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the other side.

Xiao Qingyang chased Nan Chengyi through the busy night market in Haitang Town and all the way to the foot of the mountain.

There are a few stars, and the mountains and fields are silent.

There was a gurgling sound beside the stream, and withered willow leaves fell on the dark stream surface, swirling and being quickly washed downstream.

Xiao Qingyang held up a lamp and couldn't bear it anymore: "Nan Chengyi, stop!"

She walked around to him, raised her head and asked, "What do you really think about me? What's going on with Xiu Xiu?!"

Nan Chengyi remained silent.

"Are you mute?" Xiao Qingyang was displeased, "Xiuxiu died in southern Xinjiang a year ago, and Abbot Huimin came here from a wandering world. You became a monk with him for no reason... But I don't think you love Xiuxiu very much. Xiu, can you give up your parents and grandmother for her? Can you give up your sisters for her?!"

Nan Chengyi lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "I have the deepest affection for her."

"You have deep affection..." Xiao Qingyang laughed out loud, "Nan Chengyi, do you dare to look me in the eyes and say that you have deep affection for Xiu Xiu?"

Nan Chengyi slowly raised his eyes.

A little light illuminated his young and handsome face.

His voice had no fluctuations: "The young monk has a deep love for Xiuxiu. In this life, he is willing to give up the world of mortals and convert to my Buddha for her. The princess has a good relationship, so don't pester the young monk anymore."

Xiao Qingyang's eyes turned red instantly.

She turned away and remained silent for a long time, then suddenly threw the lantern into the stream angrily.

She was neither humble nor arrogant: "I have always been a straightforward person, and I hate hesitation in doing things. Since you gave me a definite answer, from now on, I will not pester you. I hope that in the future, neither you nor I will regret it."

She and Nan Chengyi passed each other and walked towards the depths of the dark mountains.

The lights were extinguished in the water.

The young monk's features gradually turned dark.

The stream was left far behind, and Xiao Qingyang walked deeper and deeper.

She stood under an ancient banyan tree, holding on to the trunk of the tree tiredly.

She gave up decisively, but she knew very well that she could not let go of Nan Chengyi...

Just when I was feeling gloomy, fine snow fell all over the fields.

There was a rustling sound not far away.

She looked around and saw eighteen men in black carrying a red sedan, passing in front of them.

Xiao Qingyang was stunned.

The unsolved case of the mountain god's marriage flashed in my mind. Are these people the murderers?

She suddenly grabbed her sword and pursued her with Qinggong: "Stop!"

The man in black was stunned at the same time.

Obviously, they didn't expect that there would be someone hiding in such a deserted mountain forest in the middle of the night!

They looked at each other and put down the sedan chair decisively.

The weapons they used were wusheng sticks.

This weapon...

Xiao Qingyang was slightly startled.

His eyes scanned their faces. They all wore wide hoods, making it impossible to see their faces clearly.

The hand holding the sword tightened slightly.

The black soap boots rubbed the ground, and her fiery robe rustled in the cold wind.

Her eyes were firm: "Are you the ones who have robbed newlyweds all these years?"

The man in black just sneered.

The leader twirled his wusheng stick arrogantly: "Princess, do you want to do justice for heaven? It's a pity that we are single and weak, so I'm afraid I won't be able to defeat us."

"Whether I can defeat you all depends on my ability."

Xiao Qingyang traced the blade of the sword with both fingers.

The blade of the sword borrowed a ray of soul from the full moon, which was reflected in the girl's eyes. She was as beautiful and heroic as a sword that had just been sharpened.

The next moment——

The girl turned around!

The red robe is flying!

With the power of one person, the girl quickly moved around among the eighteen men in black, slashing through the thin snow with her long sword. Her slender and tall body burst out with terrifying power!

The man in black was a little confused.

Obviously, he didn't expect that the well-dressed Emperor Ji would be so skilled!

Seeing three or four people being injured one after another, one of them shouted: "Set up a formation!"

The Eighteen Vajra Arhat Formation quickly took shape in the woods.

Xiao Qingyang took two steps back.

A stormy sea flashed across her eyes, and she couldn't believe it: "You are indeed——"

"Now that the princess knows the details of what we're waiting for, I can't let you leave alive tonight."

The man in black smiled ferociously.

The Eighteen Arhats form a formation, and the formation is ever-changing, like a spread out dragnet.

Xiao Qingyang was injured in the back and was trying to retreat, but martial arts sticks attacked her from all directions!

The girl turned over.

She looked back in mid-air. The martial arts sticks underneath formed an inescapable trap, waiting for her to fall and kill her!

A critical moment!

Someone came from the sky.

The crow green monk's robe was entangled with the fiery red robe. Nan Chengyi grabbed the girl's slender waist and brought her to the ground steadily.

The two stood side by side.

The martial arts stick and long sword were pointed at the eighteen men in black at the same time.

The corners of Xiao Qingyang's eyes turned red: "What are you doing here?"

Nan Chengyi pursed his thin lips, worried that her words had never been spoken.

After a while, he said: "Let's have a good fight."

Xiao Qingyang snorted coldly.

The two of them fought with the Eighteen Arhats.

Nan Chengyi is the most amazing and talented among the younger generations of the Nan family.

I have a photographic memory. During these years of study tour, I not only learned Sanskrit and the languages ​​​​of various countries, but also became deeply involved in the Kung Fu of various sects. In just one year after becoming a monk, I knew the Kung Fu and formations of Buddhist monks very well. .

In addition, the eighteen men in black were already injured by Xiao Qingyang, so he easily broke through the formation with his wusheng stick.

The martial arts stick struck the man in black's Tianling Cap mercilessly.

Behind him, Xiao Qingyang's sword was stained with blood, and he was on his own.

The forest was filled with a strong smell of blood, and the strong wind blew up the fallen leaves, dyeing all the scenery in a chilling tone.

In just a quarter of an hour, eighteen men in black were either dead or injured.

Xiao Qingyang and Nan Chengyi were at odds with each other.

The wind stopped, the sword rested, and the surroundings became silent.

The girl gasped softly.

The warmth coming from her back gave her the illusion that she was still on a study tour.

She slowly raised her head.

The stars receded and dark clouds filled the night sky.

The fine snow fell gently on her cheeks and melted into crystal water stains, which were in sharp contrast with the blood spots.

She said hoarsely: "You still love me, right?"

Nan Chengyi threw away the wusheng stick and folded his palms together in silence.

Xiao Qingyang turned to him.

She raised her head and stared at Nan Chengyi for a long time, then suddenly dropped her sword and calmly untied her thin leather belt.

The fiery red robe was thrown to the ground.

The snow-white jacket and middle coat faded off one by one...

The girl pulled out the golden red bean hairpin that bound her hair.

The black hair spreads down like a waterfall, outlining a beautiful arc.

Under the sky, the deep mountains are silent, with shadows of snow whirling.

The girl has lost the cold arrogance and reserve of Di Ji, her skin is white, and her long crow-green hair is swaying in the fine snow, like a monster in the forest.

She stood on tiptoes and kissed the famous monk's thin lips.

Tossing and turning deeply...

After an unknown amount of time, she slowly let go of her mouth and stared stubbornly into Nan Chengyi's eyes: "Can you still tell me now that you don't have any wrong thoughts about me?"

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