After taking off the Black Silkworm Treasure Clothes from He Fei, Yang Xingzhou took it in his hand and looked at it carefully. He couldn't help but exclaimed: "What a good thing! Putting on this treasure clothes is almost equivalent to gaining an extra life!"

This little coat is black and shiny in color and is rather crudely made. Its shape is almost the same as the vest in Yang Xingzhou's previous life. After putting it on, it can only protect the chest and back, but not the limbs.

But even so, it is still a very great treasure. When you are in the world, wearing such a small piece of clothing reduces a lot of risks.

In the original work, the most tragic protagonist in history, Di Yun, nicknamed Water Spinach, would have died at the hands of many enemies if he had not worn the Black Silkworm Treasured Clothes. The role of this Black Silkworms Treasured Clothes can be imagined

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Taking the Black Silkworm Treasure Clothes in his hand and looking at it for a few times, Yang Xingzhou put it on without hesitation. Then he turned around and looked outside the courtyard in the direction where Ding Dian was fighting with the disciples of the Blood Knife Sect. He was slightly surprised: "Before,

Didn't the beggar say that these Blood Knife Sect disciples are all concentrated in the ancient temple outside the south of the city, so who are these two people who are fighting Ding Dian now?"

This idea flashed in his mind for a moment and disappeared immediately. Then he walked to the stone table in the middle of the yard and gently moved the water tank upside down on the stone table. Under the light, he could see clearly that a plant

Golden flowers appeared in front of Yang Xingzhou.

Yang Xingzhou did not dare to neglect, held his breath, stretched out his gloved palm, carefully picked off a petal and a few leaves, and put them into the empty wine bottle he carried with him. After doing this, he quietly jumped out of the hospital.

, ran towards the outside of Jingzhou City.

At this time, the city gate was closed, but it could not stop Yang Xingzhou. He climbed over the city wall quietly and quickly slipped down along the wall. After his feet landed on the ground, he rolled forward several times in succession, eliminating the force of his fall, and stepped over the city wall.

After crossing the moat, we took long strides and walked toward the ancient temple outside the city.

"After such a long time, this water sheng may be getting cold!"

Yang Xingzhou sighed as he walked: "A little girl who is as beautiful as a flower was captured by the hungry ghosts like the Blood Knife Sect. After such a long time, I am afraid that she has grown from a girl to a young woman! Hehe, Wang Xiaofeng is my cousin.

Yes, I’m wearing a big cuckold!”

Each member of the Blood Knife Sect is worse than the last, and their methods are more cruel than the last. If Shui Sheng, a tender little girl like her, falls into their hands, what else can she do? If she can save her life, it is considered good. If she still wants to keep her life,

Perfect body, this is a bit too demanding.

Although Yang Xingzhou didn't have a good impression of Shui Sheng, he didn't have much ill feeling at all. Thinking of Shui Sheng's possible ending, he couldn't help but sigh to himself: "What a good little girl, but she was fucked by a bunch of bald donkeys! The moonlight shines

, taking photos of thatched pit, cows chewing peonies, it really ruins the scenery!”

He ran like the wind, covering three to five miles in a moment, following a path through the woods, and looking through the moonlight, a temple slowly appeared in front of him.

"It should be right here!"

Yang Xingzhou slowly approached the ancient temple, raised his legs high, and set his feet lightly. He did not go through the main entrance, but walked around the outside of the ancient temple. He found that the ancient temple was extremely small, with only a shabby courtyard.

There are only three houses. The main hall in the middle is still there, but the side rooms on both sides have collapsed. In other words, in the entire courtyard, only the main hall alone in the middle is still there, and the rest of the rooms have long been turned into piles of rubble.

"Tsk, tsk, this is indeed an ancient temple, the bricks and stones are even weathered!"

After Yang Xingzhou circled around the ancient temple, he slowly approached the main hall from behind. This ancient temple had no backyard, and the back wall was the wall of the main hall.

Yang Xingzhou repeated his old trick. When he came to the back wall, he slowly lay down on the ground. His palms were close to the bricks under the wall. The energy in his palms slowly came out, and a gentle force gently shattered the bricks in his palms.

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The ancient temple had been in disrepair for a long time, and the bricks and stones were severely weathered. Yang Xingzhou vomited a little, and the bricks broke into pieces. This was a bit beyond his expectation. He hurriedly stopped his strength and took out a fist-sized brick from under the wall little by little.

Come to the cave.

After opening the hole, I found that there were lights flickering in the hall. Through the weak light, I could see that the hole I took out was facing the back of a statue, making it difficult for people in the hall to notice.

As soon as he opened the cave entrance, he heard a familiar old voice coming from the hall: "Damn it, if you cry again, I will cut off your nose with one knife, and then make seventeen or eight holes on your face.

