[Sword Three + Tianlong] Tangmen Zhengtai

Mi Fan was dragged by Qiao Feng all the way to the door of the temporary residence Shaolin had prepared for them: "Huh? Why did we run away? We didn't do anything wrong."

"..." Qiao Feng almost wanted to kneel down for her, isn't it a crime to beat her up like that?You don't know what will happen if you leave her there again, it's better to take her away, "You go back to the house first, I'll go to Brother Huo to apologize for you."

"What are you apologizing for? Isn't it just an ordinary sparring session? It's a tradition for beggars to milk milk, do you know the tradition!" Mi Fan waved his arms and resisted Qiao Feng who wanted to push her into the house, "Don't put me Lock it up, you'll be suffocated to death, it'll be... ah, bad." With the disappearance of her voice, her resistance movement stopped suddenly, and the unsuspecting Qiao Feng pushed her and fell into a pile.

Although Mi Fan didn't care about it himself, Qiao Feng still remembered that she was a woman. He quickly jumped up, took a few steps back and pressed his whole body against the wall: "I... I didn't mean it!"

Mi Fan stared at his bed, nodded slowly with straight eyes: "I know you are not a prodigal son, you don't have to worry about it. What I am worried about is..." With a wave of his slender arm, he pointed at the woman with closed eyes on the bed. Little novice monk, "I forgot about this stuff ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

So now comes the problem.

What should I do if a strange man other than myself appears on the bed of the person I like?urgent!Wait online!

It was naturally impossible for Qiao Feng to take out the cell phone *altar, he did not do anything impulsive, all thanks to the warrior's good eyesight, almost at the same moment of astonishment, he found that the little novice's face was pale and his breathing sound It was also extremely weak, probably because it was supported by something so it didn't die immediately: "What's going on here?"

Annoyingly scratching his long hair that was not tied into a ponytail, Mi Fan grabbed the novice's jaw and threw a high-grade longevity pill into his mouth, then lifted his chin and forced him to swallow it: "This thing can save his life for a while. You're welcome, sit down." After briefly explaining to Qiao Feng, she also sat on the edge of the bed before continuing, "You know that Huo Guo and I drank at Xiaoyue's place last night. I saw him stealthily putting a cloth bag into his pocket, and after yelling at him, he actually wanted to hit me, so I fought back." The tone was aggrieved, "At least you have to have some foundation to dare to shoot? Who? Knowing how weak he is, I'm only hitting with [-]% of my strength, and only [-]% of my strength! He's just so half-dead."

"...Do you know what he is hiding?" Qiao Feng has a headache, why is he such a brat as an adult!You are so mean, did your master make it, did she make it!If you continue to clean up the mess like this, you will definitely age prematurely!

Mi Fan shook his head honestly: "I don't know, but we can take a look." As she spoke, she stretched out her magic claws to the little novice, not even giving Qiao Feng the slightest chance to stop him. Pulled out a khaki cloth bag, "This is it, it looks like a book."

Qiao Feng looked at the homespun bag in his hand, then at Mi Fan's hand still pressing on the novice's chest, and decided to pretend he didn't see anything. If he was with this woman and cared about everything, he would be pissed off sooner or later. .Unlocking the cloth bag, there was indeed a book, which looked very thin and ordinary, but the three words on the cover almost dazzled his eyes: "It's actually the Yi Jin Jing... This is the untold secret of Shaolin. ah."

Contrary to Qiao Feng's excitement, Mi Fan, who was born in the Tang Dynasty where the monks of the Book of Changes ran all over the place, did not feel that the basic mentality of a school is such a precious thing. It's useless to give her.

"Hey, I also found another interesting thing." Mi Fan's claws had shifted from the novice's chest to his head, "Why do you think, as a Shaolin disciple, he wanted to steal books?"

"Betrayal, or spies? The world's martial arts came from Shaolin, and there are countless Xiaoxiao who want to steal Shaolin martial arts, but no one has succeeded." Qiao Feng stroked the slightly rough cover with his hands, his expression unpredictable, "Unexpected There is really someone who can steal the scriptures from that powerful man in the Sutra Pavilion, it must be someone beyond the human eye."

"Don't praise her, she's probably only proficient in the art of disguise." He took a rag from the table, dipped it in tea and wiped it on the novice's face, "Look, the human skin mask, It won’t stick tightly when it’s wet.” Then he peeled it off along the forehead with different skin colors, and under the headgear of unknown material was coiled long black hair, “I’m a woman, so I have to hide a lot of hair , It's really embarrassing for her. Take a closer look, does she look familiar?"

After Qiao Feng knew she was a girl, he didn't dare to look at her, but he had no choice but to follow Mi Fan's orders, so he had to lower his head and look at this girl carefully—the face was indeed familiar, and there was some gracefulness in the eyes of the south of the Yangtze River. completely different genre.

He was racking his brains to remember when he met him, when Mi Fan suddenly slapped his thigh: "I remembered, when we were in Xingzilin, she also talked to you, is it A'Zhu or A'Bi?"

Speaking of Xingzilin, Qiao Feng also thought of it: "Maybe it's Ah Zhu?" It's more troublesome to get to know each other than not to know each other at a time like this, so he couldn't help but feel a little worried, "The Yi Jin Jing must be returned, but she once did it for her. I'm in the early stage, so I can't leave it alone."

