Chapter 31 Sword Breaks the Mountain Gate

Corridor, courtyard, flowers and trees, fragrant wind.

It's Qinglong Temple again.

Yong Bowen was depressed.

He has some experience now, and he probably enters this damn place in an abnormal state of non-consciousness.

As usual, he would still want to take a turn, but now he is so anxious, how can he be in the mood to hang out? He simply didn't get lucky everywhere. He simply sat still, closed his eyes and muttered, "This is a dream. Wake up quickly."

He suddenly opened his eyes and was still in Qinglong Temple.

Close your eyes again, "Dream, dream, dream, wake up quickly." When he opened his eyes again, he was still in Qinglong Temple.

When I closed my eyes again, I didn't just talk, but also pinched my thighs hard. It really hurt so much that I grinned and thought to myself that I should wake up this time. As soon as I opened my eyes, it was still Qinglong Temple.

"Damn, can you go out of this damn place?"

Yong Bowen couldn't help jumping and scolding. After scolding for a while, his anger subsided. He realized that this was not a way, so he had to step forward.

Walk along the cloister and come to the small Buddha hall for the third time.

But this time, the little Buddha Hall didn't even have a ghost. It only saw the flowers falling on the ground, which was lonely.

Yong Bowen was sad and wandered in the small courtyard for a while. Then he came out of the yard and walked along the road, through the layers of Buddhist temples, and walked for more than half an hour. The Buddhist temple had not yet come to an end. He couldn't help but be amazed and felt that the scale of the Qinglong Temple was not much different from that of Shaolin Temple.

As he was walking, he suddenly heard a faint noise coming from in front of him. Yong Bowen couldn't help but feel refreshed, accelerated his pace, walked through the door, and walked to the mountain gate. However, he saw a large number of gray monks gathered in front of the mountain gate with sticks, blocking the road tightly. Then he looked outside the mountain gate. He, only the banner fluttered with the belt, and the reflection of armor and the blade were shaking. It was black in front of the people, and the team of soldiers on the side of the sea could not see the edge at a glance!

In the open space between the monk and the soldiers, there are two other teams confronting each other. On the one side are several monks in yellow robes, and on the other side are the general with armor surrounded by a white-faced official in a red official robe.

Yong Bowen was a newbie in history. He didn't know that the white-faced official was a very high-ranking eunuch. He just felt that this guy looked very awkward.

However, I saw that the Zhufu eunuch held a roll of bright yellow scroll in his hand and shouted at the yellow-pao monk in a shrill voice: "These monks are still a national policy decreed by the emperor. Now that the deadline has passed, you Qinglong Temple refuse to obey the will. Do you think it is against the decree?"

The head of the yellow robe monk is an old monk with a white beard. He has a pleated face. He looks like he is seventy or eighty years old. He is trembling. I don't know whether he is scared or angry or the sequela of cerebral hemorrhage, but his voice is surprisingly loud. "The poor monks and others don't want to resist the order, but there is one thing that I don't understand. We practice Buddhism and teach people to Good, I don't know what wrong I made, but I want to force me and other monks to return to vulgarity!"

"Buddhism teaches people to do nothing and eat in vain!"

The eunuch threw a sentence coldly, turned around and left with the imperial edict. The generals followed, and the soldiers who had been quiet behind made a bang and moved in unison. The knife came out of the sheath and bowed, and the murderous spirit came to the face.

"The people of Qinglong Temple did not comply with the order of resistance, and gathered the crowd to commit treason and rebellion. All the monks were arrested and put to the case. If there is a resister, there will be no mercy."

"Nan Wu Amitabha!"

The monks on the side of Qinglong Temple are all firm-faced, with a posture of coexistence and death with Qinglong Temple.

Suddenly, a crisp voice said, "How can Monk Huiguo have your stupid apprentices and grandchildren like pigs! What's the matter with such a broken temple?

A woman in white walked out of the temple, with her black clothes and bare feet, floating like a fairy.

It's just that Yong Bowen still can't see her face clearly.

The monks of Qinglong Temple flashed to both sides one after another, looking respectful and afraid of the woman.

The woman in white walked to the white-bearded old monks in yellow robe and scolded, "What's the point of looking at such a broken temple that has been built for so many years? Just keep your hair. Is it really six unclean if you keep your hair? Do you just recite Buddha's name or believe in Buddha? Forget it, I'll help you break this obsession!" He pulled out a sword from behind, cut at the mountain gate, and shouted, "There is no unbreakable trouble sword, huh?"

The Qinglong Giant Mang rushed to the mountain gate and shot.

In the loud noise, the tall mountain gate was cut down by a sword, the dust and smoke rose everywhere, and the mountain temple shook.

All the monks gathered together and shouted sadly, "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south!"

Yong Bowen stood next to the mountain gate. The sword shot, and he was shocked. He instinctively flashed aside. Unexpectedly, the woman in white cut down the mountain gate with one sword. When the gravel flew around, a dark shadow monster flew out of it with a smile and rushed at him.

The shape of the dark shadow is not clear, but there is a fierce evil all over the body.

Seeing that the shadow came fiercely, Yong Bowen pinched the five thunder body protection spell without thinking.

In the crackling sound, there was a scream, indicating that the five thunder protection spell had not failed.

Yong Bowen's heart was slightly settled. He opened his eyes and looked at it, but he couldn't help but be stunned.

