Chapter 166: Past years (below)

Zhao Bingmo won.
The Moon Sword Fight against the Futu Boxing Sutra, both of them have no effort, and when they are about to lose both sides, Duan Dao Dao finally shoots, a sword to block Zhao Bing Mo's knife, and a dust to wink the colored sky. It made them stop their hands.
However, people with clear eyes can see that if he didn't stop him, Sekong's fist was three inches away from Zhao Bingmo, but her knife had almost cut his throat.
Zhao Bing moth won half a stroke, the monks were frightened, and the spectators shouted their reputations, but she was full of joy-no one knew the victory better than the two warring parties. Zhao Bing moth thought highly, but failed to stop the color. An empty punch, if it is not for the opponent to stay in secret, I am afraid that it will take a step ahead of the blow of the heart than the blood of the blade.
Sekong has to be merciful to her men under the premise of knowing the bet. In Zhao Bingmo's opinion, he is willing to go with her by default.
She put away her knife, and no matter how much gossip behind her poked her spine, she still laughed: "Monk, you lost."
After the First World War, the three mountains and four seas were full of surprises. Wuxiang Temple made a big splash in the Battle of Sijue Valley. The color sky is even more famous in the Mega Rivers and lakes. Followed.
Bai Daoren have a heavy face and credibility, not to mention the monks who do n’t use rhetoric, but Sekong responds to the agreement but loses the battle. If he breaks the agreement and avoids the mountain temple, he will betray his faith. Turn it into a pie.
During the ten-day period, some people sneered and sneered, some praised the blessings, and others sat and watched the joke, and more people thought about it. For Zhao Bingmo, none of this matters.
On the tenth day, as soon as the east was bright, she went to ask Chan Mountain. On the way, she saw few monks. They were all monks who scattered monks and early classes, and when she saw her, they ran away like a beast of floods. Zhao Bingmo didn't care either. She carefully changed to a new red dress. She got up early and posted the flowers and raised the blue silk, but it could not be destroyed halfway.
The skirt was brimming, ringing and jingling. Normally, it only took a scent of kung fu. She walked down to earth for half an hour this time before finally reaching the temple gate.
The flowery smile is solidified in the corner of the mouth before it blooms, the temple door is closed, and there is no one outside.
"Monk, open the door." Zhao Bingmo stepped forward and knocked, "I'll pick you up."
"..." No one answered behind the door.
"Monk, open the door." Zhao Bingmo's eyes were light, "The ten-day period has come, do you want to betray your faith?"
Suddenly there were several sounds of "crackling" behind the door. It seemed that a swordman was out of the sheath and murderously pierced through the door panel. Zhao Bingmo almost backed up instinctively, and the machete hidden in the wide coat sleeve was about to move.
Her heart slowly became cold, and the hand holding the knife became tighter and tighter: "Monk, if you don't come out again, I will break out."
"... Amitabha." For a long time, until Zhao Bingmo was unable to hold back, there was a soft voice of color and space behind the door. "Master Zhao, this is a clean door to the Buddha's door. Red dust is irrelevant. Please come back." "
He spoke one word at a time, speaking very slowly, like rusty nails embedded in Zhao Bing Mo's heart a little bit. She almost rushed in and asked to understand, but she was held by her shoulders.
"Miss Zhao, please come back." Duanya didn't know when she was behind her, her palms were so light and heavy that she couldn't move.
Zhao Bingmo noticed that something was wrong, and the whole person froze on the spot.
Sekong couldn't close the door. She was betraying He Lianyue. She was qualified to break in and ask her to understand. No one else could beg her face to face with this matter.
She is Zhao Bingmo, the sister of Helian Shen, the master of the burial of the soul palace, and the "Rosha girl" who became famous by the magic road. Tolerant, but can not tolerate Zhao Bing Mo.
Identity is like a layer of window paper. When it is intact, all things that are not visible are covered under the eyelids. After being pierced, it will be visible. There is no room for it.
Even though Wuxiang Temple has all kinds of reluctances, even if there are thousands of dissatisfaction in the various schools of Baidao, He Liyue who is innocent in his identity will never rush to kill it. If the sky is ruined, it will be negative. .
However, once her identity was revealed, Wuxiang Temple would have no worries anymore. People who had a good impression on her in Bai Dao will also turn against each other. Everything that Zhao Bingmo does will change from affectionate to deliberate, and their betrayal will be rejected. As a matter of course.
Good plan, good intentions, good ... means.
Zhao Bingmo touched the veil with one hand, his pupils twitched, and his voice trembled: "It's you, right?"
She has always been careful. She hides her face after the Devil Dabie Liwei to prevent prying eyes. Even the incarnation of "He Lianyue" is a veil. In addition to being seen by Duanya in the Siju Valley, Zhao Bingmo cannot find the second A person who can leak the wind.
