The night road was long, and the streets paved with bluestones were mostly scorched by fires. The black-clothed monks chased them one after another, fixing their eyes on the seven dwarves of Tianshan Mountain, and they did not blink for a moment.

Suddenly, the monk who broke the precepts accidentally stepped on a slippery place and lost his body balance. He threw himself forward very quickly. According to common sense, he must have fallen over and was thrown around.

A bit of embarrassment.

It's a pity that after all, Monk Cizhou broke through the martial arts world and became a master of pure Yang Qi. He waved his sleeves with both hands and hit the ground hard. He immediately borrowed a force of recoil and reversed the situation. He rose up out of thin air.

Like a golden eagle, it rises in the wind.

Later, the black-clothed monk slowly landed on the ground. He was a little surprised by the sudden surprise: "With my current cultivation level, although I will not reach the level of Confucian sincerity, I can predict the situation in advance."

, it’s also before the autumn wind moves, and the chilling cicadas wake up first, how could it be possible..."

Thinking of this, Monk Cizhou suddenly understood, understood, and said with a smile: "From this point of view, it can only be a warning from God! Jincheng! The Han family is obviously the key, and it may be the smoke and dust in the troubled times in the future. Either kill the world, and it is true.

Wang Kaidao. Either he himself becomes a dragon and has a plan to conquer the Central Plains."

The monk who broke the precepts was silent for a moment, and then burst into laughter: "The Han family is just a local tycoon. In the great epidemic from heaven, its power was reduced by 50%. If it were not for the blessing of my anti-epidemic prescription, the whole family would have died.

It’s not surprising at all. Besides, am I someone who fears God’s will?”

After leaning a little, Monk Cizhou lost his confusion, and the interference of fate never happened again. It actually allowed him to follow the Tianshan Seven Dwarfs and directly reach the destination, the Han family in Jincheng!

The broken monk watched from a distance as the side door of the Han family opened, and three or five servants came out, respectfully welcoming Tianshan Qidai and others. He looked up at the plaque with gold characters on a black background, and couldn't help but grin.

"It's true! You received my kindness to save your life, but you repaid the kindness with revenge, and paid the murderer to come and murder me. You are really guilty of God, you can't pray! Even if the Han family is full of people, kneeling in front of me and kowtow to admit their mistakes, don't think of being deceived.

Pass."

Immediately afterwards, Monk Cizhou used his physical skills to jump onto the wall and walk on a high place. Dressed in black monk's robes that blended into the night, he avoided the eyes and ears of the outposts and entered Han's house with his hands behind his back.

In recent days, the aristocratic families and gangs in the city have been fighting for territory, recovering the losses caused by the epidemic from the weak and helpless forces, making them full of fat and mouthful, especially the Han Dynasty, which was originally the most powerful.

The family had the most delicious portion, and had all the many towns in the west of the city where wealthy merchants gathered.

The elite Han family army expanded several times, and the lost manpower was filled up. The veterans took over, and now they are spread out to control the newly acquired territory. As a result, the Han family is now full of people, and the aura of wealth has skyrocketed, but it has disappeared.

The iron-blooded atmosphere back then.

The monk who broke the precepts looked at the twenty or so tables of flowing banquets in the outer courtyard, where the cups and plates were in a mess after being eaten by the wanton guard thugs. Wine and delicacies were served on the table in turn. Everyone was feasting, playing guessing games and giving orders. They were very happy.

Monk Cizhou glanced at it, couldn't help but shake his head, and then nodded lightly: "Bad luck is upon us, death is not far away! Everyone's faces seemed to be red, but they were all signs of a bloody disaster. Unexpectedly, I had one hand.

Save the whole Han family, but you have to send them on a journey to the west!"

Standing at a high place, you can naturally see more. The broken monk watched the seven dwarves of Tianshan being welcomed into the middle gate and resting in the east side courtyard with rows of side rooms. The second son of the Han family, Han Li, came over in person, asked about their welfare, and summoned the family

The dedicated doctor came to diagnose and treat the patient.

It is a pity that Lin Hong, the fourth of the seven shortest girls in Tianshan, had her neck broken by Monk Cizhou using heavy techniques, which caused the cervical vertebrae to become dislocated and cause high paraplegia. Unless he came in person and used the same techniques, otherwise

, other people cannot save it no matter how good their medical skills are.

