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Chapter 265 Fishing

"Donor, stay here" came the voice, and Li Yuan felt his right shoulder being grabbed.

After all, Li Yuan had been practicing since childhood, and his reaction speed was unparalleled. He exerted force on his shoulders and right leg, thrust forward, turned around, and shook off the opponent's control.

It was the monk just now. Seeing the expression on the monk's face, Li Yuan knew that something was wrong. He had fallen into a trap. This thief monk was testing himself just now.

He decisively pulled out the soft sword from his waist and rushed forward. The monk no longer concealed himself and rushed towards Li Yuan. When Li Yuan saw that the opponent was bare-handed, he had the advantage with his own sharp blade. Who knew the monk's

Na Yi was not an ordinary person. He drew a few circles with his hands, and his wide sleeves entangled Li Yuan's soft sword. He swung it to the side and the soft sword flew out.

Then the monk made palms with his hands, and the wind from his palms was strong, rushing towards Li Yuan.

Without the soft sword in his hand, Li Yuan could only use his palm to catch it hard. However, Li Yuan was a swordsman after all, and his internal strength was not as good as that of the great monk. He was directly knocked out, right at the position of the soft sword.

Vomiting blood, Li Yuan struggled to get up, picked up the soft sword, and directly used the ancestral sword technique of the Li family. He flashed left and right, and the sword was as fast as lightning. He did not give the monk a chance to seize the soft sword, and stabbed the monk with blood.

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Just when Li Yuan was about to work harder to kill the thief monk, two more big monks ran out, one of them was as tall as an iron tower.

I can't beat him now. It's difficult to fight two people, let alone one fight three.

When the two monks came forward, Li Yuan recognized that one of them was Master Kongming, the abbot of Lanruo Temple.

He immediately cursed angrily: "Kong Ming, you are a bald thief, you are a thief who cares about human life and has done many evil things. You still worship the Buddha, but you are not afraid that the Buddha will show up and take you in."

Master Kongming laughed and said, "Donor, the poor monk doesn't know whether the Buddha will accept the poor monk, but the poor monk can send you to see the Buddha."

After saying that, Kongming walked up to the monk who looked like an iron tower.

Li Yuan is not stupid. In this posture, if he doesn't run away, he will really see the Buddha.

Kong Ming is the host, and logically speaking, his strength should be high. The iron tower-like monk is not easy to mess with at first glance, so he can only break out from the monk's position just now.

He rushed over with the soft sword. The monk laughed wildly, and the fat on his face was shaking: "Okay, look down on the poor monk."

He went straight up to meet Li Yuan's Ruan Jian. Unexpectedly, Li Yuan let go and the Ruan Jian came out.

The monk was shaken, and his reaction was very fast. When Li Yuan crossed paths with him, he stretched out his hand and scratched Li Yuan's chest hard, causing blood to drip from his chest.

Li Yuan was in pain, but he didn't dare to stop. He ran away despite the pain, and he didn't want the soft sword anymore, leaving the green mountains without fear of running out of firewood.

In terms of internal strength, Li Yuan may not be as good as a few monks, and in terms of speed, the monks cannot catch up with him.

The moment Li Yuan climbed over the wall, he felt that his right foot had stepped on something. He looked down and saw, damn, a steel needle! Visual inspection revealed that the 20-centimeter-long steel needle had directly penetrated his foot.

But he couldn't stop. He scolded these thieves for being insidious and reluctantly fled. However, Li Yuan was not familiar with the terrain here, so he panicked and ran to the edge of the cliff.

At this time, three monks also chased after him. There was a thief in front of him and a cliff behind him. Li Yuan was in trouble.

"I didn't expect that I, Li Yuan, am so ambitious and ambitious that I would fall into your hands before I could break into the world?"

"Are you Li Yuan from the Li family?" Master Kongming said in surprise.

"So what"

After hearing Li Yuan's admission, several monks looked at each other and knew what the other meant. They slowly approached Li Yuan, as if they wanted to catch him alive.

Li Yuan was not stupid. One look at their actions and he knew that these thieves wanted to arrest him and extort a large sum of money from the Qiu family.

He sneered in his heart, he looked down on his Li family too much, how could he let them succeed? He just stepped back and jumped.

Following the cliff, going straight down, just when Li Yuan thought he was certain to die, he landed with a bang. Although his whole body ached and he felt like his bones were falling apart, he did not die.

