Chapter 230 The Final Battle of the Immortal Capital

The judge is the first of the three best in Quzhou and the eldest brother of the three brothers of the Zhou family. His nose is straight, his face is black and red, and his figure is burly and strong, which looks like a black tower from a distance.

Murong Hongxiu moved gently and suddenly looked up and saw him. His heart was like a rattle drum. He secretly thought to himself: Although the three Zhou brothers in Quzhou were born in the army, they are still important figures in Jiangnan Confucianism. He betrayed Confucianism. This deadly judge should not enforce the law impartially and embarrass himself. For so many days, Hongxiu has been with the Buddhist people in Jiangnan. Thinking that the three heroes of the Zhou family dare to be angry and dare not say anything. Isn't it going to die if they bump into each other alone today?

Even so, Hongxiu still showed no expression, his face was full of spring breeze, and he said with all kinds of blessings: "It turned out to be the death judge Brother Zhou, the little woman is polite."

Hongxiu peeked at him, but saw that the murderous judge stood up the general's belly, nodded slightly, held his fist and saluted, "Don't dare, haha, the red sleeve beauty came up the mountain so early?"

When Hongxiu saw that he didn't mean to embarras himself, his heart widened and said with a coincidence, "Yes, Brother Zhou has time to go down the mountain for a walk?"

The murder judge smiled and said, "Well, get up early in the morning, have nothing to do, just hang out."

Hongxiu was about to pass vaguely. She was so happy to get rid of this mourning god and was about to pass by. Unexpectedly, the murderous judge did not dodge. She grabbed the jade hand of Hongxiu. Hongxiu was shocked and almost hit the black tower and stopped to pull away. The deadly judge grasped it tightly and saw the murderous judge pulling. Hongxiu's hand praised, looked up and down at Hongxiu, grinned and said, "I've heard that Hongxiu beauty is a famous prostitute in the south of the Yangtze River for a long time. It really lives up to its reputation. This figure is really national beauty and charming. I can't get close to her in the first two days. Today, I can finally feast my eyes. Hongxiu beauty, don't mind if I look more. Take a few eyes."

The red sleeve was shocked. Hearing this, his heart was wide again, and he smiled generously and said, "How can you mind? Thanks to Brother Zhou's view of the little sister. As the saying goes, the scholar dies for his confidant, and the woman dies for his own pleasure. Thank you for Brother Zhou's praise. The little sister is very happy to hear this.

The death judge was not ashamed to see that Hongxiu was so generous, but he was also overjoyed. Pu Fan's big hand wrapped his hand around Hongxiu's waist and laughed, "Ha ha, I have nothing to do when I'm free. I'll send you up the mountain!"

If you change to another woman, you must be scared to blush, scream to avoid it, or draw your sword to punish each other, but the red sleeves are generous, well-informed, and they don't care at all. She nodded and smiled, "Thank you, Brother Zhou. I have something else to do. I want to ask Brother Zhou."

The eyebrows and eyebrows of the murderous judge have never left the red sleeve. He can't wait to walk up this Tianshan Road forever. Originally, it was a big step meteor, but now it was wiped. Unexpectedly, it was slower than the lotus step of the red sleeve. After listening to the words of the red sleeve, he quickly patted his chest with his left hand and still held it with his right hand. Hongxiu's waist said boldly, "The matter of the red-sleeved beauty is my business. Just order it and go through fire and water."

Hongxiu smiled and said, "My little sister betrayed Confucianism, which has a last resort. It can be said that the descendants of Confucianism either want to chase and kill me, or most of them treat each other coldly. Please don't mind Brother Zhou."

The death judge laughed and said, "Haha, they are all pedantic. Although the red-sleeved beauty betrayed my teaching and joined Buddhism, what's wrong with this? Don't listen to their nonsense. Anyway, the eldest brother likes you tightly. Who dares to say that you are not good? Look at my deadly judge twisting his head!"

The red sleeves were flowing, and the phoenix's eyes were affectionate. She threw a charming eye to the murderous judge and smiled softly and said, "With Brother Zhou's words, my little sister is relieved."

The murderous judge's bone first crisped half of the bone, and he couldn't help but hold the fan-sized palm in the waist of the red sleeves and was ready to move, and his left hand should also move his hands and feet, which was dishonest.

Hongxiu grabbed it, took the hand of the deadly judge, and smiled, "Oh, by the way, the little sister still remembered something about the safety of Brother Zhou and the two brothers, and the little sister has to say it."

Seeing what she said, the death judge hurriedly said, "Beauty, please tell me. Didn't the eldest brother say that your business is my business? Tell me."

Hongxiu pondered for a moment and sighed, "Tomorrow, you Quzhou Sanju will also go to Xiandu to fight with our Jiangnan Buddhism and the unknown village. Please be more careful. Hey, in fact, although my little sister is in Buddhism, she still remembers the safety of her old Confucian friends. There are Buddha in the south of the Yangtze River. Teaching and nameless Zhuang are enough. Brother Zhou bluffed on the battlefield of the decisive battle of Xiandu, taking preserving himself as the first priority, okay? Go back and pay tribute to the two brothers, the impermanence and the soul-chasing sword. Don't work too hard. It's not good for any of the three brothers to be injured.

Although the murder judge was a burly black man, he was also very moved after listening to Hongxiu's words. He didn't know that Hongxiu was just trying to relieve some pressure for Xiandu. He thought that he was really thinking of their three brothers. Pu Fan's big hand simply held Hongxiu in his arms and nodded and sighed, "Well Thank you very much for thinking about our brother.

Hongxiu quickly slipped out of his arms like a fish and said with a smile, "You must tell your brothers when you go back, I'm going to Lingshan Temple to find the owner of Mochou Valley, and I will quietly talk to him."

The death judge said, "Okay, I must tell my brothers, are you going to look for ghosts? I know him well. I'll take you up."

After saying that, Hongxiu couldn't help but say it. He gently and coincidentally held the red sleeve in his hands. Hongxiu screamed and hurriedly said, "Brother Zhou! It's not good to put me down."

The murder judge laughed and said, "It doesn't matter. The mountain road is difficult to walk, so you don't have to walk."

Hongxiu had to smile bitterly and had to be held by him. When it was near the mountain gate, Hongxiu said, "Let me down quickly. They are going to see it."

The murder judge put down his red sleeve reluctantly. The red sleeve whispered, "Take me to find ghosts and help me say something. I'm a little afraid of ghosts."

The deadly judge nodded and smiled, "It's a small matter, it's on me."

The death judge really kept his promise, led the red sleeve to the place where the ghosts and apprentices lived in the back meditation court, and knocked on the door of the ghosts and sorrows.

Sure enough, the ghost's sad voice came out: "Who?"

The judge answered, "It's me, and the red-sleeved girl."

Qiu Feng Twelve heard the word red sleeves, hurriedly opened the door, invited the murderous judge and Hongxiu in, and entertained them attentively.

The ghost said sadly, "What's the matter with me in the early morning?"