Firefly stood up with a trembling body, his lower abdomen was dripping blood, and large pieces of clothes were dyed red.

The Laughing Monk's heavy punch was extremely fierce and should have been ready for a long time.

Just think about it, if Firefly Paper was found in advance, it would use the Wooden Man Gu and find a way to crack it. If it was unprepared, it would be impossible for Firefly Paper to escape.

The Laughing Monk was just a blow, and it was a critical blow, seriously injuring the Firefly Paper.

After the laughing monk succeeded, a jokey smile appeared on his face, and he smiled and said, "Are you very surprised why your wooden man Gu is ineffective against the monk?"

Firefly wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, endured the great pain, and said coldly: "Stinky bald donkey, you seem to want to show off, so I'll listen carefully."

The laughing monk smiled and said, "Your Wooden Gu is very magical. The person you photographed will immediately enter a state of static and cannot move. The point is that you must complete the attack by slapping the target, and the weakness and restraint of the Wooden Gu are here."

Firefly's eyes flashed and he said in surprise: "I naturally know this weakness, so I have cultivated a super fast speed and strived to hit you with one stroke, and I did hit you just now."

The laughing monk laughed and said proudly: "You did hit me, but unfortunately, you don't know that my master raised a smiley Gu. As the saying goes, you don't hit the smiley person. If your slap on me is dissolved, the attack of the wooden Gu will naturally be invalid."

"The smile-like Gu...the more famous one is the 'smile Gu', and the one that has something to do with the Buddhist connection is probably..."

Firefly's lips were tense, and a deep cold light was reflected in the eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "No wonder you are called a laughing monk. It turns out that your smile is so terrifying."

The smiley monk tilted his mouth and said, "For the sake of Qingqiu Holy Land, the monk will let you go, you can go."

Firefly paper snorted coldly!

"Zhi'er, are you okay?" At this time, Xie Zhen ran to Yingzhi and held her arm, her face full of worry and anxiety.

Firefly paper held Xie Zhen's hand and said, "Xie Lang, we will never be separated."

Xie Zhen focused on the key point: "Never separate."

The laughing monk smiled disdainfully and said, "If it weren't for the Buddha's heart Gu, the monk really wanted to make a bet with you. Forget it, let's take action and capture it!"

Whoosh swish swish swish...

Thirty-six monks suddenly appeared, each with bronze skin, spread all around, forming a strange formation without any dead corners.

Seeing this, Yingzhi suddenly laughed loudly, and she said loudly: "It turns out that they are the thirty-six bronze men of Fayuan Temple, plus a laughing monk, what a big formation, then who are you?"

The middle-aged man who appeared with Xiao Monk bowed slightly and smiled indifferently: "Mr. Huang's account book has been found in Baili Running Stories, it is the one who found Xie Zhen's whereabouts."

Yingzhi snorted coldly: "How did you find us?"

Baili Xingshu glanced at the corner of his mouth, looked at the sky with his hands behind his back, and said, "What's the difficulty? At the beginning, I was puzzled about one thing. Xie Zhen was imprisoned by Kushan Temple for a year, but Shen Lian never went to rescue him. Later, he suddenly went to make a big fuss in Kushan Temple to rescue Xie Zhen. Why? Who suddenly informed him?

Starting from this point of view, I found that the year Xie Zhen was imprisoned by Kushan Temple, the fox tribe had been active in Kushan very frequently. In addition, we found out in Xie Zhen’s hometown that Xie Zhen had adopted a fox.

All the clues pointed to the fox clan, and the next thing was much simpler. I contacted my friends from Qingqiu Holy Land. After checking, I found that only you had been in Xie Zhen’s hometown. Finally, I targeted you and followed the clues, and found Xie Zhen.”

Yingzhi couldn't help laughing bitterly and said in a cold voice: "You actually have friends in Qingqiu Holy Land. Haha, it turns out that I was betrayed by my own people."

Baili Runshu sighed: "It's over, you'd better leave by yourself, otherwise you will leave in a very miserable way."

Firefly raised his chin and said proudly: "You are prepared and made targeted arrangements, but wise people will make mistakes in a thousand thoughts. You have ignored one thing."

"Oh?" Baili Runshu's eyes narrowed slightly.

