The monk probably didn't expect Xiao Fan to answer like this, so he was stunned for a moment and said, "Shuai can't be degenerate." ”

"No, as long as you are handsome, you can do the right thing. Xiao Fan put his hands behind his back, looked up at the round moon in the sky, and there was a hint of melancholy in his voice: "Only handsome, it is wrong in itself." ”

The monk's eyebrows were very thick, so thick that they seemed to be drawn by an eyebrow pencil, and after hearing Xiao Fan's words, his thick eyebrows were tightly frowned together, and his eyes were blank.

After a few seconds, he suddenly smiled, his eyes bloomed, his hands were folded, and he saluted Xiao Fan: "The donor has profound Buddhist principles, and the poor monk admires it, and let me turn into a little thief first, and then talk to the donor." ”

After speaking, the monk continued to take steps, still not in a hurry, but after a few steps, he had disappeared in front of Xiao Fan's eyes.

"What happened in Xiqing City? Or is there something that attracts them? A thief, a monk, young age, and an innate realm, all appeared in Xiqing City...... And add Su Pujia, the unconscious saint...... After the Gu Wu Family Administration relaxed the restrictions, there really were all kinds of bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods......"

Xiao Fan frowned slightly, and there was a faint uneasiness in his heart, but he didn't have the slightest clue where this uneasiness came from.

After thinking for a moment, Xiao Fan ran quickly and chased after the monk.

The loss of internal energy is a big problem, and even the speed is at least two-thirds lower than before.

Fortunately, Xiao Fan didn't chase for long.

The young man in the black leotard seemed to be looking for something in the park, and after being caught up by the monk, the two immediately started a fight.

When Xiao Fan arrived, his internal strength was overflowing, his breath was amazing, and the two figures, one black and one white, were wonderful.

The young man in the tights did not use weapons, his legs were successful, and the monk did not use weapons, and his palm skills were amazing.

If the powerhouses of the Innate Realm are fighting, if they are not controlled, I am afraid that after the fight, there will be a mess all around, and the destructive power is no less than the explosion of a bomb.

The two of them obviously also knew that they couldn't attract attention, so they didn't let go.

But Rao is like this, Xiao Fan, who was hiding in the corner and looking around, still felt the strong wind blowing on his face, like a needle prick.

The battle between the two made Xiao Fan have a very intuitive feeling about the master of the innate realm, and he was faintly afraid, how did he have the courage to fight with Jun Wuhai at that time?

Fortunately, he was in a state of madness at that time, if it was under normal circumstances, Xiao Fan probably did not have the determination to fight to the death with Jun Wuhai at all, and he would not be able to create the myth of the triple destruction of the innate double in the future.

Looking carefully at the battle between the two, Xiao Fan compared it with himself.

If he hadn't lost his internal strength, Xiao Fan believed that he would not fall behind against any of these two people, and if he cooperated with the secret weapon of the Tang Sect, he would even be able to suppress it faintly.

But if the two of them are spoken, Xiao Fan will undoubtedly be defeated.

"In this way, the master is the most genius one. Xiao Fan was triumphant: "I'm only the day after tomorrow, when I break through the innate realm, won't I be able to beat all martial artists, invincible in the world?"

"Who!"

The young man in the tights suddenly shouted, and the monk and the monk were like a heart, and after they retreated, their eyes locked directly on Xiao Fan's hiding place.

Xiao Fan shrugged his shoulders, how keen the martial artist's perception was, he knew very well that since people had found out, there was no point in hiding again, as for escaping, Xiao Fan didn't think about it.

Let's not talk about whether you can escape or not, unless you have to, the desperate killing will not escape, this is the dignity of being a killing god.

"Is that you?"

When Xiao Fan walked out from behind the rockery, the young man in the tights showed an angry look on his face, looked sideways at the monk, and said, "Fake monk, can I kill him first?"

"Thief donor, how can you prescribe the killing ring in vain?" The monk's face was solemn: "This benefactor has profound Buddhist principles, and I have a relationship with my Buddha, and I plan to temper him, the thief donor, you are a thief, you can steal things, how can you kill?"

"Paralyzed! Fake monk, don't you speak in this tone, okay? You are not Tang Seng! You don't need to learn scriptures!" The young man in the tights went crazy, shook his head vigorously, and countless droplets of water swayed on his wet hair, shaking the monk's face.

"Amitabha, the thief benefactor, if you throw the water indiscriminately, the poor monk will be angry. The monk smiled.

The teeth of the young man in the tights creaked, and his heart was full of depression, but he didn't know what words to use to express it.

"Who the hell are you two, what are you doing in my territory, and if you don't make it clear, I'm going to have someone mess with you. "Xiao Fan is obviously the weakest now, but his momentum can't be lost, and he looks like the boss of a certain force with a fierce face.

"Amitabha, donor, you have to mess with him, don't mess with me. Poor monks are good people. The monk had no sorrow or joy, and looked at Xiao Fandao with an inexplicable smile.

The corners of Xiao Fan's mouth twitched, this guy knew at a glance that he was not a serious monk.

"Lao Tzu is also a good person! He has always robbed the rich and helped the poor. The young man in the tights sat on the railing, took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, and when he opened it, he found that it was completely soaked, and there was still water in the cigarette case, so he threw the cigarette case out of the way.

Xiao Fan took out a cigarette, handed one to the young man in the tights, and threw the lighter over.

The two lit cigarettes together and smoked the clouds.

"Smoking is harmful to health, don't smoke in public places, second-hand smoke is more harmful, you poison poor monks, this kind of behavior is very depraved. ”

After the monk complained, he asked: "Thief benefactor, what kind of robbery is it that you have stolen eighteen families in the past three days, and all the money and property have been used to prostitute twenty-two women?"

Xiao Fan's eyes froze, and he couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

Twenty-two in three days, this product is very experienced, and it can be exchanged and discussed technically.

The young man in the tights looked at Xiao Fan's surprised gaze, his face turned red, and then he said with a straight face: "Why didn't I rob the rich and help the poor? Those women came out to do business, why? Because they were poor! I patronized their business, solved their poverty problem, and preached the outlook on life and values of 'one point for one point and one point for return', leading them to know how to eat with their own abilities and get rid of poverty and become rich! This is the real way to help the poor, after all, it is better to teach people to fish than to teach them to fish, you know this truth, right?"

Xiao Fan couldn't help but want to applaud.

The young man in the tights was so right that he couldn't find anything wrong with it at all, Xiao Fan suddenly had a sense of intimacy with this young man, it was the joy of meeting the same kind.

The monk shook his head and said, "Thief benefactor, although I agree with your point of view, the poor monk still wants to temper you. It's not right to steal, there's no end to the sea of suffering, turn back to the shore, don't be obsessed with it anymore. ”

"When I steal eighteen more and make up thirty-six, I won't steal. The young man in the tights took out a piece of paper from his pocket and unfolded it as he spoke, but in an instant, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

There was a lot of handwriting written on that piece of paper, but it was blurry because it was soaked with water.

The monk shook his head again: "One step forward is the cliff, thief donor, you hurry up and rein in the horse!"

"I'm happy Nimal wall!"

The young man in the tights roared angrily, his eyes began to redden, and he stretched out his hand and pointed at Xiao Fan and said angrily: "When Lao Tzu kills him, he will be happy!"

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