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The successor of the sage, how to do it, you can do it yourself. " Paused for a moment, "I'm tired, you go out." "

Tong Xin looked at Master Juewu's face full of vicissitudes, and said: "Master, I have tried so hard to tease you and bring you back to life, but I didn't want you to throw a burden on me and drive back to the west without any worries. go."

Master Jue Wu was taken aback for a moment, it turned out that the child had sensed it early in the morning, and he really couldn't be fooled by the child.Ju Wu's eyes couldn't help getting wet, and he wiped the corners of his eyes secretly, "Go, go, as a teacher... I know."

That day Tong Xin was busy all day, and Duan Junheng was also very busy because of Master Ben Ming's sudden critical illness, so he returned to his room very late.

Duan Junheng dragged his body exhausted and pushed open the door, and saw Tong Xin laying on the bed in various poses to look cute, all he missed was hanging a sign around his neck—Know how cute, know how to warm the bed, and beg for support.

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Seeing that Duan Junheng didn't respond, Tong Xin decided to come up with a trick.

Turned around and fiddled for a while, then turned around to show Duan Junheng.

"Isn't it cute?" Tong Xin asked.

Duan Junheng looked at the things on Tong Xin's head and then at him. After comparing them, he told him with certainty, "It's cute."

Tong Xin was immediately shy, "It's so cute, it makes people want to kiss Fangze. Brother, if you want to kiss, come and kiss, don't be polite."

Duan Junheng raised his eyebrows, "...what if I want to crush you?"

"...We haven't gotten to know each other that well yet, so let's be more polite."

"..."

Tong Xin froze immediately, "It seems that Feng Qiuhuang is useless."

The corner of Duan Junheng's mouth twitched, "Put a chicken on your head and call it Fengqiuhuang?"

Tong Xin took the chicken off his head and showed it to Duan Junheng, "Senior Brother, don't underestimate Feng Qiuhuang."

Duan Junheng pointed to the chicken, "It's called Fengqiuhuang?"

Tong Xin blinked, "Brother, don't you like this name? Then I'll change it again." After meeting the chicken, "I feel slightly sad and droop my eyebrows."

"..."

Drooping sadness?Duan Junheng suddenly felt that Mingmei's sadness was weak.

Tong Xin had a flash of inspiration, "It's time to lower your brows." (Brows:... Can I blow him away?)

Duan Junheng looked serious, "It's just a turkey, just let it go."

Tong Xin said miserably to Turkey: "Brother, you don't have to beat around the bush like this. I know this means rejecting me again, and I'm a broken shoe again."

turkey:"……"

Duan Junheng: "..."

Tong Xin seriously suggested to Turkey: "Let's peek at Liangliang taking a bath and destroy their reputation."

Duan Junheng: "..."

Seeing Tong Xin dabbing rouge and powder on his face for a while, he didn't know what it meant, and then he went out with the turkey in his arms.

After a while, screams came from the stream where the brothers and sisters usually take a bath, and Xu Zizhou's voice was the most abrupt, "Ah...how could there be a woman?"

Duan Junheng rubbed his temple, which was throbbing with pain, and went to find the culprit.

But as soon as he arrived at the place, he ran into Xu Zizhou who was panicked and naked.

Duan Junheng: "..."

Xu Zizhou: "..."

It took Xu Zizhou a long time to react, "Ah...how could there be a man?"

"..." Some women call it, and some men call it too. Could it be that a transvestite doesn't call it?

"Don't worry, you are still innocent." Duan Junheng crossed Xu Zizhou without stopping, and continued to look for the culprit.

Xu Zizhou: "..."

Right at the Jianshui, a group of bald heads huddled together in horror. They felt that they wanted to cover their chests, buttocks, and their bottoms. They didn't know where to cover them for a while.

At the critical moment, Tong Xin taught them, "It's so stupid, of course I covered my face, it's the same below."

Everyone: "..." It really is brilliant.

Everyone covered their faces, all of them were frank.

Only then did someone react, "Master... Master Uncle?"

At this moment, a black shadow flashed by, and Tong Xin disappeared.

Back in the dormitory, Duan Junheng threw Tong Xin onto the kang and said sharply, "Go and wash my face."

Tong Xin angrily wrung out a towel, wiped it on his face, and it was over.

"Lift your face up." Duan Junheng said again.

Just as Tong Xin raised his face to check with Duan Junheng, Duan Junheng leaned over and kissed him lightly on the face.

It was so sudden that Tong Xin felt it gone before he had time, but it wasn't enough, "This time I'm going to pretend to be an old widow to peek at the abbot taking a bath."

"..."

Holding Tong Xin's collar behind him, Duan Junheng brought him back from the door, "Du Zui."

Tong Xin pouted obediently.

"Close your eyes." Duan Junheng said again.

Tong Xin closed her eyes tightly, focusing all her feelings on her lips.

Waiting and waiting, suddenly felt a peck on the lips, opened his eyes suddenly, but met a chicken beak.

Tong Xin: "..."

turkey:"……"

Duan Junheng laughed until his waist was bent.

Tong Xin was so angry that he yelled, "I want to take revenge on the society." That voice almost overturned Xilaitang.

