Sister, you miss me

"Let her go, what do you want?" Mingguang roared.

Gaden laughed and said: "The monk also has a friend, as long as you cooperate, we can't consider it."

"Cooperate, what to cooperate with?"

"Where is the Tiansha Mingwang statue?"

Mingguang's body shook, his face pale: "How do you know, who are you?"

"You don't need to know this." Ashura shook his head and smiled, "We only take what we want, as long as we are satisfied, maybe we will let you and your little lover go."

Mingguang looked at Junko Yanagi who panicked.

The girl was still forced into a corner by Ford.

"Don't come here, otherwise, I will die for you to see." Liu Sheng Chunzi held the dagger upside down, pressing down on his white and long neck.

Ford remained unmoved and pressed harder: "Even if you die, I will enjoy it while it is hot."

With that, a bear pounced.

"Ah-stinky watch!"

Snapped!

Painful cry, scolding, slap in the face, intertwined.

A blood stain appeared on Ford's left cheek. He grabbed Junko's wrist with the knife and slapped his hand.

As the dagger fell, Junko Yanagi's cheeks swelled rapidly.

Junko Yanagi's wrist seemed to be clamped by fire tongs, and the weak woman was deprived of the right to die.

"I rectify you on the spot!" Ford threw Junko Yanagi to the ground.

"Stop!" Mingguang shouted, then looked up at Garden and said, "Don't embarrass her, otherwise you won't get anything."

Garden thought for a while, drank Ford, who was arching around Junko Yagyu's neck like a pig, and said, "Ford, you're a pig."

Ford turned over and lay down, desperately suppressing the boiling blood.

Once he was free, Junko Yanagi almost used all fours together, stumbled to Mingguang's side, and said with red eyes, "Little master, what should I do?"

Mingguang closed his eyes and shed tears, everything was in the expectation of his teacher.

Master said, Xuankong Temple will be a catastrophe within three years, but he never paid attention to it, now his father died tragically, and no one is left, Xuankong Temple was destroyed.

The mentor also said that there is a noble person who can save this situation. Is the noble person a brother, but can a brother with bare hands really deal with three wicked men who are heavily armed?

Shouldn't he bring his senior brother Yang Feng into danger, Mingguang fell into entanglement.

Garden stabbed Mingguang in the back with a spear, and said impatiently: "We promised you, take us quickly."

"Stop my bleeding." Mingguang struck his neck and asked.

"You..." Garden raised the butt of the rifle again, then twisted and said: "Take them into the house."

A candle was lit in the hall, Mingguang sat on the futon, and Ashura wrapped bandages on two of his wounds.

In the main hall, there is a statue of Tianshaming King with a brocade robe and jade belt, brightly colored and hideous.

The Gaden machine gun swept away, the idol was cut off at the waist, and the upper body crashed to the ground, but it was a clay sculpture.

However, this action almost caused Mingguang to bite his teeth, bursting out fire from his eyes, and blaspheming his own god so unforgivable.

"Okay, do you quickly lead the way."

Garden found all the places he could find, but didn't find any valuables, so he stabbed Mingguang impatiently.

Although Junko Liu Sheng kept shaking his head, Mingguang still got up and limped to the room where Sangma was before his death.

"No!" Liu Shengchunzi shouted. She forgot about her safety and was only afraid of exposing Yang Feng.

Mingguang was completely surrounded by anger and hatred at this time.

The three of Garden turned on the miner's lamp above their heads one after another, and Mingguang led them to a bedside.

"Little master..." Junko Liu Sheng cried anxiously.

Mingguang glanced at him, and said lightly: "Is the image of gods or life important?"

Junko Liu Sheng was puzzled. In this way, the three bad guys didn't even know that Yang Feng was hiding underneath.

Mingguang lifted the quilt, and pushed a bluestone slab away, revealing the black hole, and said loudly: "The idol is right below, you are the first, or me first."

"Nonsense, of course it's you, go in."

Mingguang was driven into the cave, and Junko Liu Sheng was the second.

Mingguang felt anxious, Yang Feng should have heard his words and understood what he meant.

The three of Garden didn't follow in, but used a miner's lamp to beckon the inside. They saw a fog, the visibility was not very high, and a faint "gurgling noise" could be heard.

Mingguang's voice came up again: "Don't worry, there is a hot spring below. Come in quickly. The idol is below. I just hope that you can keep your promise and get the idol. Just let us go."

Without a word, the three of Garden descended into the cave one by one.

After walking for a while, the fog is heavier, but the space is obviously larger.

Asura is holding Mingguang, Ford controls Junko Yanagi, and eats some tofu by the way, Garden Queen.

After a period of downward steps, the mist suddenly cleared in front of him. A three-meter-square hot spring was steaming hot. In the center of the hot spring, stood a statue of Tiansha Ming Wang that was as high as ten meters and blacked out.

"Why is it black?" Ford muttered. "It's fake again!"

Asura poked Mingguang's temple with a pistol and asked, "Say, where is it really?"

"Two idiots!" Gaden's eyes beamed, and he walked into the knee-length hot spring step by step. "Why does gold oxidize? I don't understand this."

