts people nearby to stop and watch.

It turns out that this time, the abbot of Qingliang Temple in Wutai Mountain, Shenshan, took advantage of the opportunity of this hero meeting to ask for an explanation for Shaolin Temple’s imprisonment of Polo Star. The Shemen faction Qingyu had to defend one or two things, and everyone knew that it was the Polo star who coveted Shaolin martial arts and stole the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion before being detained. Originally, the matter was Shaolin in charge, but the people on the sacred mountain accused the Shaolin Temple’s 72 stunts as being from Tianzhu. A guest monk won.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a clear voice coming from far away, saying: "It is a grand event for the great virtues of Tianzhu and the eminent monks of the Middle-earth to gather in Shaolin Temple and talk about martial arts. Can the little monk be an uninvited guest? "" Word by word, clearly sent to everyone's ears. The sound came from outside the mountain gate, and it was so clear to the ear, yet it was fair and peaceful, and it was not shocking. It is conceivable that the speaker's inner strength is so pure.

But it was Tubo national master Kumazhi who came up to the mountain. Although this person is a monk, he likes to learn martial arts and is eager to win. After being defeated by Mo Wen, Qiao Feng, and Duan Yu that day, he did not give up and raise his heart. After being injured, he sneaked into Shishui Pavilion and Langya Blessed Land to read books, and his strength has improved a lot. This time I am going to be famous in the martial arts conference, and I want to conquer the world's masters. I see the dispute between the monks of Tianzhu and Zhongtu. I was overjoyed in my heart, directly claiming that he was also proficient in Shaolin's 72 stunts, so the 72 stunts were not unique to Shaolin.

The senior monk of Shaolin Temple was uneasy, and he fought with the Tubo national teacher~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Kumazhi first defeated the monk Xuansheng with the Diamond Boxing method, and then subdued Xuantong with Maha's finger, and finally saw him facing him. With a wave of the bronze cauldron in the hall, the bronze cauldron seemed to be alive. Suddenly it made a few turns. After the rotation, the inward side turned outward, but the shape of a palm was cut out from the middle of the cauldron. , The cut is also full of bright yellow light, but he used the robes and demon skills, and then proudly said: "This is where the robes and demon skills are not well practiced. Please also ask the abbot brother for advice."

Abbot Xuanci has also practiced this skill. He has been immersed for a long time and almost missed his own Zen practice because of this, but he couldn't keep up with Kumazhi. He immediately shook his head and sighed: "Lao Na only knows today that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people in the sky. Lao Na has been studying hard for decades, and in the eyes of the national teacher, it is really not enough. Master Polo Star can leave by himself, but this time the matter of the Xiaoyao evil faction, I hope that the master will do more."

Seeing Shaolin Temple's softness, Kumozhi was very proud of him, and he praised Haikou on the spot: "Don't worry, the abbot, this Xiaoyao faction is a curse for the martial arts, and it is naturally obligatory for them to come back this time!"

'puff! Suddenly a light laugh came, and a voice was heard shortly afterwards.

"The national teacher is so shameless! I defeated the Shaolin monk with my Xiaoyao Sect's little Wuxiang Gong, and in turn will destroy my Xiaoyao Sect. This boasting is too big!" (To be continued...)