A group of players behind who were shocked by the magical power of Monk Zhiheng almost jumped up and cursed when they heard these happy words...

One by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, actually scared Monk Zhiheng and did not attack him.

Take the opportunity.

He was as happy as an arrow from the string and rushed into the temple.

It's time to say it soon.

The player who came out of the secret room had already had the secret book, and was waiting for his brother to rush in to pick him up. Seeing that his person was knocked down by Zhiheng, a player who cursed his life and death realm of a slut came in. He smiled grimly and took a palm without hesitation.

The palms are black!

The fishing storm was about to tear happiness into the quiet place of Buddhism.

The happy face was as deep as water. When he opened his arms calmly, he entered in without panic, and his arms were like a Vajra to set up the opponent's will, and he grabbed the opponent's arm.

The other party was shocked.

Before he could react, the golden-legged wind kicked his chin from an incredible angle.

With the sound of shattering and cruel bones, the thief who stole the scriptures was kicked off the ground and was confused.

"I'll help the donor."

The person was like the wind, and Master Xuankong's voice sounded from the side: "I just heard from the little donor that you are my junior brother Xuanzhi, but you are the truth?"

When he turned around, Master Xuankong appeared beside him at some point, intentionally or unintentionally, and happened to block the direction of the door.

I was surprised by happiness.

I have a little more understanding of Master Xuankong's strength.

This movement of body movement alone is probably no longer under the evil king Shi Zhixuan.

The little thief who just stole the scriptures wanted to escape from Master Xuankong, and the chance of success was zero.

"I have been serving in the master's sect for eight years. Not long ago, my master was rescued back to the mountain from the bottom of the mountain. I have been recuperating in the bamboo forest for a long time. I only got to go down the mountain today. Unexpectedly, I saw that the small temple where my master lived was broken into by thieves..."

"Well, it's true. My junior brother Xuanzhi is indeed a person with a gentle nature. I just watched your "Dragon Claw Hand" and "Vajra Demon Subduing Legs" to make me feel a little excited. It's true that I was a Shaolin disciple, but I was in trouble just now."

As Master Xuankong spoke, he swept the players on the ground, and the scriptures that had been stolen were caught in his hands: "Shaolin scriptures cannot be lost from Lao Na."
Chapter completed!