As for Zhou Yang, the sixth child prodigy, the large acupuncture points on his chest and back were hit by someone, and he was unable to move at this time. Even though the doctor used the technique of passing golden needles through the acupoints and tried to forcefully open the restricted acupuncture points, he was still blocked by some external force.

After a long period of conflict, we were still unable to make any progress.

The last injured man, Mantis Dao Yu Sheng, suffered broken tendons and fractures in both hands and wrists. It seemed that it would be best to treat him. After being examined by the Han family's doctor, he couldn't help but frown. After all, the pure yang energy rebounded, causing comminuted fractures.

, it is impossible to restore it to its original state.

"Such an injury is really irreparable. I am very incapable of doing anything because I have little talent and knowledge. It is estimated that only Yin Pingzhi, a famous murderer on the Jianghu Road in Saibei, or Master Yan, the master of Xinglin, who is proficient in the secret art of bone setting, can save a little or two."

Zhuo Yifan, the divine fortune teller, knew that a group of people on this trip would be followed by a monk in black who was as holy as a demon. He knew that the Han family in Jincheng was not safe, so he waited for the doctor's words.

"The famous murderer Yin Ping wants to kill another person just to save one person. I can't bear it now. Now, I can only find Master Yan, the master of Xinglin. Without further ado, I will take my fifth brother to go there at night!"

The minister of the Han family is also a wonderful person. Hearing this, he nodded frequently: "Yes, yes. If it were later, I'm afraid my brother would have to amputate his hand."

The second master of the Han family looked at the messy scene and felt a little strange in his heart. As for what was strange, he couldn't say what was strange. Seeing that the seven dwarfs from Tianshan whom he invited, in the Luzeyuan group, must have suffered a lot, and he was worried that they would lose their lives.

If you are brave, you will not force him to stay.

So, when the divine fortune teller Zhuo Yifan and others tidied up and left in a hurry from the back door of Han's house, Han Li felt that something was wrong. At this moment, an unusually familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar voice came from behind him.

sounded in the distance.

"Mr. Han, if I look at your face again, I will see that the hall is dark, which means there must be some unforeseen disaster. Your face is red, and there will be a bloody disaster in the near future!"

The second master of the Han family suddenly turned around and looked in the direction of the sound. He saw the figure of the eminent monk walking out of the shadow of the corner. The black monk's clothes moved without any wind. He couldn't help but think of the "tiger" worshiped by his family.

The fate of "Fierce Hand" Peng Tao.

"Master, master! Misunderstanding, all this is a misunderstanding! Listen to me..."

Monk Cizhou shook his head and said with a smile: "Young Master Han is in a situation. If I listen to your words, I will definitely be inaccurate. I don't want to listen to other people's words of thanks, so why don't you all listen to me."

The broken monk clasped his hands together and walked two feet away in front of everyone in the Han family. He suddenly stopped: "Fang Jian, the youngest of the seven dwarfs in the Tianshan Mountains, led the Han family's private army to seize the sword made by the Lianfeng Hao Knife Factory.

With many weapons and money accumulated over the years, they then raided the manor outside the city in an attempt to eradicate the remnants of the knife factory."

"Unexpectedly, this man was killed by a poor monk in public, and the Han family's private army also lost a number of elites. In this way, it damaged the Han family's face, ruined the Han family's expansion plan, and probably ended a deadly feud!"

While Monk Cizhou was talking eloquently, Han Li's face became increasingly ugly, and he just remained silent without speaking or arguing.

"Master Han's original intention was to use the death of the sword boy to lead the rest of the Seven Dwarves of Tianshan to attack and kill the poor monk. Unfortunately, a great epidemic broke out in Jincheng, so the matter was postponed until the poor monk came up with a way to ward off the epidemic.

In exchange for medicinal materials to treat the whole city, the Qidai of Tianshan drank the decoction to ward off the epidemic and came to Luze Garden at night with the intention of murdering the poor monk."

"Unexpectedly, they failed and had to return to their old nest to lick their wounds, which made the poor monk find his way to the bottom of the earth. I sighed at the hardships of the world, so I came up with a prescription to ward off the epidemic. Unexpectedly, someone repaid the kindness and wanted to kill the poor monk.

life."
Chapter completed!