Chapter 630

Ke Wenbin and Xiang Fang Su's spirits were startled, and they looked at Ning Chaoqing, who was confused, with shining eyes.

Hey!

Caught it!

Liang Qu grinned.

Ning Chaoqing's pupils widened.

Not.

You believe She Lianmei's denial, but you don't believe my denial?

Does this beauty trap work or not?

The bone-shrinking man, the bearded man, and She Lianmei all looked at Ning Chaoqing.

Ning Chaoqing was clever in an emergency.

"Master Liang, if you are not satisfied with the price, we can talk again. You must not put such a hat on me. This matter cannot be joked about, cannot be joked about!"

The bone-shrinking man, the bearded man, and She Lianmei's eyes flashed with realization.

So it was to put a hat on him to ask for money.

"Joke your mother's head, my brother Liang says you are, you are." Ke Wenbin kicked Ning Chaoqing over and rode on his back, "Confess! Which branch are you from? Where is your hometown? How many grandmasters, how many great martial artists? Why do you want to catch the Bai Yuan?"

Ning Chaoqing collapsed on the ground, his mouth full of yellow mud, refusing to admit it.

"Dead duck with a hard mouth!"

Ke Wenbin reached into his shoulder, attempting to crush the other party's collarbone.

Unexpectedly, the other party seemed to have hard-training skills, spanning a major realm, his bones were hard to death, and he couldn't pinch them at all.

Embarrassing.

Smiled awkwardly.

Ke Wenbin's gaze turned to Long Binglin: "Trouble Dragon brother, pinch his half collarbone and limbs."

Long Binglin held back his laughter, reached out and picked up Ning Chaoqing, and crushed his collarbone, upper arm bone, and thigh bone with his bare hands.

Ning Chaoqing, a mere Hunting Tiger middle-stage, had no power to struggle in front of Long Binglin. His bones were no different from withered wood branches.

Pig-like screams resounded through the sky.

Long Yao and Long Li behind the door closed their eyes.

Long Binglin was tall and big, with wide palms. Reaching out and pinching, it was not just breaking bones, but pinching flesh and bones together, turning them into bone fragments and meat paste, tightly compressed into mud.

Not much blood splashed out.

The moment the blood vessels ruptured, they were violently pinched together, artificially "knotted" to stop the bleeding, and not a drop could spray out.

Ning Chaoqing's eyes were bloodshot, and the severe pain made him sweat continuously, soaking his clothes.

The middle section of his arm withered into a thin section, and the ends of his limbs gradually turned dark purple and swollen due to the loss of blood.

Liang Qu inexplicably thought of the VIP dogs made by clowns with long balloons in amusement parks.

"Look up!"

Ke Wenbin grabbed Ning Chaoqing's hair, forcing him to open his eyes and let him take a good look at his limbs.

Severed limbs are not the most painful torture, but this move is not about how much physical pain, but the irreparable psychological impact after becoming a cripple, especially when it comes up like this, it is very easy to break the psychological defense line.

Closing is enough to regenerate severed limbs, but it is possible to support great martial artists to do so, closing

Beast.

Do you want to

I take the gift

Come and find out

Hidden on the body, boring to play this game

Boring to play this game, it's really satisfying!

Really satisfying

"Start Game"

Outside the door, with a fearful expression, looking inside, seeing the clothes

"Start Game" Ning Chaoqing screaming, his eyelids jumped, and he hurriedly entered the room to dissuade.

"Master, save me!"

Ning Chaoqing was crying and snotting, seeking medical advice indiscriminately.

Ke Wenbin had blood on his hands, took out his waist token, stuffed it to the little novice monk, and hugged the shoulders of the two.

"Little monk, don't worry, this person is a criminal of the imperial court, we are enforcing the law impartially, absolutely not harming the innocent

!

Holding the blood-stained waist token, the little novice monk's eyelids twitched, apologized, and left the small courtyard.

Ke Wenbin and everyone in the courtyard looked at each other.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry, clean up!"

Liang Qu raised his hand to greet.

The merit is in hand, getting carried away, completely forgetting that this is a Buddhist temple.

Monks are the most stubborn and love to recognize dead principles.

Long Yao and Long Li shoveled the blood-stained mud on the ground.

Ning Chaoqing's screams were indeed useful. With one voice, everyone in the Wanshan Temple heard it.

The little novice monk was close and came quickly.

Didn't wait to clean it up.

The abbot and Yang Dongxiong came to ask in person.

