Chen Qiu was politely declined to visit Yaoqin before, although he left the Qintai.

But his eyes never moved away.

This Jinghong Beast is becoming more and more supernatural, knows human nature, and is flying high altitudes, which is difficult for ordinary people to notice. When Chen Qiu left the Qintai, he kept his favorites near the Qintai.

It's like having a hole in it.

He, Xiao Tie, and the accompanying Dongfang Ce came out of Suzhou City, and the Jinghong Beast flew to report the news.

Those bodies were clamoring and screaming, conveying a message.

The piano platform is surrounded and there is already a battle.

After all, Jinghong Beast is still a young eagle. Chen Qiu has not been tamed for it for a long time, so it is difficult to master a more sophisticated way of sending messages.

If Ai Dacha's tame cloud-piercing beast here, he could use different frequencies of call to inform the owner of the number of attackers, or even the characteristics.

But this kind of thing is not urgent.

It takes time for people to learn things.

Not to mention this croaked eagle, no matter how spiritual it is, it is also an animal. Chen Qiu is already very satisfied with how he can do this now.

"The Jinghong Beast saw someone besieging Qintai, and the offensive was quite fierce."

Chen Qiu rode his horse towards the Qintai, and said to Xiao Tie and Dongfang Ce beside him, who looked confused:

"It was a quarter of an hour ago."

"Brother Chen, your strange beast is very spiritual horse."

Dongfang Ce also galloped with Chen Qiu and Xiao Tiece. The disciple of Chunyang Sect looked at the crested eagle standing on Chen Qiu's shoulder, and his handsome face was quite envious.

Taiyue Chunyang Sect also has birds sent by sects, but they are just smarter carrier pigeons. How can they compare to the mighty power of this crested eagle?

"Brother Dongfang, this incident on Qintai suddenly broke out, and we are going to rescue you two."

Chen Qiu looked back at Dongfang Ce and said:

"This matter has nothing to do with you. You might as well go to the Sumeru Zen Temple to wait first. When the matter is over, I will drink and have fun with you. How about that?"

"What are you talking about by Brother Chen?"

Dongfang Ce slapped the horse's reins on the horse's neck a few times, and ran forward with Chen Qiu. There was no fear or hesitation on his face.

He said:

"We are not strangers, we all take the right path. When we encounter something, how can I stand by and watch?

I also know that Luoyueqintai is a famous shop in Suzhou. Its reputation is not bad and its behavior is decent.

Such a good family has suffered a hardship. As a decent person, since I have met him, how can I sit still?”

"Thank you, Brother Dongfang, Gao Yi!"

Chen Qiu's sense of Dongfang Ce was improved a little more.

Such a person who is eager to be righteous and is willing to be righteous, and who sees injustice and helps him is a model of decentness. After making friends, it makes people feel annoying.

It is really reassuring to have such a person on hand to help when encountering problems.

"Let's go and see if there are fewer enemies in that direction."

Chen Qiu ordered the beast on his shoulder, and raised his hand, the divine eagle spread its wings and flew up at an extremely fast speed, leaping into the air. He turned around and said to Xiao Tie:

"Let your waves go to the Zen temple to warn you.

Qintai is only a dozen miles away from the Zen Temple. I am afraid that the bandits will attack you again, so I ask Qingqing to inform Master Mustard and prepare for the preparatory measures."

"Um."

The little iron horse is a more majestic one. It is a Western Region horse specially bought from Tianji Pavilion.

An ordinary Marco cannot support the weight of the small iron and Juque sword.

The horse in the Western Regions has a wide back. The small iron took out a quill that was easy to carry from the aristolova. He wrote a few words on a strip of cloth and whistled.

After a few breaths, the smaller circle of Bolang also came into the air. The little iron tied the cloth strip to the Bolang's claws and told it about the Sumeru Zen Temple. The croaked eagle also flew up on the rushing horse's back and flew towards the other direction.

The three of them rode their horses and rushed around the piano platform about two quarters of an hour.

It was dusk, and there was chaos in the piano platform, and there were flames rolling.

A corner of the mansion has been ignited.

Chen Qiu really suspected that when the piano platform was built, no one had ever been invited to see Feng Shui. It would have been destroyed twice in less than a year. This place was really not suitable for living.

Under the guidance of Jinghong Beast, the three of them rushed into Qintai from the southeast corner, and the bandits rushed in from the northwest corner.

"Xiao Tie, go and protect Yaoqin.