A petite woman fell to the ground with her four feet, and her electric flowers flashed all over her body. She was very indecent.

"Oh no, can you be hurt by dreaming?" Yong Bowen's hands and feet were so scared that his hands and feet were cold. He was very clear about the power of the five thunder protection spell. A strong man could easily be half-cooked. What's more, he was just afraid that he was not strong enough for the evil spirit, so he exerted his strength to display it. He was afraid that he had to make this seemingly fragile woman at least 80% familiar.

Yong Bowen rushed forward, helped the woman up, and stammered, "Little, miss, are you all right?"

A series of beautiful sounds came to Yongda Tianshi, but unfortunately he couldn't understand a word. He was stunned, and then he remembered to take a closer look at the unlucky guy who was electrocuted.

It's just a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, with big eyes, a nose and a small mouth. Although she is a little blackened by the electricity, she can still see that she is a beautiful woman.

However, what Yongbo pays most attention to is not her appearance, but her clothes - she is wearing a kimono! And because his legs were twitched by electricity, Yongda Tianshi finally confirmed a thing that was only seen from the A film before - there was really no underwear in the kimono, which looked clear and the sight was good.

Although the spring is infinite, this level of ** is really nothing to the Yongtian master who has been tested for A film. He was distracted for more than a minute and returned to the real problem.

Where is this? Who is this girl?

He immediately moved his reluctant eyes away from somewhere and looked around, only to find that he was in a room about 30 square meters wide at this moment. The low roof, smooth floor, and wooden sliding doors embedded with paper screens do not look like Chinese architecture from any angle, but more like the same country as the girl's kimono.

"You won't sleep until you come to Japan..." Yong Bowen screamed in his heart, but he gave himself relief. "It's okay, it's okay. Maybe it's just Japanese architecture. Spring City is so far away from Japan..."

When he was distracted, he suddenly felt that his chest had been pulled. He looked down, but he saw that the girl in his arms had stopped twitching, and his big watery eyes were staring at him affectionately.

That's right, it's a passionate vein. It's by no means that our Yongda Tianshi is self-inhibited, and the affectionate eyes soon become warm, full of people who can't help but feel the blood of beasts boiling **.

The girl's red lips opened gently, and a series of crisp voices came out. This time, Yong Bowen heard it. Isn't this Japanese? Unfortunately, except for half-baked English, Yong Tianshi didn't understand any other foreign languages and still couldn't hear what the girl was saying.

But there are some meanings that can be understood without understanding, such as the thin moaning sandwiched in the middle of the words.

**, absolutely **! This kind of ** is absolutely irresistible for men, especially a virgin who knows everything but has not gone through actual combat.

Yong Bowen didn't understand a sentence, but he still felt that his mouth was dry, his nose and hair were hot, and his lower abdomen directly expressed his desire with action.

The kimono girl lowered her head and smiled shyly, suddenly withdrew her little hand pulling the skirt of Yong Bowen's clothes, and slowly untied the belt around her waist.

The unfettered kimono slowly scattered along the silky white and tender skin, revealing the most ** most ** devil's figure directly under the eyes of a virgin.

"It's so big..." Master Yongda subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and the disobedient wolf's claws automatically and consciously stretched out to the snow-white hill. "Now the girl's development is really good. Sister Xiaoyun is poor at this age..."

The name brought out by subconscious comparison, like the most effective sobering spell, suddenly made the stunned Yongda Tianshi wake up.

"What am I doing? Sister Xiaoyun was seriously injured and the situation is unknown. How can I have a little girl here? Yong Bowen sweated coldly on his back, scolding himself for being hopeless in his heart, and his fiery desire suddenly disappeared.

The kimono girl seemed to feel something. Her eyes flashed slightly, but she still smiled like a flower. She took the initiative to put her body on it and rubbed Yong Bowen with the majestic snow peaks like the xi maaya Mountains. At the same time, her little hand leaned down and caught somewhere at all.

However, this more direct action did not achieve better results.

Yong Bowen, who woke up, has realized that something is not good.

I came to this place inexplicably. As soon as I woke up from the nightmare, there was a pretty good-looking woman who took off her clothes without saying a word. It was really weird everywhere.

So when Yongda Tianshi was caught by the delicate little hand, he was scared and shivered. He loosened his hands and threw the kimono girl whose face was as pure as an angel and behaved like a devil directly to the ground, and then jumped up and ran out of the door - what he urgently needs to be sure of now. For a heavenly master, it is the simplest and easiest way to use the stars to locate.

The kimono girl who was thrown to the ground by the Yongda Tianshi fell to the floor with a plop. The pain made her eyebrows frown slightly, her jade nose wrinkled slightly, her little mouth was half open, and she made an extremely seductive moan, which was simply more hotter than the official **.

If such a seductive voice is heard by an ordinary man, he must turn back immediately, but for Yongda Tianshi, who is full of panic at this moment, it is equivalent to throwing charming eyes to the blind to see the deaf - it is completely useless. Before the kimono girl called twice, Yong Da Tianshi had already pulled the door and escaped from the room.

The Hawaiian-like face of the kimono girl full of spring love immediately turned into a Hokkaido-like ice and snow. She snorted coldly and spit out a short sentence full of disdainful tone. She floated from the floor like a ghost. After hanging for half a minute, she fell to the ground and did not pull up the wide open kimono. She showed three points and chased out of the door with a brisk flying pace.