Chapter 127.

Shi Feilong laughed, “Sect Master He is so polite! Since this is the case, why don’t we just wash them all together, and we can all be honest with each other, just in time for Lone Hung to tell you another thing as well.”

He Mo Sheng frowned and was about to politely refuse, but he saw his wife glaring at him fiercely.

The two of them have been married for many years, their minds were already connected, and immediately realized that Fan Shuyun meant to prevent the other party from “blacking out”.

Only dry smile: “wonderful wonderful, frank and open, only good friends.”

Not long when the hot water is burning well, Shi Feilong Ye Kuhong heckling, not to say, pulling the He Mo Sheng went to the bathhouse, the guys stripped naked in front of the face, Shi Feilong intentionally said: “This clothes are dirty can not wear, please help us throw away to go.”

And said: “but also to take two sets of clean clothes, that Donghua son fat, fat, his clothes to me a good, the best please handy female disciples sew a few patches, or lost the decency of the beggar’s association.”

He Mo Sheng make a look, two male disciples hold breath, holding a pile of dirty clothes stink shoes, since go to rummage not to mention.

Shi Feilong cheered, pulling He Mosheng together into the stone soup pool, one side shouted: “the dog days of the King Kong faction, but will enjoy, the group every day after practicing martial arts, hot soup bubble, how happy?” On the one hand, he rubbed the old mud on his body.

Since he first climbed ashore in the water, so far for more than half a month, he had not taken a bath.

Before going into the water, he hadn’t washed for an unknown period of time.

Now the weather in July, it is Kunlun is also difficult to avoid the heat, not to mention that he sleeps in a cave every day, and to be buried in the soil to practice, the body of the dirty can be imagined.

Seeing the descending dragon palm fall, the black mud will be like noodles in general, a race like a thick and long.

Ye Kuhong saw the shock, thought this situation, the only attack is the best defense, hastily also click click click click wildly rub up, the two brothers around He Mo Sheng, a few moments on the surface of the water will be floating up a piece of black things.

He Mo Sheng nicknamed “Mr. qin sword”, qin also in front of the sword, attached to the heart of elegance can be imagined.

He in the three holy valley pampered, morning and evening after practicing the sword, are bathed in fragrant soup, there are young and beautiful girls massage muscles and bones, and then put on a wide and clean clothes, watch the flowers and play the qin, drink wine and enjoy the moon, live and the gods in general.

Now the immortals down to earth, soaked in this black mud soup, the old He only feel the throat is stupid, as if thousands of insects crawling all over the body.

Barely soaked for a few moments, can no longer endure, with a smile: “He mou has washed, Shi gang master, Ye Xian nephew, please make yourself at home.”

Shi Feilong cocked up his big feet, rubbing feet on the old skin, mouth said faintly: “Mr. He just go, how the Qinghai sword faction of the whole army was wiped out, after a few years, we slowly say it’s not too late.”

He Mo Sheng heart of a flinch, Kunlun and the Qinghai Sword Sect fought for several years, each other evenly matched, only the Qinghai Sword Sect this time folded Jiang Lao Dao, the strength is not inevitably greatly reduced, but even so, the power to wipe out the Qinghai Sword Sect, to his Kunlun Sect, is also a great threat.

Eyeballs turned, ultimately did not dare to slack off, forced to sit back in the water, crying general laugh: “Shi gang master, or now say a word?”

Shi Feilong focused on rubbing his feet, Ye Guhong one side of the internal force, the dirty water layer swings away from not allowed to get close to the body, one side of the mouth said: “The late generation and my big brother a few days ago was washed up by the water on the north shore, this is going to immediately come to pay respects to the He master, but far from seeing a person, to the Kunlun Mountains and go, that person late generation happened to recognize, is the Ming religion left envoy xiao feiyang.”

He Mo Sheng heard, look immediately changed, low cry: “is he!”

Xiao Feiyang from the top of the light, long lived in sitting forgotten peak, from the Kunlun faction is not far, and its move to soon after, he Mo Sheng, Ban Shuxian’s master White Deer real people, it is unexplained was killed in the mountains.

Although the people of Kunlun sect have no solid evidence, but they all identified Xiao Fei Yang is the real murderer, and he is hate and scorn.