After looking around, this cliff was also strange. There was actually a platform protruding from the middle. Li Yuan was also lucky and fell directly onto the platform, saving his life.

But this is just a protruding platform, there is nothing around, and I am injured, so I can't scream. Alas, I will die sooner or later.

Well, at least he wasn't caught by the thieves and didn't die in their hands. He died heroically.

After thinking about it, Li Yuan fell asleep. When he heard a sound from the cliff, he raised his head and wanted to call for help. But he was afraid that he was a bald man, so he leaned a little closer to the platform and accidentally knocked a stone off, but it didn't matter.

Without thinking too much, I passed out again.

After listening to Li Yuan's words, Liu Jun could only sigh with emotion, he is so lucky. His ancestors have blessed him. It must have been the sound he made when he knocked off the stone that attracted Yu Mo's attention.

After all, zombies are born with a sensitive sense of smell and hearing. They have cultivated to the level of corpse king, and their senses are beyond ordinary people. It is not surprising that they can know that Li Yuan is down there.

"Okay, you can rest in peace and recuperate, I will avenge you, no need to say any words of thanks, just treat me to a big meal when you are discharged from the hospital."

"No problem, Brother Yingjun, you must be careful when you arrest those thieves. When I eavesdropped, I heard that those missing girls were also alive. I was afraid that they would jump over the wall and kill those people."

"Don't worry, I know what's going on." After saying this, Liu Jun left. Li Yuan still needed to rest, and the little nurse looked at him from the small window of the ward several times.

Liu Jun has also thought about the problem Li Yuan mentioned. He is also afraid that those sanctimonious thieves will be driven to a dead end and kill people in a hurry. If the two million promised by Qiu Chuxue cannot be obtained, Wu Yicheng will also have to blow up and deduct the money.

How is his salary?

It all depends on whether the fishing plan can be successful. If it doesn't work, you have to risk the whole thing and ask for help.

Speaking of Miss Li and the Painted Skin Demon, Liu Jun was almost unrecognizable after dressing up.

The painted-skinned demon has bright almond-shaped eyes and a face as bright as the moon. She is dressed sexy and graceful.

Miss Li is dressed more conservatively, youthful and beautiful, in ancient costume, with sleeves and skirt made of tulle. She is pure and pure, but still reveals a little bit.

Liu Jun walked around twice and marveled, but there was no distracting thought in his eyes. He simply felt that the Painted Skin Demon was indeed the number one face-changing demon in the demon world. This skill and level, let alone a demon, was one of the best in Country H.

The Painted Skin Demon was also very satisfied with his work and took Miss Li to look in the mirror. Fortunately, Miss Li was not disgusted with the outfit and kept smiling.

With everything ready, the two set out for Lanruo Temple. Liu Jun and Yu Mo followed from a distance to prevent any accidents and provide immediate support.

The time was deliberately chosen in the afternoon, close to evening, so when Miss Li and the Painted Skin Demon went up the mountain, they were basically pilgrims coming down the mountain, because at this time, those who went up the mountain were afraid of being rejected.

The pilgrims coming down the mountain, regardless of whether they were male or female, old or young, all had a love for beauty, and they all looked at them.

The men were drooling, the women were full of envy, and there were many jealous people who maliciously belittled them, saying that they were vixens for dressing like this when they came to the temple.

Neither of them paid much attention to what they heard. The Painted Skin Demon was originally a demon and was good at all kinds of seductions. Whenever a woman said something, she would wink at the man next to her, which would basically cause a family dispute.

Miss Li, on the other hand, seemed to be immersed in her own world, smiling calmly, neither angry nor annoyed.

After walking for a while, they arrived at the entrance of Lanruo Temple. They looked up and touched their pockets in unison.

In the pocket are Buddhist beads given by the great monk Awakening, and talismans given by Liu Jun to cover his breath.

Miss Li was fine, but the painted-skin demon sighed in his heart. He had long seen that Liu Jun was not a normal person. What he didn't expect was that he was a demon. He followed him for two days and entered the temple twice. This time he wanted to seduce him even more.

Monk, if this were to happen before, it would be unthinkable.

Gritting his teeth, he walked hand in hand with Miss Li, went to the incense burner, paid for some incense, lit one each with Miss Li, inserted it into the incense burner, and bowed before him.

This is what Liu Jun taught me. He told me several times that it would be awkward to go to the temple to offer incense instead of being a demon.
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