Chapter 924： 0 knots (1/2)

Li Ruolan said: ”The good monk likes to kill women, especially against me and Sister Lu.”

”This **** bald donkey!” Zhou Jinchun gritted his teeth. ”Sister Lu will not leave, I will not leave!”

Li Ruolan sighed and stopped persuading.

Ji Xin said: ”Could Brother Zhao be able to stop the monk?”

”This time together with the master of Mo Tan, he shot two good swords.” Li Ruolan said.

When they were talking, Chu Li was looking up in a small pavilion in the back garden.

& nbs; pig; pig; island; fiction www.zhuzhu ＋; the bottom line of the perfect monk he hasn't figured it out, he always feels a layer of fog on his body, it seems like a fantasy and can't see clearly, this is a weirdness never experienced before It felt that the more he couldn't see it, the more he wanted to see it.

The Jizo Scriptures are truly mysterious, and they gain a lot.

As a runner, there is no stagnation. This is just a realm. There is a deeper layer of everything behind it. Yin and Yang are like wheels.

This time he was driven to desperation, he almost changed back to Chuli, back to Chuli, and he was very sure to pack the best monk, but once he returned to Chuli, Zhao Dahe ’s identity may be exposed, and his achievements may be lost. The wisdom of the world.

It took so much thought and time for me to climb up the lurking Holy Religion, so as to become the master of the altar and even the prince, to get the most confidential information, to find the weakness of the Bright Religion. It's a pity.

How on earth can we restrain a monk from being good?

The martial arts learned by Zhao Dahe circulated in his mind, and finally fell to the sword!

The strength shot by the Japanese wheel is as solid as a stone and cannot be transformed. The strength of the sword is also similar. If you want to restrain the monk, you need a sword!

Thinking of this, he dissipated Dan Tian's internal strength and began to cultivate the thirty-six styles of nourishing qi.

Zhou Jinchun and Ji Xin were quickly sent to the back garden by Li Ruolan. She was going to treat Lu Zhen's injuries and should not be disturbed.

The two came over to see Chu Li slowly making gestures, weird postures, and entered the kiosk with curiosity.

”Brother Zhao, what martial arts is this?” Zhou Jinchun looked at him and asked with a smile.

”A thousand swords,” Chu Lidao said.

”It's so slow, isn't there any power?” Zhou Jinchun laughed. ”Listening is the sword?”

Chu Lidao said: ”This is a sword-killer, Brother Zhou try?”

”Okay.” Zhou Jinchun laughed.

Ji Xin sighed and said, ”Brother Zhao, this time we are very dangerous to the Supreme Master Monk, aren't we?”

Chu Li Road said: ”Can't die.”

”Mr. Lu was almost dead this time, and Ms. Li was also injured.” Ji Xin said: ”You are injured, the owner of Motan is injured, ... so you can win the best monk?”

”I only know after playing. You won't win this time and you won't win the next time!” Chu Li said: ”Be careful, see the moon wheel, don't be stupid, and don't force the shot from the sun. It ’s best to run away when you meet a good monk. ”

”I want to run, but I'm afraid I can't run away.” Zhou Jinchun shook her head.

He still has reluctance to the round of perfection.

”Brother Zhao, how can you hit his wheels, it seems very easy!” Zhou Jinchun said.

Chu Lidao said: ”The moon wheel turns as fast as possible, but there is a point above it that is relatively static, and you can hit the moon wheel by hitting that point.”

”Why can you see such a fast wheel?” Zhou Jinchun smiled bitterly: ”Brother Zhao, what do you look at!”

Chu Li closed the thirty-sixth trend and pointed his eyes proudly: ”Half eyesight is half sense, talent!”

They glared at him.

”Come, try my sword!” Chu Li pulled his sword out of the sheath, and cut it to Zhou Jinchun.

Zhou Jinchun waved his sword.

”Bang!” Zhou Jinchun flew straight out, as if struck by giant wood.

He kept on relieving in the air, but to no avail, he finally fell into a small lake twenty meters away and slammed the splash.

Chu Li laughed.