At that moment, her mind was buzzing and her eyes were blurry. What Duanya said about Zhao Bingmo didn't even hear it. She rushed forward and lifted her foot to kick the door, but the door was pushed hard by her feet. None kicked it off.
"Open the door!" She hissed, "Sekong, you promised me! Open the door!"
She shot fourteen times in a row, her palms were red and sore, but she still only exchanged "Amitabha" with a sigh.
Zhao Bingmo's heart cooled down little by little, she no longer had any scruples, the scimitar showed up, and she was about to split it with a sword. The sword of the end struck her blade and forced her back with a shock. In front of the temple.
"Miss Zhao, please come back." Duanya whispered, "The matter of being loyal to the poor is entrusted to others. The sword will not let you go to the temple one step before the death."
Duan Ya, a senior in his tenth year, is a friend and a teacher. He is gentle and proper in his life. He has never made it difficult for people to speak. He is more stable and reliable in speaking and doing things, but Zhao Bing Mo takes him as his elder brother. .
He has always been warm and jade-like, transparent and restrained, and has a more ancient charm than the peaceful Qingsheng of the colorless sky. Until now Shi Shitian was shocked, exposing the sharp edge of the sheath for a long time, and the pain of Zhao Bingmo's eyes was stabbed.
She let go of her bleeding lips, her inner strength gathered, and her anger was full of anger: "Color empty, open the door! You come out now, otherwise I will kill you at Guangguang Temple, and I want you to follow me!"
Suddenly, someone shouted loudly behind the door: "Shameless demon girl, so loud!"
"Demon, you are killing my brother in Si Ju Gu, you are still talking about it!"
"The demon it!"
"..."
Suddenly, the vocalization of the film made Zhao Bingmo's ears buzz, and I didn't know how many Bai Dao people gathered behind this door. However, she hadn't withdrawn for half of her life, and now it's naturally impossible.
When the knife collided with the sword, Zhao Bingmo deliberately went in and robbed people away, but was unable to break through the end of the sword. If the sword is about killing, Zhao Bingmo is not afraid of him, but he is never afraid of him. It was dragged into a battle of wrestling, and even he was taken out of this land of right and wrong, rushing into the forest one after the other.
On that day, Zhao Bingmo failed to defeat the end of the world, and naturally he failed to break into Wuxiang Temple, and he didn't even see Sekong.
In order to prevent the killing, Duanya drove Zhao Bingmo down to ask Chan Mountain, staring at her with hateful eyes and keeping the mountain road behind him, blocking all the mountains and killing him behind him, and he refused to let him in half a step.
She returned for the first time in her life, and she lost defeat.
Zhao Bingmo went back to the Zongling Ridge, and the entire Devil's Road saw enough jokes. He didn't know how to arrange her into the mud. After all, the Palace of Souls has hidden a new leader in the Devil's Road. Shi Ming justly ridiculed, who will not miss the opportunity.
During the three months since Zhao Bingmo returned to Mi Zongling, the people in the Devil's Road have been unscrupulous and unscrupulous. I don't know how many scorns and sarcasms have been suffered. Helian Shen feels that there is no light on the face. She is burying her soul Although the status of the palace is not changed, the reputation is not so good, even the new rudder lord dares to ruin her in the background: "Zhao Bing Mo, it is really a cheap commodity. Not all her skin and martial arts will be raised in the devil's life. Come out, and now come out of the water spirits, taste the fishy baekdo man, I thought ... "
He couldn't finish what he said afterwards, with the dagger running from his mouth to the back of his head always choking in his throat. Zhao Bingmo released his hand and glanced at each face on the wine table, slowly smirking.
The feast of that day became a blood feast. Eight of the new helmsmen of the Soul Palace died and two of them were left alive. Their tongues were cut alive, covering their mouths and crawling to find Helian Shen.
He Lian Shen was angry and angry. When he lifted the knife to the place where the incident occurred, he was seeing Zhao Bingmo lay out the six tongues on the table, and his eyes were like ghosts. Inexplicably, a trace of distress and hatred rose from the bottom of my heart.
Distress is a feeling of brotherhood afterwards, and hatred is for everyone in the sky and the sky. He was wary of Zhao Bingmo and was full of utmost care, but in the final analysis, except for her, Helian Shen had no relatives in the world.
He didn't severely punish Zhao Bing Mo in the end, he only put him in the black jail for three days, and then called Helian Yu to plan some lessons for Bai Dao, but he didn't expect news from his subordinates that Zhao Bing Mo was in jail. He fainted.
Helian Shen didn't mention it before, and heard the second news that shocked him—the doctor diagnosed that Zhao Bingmo was pregnant.
Helian Shen overturned the table case on the spot and was very angry. If Helian Yu dissuaded, he almost strangled the reporter's staff alive.