Ye Guhong said, “half a year ago, I and the Wudang faction Yin, Mo two brothers, had a battle with this Xiao Feiyang, fell his face, each other to form a deep hatred, now see him, naturally want to follow the front, to see what he wants to do …….”

Said to change the angle, the things seen before, said to track Xiao Fei Yang found: “In short, now the Ming Church has a new godfather, the fragmentation of the situation is no longer, Zhuwu Mountain Villa plus the rest of the people of the Qinghai faction, have surrendered to the Ming Church, according to that Gui Yifei’s plan, the Ming Church to reunify, to make a few earth-shattering events to be considered to revitalize the fanfare, and the first of which is the extermination of you! Kunlun!”

He Mo Sheng obviously soaked in hot water, but his face instantly turned white, lost his temper and said, “Destroy, destroy my Kunlun?”

Shi Feilong laughed coldly and said, “The one surnamed Xiao said, what is the side of the couch, what does not give you sleep and so on.”

“By the side of the couch, how can we allow others to sleep soundly?” He Mo Sheng immediately said.

“Yes, yes, yes, that’s it, worthy of Mr. Qin Jian, he’s so knowledgeable!”

Shi Feilong’s face was full of praise, clapping his hands continuously.

He Mosheng was momentarily confused, and rose abruptly and said, “Rest a moment, I’m going to discuss this with my brothers and sisters.”

Ye Kuhong Ye took the opportunity to get up and jumped out of the pool: “He Sect Master, Ming Sect is raging, not you a faction can enemy. In the opinion of the late generation, while the essence of the outside, may wish to avoid the front for the time being, go to my Emei as a guest, we share everything, waiting for the Ming Sect to kill, and then combine their efforts to destroy, and then return to the Kunlun, then the vast western region, who can fight with Kunlun faction?”

He Mo Sheng shocked: “Ming Sect still want to fight Emei?”

Ye Kuhong said, “Gui Yifei and Xiao Feiyang personally said that they will destroy Kunlun first, then go to Emei, and then attack Wudang, and they want to use the signboards of my three authentic brands to be the stepping stone for the re-emergence of his Ming Sect.”

He Mo Sheng clenched his fists and fumed fiercely, “Devil! But my Kunlun sect as a clay pinch it!” Put on the clothes, flew to find Fan Shuyun.

I do not know how he and his two discussed, in short, a day later, He Mo Sheng, Fan Shuyun convened peer brothers and sisters and disciples, announced that the joint faction of the expedition, the troops sent to the southeast, trekking to the “south of the river on the Serbian side” Dajinchuan River Valley, and then arrived at Emei by the Dadu River.

As for the disciples who stayed in the Three Sacred Valleys, this is not the inheritance of the White Deer real lineage, when the two sides competed for the Kunlun master, almost the dog brain also played out, so these people will have how to encounter, He Mo Sheng, Fan Shukyun do not have the slightest regard.

The next day, the disciples of the Kunlun school released the enslaved herdsmen, and get dozens of short horses, a group of disciples each rode, to the south and go.

So go seven or eight days, Ye Kuhong leg injury gradually healed, Shi Feilong put down his heart, with He Mo Sheng said a word, and left the team to the east, to go over the snowy mountains into the Shu, on the one hand, send a letter to the Wudang, on the one hand, enlisted the Beggar’s strongest man.

Righteous brother to go, Ye Kuhong alone mixed in the Kunlun faction, between one day, and Donghuazi and good as before, and gradually with other disciples to fight.

He Mo Sheng, Fan Shuyun thought not long after the war, rushing, not to step up the various martial arts teach disciples, sometimes pass to the five immortal scriptures in the kung fu, but also specially invited to let Ye Guhong together to listen to.

Ye Guhong know very well, the other side of this move, a show of gratitude, the second is this trip still do not know how long to live in Emei, the first to show the sincerity of the two schools of goodwill.

Ye Guhong although not big on the Kunlun faction of people, but will soon face a strong enemy, but also happy to strengthen the other side of some strength, listen to the other side of the explanation, but also their own comprehension of one by one to tell, even a group of brothers and sisters feel that the benefits are not shallow, East China and other disciples are admiring, and jealous, the attitude of Ye Guhong is not inevitably more and more respectful.

A line of people over the mountains across the river, enough to go more than a month, September when the golden wind, has entered the Emei school sphere of influence.