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　　Su Ming snorted softly, and pulled out his hand violently. When the palm that was originally pressed by Mu Wanqing's chin, was forcibly pulled back, it happened to tear off the black veil on her face.

　　A slightly pale but peerless face appeared in front of Su Ming.

　　A pointed chin, a small cherry mouth, thin cherry lips, and the small mouth is slightly open to reveal white jade teeth.

　　Lively and fragrant, with a beautiful face, if it weren't for the cold look on her face, she is really a rare beauty.

　　The two just stared at each other and fell to the ground.

　　Su Ming saw Mu Wanqing's appearance completely, and Su Ming's frontal appearance also fell into her eyes.

　　"What a nice view..."

　　This was supposed to describe a woman, but at this time, Mu Wanqing only felt that it was not an exaggeration to use it on Su Ming.

　　At this moment, Mu Wanqing's eyes were lost!

　　After landing, Mu Wanqing finally came back to her senses and immediately pushed Su Ming away. This was her instinctive action.

　　However, with a veil on her face, Mu Wanqing was stunned again.

　　Ripped off!

　　Her veil had been ripped off, and he had already seen his own face.

　　How to do?

　　kill?

　　Still don't kill?

　　At this time, Mu Wanqing was already entangled in this question, and she didn't feel that the female maids behind her were killed again.

　　Su Ming grabbed Mu Wanqing's hand and directly pulled her back to his side. With a sharp sword qi from his right hand, he killed all the female servants on the spot!

　　"Next time, no one will save you!"

　　Su Ming spit out a cold voice and passed by Mu Wanqing...  

　　"Little thief, those who dare to kill us, you and this little demon girl must be in a group, let's go together!"

　　The old woman with the iron crutch shouted, and the iron stick in her hand smashed directly at Su Ming.

　　"Humph!"

　　Su Ming snorted coldly, and the three thousand thunderbolts were instantly displayed. The lightning flashed under his feet, and his figure was like a phantom, flashing continuously in the crowd.

　　The sword finger in his hand condensed the fierce sword energy, and every shot was approaching the extreme.

　　The old woman with the iron crutches, along with the female servants, was killed by Su Ming in an instant.

　　In his mind, the system's prompt voice sounded, and Su Ming's points increased again.

　　Looking at the corpses on the ground, Su Ming didn't feel the slightest bit.

　　He killed too many people, he was already used to it!

　　"Sister Mu, here I come!"

　　Zhong Ling finally arrived.

　　However, she came too slowly, Su Ming has already solved everything.

　　Looking at the corpses all over the floor, Zhong Ling bypassed them and ran towards Su Ming and Mu Wanqing.

　　"Brother Su Ming, it's still you who are amazing, you saved Sister Mu so quickly!"

　5.7 Zhong Ling smiled at Su Ming, came to Mu Wanqing and grabbed her hand.

　　"Sister Mu, Ling'er misses you so much."

　　"Huh? Sister Mu, your veil..."

　　At this time, Zhong Ling noticed that the veil on Mu Wanqing's face was gone.

　　She looked suspiciously at Su Ming, and then at Mu Wanqing, who was a little sluggish. She still didn't understand what was going on here.

　　"I once swore to my master that the first man to lift my veil and see my face, if I don't marry, I must commit suicide, or kill this man!"

　　"You saved me, and you are the first man to see my face. I don't want to kill you, then... only marry you!"

　　Mu Wanqing looked at Su Ming, her eyes were complicated, and she spoke slowly. .

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　　At this time, Mu Wanqing's mood was very complicated!

　　She originally thought that Su Ming appeared to take advantage of her, but in reality, it was to save her, but she couldn't react in time, misunderstood him, and shot in anger.

　　It was her fault!

　　The veil was lifted, although it was an accident, her appearance had indeed been seen by Su Ming. Her oath made her have to make a choice.

　　Kill Su Ming?

　　Not to mention, with her strength, she is not Su Ming's opponent at all. Just saying that Su Ming's shot just now saved her life, she couldn't do such a kind of revenge.