"What's this little injury, there's Huo Guo."

"You beat him so badly just now..." Qiao Feng couldn't help reminding Mi Fan to pay attention to her previous atrocities.

"Uh... I'll go and see how he's doing."

"Don't worry about it, I'm fine." Huo Guo with a gloomy face was supported by the young monk Xu Zhu and stood at the door of Mi Fan's room, with a distorted smile on his bruised face, "The spanking just now was really cool. It's been a long time since I pumped milk, right?"

Mi Fan's expression should be as embarrassing as possible, and his hands and fingers are twisted together: "What, Du Ge, I'm sorry for you, I was wrong, I was really wrong, please forgive me?"

"If an apology is useful, why do you need a plan? Isn't your gang of beggars very powerful? Go and cure him, the wine fairy laughs and is drunk." Huo Guo sneered and turned the insect flute, and brushed himself a gang After cooling down the breath Gu, his Uncle Huo had never been beaten so badly on the battlefield. Today, this Liang Zijie has a big blow!

Without hesitation, Qiao Feng pulled Mi Fan behind him who wanted to push back: "Mi Fan is a bit indifferent. Brother Huo, for the sake of her being a woman, don't be familiar with her. Human life is at stake. Miss A'Zhu is in a critical condition, please help her."

The obvious retaliation was reflected in Huo Guo's eyes, and it hurt his heart: "In other words, I should suffer this beating for nothing, just because the person who beat me was a woman? I've never heard such a truth! "Once upon a time, there was a figure who would stand in front of him all the time, but that person would never come back again, "I don't care what you think of me, but the words of the master will be left here today, you live her to death, She wants you to die, and wants me to save this person with empty words? Do it! No! Come!"

Mi Fan also became angry: "You are so small, are you really a man? Okay, you save her, you save her, I will kill myself in front of you now..."

"Mi Fan!" The ear-sore roar interrupted Mi Fan's impulsiveness, and Qiao Feng pressed him against the wall regardless of the presence of others, "Don't let me hear from you again. I won't allow anything like that."

The back bumped against the hard wall was painful, but Mi Fan didn't care about it. She was already frightened by Qiao Feng's sudden outburst: "Brother Qiao...you..."

"Promise me!" The hand holding Mi Fan's collar didn't relax a little bit, and he stared at her with round and menacing eyes.

"Heh, this is what you call benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and faith." Huo Guo lowered his eyes, not knowing whether he was mocking Qiaomi or talking to himself, "It's different when encountering this kind of thing or choosing to abandon others."

The little monk Xu Zhu who kept silent in front of Huo Guo's human crutch couldn't help but say: "Benefactor Huo, are you alright?"

I didn't want to pay attention to him at first, after all, in this face-seeking world, I don't tolerate such an ugly boy like Xu Zhu, who has a flat nose, wide mouth and protruding ears, but when I saw the sincere worry in his eyes, the anger in my heart started for some reason. Xie Xingzhi: "I'm fine, it's them who are not good. Xu Zhu, I still need to trouble you to send me back to the bedroom, it's really inconvenient for me to be alone."

Little monk Xu Zhu nodded repeatedly, his shy smile brought out two dimples: "Don't worry, benefactor, I will send you back."

"Then, let's go." Holding Xu Zhu's hand, he wanted to turn around, but he didn't expect him to take a step, "Why?"

"Huo benefactor, I also know that these two people are sorry for you, but the one on the bed is innocent." Xu Zhu looked at the person who was lying flat on Mi Fan's bed, and put his hands together, "Save someone's life." Sheng built a seven-level pagoda, please benefactor..."

Looking back at Xu Zhu's expression, Huo Guo couldn't find any other emotions except sympathy and pity, Huo Guo couldn't help being curious: "Do you know her?"

Blinking his eyes, Xu Zhu honestly shook his head: "I'm a pure cultivator, how can I know a female guest. However, God has the virtue of being good at life, so a benefactor should have learned the sincerity of a great doctor when he is practicing medicine?"

Sincere doctor?Huo Guo raised his eyebrows: "What a coincidence, I have never learned it." It is not a lie to only read the manuscript from Qin Shige during the spare time of treating the wounded, "I don't want to treat her, but you can help me what?"

"Of course Xu Zhu has nothing to do with the benefactor, he can only go to the Buddha to pray for the female benefactor."

"Hmph, you are honest. Well, for your sake." He casually flung a sage Zhitian over, "That person won't die in ten days or half a month, and any kind of doctor can be found after such a long time." Yes. Can you take me back to my room now, little monk with overflowing sympathy?"

Xu Zhu was so happy that the corners of his mouth almost reached his ears: "The benefactor really has a kind heart, Xu Zhu thanked the benefactor for him!"

"If you really want to thank me so much, why don't you call me 'donor and benefactor'?"

"Huh?" Xu Zhu was stunned.

"Pfft, how can you be so dumb." Stretched out the other hand and pinched the little monk's fleshy cheek, "Let me think... how about calling me Aho? Come on, call me to listen. "

"This……"

"Call or not, huh?" Huo Guo took advantage of the fact that the little monk had to help him and couldn't stay away, and moved closer, "If you don't listen, I will kiss you."

I don't know whether he was ashamed or pinched, the little monk blushed to the base of his neck: "Huo Shi... Ah Huo, please don't do this."

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