The abbot witnessed the tragic situation and moved the prayer beads: "Donor, the Buddhist gate is a place for pure cultivation. The old monk provides food and lodging for you, why do you want to..." "Understand, understand, abbot, don't be angry, it was a hurry for a while, and the consideration was not thorough." Liang Qu hurriedly approached, pulled the abbot to the corner, "We are our own people, our own people, accommodate, accommodate."

Faint golden light permeated.

A miniature dragon and tiger circled in the palm, which was extraordinary.

The abbot's round eyes opened slightly.

"Subduing Dragon and Subduing Tiger Diamond Skill"!?

"Dare to ask the donor where you learned it?"

"Diamond King."

"Amitabha."

Recited a few Buddhist names.

The abbot didn't say a word, turned and left.

Didn't ask anything.

Didn't say anything.

The little novice monk was stunned for a moment, put his hands together, and followed closely.

The face of a big man works everywhere.

Master resounds through a prefecture, the old monk resounds through a province, and the Prince of Yue resounds through the world.

No matter when and where, you can always find convenience.

"Bullfrog!"

"How did you do it?"

Ke Wenbin and Xiang Fang Su were overjoyed.

Yang Dongxiong guessed a little when he saw the golden light.

The temples in Lushan are mostly influenced by the Xuankong Temple, and they often gather to discuss scriptures, so they must know each other. Perhaps they were the same lineage hundreds of years ago.

Simply understanding the process of the matter, Yang Dongxiong gave a few instructions, didn't grab merit with the juniors, turned and left.

No one disturbed, dragged to the small black room, and continued to force a confession with torture.

Interrogated for a long time.

The three finally asked something.

Ning Chaoqing is not quite the same as ordinary Ghost Mother Sect members. He doesn't shrink in the Great Lake on weekdays, but is one of the masters cultivated by the Ghost Mother Sect outside the Great Lake.

He himself belongs to a coincidence, an illegitimate child born from the love between a Ghost Mother Sect member and a woman on the shore.

This sect member originally had a wife, so he simply didn't take him back, regularly giving resources to practice, and when necessary, the sect would assign some tasks.

Finding the Bai Yuan this time is one of them.

As for whether it was really the Flood Dragon that entrusted the Ghost Mother Sect, Ning Chaoqing himself had no evidence, purely speculation.

It's not hard to guess.

The Flood Dragon King issued a reward, using the territory to exchange for the ape head, and everyone in the Jianghuai Great Lake who has a way knows it.

The Ghost Mother Sect has no grievances with the Bai Yuan, why would they look for trouble, mostly entrusted by the Snake Clan.

"The Flood Dragon and the Ghost Mother Sect really have a connection." Liang Qu's eyes flickered.

Ke Wenbin spread his hands: "Actually, we and the imperial court all know, but there is no evidence. The Flood Dragon can even bite to death that the Ghost Mother Sect was moved by the reward, and did not actively entrust it."

"A whole piece of water area, heaven and earth gather spirits, how many heavenly materials and earthly treasures can be born? Liang Ashui, what is the background of your Bai Yuan brother, that can make the Flood Dragon so anxious? Cutting land to find demons?"

"I don't know, but it is indeed powerful. It will have supernatural powers before becoming a grandmaster."

Liang Qu tried to desensitize the two.

"Have supernatural powers before becoming a grandmaster?"

Ke Wenbin and Xiang Fang Su looked at each other.

"So miraculous, mostly born sacred, I feel that if your Bai Yuan brother is willing, he can completely sit down and talk with the imperial court."

"I'll ask it when I have time."

Liang Qu actually always wanted to give the Bai Yuan a legal identity in the imperial court.

There is a Flood Dragon in the Jianghuai Great Lake, which is difficult to realize for the demon race to eat demon rations.

But the Great Shun and the Flood Dragon are not right, relying on this layer of relationship, maybe it can be the demon race eating human rations.

One person gets double salary!

Not to mention the intervention of the Ghost Mother Sect, which undoubtedly gives a very good insertion point.

Look.

Isn't what the Ghost Mother Sect opposes what we want to support?

Xiang Fang Su shook his head: "This matter is not urgent for now. The top priority is to report Ning Chaoqing's matter to the imperial court, and see if there is a chance to follow the vine and get the melon, winning big with small!"

Ke Wenbin was high-spirited.

"Coming to Huangzhou for four or five days, playing is almost enough, Liang Ashui, turn around and let your Shark People tribe prepare, we will go down the mountain tomorrow morning."

"Good!"