Take off your clothes and hang them in front of the gate of Jingzhou in public!"

Yang Xingzhou was shocked: "Ancestor Blood Knife? Why is he here?"

Then I heard a woman crying in the temple: "You...you will not die well!"

It was Shui Sheng's voice.

The ancestor of the Blood Sword in the hall continued to curse: "If it had been the past, the old monk would have stripped you naked and let you taste the power of the Joyful Zen Technique! It's a pity that the old monk was kicked by Yang Xingzhou, and the pain is unbearable to this day.

Otherwise, hehe... I would have taken off your red pill long ago and let you know that the old monk is still as majestic as before!"

Shui Sheng didn't dare to talk back and just sobbed softly.

Yang Xingzhou's mind raced, and he already knew what was going on: "The last time I fought with him, I kicked him hard. Hehe, it seems that the power of that kick is still lingering. The ancestor of the blood knife probably

It’s no longer humane! So Shui Sheng hasn’t been raped yet?”

He was thinking in his mind, but his hands kept taking out the petals and branches of Jinbo Xunhua from the bottle he carried with him. He flicked it with his fingers and fluttered it into the statue of the god in the hall.

The voice of the Blood Knife Ancestor continued to sound in the hall: "Damn it, Holy Truth, why haven't these two guys Shan Yong come back yet? No matter how powerful Ding Dian is, he can't leave them both behind!"

Yang Xingzhou watched secretly and saw a figure with one arm and a bald head wandering around in the hall under the dim light, looking extremely restless.

"If you haven't been here for so long, something must have happened!"

The Blood Knife Ancestor walked around the house for a while, muttering to himself: "We can't stay here for long, we must evacuate as soon as possible!"

He was the most vigilant person, and he would immediately become vigilant if there was any disturbance. At this time, his two disciples went out to inquire about the news about Liancheng Jue. They had not yet turned around, which made him have bad thoughts.

He was pacing back and forth in the hall with a blood knife in his hand. Suddenly his ears perked up and he looked outside the hall door. He saw two monks stumbling over. They were his two disciples, Shengyi and Shanyong.

It's just that when the two people went out, they were full of energy, but now they were in a state of embarrassment. They stumbled into the temple, wheezing and bleeding from the corners of their mouths.

The short and fat Shanyong leaned on the door frame of the hall and called out: "Master, Ding Dian has practiced the skills of the Shenzhao Sutra and is invincible in the world. Although we injured him in a sneak attack, we were also injured by his internal skills of the Shenzhao Sutra.

I’m afraid it won’t get better!”

The Blood Knife Ancestor's eyes flashed fiercely, he raised the Blood Knife and shouted: "He is so powerful, why didn't he chase after him?"

The tall man said: "I cut his thigh and he was bleeding profusely. If he stopped bleeding, he would die of blood loss sooner or later! Therefore, Yun Gong injured us and allowed us to escape without pursuing him. He should be bandaging the wound at this time. .”

The Blood Knife Ancestor breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Okay, okay, you were able to injure Ding Dian and come back alive, which is already good. Do you have any clues about the Liancheng Jue treasure?"

Shan Yong looked unhappy: "Damn it, we were all deceived by Ding Dian! He said that he wanted to reveal the secret of Liancheng Jue, but who knew that he was very vicious in heart and used a strange flower to kill everyone? The fellow gangsters in the hospital were poisoned and killed many people! Damn it, this guy is so cruel-hearted, he is really not a thing!"

Immediately, he told the Blood Sword Ancestor everything that happened in the Ling Mansion.

After hearing this, the Blood Knife Ancestor exclaimed: "What a good means! What a good heart! The old monk is ashamed of himself!"

When he said this, he pointed at Shui Sheng beside him: "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. You two will tie her up first and take her away later. Find a place and enjoy it together!"

Shui Sheng was startled and cried even louder.

The ancestor of the Blood Knife scolded: "Little girl, if you dare to speak out again, my tongue will be cut off! Eh? What does this smell like? Why is there still the fragrance of flowers in this ruined temple?"

Yang Xingzhou sighed secretly and thought to himself: "This Blood Sword Ancestor's nose is sharper than a dog's. The floral fragrance of Jinbo Xunhua has just come out, and I don't know how effective it is. If I go to save Shui Sheng at this time, I will be one against three. I’m afraid it’s a bit dangerous.”

When he was thinking about whether to save people, he suddenly heard the sound of breaking through the air in the courtyard in front. The next moment, the wooden door of the main hall was suddenly hit by a huge force and flew into the hall. A figure holding a long sword appeared at the door frame of the main hall. , the sword flashed, and Shan Yong's head was chopped off.
Chapter completed!