Firefly Paper said loudly: "This mountain is an unmoving mountain. I chose to live in seclusion in this mountain. Not only is it because it is far away from the world, but there is also an important reason, that is..."

Firefly Paper suddenly punched the ground.

There was a bang!

The earth shook slightly...

Baili Runshu thought of something, and his expression suddenly changed drastically. He subconsciously turned his head to look at the top of the mountain.

The laughing monk also raised his head with a stiff smile.

It doesn't move on the mountain, it's covered with snow.

The slight tremor spread like ripples, and the snow on the top of the mountain slowly rolled down, rolling bigger and bigger, fierce as tide, rumbling like thunder, and finally formed a huge avalanche to impact.

It's coming in a flash!

"Let's go!" Yingzhi pulled Xie Zhen and ran towards a towering ancient tree next to the hut.

Baili running script, laughing monk, and thirty-six bronze men, all of them changed their colors in horror, and they all ran away from them.

The avalanche washed over and flooded everything.

After the avalanche swept across the sky and the earth turned white, and it seemed like it had been brushed. The collapsed hut disappeared completely, and the sweet footprints left in the snow disappeared.

Bang!

Next to the tilted tree, a snow-white arm broke out from the snow, and then a person crawled out, who was not Firefly Paper?

As soon as the firefly paper was lifted up, Xie Zhen also came out.

"Zhi'er, this..." Xie Zhen looked around, and the vast white area was clearly where he lived, but his eyes were full of strangeness.

"The Avalanche can't do anything to them, let's go." Yingzhi pulled Xie Zhen away, and then took two steps, spitting out a mouthful of blood. She was hurt by the laughing monk much heavier than she thought.

"Zhi'er, let's find a place to hide first, you have to heal your wounds." Xie Zhen said anxiously.

Firefly paper shook her head, squeezed out a faint smile, signaling that it would not matter, but just pulled Xie Zhen, took a deep breath, turned into a gust of cold wind to wrap him around, and flew up.

A strong light suddenly shot out.

In the air, Firefly Paper screamed and fell down rapidly. It approached the ground and suddenly stabilized, landing on the shore of the ice lake at the foot of the mountain.

A cold arrow piercing through the shoulder of Firefly Paper was inserted into the shoulder, and her mouth kept vomiting blood.

"Xielang, let's go quickly."

Yingzhi gritted her teeth and held back, pulled out the arrow on her shoulders, pulled Xie Zhen and ran into the ice lake, stepping on the thick ice layer.

"As long as we pass through the ice lake, we should be able to leave the blocked area and teleport into the Inn without Damage."

Xie Zhen felt extremely distressed, tears rolled in his eyes. He forced himself to resist endless grief and anger and ran to the other side with the firefly paper.

Suddenly!

A figure rushed from the thorn, and it was a monk who was laughing, punching the firefly paper's chest.

Firefly flew back with a humming moan, sticking it to the ice and rolling to the shore.

The laughing monk pinched Xie Zhen's shoulder and threw him forward. Then a bronze monk tied him up with iron chains.

Firefly paper fell on the shore, and blood was soaked in her clothes. She turned her head to look at Xie Zhen. Seeing him tied up by iron chains, she heard Xie Zhen shouting her name and tears burst out from her eyes.

"Xie Lang!"

She stretched out her hand...

"Paper!"

Xie Zhen also stretched out his hand, and was separated by an ice lake a hundred meters away from each other.

Just want to hold each other's hands!

The bronze monk was shocked and held the iron chain tightly, but Xie Zhen pulled it forward.

Immediately another bronze monk rushed over and grabbed the chain together, but was still pulled by Xie Lang and couldn't stop.

One bronze monk after another rushed over, and in the end all thirty-six bronze men arrived, pulling iron chains like tug of war.

"Paper..." Xie Zhen reached out and a strong halo burst out from his body. There was only firefly paper in his eyes. He didn't notice it. He pulled the thirty-six bronze men of Fayuan Temple to slide on the ground.

Seeing this scene, the laughing monk clasped his hands together: "Amitabha!"

He walked forward, took a fierce move, and slashed Xie Zhen's head with a palm.

Xie Zhen fainted on the ground.

Finally, he saw that blood spread under the firefly paper, like a beautiful flower blooming on the other side.

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Chapter completed!