Martial Arts Crossover: I am the strongest demonic monk of Tianlong Temple

She realized that the way she was tying her veil on her face... was wrong!

Her veil must have fallen off while she was unconscious!

That benefactor...didn't he see his own face?!

Thinking of this, Mu Wanqing felt a surge of heat rush to her cheeks, and her fair skin instantly turned a beautiful blush.

Fortunately, the veil concealed her embarrassment.

Just as she was in a state of confusion, Chen Mo had already noticed that Mu Wan had woken up.

He opened his eyes, put his hands together in prayer, and smiled, "Amitabha, it's good that the female benefactor has woken up!"

"I have already removed and healed your injuries and the poison you were poisoned with, and you are no longer in any serious condition."

But Mu Wanqing ignored what Chen Mo said and just stared straight at him.

"Amitabha."

Chen Mo felt a little uncomfortable under her gaze, so he coughed twice, stood up, and said, "Since the female benefactor is no longer in any serious condition, then this humble monk will take his leave."

"and many more."

Mu Wanqing's cold voice came, "My veil... you were the one who tied it back on for me?"

Chen Mo's heart skipped a beat, but he pretended to be calm, "Ahem..."

"What are you saying, benefactor? This humble monk doesn't quite understand."

Mu Wanqing slowly rose, moved closer to Chen Mo, and pointed with her slender fingers to the ribbon behind her ear, "How I tied this veil..."

"No one but myself could tie it exactly the same way."

"The knot you tied, although similar in shape, is clumsy in technique and the direction is reversed."

Chen Mo was speechless when he heard this. Who would bother to research a specific way to tie a veil?

Seeing that he could no longer hide it, he had no choice but to put his hands together and admit it frankly.

"You see my face."

Mu Wanqing said it bluntly.

“Benefactor, when we were treating your injuries earlier, you spat out a mouthful of blood.”

Chen Mo explained, "That's why your veil fell off."

"I was worried there might be some misunderstanding, so I'm helping you tie it back."

After he finished speaking, the room fell silent for a moment.

Under the moonlight, Mu Wanqing quietly looked at Chen Mo, her beautiful eyes, visible through her veil, filled with complex emotions.

She paused for a moment, then spoke softly, with a hint of shyness: "The veil is not important; what matters is that you are the first man to see my face."

“My master once made me swear a solemn oath that if any man were to see my face first, I must kill him.”

At this point, she took a deep breath, "Otherwise... I'll have no choice but to marry him."

"You...you've done me a favor, I can't kill you, so...so..."

"this!"

Chen Mo was taken aback. "Benefactor, seeing your appearance was purely unexpected and doesn't count."

"not to mention……"

"shut up!"

Mu Wanqing's tone suddenly turned stern, and the short sword at her waist was drawn three inches from its sheath with a clang, its cold light reflecting the moonlight.

“A vow is a vow; how can it be treated like child’s play?”

"Since I can't kill you, and I can't kill you either, then... then I have no choice but to marry you!"

As she finished speaking, her voice trembled slightly, clearly indicating that she was extremely unsettled.

Those clear, cool eyes were fixed on Chen Mo, with a hint of shyness and an undeniable determination.

Chen Mo looked at the stubborn woman in front of him and said with a wry smile, "Benefactor, this... a forced relationship won't be sweet."

"I do not care!"

Mu Wanqing interrupted directly, "Since I have made a vow, I will never go back on my word."

"If you refuse to marry me, I'll just have to die right in front of you right now!"

As he spoke, the dagger was already at his neck, the blade leaving a shallow bloodstain.

Chen Mo was taken aback. Mu Wanqing was stubborn and a woman of her word.

He quickly waved his hand, "Please wait, benefactor, don't be impulsive, everything can be discussed!"

Under the moonlight, the two faced each other, one unwilling to yield even in the face of death, the other caught in a dilemma.

Just then, a sinister laugh suddenly came from the depths of the forest.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

"I never expected to encounter such a stunning beauty in this desolate wilderness. I, Yun Zhonghe, am truly blessed with good fortune."

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure emerged from the darkness like a ghost.