"The Palace Master is angry, now is not the time to vent his anger." He Lianyu frowned and said warmly, "Sister A's arrogant temperament, martial arts and strong, others can't get close to her, I am afraid ..."
"I'm afraid it was the monk who got her blue eyes ... Oh, what a monk, what a gentleman, and all are ghosts." Helian Shen clenched his fists, "Because of this, he must never keep this evil seed."
Helian Yudao said: "I think Auntie didn't give up on the monk. I'm afraid she wouldn't want to kill this child. The palace master forced her to fear and have conflicts again. It's better to do something secretly."
Helian Shen endured his anger, and immediately ordered the doctor to do some clues in the medicine, but did not expect the wind to still leak, Zhao Bingmo knew.
As expected by Helian Yu, she broke out of the black prison and wounded the sentry post, and left Mizuoling to go to Wuxiang Temple.
At this time, it was cold winter, the north wind was roaring, and the snow was flying. Zhao Bing Mo was wrapped in the big cloak but he didn't dare to ride the horse. He could only rely on light skills to get on the road. He fought several battles with the soldiers of the Soul Palace along the way. .
After all, the human body is mortal and her strength is no longer maintained. When she fell in the snow, her body began to be stiff and cold. The internal force barely protected the heart and belly, and her fingers curled up in the snow for a long time Just stood up and saw a few pairs of boots.
Wu Ruosi's disciple Feng Ruogu came to the Huangshan School in the name of a teacher to celebrate the joy of the new head Guo Feizhou's ascending to the throne. moth.
At that time, Zhao Bingmo had some ambiguity, barely seeing his face, and admitted to Feng Ruogu, who had a little friendship, instinctively speaking, angry like a gossamer: "Save ... Save me ..."
Feng Ruogu looked at her for a long time before realizing that this embarrassed woman was He Lianyue, who was in the stunning mountains and rivers of Guyang City that day, and also the arrogant and powerful Zhao Bingmoth in the Siju Valley.
In a moment of silence, he squatted down and took Zhao Bingmo's hand and smiled warmly: "Miss Zhao ..."
Before the words fell, he heard a click and he unloaded Zhao Bingmo's right wrist!
Zhao Bingmo's face was white, and Feng Ruogu held her hand, dragging her life together, and put it in front of Guo Feizhou. She smiled and said: "Guo Zhang, only you have sighed that Mo Dao is now shrinking. With the opportunity to make a name for yourself, isn't there a demon girl coming to your door now? "
Before the words fell, Zhao Bingmo pulled out the knife with his left hand, and Feng Ruogu was caught off guard. The knife suddenly ignited blood, but the knife failed to penetrate deeply, and was firmly gripped by one hand.
"Flying Eagle Claw" Guo Feizhou, a pair of fleshy palms that are as strong and powerful as iron tongs. If it is unusual, Zhao Bingmo has no fear of him, but now he is as Shura.
She stepped back step by step, but behind them were all disciples of the Huangshan School, who had already retreated and had no retreat. Seeing Guo Feizhou approaching Feng Ruogu, Zhao Bingmo suddenly asked, "Where is the color sky?"
"Bitch, Master Sekong is so tired that you are forbidden to step on the Tibetan scripture tower. Do you still have a face to ask him?" Feng Ruogu sneered. "Fortunately, he is right and wrong, he has vowed not to have a relationship with you. It is the first master of Wuxiang Temple. "
Zhao Bingmo took a step, holding his right wrist with his left hand and pushing hard, then looked up at them: "He, what did you say?"
The person who answered her this time was Guo Feizhou, with irony on the man's iron-like face: "Master Sekong said ... 'When you see it, you are empty.'"
As soon as you see it, the color is empty; the heart and forbearance, Amitabha.
Unprecedented fatigue accompanied by pain, Zhao Bingmo finally did not support this time, as if the string that collapsed to the extreme finally broke, she closed her eyes.
When she woke up, she found herself in a carriage, and the person standing beside him was Helian Yu.
"If it weren't for us to come in time, your sister will be a feat of Guo Feizhou and Feng Ruogu." Helian Yu handed her the water sac. "The people of Baidao, the children of Buddhism, are indeed more compassionate than us. Because of this, they have pretended to be righteous and sentient beings in their hearts, and naturally they can't accommodate you. Sister, after all, the palace master has a brotherhood with you. It is not too late for you to look back now. "
Warm water enters the throat and dilutes the blood. The expression on Zhao Bingmo's face changes, and He Lianyu sees grief, anger, gloom, and unwillingness from her eyes ... but these thousand expressions eventually settled into intimidating arrogance.
"Sekong doesn't want me, I must make him regret." Zhao Bingmo said, stroking his belly with one hand, saying, "I will regret it if I don't want him."