As he said, he hugged the idol.

At this moment, Asura and Ford could not take any hostages into consideration, they rushed towards the idol at a speed of 100 meters, one climbed on the shoulders and the other hugged the legs.

"Get rich." Asura said.

"How much is it worth!" Ford murmured.

"This gold can be worth a few dollars. The key is the collection value. Someone gave me a billion pounds." Garden said.

"Billions? God." Ford almost fainted.

"Huh?" Garden's expression changed. "Where are the hostages?"

"Maybe it's gone." Ashura disapproved.

"It doesn't matter if you ran?" Ford said lightly. At this moment, the wealth is current, and the beauty is irrelevant.

As the head of the trio, Garden was more sober-minded, frowned and said, "What if one stops at the exit?"

"Are we playing with explosives?" Ford shook his head, disdainfully said.

Asura pulled out the dagger and scratched it, the oxide skin slowly fell, revealing the golden body.

The more they shaved, the larger the area was, and their eyes gradually filled with shining golden light.

...

Mingguang and Junko Liu Sheng were of course with Yang Feng.Yang Feng took advantage of the ecstasy that the three of them had just discovered the idol, and took them to their hiding place.

The moment they saw Yang Feng, the two of them covered their mouths and both shed tears.

Yang Feng was silent for a moment, sandwiching the two, landing silently, and returned to the ground.

In the mulberry room, a light is like a bean.

Yang Feng did not cover the stone slab, first glanced at Junko Liu's cheek to confirm that it was OK, and then Mingguang checked the injury.

Ming Guang cried and said, "A few beasts have killed people like hemp. My father and all the seniors were brutally murdered."

Yang Feng's face changed, his anger was like a wave of Qianjiang, and the waves were raging.In his eyes, the three foreigners are dead.

Mingguang's shoulder was pierced by a bullet, not hurting his muscles or bones, but the bullet head was sinking deep in his calf.

Yang Feng borrowed Junko Yanagi's clogs and stuffed it into Mingguang's mouth, spitting and inhaling in his hand, and a bullet the size of a peanut bean reached his palm.

At this moment, Mingguang was sweating profusely, and his body was like a shower.

Mingguang’s face was full of sweat and tears: "Brother, although I am a monk, I don’t share this hatred, and I will not be a man if I don’t swear, and they covet to blaspheme idols, and they cannot be blamed. Brother, please help me!"

Speaking of the emotional part, Mingguang sobbed.

Junko Yanagi is relatively calm, and she also has absolute trust in Yang Feng’s strength. She said: “The other three people, armed to the teeth, have automatic rifle pistol grenades, and they are said to have bombs, and the three of them have rich experience in cooperating and want to eliminate. They can protect ourselves, and we must think of a perfect solution."

Yang Feng nodded slightly and couldn't help but glanced at Junko Liu Sheng.

Junko Liusheng flew two blushes on her pretty face, and lowered her head shamelessly.

Mingguang looked at Yang Feng: "Brother, the Xuankong Temple has almost been destroyed. I am sorry for my teacher, and I am sorry for all the brothers. It is because I don't know the people, and the wolf is brought into the room. There is such a difficult situation. Now I am in a mess."

Mingguang shook his head and burst into tears: "As long as I take revenge, I don't hesitate to be broken into pieces. Brother, please decide."

Yang Feng sighed lightly, patted Mingguang's shoulder, "Go and see Master Hongri, as well as the other brothers."

"This..." Mingguang cast his eyes to the entrance of the cave.

There is no cover, the door is wide open, and there is no defense.

"It's okay, they thought it was an empty city plan, they didn't dare to show their heads at all, most of them have to explore the way with a grenades." Yang Feng rolled his eyes and smiled coldly: "We only need to do this."

Mingguang’s legs were inconvenient, so he fixed it on the ground. Yang Feng was in charge at the highest point, and Junko Liu Sheng was in the middle.

During the tea ceremony, the three people used sheets and curtains to form a funnel around the hole.

The opening of the funnel is the opening, which leads directly to the roof.

In this way, the three treasure hunting bastards and murderous beasts will surely return to the cave once the grenade is asked for directions, enough for them to drink a pot.

...

Master Hongri shot him a headshot, lying on his side, staring dead, his eyes and hands were pointing to his son's room.

"Father, the child knows, you can't worry about the light!" Mingguang cried.

Yang Feng's eyes were hot.Junko Yanagi kept wiping tears.

The suffering of the monks was even more tragic. Some did not move at all, some died in the rolling, and some struggled.

Dozens of corpses were in a mess.

The great monk King Kong stood tall with anger, and the young monk shot a headshot, holding a warning golden bell in his hand.

"Ah—" Mingguang knelt down, tears down, and muttered to himself: "I'm still eating dinner together, laughter and laughter will faintly linger in my ears, now one by one has become cold corpses, why, why !"

Mingguang fell softly and Yang Feng supported him.

Junko Liu was shocked, and Yang Feng shook his head: "He was badly injured, he lost a lot of blood, and his emotions were repeated. Let him rest for a while."

Before the voice fell, there was a sound like a grenade.