Chapter 811: But ask for 1 death

This really disturbed walk into the hut.
In the house, the stove is flourishing, and the rich tea fragrance makes the real tongue burst into life, and the roast venison cooked in a few large plates has already become a plate.
A long-haired man dressed in a coarse cloth was carrying the charcoal in the brazier with his chopsticks in his hand, and sparked a spark.
"Master, sit down."
The man is cold.
Ben really took a deep breath and slowly walked over to him and sat down.
"Who is the donor? Why do you want to treat the poor?" I asked.
"Before talking about business, drinking tea, eating meat, the master has seen the red dust, it will not be bound to the world."
On the rough face of Qin Yu, a smile appeared.
Ben really sat down and read Amitabha, sitting still, but did not dare to move the chopsticks.
He is a cautious person. He is a stranger and dare to eat at will. If he is poisoned and loses his treasure, he will be guilty.

Masters don’t have to be cautious, drink tea!

Qin Hao took a table and the tea cup in front of him flew to the truth.
I really know that the other party is coming to explore the road. At this time, I don’t want to shake the prestige. When the Dharma is flowing, the right hand is buckled and I want to shoot it back.
His palm is the Guanyin palm of Buddhism, and the needles in the cotton stalks make it a clever one. It is easy to solve with the power of his Buddhist masters and ordinary techniques.
However, what surprised him was that when the teacup was in the palm of his hand, it seemed to be weak and weak, but it was like a dog skin plaster. Even if he changed 18 techniques, he could not get rid of it under his full force.
Immediately, I was shocked and knew that the other side was repairing far above him. This was the encounter with the town and the mountain tiger. Today, I am afraid that it will be impossible to escape.
"The donor is full of enthusiasm, and the old man is not as respectful as his life." Ben really took the teacup, blew the tea, and took a sip.
I was afraid of poisoning, but since the other party can do this, no matter how bad it is, the result is the same, so the truth is calm.
When I got on the shackles, I ate the meat, I ate the meat, filled my mouth with oil, and I had a good time!
"Well, the tea and the good meat have already been eaten, and the donor should answer my question."
Because he guarded the spirit, he did not see the nameless, so although he was face to face, he did not know each other.
"My name is no name. Of course, if you know me, some people call me Qin Hou!"
Qin Lan got up and gave him a cup, which was faint.
"Qin Hou!"
"It's really you!"
This really shocked and suddenly got up, and then slowly sat down, his face stunned.
"Master, you are a Buddhist man. You must know that you will save a person and make a seven-level floating squad. I will use this remedy to save people."
"Daddy knows that it is not your opponent. You take it away."
"But the old man must fight with you!"
I really took out the medicinal herbs from my arms and put them on the table. At the same time, it’s going to be a disaster.
"I only need medicinal herbs, do not want to kill you, you go." Qin Hao frowned.
"You don't kill me, I lost my treasure, and it's a death to go back. It's better to have a high or low level. Even if you die under your palm, it won't be humiliating my Beilin Temple."
In addition to the true talk, the two claws are like a dragon, the light is great, the sound of the dragon screams, and tears to Qin.
"The ribs are wrong!"
Qin Xiao sneered a sneer, and even the body did not rise, the five fingers rushed, and the light and flames greeted the truth.
One catch, one solution, one palm.
Life and death, all in between the five fingers, let the truth really make a total solution, the claws have always broken through the Qinzhi Wuzhishan.
"Scratch!"
Qin Hao five fingers turned over, buckled the true right hand, twisted, suddenly removed his wrist.
This is really a sigh, but also to attack, Qin Hao is another exploration, clasping his arm to the next smooth, the entire left arm meridians to break, both hands are abolished.
"The repair of the donor is really the best in the world, never seen before!"
"The old man lost."
This is a real face, and I read the Buddha.

Can the master still have a last word?

Qin Hao bowed his head and asked for a tea.
"The donor has a heart, but unfortunately this world may not be able to accommodate you. Can you fight the whole world with your own strength?"
"There are Kunlun on the top, Yanjia on the bottom, have you thought about your way out?"
I really asked.
"What you see is a leaf and a bodhi, but what I see is a flower and a world!"
"Master, there are many people who hold the same kind of suspicion to you, but now I still stand here, and the so-called ambassadors and Yan Lei in your eyes are all the souls of my sword."
"I am your answer."
Qin Hao pointed to the chest and smiled lightly.
"Amitabha, the donor is very human!"
"Daddy tells you, this has no mutual robbing Dan has two sons, this one is Zidan, the mother Dan in the Beilin Temple Tibetan Jingjing, you really want to save people, you must be with the mother, you can come back to life!

After I really laughed, I felt it.
"Thank you for your compliments."
"excuse me!"
Qin Hao reflexively waved his hand and touched the real chest with a touch of true air.
This is a real place, and it is so lonely.
"This is really dead. You have enough to eat and drink, and carry his body back to Beilin Temple!"
"And on my behalf, I took the words to the good abbot of Beilin Temple. In the spring of next year, Jiangdong Qinhou will go to Lushan and get the medicine!"
"Before I went up the mountain, there was a loss of the drug, and I will wash the mountain."
Qin Lan walked out of the hut and shouted at the monks who were drinking and eating meat outside.
When a few monks listened to his name, they suddenly became scared. They quickly rushed into the house, mourned a pass, carried the real body, and went dingy.
"Liu Gui, you can't stay in the north for a short time~EbookFREE.me~ immediately pack things, go to Jinhai and Ma Sanhui, and temporarily lurk down, once the northern market opens, then wait for an opportunity to move."
Qin Yudao.
"Yes, Hou Ye!"
Moustache Liu Gui, immediately cleaned up the gold and silver, looking for two horses, two people one east and one south, each went.
......
The night sky is gloomy and the weather in the north is surprisingly cold.
Yanjiao, the outer gate army station.
Several majestic officers wearing military boots, carrying a golden coffin, slowly stepped into the front of Yan Baye.
Yan Bayi stood with his hands on the door, his face was cold, and the chilling coldness was filled with a faint sorrowful mist.
When the coffin was lifted to the front, his heart was bleeding.
No one knows that in order to practice Yanjia's peerless magical powers, Yan Baye has abolished his own Yangmai. This means that the only son, Yan Lei, has died. He has completely disappeared.
This means that his grand vision is great and he is no longer a successor.
Once upon a time, Yan Lei was his shadow.
He is smart, resourceful, sultry, and omnipotent. He knows how to avoid harm and gains profits. This is the necessary quality to become a hero.
But now, it's all over.
"Eight Lord!"
While the seven army leaders put down their coffins, they were saddened.
"Open, I want to see him last look." Yan Baye cold and cold.
"Ye, it’s still not seen, people are dead, let the sons get into the earth."
Among the seven, the leader of a sturdy man, strong daring.
"He is my son, what can't be seen, open up!"
Yan Baye's eyes are red and bloody, and there are few big ones.
"Open!"
Several people opened the coffin at the same time.
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