Nightfall

> Ning Que's action of taking the iron bow is very natural, and the action of taking the arrow is also very natural, and his expression is very calm. It looks like eating with chopsticks, but when he bends the iron bow, aiming at the green tree with a dark and cold arrow cluster When the old monk in yellow dress next to the stone table, the quiet mountain stream was suddenly shrouded in a terrible murderous intention. 《》

Looking at this scene, the old monk in yellow was wrinkled and his face became pale, not fear, but extremely intense anger and perplexity, so that his monk's clothes shivered.

The old monk naturally knew that the Yuan Thirteen Arrows in the Academy of Ning Xingsheng Zhenxue practitioners, the once powerful and perfect Longqing prince, were those who were shot by this arrow like a ghost or a ghost.

As a reclusive monk in the Lanke Temple, where did the old monk think about it and maintain the rules of the Washan Mountain, he only tried to stop Ning Que, and would have such a powerful killing intention for the convenience, ready to use the most powerful means.

What made the old monk even more angry and distraught was that when he looked at Ning Que's calm bow and arrow on the carriage, if he really wanted to stop the opponent, he was afraid he would shoot him with an arrow! Why dare he do this!

The practitioners were respectfully watching the black carriage leave, and naturally saw this scene. They were shocked and speechless like an old monk in yellow clothes. They did not understand why Ning Que did this.

When worshiping the mountain, Master Qishan must abide by the rules of the Lanke Temple. For decades, no exceptions have occurred, even the lotus lotus. Even if you are a disciple of Confucius, you feel that accepting this test will damage the prestige of the academy, if you want to break through, you can kill someone!

An older practitioner suddenly remembered some old things in the spiritual world, and Mr. Ke, who had caused countless blood and rain in the world, and Ning Que, like Mr. Ke, was a person who entered the academy. The heart was so frightened that he dared not look at the black carriage again.

The sharp iron arrows clustered in the faint cold light, but there was no flash of light, as if all the light was contained in the area of ​​the arrow clusters, which only shows that this iron arrow does not even have the slightest tremor. Explain that the hand holding the tail of the arrow is frightening, and that the person preparing to shoot the arrow is indifferent to the extreme.

The old monk in yellow looked at the iron arrow and knew that he would splatter blood on the spot the next moment, because he was already old, and the arrow was too close to be avoided at all, a slight fear flashed on the old face, then Turned into slight anger. It became painful again. It was the pain of the years, and then everything was calm and decisive.

"It is worthy of being a member of the Contemporary Academy."

The old monk in yellow looked at Ning Que and said indifferently: "It is true that there is a remnant of Ke Haoran's overbearing cold blood. However, Lao Qun still has to abide by the rules, because the world always needs the rules, like you and Ke Haoran People who do n’t want to follow the rules. They can kill me but they ca n’t deter me. ”

"I don't know what painful memories Uncle Shi gave you, but as a disciple of the academy, I must say that Uncle Shi was never an overbearing cold-blooded person."

Ning Que looked at the old monk in yellow and said, "It's just that when you don't follow the rules and meet those of you who maintain the rules, you always need someone to give in. Just at this moment, I only need the master to make a step back."

The old monk in yellow said in a slightly cold voice: "Why do we always give in to those who obey the rules?"

Ning Que said: "Before this question, I think the first thing is to understand why you have to set these rules for others to comply with. Why do others have to follow the rules you set, in fact, you are also very clear, the rules are only strong The most important thing I admire the uncle is to make a rule that restricts or strips the weakened person. He is a strong man who can ignore any rules, but he has no idea of ​​rules for others. "

The old monk in yellow suddenly laughed and looked at Ning Que sharply and said: "Who can ignore any rules in the world? Ke Haoran was eventually killed by the heavens. It is a warning to you now!"

Listening to this, Ning Que's expression remained unchanged, but his eyebrows raised slowly.

The most respected nature of the disciples at the back of the academy is the Confucius. However, the idol they admire most is always the one who rides the sword on a black donkey and walks around. Uncle Xiaoshi, who eventually died young.

If you hear someone disrespecting the Confucius, the disciples in Houshan may even smile with a slight smile. Because Confucius is really a very interesting elder who can be teased, and Confucius is still alive and well, if he is really angry, he can destroy the sect or small country by himself.

But if anyone dares to disrespect Xiaoshi Uncle, Houshan disciples are really likely to go desperately with each other, because the black donkey is dead and Xiaoshi Uncle is no longer there. speak.

Ning Que is the most dared to kill in the world, but because of Sang Sang's illness, he has been silent and forbearing since he came to Washan.

At this moment, he didn't want to endure any more. The bow of the iron bow gradually tightened between his fingers, making a slight squeak, which means that if this arrow is shot out, then it will inevitably be dead.

"I don't feel anyone in me is warning me."

He looked at the old monk in yellow and said, "And I am clearly warning you at this time that my carriage will cross the bridge later. If you try to stop me, I will kill you."

If you kill, you will kill. If you kill, you will kill.

On Linping of Jianpan, everyone looked at Ning Que's calm expression and could not doubt his determination and ability.

Cheng Ziqing, the strong man of the Jiangjin sword pavilion, who was always silent before, looked at the atmosphere so tense, he could not help sighing in his heart and took two steps forward, trying to stop Ning Que.

But he only took one step and stopped, because he was shocked to find that it was himself, and he could not break Ning Que's unprecedented arrow.

The black carriage slowly moved towards the bridge.

The old monk in yellow slowly stood up, looking calm and determined, ready to die generously.

Who can stop this?

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At this moment, a clear copper bell suddenly sounded on the mountain road.

The ringtone is crisp but not sloppy, and there is a soft and compassionate atmosphere hidden in it. Going, it looks like devout believers are worshiping the mountain.

An old voice sounded, which was extremely sharp and full of resentment, should come from the mouth of an old woman, and broke the Buddhist realm in the mountain in an uncoordinated manner, those kingfishers leaping on the mountain road stopped in an astonishment. Down.

"Ning Liao, you are still so cold-blooded and domineering. Is this the style of your Tang people, but don't forget that this is the Lanke Temple. Do you really think that no one dares to resist the obscene prestige of your college?"

A moment later, another thick voice came from the bottom of the mountain road. The sound was the clock of Ruogu Temple, and the voice of Ruo Buddha sang softly. The kingfishers on the mountain road started to rejoice again.

"Buddhist quietly, even if you are a man in the academy, how can you arbitrarily kill?

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(There are still three thousand words, continue to write seriously.).