Sang Xuewei smiled and shook her head and refused to show her good intentions, saying that it was too late, so she would go back to the Zen Temple in front.

The two monks saw Sang Xuewei's smiling face, their eyes changed, and their alert just now became stunning. Seeing that she was about to leave, they immediately turned their faces and smiled gloomyly: "Since the girl is here, don't leave!"

They tacitly blocked Sang Xuewei's journey from left to right.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Sang Xuewei made a few moves with these two monks. The two monks were responsible for carrying the manure. When the mountain wind blew, the stench on their bodies penetrated, which made Sang Xuewei very dislike. In addition to disgusting, she also looked down upon it.

While attacking, the two monks turned their heads and shouted, and the monks under the corridor also came here.

Although Sang Xuewei usually competes with her brothers, she knows that her brothers will not hurt her and has no psychological burden. Although she is a little vanity in the world and wants to become a heroine and make her father look bright, it is just a one-on-one situation. She still feels timid in her heart and wants to escape with a pair of monks who rush up with a fierce look.

A monk stood in the limelight and raised a handful of powder at her face.

Sang Xuewei was panicked and she was covered with dizziness. In addition, the monks were wearing the wrong clothes around her, and her fists and feet were added together, so she could not resist and was captured.

The powder will make people dizzy, but it is not really unconscious, and she can even speak.

When she was carried to the woodshed by a group of monks, she was scared and at a loss in her heart. She once again brought out that my father was Sang Daokun, the head of Xianglong Sword Sect.

However, Xia Wenjin knew that the monks in Xianglong Sword Sect and Shi'an Temple were not entirely part of the world. They were trapped by Mingqing and followed Mingqing to do evil, love to be lustful, but they didn't know much about things in the world.

Therefore, for the Xianglong Sword Sect, I probably just think that the name is majestic.

There are more such forces in the world.

At this moment, she was alone in the dark and cold woodshed. Although the weather now would not freeze even on the ground, she was scared.

She has never been trapped in such dangers, and has always been protected so well. Suddenly, she is in panic when faced with all the dangers and unknowns alone.

She wanted to escape, but she didn't know what the powder was. She couldn't move at all now, her hands and feet were soft and her internal strength could not be raised.

The door was right in front of her. Although she knew that the door was locked from outside, she couldn't even go to the door, let alone find a way to break the lock.

Through the window, you can see the lights approaching outside, followed by the sound of footsteps and the sound of speaking:

"Senior brother, as long as you see it, you will be amazed. This woodshed room is too simple and messy, and it lacks some interest. If you like it, I will take someone to your room."

"Look, let's talk about it!"

"Senior brother, please!"

The door lock was opened, and Sang Xuewei, who had fallen softly to the ground, looked at the two bald heads coming in, and her heart sank again.

Huang Zheng found this temple, which showed that there was really something wrong with the temple. What these two people said now proved this point, but she could not bring the news to Huang Zheng.

She wanted to help him, but she didn't help her, but instead got herself in.

Sang Xuewei was both scared and depressed.

Now that she is here alone, Uncle Lu and the others don’t know who can come to save her?

The lame monk shook his lantern with a sway, turned his head and said flatteringly: "Senior brother, look, are you watery?"

The prison tentatively glanced at it and suddenly became blinded.

The woman was wearing a black suit, but she could not hide her beauty at all. Her face was as white as jade, her eyes were big, her eyebrows were curved, her lips were rosy, and she was full of vitality. Her eyes were filled with panic and grief, but there was another two points of calmness in the panic, and she was still alert in the grief. How could this be compared to those women who were indifferent to their lords, pale faces, and only knew that they could only cry?

Seeing the prison gaze straight, the lame monk was very proud and said, "Senior Brother, are you still satisfied?"

The ward said in a hoarse voice: "Send it to my room!"

The lame monk said happily: "Okay, senior brother, go back and wait, the beauty will be delivered soon!"

The prison's eyes were like hooks, and then shaved on Sang Xuewei's face, revealing greed and evil spirit. Perhaps thinking that he could really enjoy it after sending it to his room, he withdrew his gaze and said, "Hurry!"

Just as he turned around and was about to leave, suddenly there was a sound of running from a distance, and someone shouted loudly: "Senior brother, senior brother..."

The prison angrily said: "What are you doing? You're in a panic!"

The one who came was also a monk wearing a coarse cloth monk's robe. He gasped and said, "Senior brother, four men came from the back mountain, saying that they were looking for his lady, and they were about to break in when they came. The brothers and sisters stopped him. He was hard at his hands, so we couldn't stop him!"

"His lady?" The prison tentatively glanced at Sang Xuewei, feeling a little bad premonition, afraid that this girl really has some origin?

He said in a deep voice: "Go and go and have a look!"

The door was locked again, and the prison steward hurried away with the lame monk.

Sang Xuewei's nervous mood was a little relaxed. The four of them must be Mr. Lu and the others.

In the evening, it was the agreed meeting. Uncle Lu and the other two did not see her and found the back mountain.

It would be great if Uncle Lu came. They had great martial arts skills and could definitely save her.

Thinking that these monks would make the y-sick medicine, she was a little worried. But now she can do nothing.

People in the world are sinister. I don’t know how many times my father has told her about this, but she always feels that with her skills, even if she encounters some conspiracies, she will not be able to do anything to her.

Now, she was so scared that she almost cried.

Mudy smell, darkness, isolation, unknown everything...

Fear slowly spread out from the bottom of her heart, surrounding her whole body. The helplessness, the panic, and the grievance made her eyes blurred.

At this time, another sound came from the door lock.

Sang Xuewei's heart suddenly rose to her throat again.

Could it be those people who are back?

She couldn't move now, and she knew who she was really sent to by that hateful person.

She stared at the door nervously, and under the hazy moonlight, she flashed in. She stared at the figure, and the more she looked, the more she felt so familiar.

The tears that had been in her eyes just now finally flowed down unscrupulously. She opened her mouth, but couldn't make a sound.

Huangfu Jingchen quickly stepped forward, and used his fingers to cut off the rope on her body, and fed her another antidote. Fortunately, the y-smell used by the monks was only very ordinary, and the ordinary antidote could be untie it.

Sang Xuewei cried out with a wow cry.
Chapter completed!