Duan Junheng quickly hugged him and coaxed him, "Shh..."

But Tong Xin twisted like a loach, and he refused to settle down no matter what, "I want to steal all the papyrus from Shaoyi's nunnery at the foot of the mountain."

Duan Junheng: "..."

In the end, there was really no way out, Duan Junheng could only seal it with a kiss.

Although Duan Junheng is in his late twenties, he has been by Master Benming's side since he was a child. He is pure-hearted and ascetic. He only knows about the relationship between men and women, and has no actual combat experience at all, so this is more like gnawing than kissing.

When the four lips touched, Duan Junheng almost bumped into each other, their front teeth collided, and they really didn't feel anything except pain.

Just as Duan Junheng was about to leave, Tong Xin wrapped his arms around his neck.

When Duan Junheng was about to open his mouth to speak, Tong Xin's tongue took advantage of it like a small snake.

Duan Junheng felt a burst of warmth and humidity entering his mouth, and was so surprised that he forgot to react.

I didn't expect to kiss like this.

This was Duan Junheng's first feeling.

Just when he thought that Tong Xin would mess around in his mouth and bite Tong Xin's tongue, he felt the tip of his tongue being gently touched.

It's like two curious little beasts testing each other.

This feeling made Duan Junheng involuntarily look forward to it.

But what to expect, he didn't know.

Tong Xin was also cunning, so he teased the other party lightly, and then retracted when the other party wanted to go further, which made Duan Junheng very disappointed.

After several times, Duan Junheng's instinct was finally aroused. When Tong Xin wanted to repeat the old trick again, he took the initiative to attack and invade the opponent's mouth, making the opponent's uvula irreversible.

Then, like a beast that has finally caught its prey, it wraps around, sucks and gnaws lightly, unable to stop.

This thunderous kiss made the breath of the two of them unstable.

Duan Junheng moved away from Tong Xin's lips, and a thin silver thread connected them.

Tong Xin rested for a while, babbled, "I want more."

Duan Junheng's eyes were a little more favored, but he just pecked Tong Xin's mouth.

How could Tong Xin do this? This time, he no longer teased Duan Junheng's tongue, but lightly licked Duan Junheng's palate like a feather.

Another new touch.

Duan Junheng's whole body trembled, and there was an itchy sensation on the palate, and he wanted Tong Xin to lick it hard, but Tong Xin tried hard to understand the itch, and felt uncomfortable again, and hoped that Tong Xin would lighten it up.

In such a contradictory mood, Duan Junheng learned how to tease Tong Xin again, and with a great momentum, he licked and kissed Tong Xin and let out endless whimpers.

It was only later that Duan Junheng discovered that it was actually a disgusting thing to have such intertwined lips and tongues, and the melting of the mouth, but every time he thought about it, he didn't feel disgusted, and he still missed it faintly.

And once he thought that the other party was not Tong Xin, his nausea began to overwhelm him, making him want to vomit.

Early the next morning, Tong Xin and Duan Junheng were called by the host to the abbot's courtyard.

Tong Xin originally thought that the host was going to reprimand him for killing a bunch of people last night, but he didn’t expect that in the main room of the abbot’s courtyard, besides the host, there were also four chiefs, eight deacons, masters of enlightenment, and masters of enlightenment. Even the Halalist is there.

Tong Xin became alert immediately, laying on the outside of the door frame, poking out one eye to look inside, "Even if it's a criticism, it doesn't take so many people."

Master Jue Wu waved to Tong Xin, "Xiao Xin, come here."

Tong Xin said: "You promised to fight only with words and not with martial arts, so I will come in."

Duan Junheng: "..." Pushed Tong Xin from behind.

Tong Xin staggered in.

After the abbot declared the Buddha's name, he said: "There is a half-remnant picture in the martial arts forest. It is rumored that it is the hiding place of the peerless martial arts."

"But it's actually where Miaozhen Yinzong is located, right?" Tong Xin said indifferently.

"Buddha of Infinite Life." Master Guanqing sighed, "Exactly."

The abbot continued: "Because of this remnant picture, it was just a small conflict between the sects at first, and then it gradually turned into a hostile fight, and now the rivers and lakes are bloody."

Tong Xin has nothing to do with himself, "Anyone with a discerning eye can see this, someone must have provoked it, otherwise how could it have gotten worse."

"That's right." The abbot nodded, "That's why Master Miaozhen joined forces with my five sects of Shaolin, Wudang, Emei, Huashan, and the Beggars' Gang to issue martial arts posts and hold a martial arts conference. First, to resolve the disputes among the various factions, and second, to find out who Come behind the scenes."

Hearing what the abbot said, Tong Xin had a bad premonition that he was about to be beaten with a club.

The abbot felt compassionate, "If this matter is not handled properly, I'm afraid it will be a catastrophe in the martial arts world."

All the monks: "Amitabha."

The abbot raised his eyes and looked at Tong Xin quietly, Tong Xin secretly said that it was not good, here he is.

"Not only that, but if the place where the formation is located is exposed, I'm afraid there will be endless troubles." The abbot looked pessimistic, "So this time