　　Besides, Su Ming's excellence is really rare in the world. Her handsome appearance, elegant temperament, and powerful strength can be said to be unique. Even if she is hostile to men in the world, she will not feel the slightest disgust. , but there is a trace of closeness.

　　Marry Su Ming!

　　This is her only option!

　　Zhong Ling on the side widened his eyes, looked at Mu Wanqing, and then at Su Ming, his heart was full of loss!

　　Sister Mu is so beautiful, and brother Su Ming is so handsome, they are a perfect match, and brother Su Ming will definitely not refuse.

　　only!

　　Does all this have anything to do with Su Ming?

　　"Girl, please respect yourself!"

　　Su Ming glanced at Mu Wanqing with a cold expression.

　　"You have your oath, but what does this have to do with me?"

　　"Miss Zhong Ling, take care and leave!"

　　After that, Su Ming's feet flickered with lightning flashes, his body moved, and he left immediately.

　　Come without a trace, go without a trace!

　　The speed was so fast that Mu Wanqing and Zhong Ling could not react at all.

　　"you..."

　　Seeing Su Ming's leaving figure, Mu Wanqing's face turned pale.

　　She didn't expect that her oath would be ignored, and, unexpectedly, she turned around and left.

　　When Zhong Ling found out that Su Ming was gone, he was in a hurry.

　　"Brother Su Ming, Brother Su Ming..."

　　"Take me with you!"

　　Zhong Ling shouted from behind, but he couldn't call back to Su Ming anymore.

　　She also knew that Su Ming's Qinggong was far ahead of her, and even if he chased him, he couldn't catch up.

　　"Stop calling, since he's gone, let's go find him'"!"

　　"He is not responsible for my oath, but I, Mu Wanqing, are responsible for my oath!"

　　A look of determination flashed in Mu Wanqing's eyes.

　　After speaking, he took the black rose and left.

　　Zhong Ling was in a low mood, and left listlessly with her.

　　.......

　　After Su Ming left, he went straight to Dali without stopping.

　　Although Dali is a small border country, the whole country is extremely united, with simple folk customs, and everyone lives a peaceful life.

　　In Dali, there is a Tianlong Temple, which is the most noble temple in the whole country and a holy place in the hearts of pilgrims.

　　Many believers will come to Tianlong Temple to incense and receive blessings on important festivals.

　　The royal family of Dali also maintains a tradition.

　　After each emperor abdicated and made a virtuous person, he would be ordained as a monk, enter the Tianlong Temple as a monk, and comprehend the Buddhadharma.

　　After Su Ming came to Dali, he experienced some local customs!

　　On this day, Su Ming came to the capital of Dali and headed towards Tianlong Temple.

　　The main hall of Tenryuji Temple!

　　The precious image is solemn and dedicated to the Buddha Sakyamuni.

　　An old monk sat in the face of a Buddha, and behind him sat a nameless monk in a cassock.

　　This old monk is the only remaining one of the withered generation of Tianlong Temple, and the dharma name is withered.

　　The five old monks behind the old monk are Benshen, Benguan, Benxiang, Benyin and Duan Zhengming, the emperor of the Dali Kingdom who has just been shaved.

　　However, after Duan Zhengming was shaved, he was called by the name Benchen.

　　In the main hall, in addition to Ku Rong and Wuben, there is also an eminent monk from Dalun Temple in Daxue Mountain in the Western Regions, Kumozhi.

　　Jiu Mozhi is tall and thin, with thick earlobes. At first glance, he looks quite like a Buddhist.

　　However, it seems that the arrival of Kumozhi today is not for the purpose of discussing the Dharma, but for another purpose.

　　"Masters, the little monk came to Tianlong Temple specially for the guidance of Mr. Murong in the past, and asked for a reading of the Six Meridian Divine Sword. I hope all the masters can complete it."

　　Jiu Mozhi sat on the futon, his face solemn, and his voice was like the sound of a Buddha, and he said slowly.

　　When everyone heard the words, their faces changed.

　　The Six Meridian Divine Sword is a peerless swordsmanship handed down by the ancestors of the Duan clan.