Don't fight with others, protect her and exit first."

Chen Qiu gave Xiao Tie a command, and the latter carried the Jingtie Sword Box and turned around and rushed towards the center of the piano platform. Chen Qiu pulled out the Greedy Wolf Sword and rushed to the place where he fought.

The piano platform was already in chaos, and Chen Qiu also saw the corpses of some servants.

The Mo family in Qin Taichung are fighting the invading bandits to death.

“Huh?”

Dongfang Ce, who was following Shen Qiu, was carrying his Zhenwu Black Turtle Sword. When he rushed through a ruin that emitted smoke, he saw a corpse half buried under the broken stone, and exclaimed in surprise.

"This light pestle..."

He stopped, picked up a broken golden Qimen weapon from his feet, looked carefully, and said to Chen Qiu:

"Only the Holy Fire Sect's personnel use this kind of Qimen weapon, and there is also the Holy Fire emblem on it... But they have been in the Western Regions in the past, what will they do in Suzhou this time?"

"The Holy Fire Cult?"

Chen Qiu's steps stopped, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The two of them moved forward and saw in an open area, the Mohist knights were using a pavilion as a stronghold, and using the Mohist crossbow to block the enemy with the Mohist crossbow.

A group of fierce bandits were wearing strange clothes and rushed and beaten hard under the leadership of a tall guy who seemed to be wrapped in flames.

Seeing that the Mo family suffered heavy losses, they could no longer resist it.

Chen Qiu raised the knife in his hand and said to Dongfang Ce beside him:

"Brother Dongfang, come on!"

On the other side, in the Sumeru Zen Temple, Qingqing looked anxious, grabbed a strip of cloth in her hand, and flew to the mustard seed monk's Zen Room.

She stepped forward and knocked on the door. The mustard monk who was doing evening class was disturbed by chanting scriptures. He had some displeasure in his eyes, but when he opened the door and saw Qingqing, a hint of love appeared in his eyes.

He held the rosary in his hand and said to Qingqing:

"Disciple, what's wrong? Why are you anxious?"

Qingqing followed the Mustard Monk to learn the piano and performed a tribute to the apprenticeship. The Mustard Monk called her to her disciple as well.

"Uncle Jiaozi, something happened to Qintai."

The junior sister handed the cloth strip in her hand to the mustard seed monk. The latter took it and looked at it. A faint look flashed across the half of her hideous face.

"Amitabha."

The mustard seed monk chanted the Buddha's name and said to Qingqing:

"You are waiting in the Zen temple. Kongwu and the others will protect you. For your master, go to the Qintai to see you. Don't worry, disciple."

"Please protect my sister Yaoqin and senior brother."

Qingqing, who had worried eyes, said to the Mustard Monk.

The latter nodded, took a Zen stick in the Zen room, and called six Nirvana monks including Kong Wu in the courtyard, asking them to protect Qingqing and Zen Master Yuanfa, who was not skilled in martial arts. He also gave a few words to Zhang Lan who was coming to see the fun.

He left the Zen temple alone, moved the throne and rushed towards the piano platform.

Mustard Monk does not make it to the world list, but his martial arts skills are also on the top.

His master is the current host of Nirvana Temple and the master of Tianbang.

Of course, famous teachers produce great disciples.

This Buddhist internal skills are famous for its long aura, extremely hard-working and hard-working skills. It also focuses on defense and is supplemented by fierce counterattacks. It is nicknamed the "Iron Palate Turtle" in the martial arts world.

But to say that, Nirvana Temple is one of the five major sects of the right sect, and its exquisite martial arts are naturally not something that an iron turtle can describe.

The Pure Land used by the Mustard Monk is the unique skill of Nirvana, crossing the river with a reed.

It is naturally taken from the allusion of crossing the river with a reed when Master Bodhidharma preached the Dharma. This Buddhist light craft is used to form a square body, not as feminine and weird as the Phantom’s footwork, nor as chic as Xiaoyaoyou.

But it's extremely fast.

The mustard seed monk carried a Zen stick in his hand and stepped on the branches in the post road forest. He jumped several feet away, extremely light.

He was full of worries and expressionless on his face. He worked hard to rush to the vital stage for more than a quarter of an hour, and he rushed to the vital stage. He could also hear the shouts of killing from Qin Taichung.

Seeing that the fire was already on the piano platform, the Mustard Monk sighed.

Unfortunately, this house wasted manpower and material resources, and it was just repaired, so it was difficult again.
To be continued...