The man was extremely tall and thin, like a bamboo pole, as if a gust of wind could blow him over.

At the same time, this man had an ugly face and lewd eyes, greedily eyeing Mu Wanqing.

Even through the veil, one could sense the stunning features of the woman in black.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

He looked excited, and his eerie laughter echoed through the night sky, sending chills down one's spine.

This man is named Yun Zhonghe. He is a master of the Western Xia First-Class Hall, one of the Four Evils of the World, known for his extreme viciousness, and is also the representative of the Four Evils.

He was extremely lecherous, yet highly skilled in martial arts, especially in lightness skills, which were said to be unparalleled.

His famous saying is: "Wonderful, wonderful! I have long wanted to kill his husband and take his wife, to seize his wealth and occupy his valley!"

"Yun Zhonghe?!"

Upon hearing the man's self-identification, Mu Wanqing's expression changed drastically, and she immediately turned the short knife in her hand around.

"Yo ho!"

Yun Zhonghe chuckled and rubbed his hands together. "So, young lady, you've actually heard of me?"

"That would be even better!"

"Quickly take off your veil and let me see your face."

"Let's see if you're an ugly duckling or a celestial beauty?"

As he spoke, his triangular eyes kept darting around Mu Wanqing.

"you!"

Mu Wanqing's face immediately darkened. "If you want to see my face, you must first ask my husband."

"Oh?"

Upon hearing that this young woman was actually a married woman, Yun Zhonghe became even more agitated. "Who is your husband?"

"he!"

Mu Wanqing pointed at Chen Mo, "I once swore a poisonous oath that if any man saw my face, I would marry him if I didn't kill him."

“This man has already seen my face. I don’t want to kill him, so I have no choice but to marry him.”

Yun Zhonghe turned to look at Chen Mo, "Hahaha, so it's you, you little bald monk!"

"If you know what's good for you, get lost and don't stop me from enjoying the beauties!"

Chapter 42 The Four Evils

Before Yun Zhonghe could finish speaking, the sound of rustling footsteps came from the depths of the forest again.

"Fourth brother, you have a really good nose. You can smell a beauty's scent from this far away!"

A slightly languid, husky female voice rang out.

A man and a woman emerged from the mountains and forests.

The woman was quite beautiful, but she had three bloody marks on each cheek, giving her an indescribable air of ruthlessness.

She was dressed in red and was holding a swaddled baby in her arms. The baby's face was bluish-purple and it was silent, obviously having been dead for some time.

She is Ye Erniang, nicknamed "the one who commits all evil," and ranks second among the Four Evils.

They often snatch other people's children to play with, and then kill them afterward, just like ordinary people buying chickens, ducks, fish, and sheep at the market, picking out the best and fattest ones. It's chilling to even hear about.

Beside him was a burly man with a thick upper body and thin lower body.

His head was unusually large, his hair was a mess, his eyes were like copper bells, his nostrils were upturned, and his appearance was extremely ugly and fierce.

Holding an enormous pair of crocodile-mouth scissors, he was none other than Yue Laosan, the third of the Four Evils, a fierce and ruthless figure.

Ye Erniang glanced at Mu Wanqing, licked her lips, and smiled at Yun Zhonghe, "Tsk tsk, fourth brother, you've got some good luck."

"To find such a beauty in this desolate wilderness, it's a pity this young lady has fallen into your hands..."

Yun Zhonghe chuckled and pointed at Chen Mo: "If Second Sister is tempted, this little monk has delicate skin and tender flesh, perfect for you to pass the time!"

At this moment, Yue Laosan's eyes, as big as copper bells, were fixed on Mu Wanqing, and he suddenly shouted, "It's you! It's you, you little wench!"

"Did you kill Little Demon Sun Sanba?!"

Despite the overwhelming numbers of the opposing team, all of whom were notorious for their ruthlessness, Mu Wanqing showed no fear and coldly declared, "That's right, I killed them!"

"Okay!"

Yue Laosan roared, "Fourth brother, you can't have this little wench!"

"I will kill her to avenge my disciple!"

Upon hearing this, Yun Zhonghe's face darkened, and a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes.