More people doesn't mean more power, but sometimes there are too many people, and you really don't have a problem.

The gray-robed envoy didn't know what big move he used, his momentum was like a rainbow, and his strength was amazing, and he once let the monk and Mei avoid his edge in three steps, and he could only rely on his light skills to maneuver with him.

But when a pebble suddenly smashed on his head, the gray-robed envoy was a little confused.

The battle of masters is a battle of dignity, and it is extremely immoral to say that one fight two will be one fight and two fights, and outsiders will never be allowed to intervene halfway.

Smack!

The gray robe made him stunned, and another pebble hit his head, and there was a sharp pain, coming from his head, and a large bag came out at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Vertical Zier dare?" the gray-robed envoy was furious, and his eyes full of murderous intent were fixed on Xiao Fan.

Bang!

The third pebble is in the center of the eyebrow.

"I'm angry, I'm angry!ahhh

The gray-robed envoy went crazy and strode towards Xiao Fan's side.

"Amitabha, please stay at the donor, you go to kill him, and I will go to the female donor. The monk smiled.

"That's a good idea, fake monk, you're really an old driver, I like it!" Mei Sanbu laughed.

The gray robe made his complexion change greatly, and he did not dare to take a step forward.

The saint's heart is damaged, she can't use her internal strength, it's okay to deal with ordinary people, but it's impossible to deal with the monk and Mei Sanbu.

Once he goes to clean up Xiao Fan, even if he kills Xiao Fan in the shortest possible time, the monk and Mei Sanbu can't control the saint?

These people are obviously together, if he kills Xiao Fan and causes the two monks to be born from the guts, what if the holy daughter is buried with Xiao Fan?

In a fit of rage, the gray-robed envoy once again met Mei Sanbu and the two of them and began to fight hard.

Xiao Fan was carefree, and the stone was thrown happily and happily.

"Mu Yuanxin also showed you, right? The essence of the Tangmen's secret weapon lies in trickery and strength, you see. Xiao Fan said, throwing a stone at the head of the gray robe.

"Eyesight and hand power need to be synchronized to be able to point where to hit. You see. A pebble slammed into the head of the grey-robed angel.

"The secret weapon of the Tang Sect is really powerful, even if there is no internal strength, as long as the technique is in place, it can also cause damage, you see. Another pebble fell on the head of the grey-robed man.

The gray robe became a target, Xiao Fan worked hard to teach, Mu Xiaoxuan nodded again and again, listened carefully, and his face was full of excitement.

"Why do you smash his head no matter what?" Mu Xiaoxuan couldn't help but ask suspiciously when he saw that the gray-robed envoy was about to become a Buddha.

"After all, it's a fight now, and it doesn't hurt so much to throw it elsewhere. Xiao Fan said.

Mu Xiaoxuan suddenly realized, nodded, and began to try to throw stones by himself.

The three of them fought to death, and the two in the back threw stones happily, occasionally accidentally injured, causing a round of screams and angry scolding.

"Ahhh

The gray robe made his head full of bags, all of which were smashed by Xiao Fan.

Although it was not fatal, it was very painful, and the pain made him cry and want to cry.

was beaten as a target, but he couldn't fight back, and he had the heart to fight hard with the monks, but these two people were unwilling to fight with him with their light skills.

Even if they are occasionally forced to fight, the two monks are the masters who refuse to suffer, and if they are injured, they will also make the gray robe injured.

The most painful thing is that Xiao Fan's interference is too hateful, in terms of hatred value, Xiao Fan is ten times more than the monk and the two combined, if it weren't for the monk and Mei's three steps to contain him, the gray-robed envoy would have killed Xiao Fan 100,000 times.

"Grey-robed envoy, come back, count them lucky this time, and wait until I return to the Temple of Our Lady to heal my wounds, and then come to take revenge. Seeing the blue nose and swollen face of the gray robe, the saint finally moved her heart of compassion and shouted.

"Obey!" the gray-robed envoy retreated without hesitation, feeling aggrieved.

A strong man at the peak of the congenital double, but he was so aggrieved by a few young boys, he felt that he had lived to a dog all these years.

The Central Plains is a sad place, and when he returns to western Tibet, he is not ready to come again.

"Amitabha, the holy benefactor, it's better to sleep and then leave, my Buddha is merciful, and the little monk can heal you. The monk folded his hands and looked at the saint with a smile, his eyes flashing with anger.

Don't look at this monk who has always been calm and never seems to be angry, but since he can be regarded by Xiao Fan as the same kind, how can he be an open-minded person?

The difference between the monk and Mei Sanbu is only that Mei Sanbu laughs and scolds on the surface, while the monk hides deeper, hiding needles in the cotton and knives in the smile, a typical black-bellied man.

"It's just, don't be in a hurry to leave, it makes us look like we're very unqualified. I can invite you to eat, take a bath, rub outside, poke and poke inside......" Mei Sanbu smiled fiercely, his injuries were by no means light, and after a few fights with the gray-robed envoy, his meridians were somewhat damaged.

"Don't be like this, people are guests from afar, and it's not good to be too enthusiastic. Xiao Fan smiled and said: "The gray robe envoy will not keep you, the holy woman will stay and we will exchange feelings and do some things we love to do." ”

The saint's face was no different from the bottom of the pot, she looked at Xiao Fan and the three of them deeply, and said sharply: "I swear, if I don't kill the four of you in this life, I will never be the master of the Holy Mother Temple!"

Mu Xiaoxuan jumped to his feet and spit: "Paralysis, what's the matter with me?

Xiao Fan and the three of them did not leave the strength of the gray-robed envoy, and it was okay to tease them, the gray-robed envoy left quickly with the holy maiden, and they all tacitly did not chase after it.

"The two scratching goods, screaming so fiercely, why don't they chase after them when they run away?" Mei Sanbu looked at the monk and Xiao Fan with contempt.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate, and the female benefactor will not let me snap, and I will not force it. ”

Xiao Fan watched the figures of the gray-robed envoy and the saint disappear, took a deep breath, and grinned at the monk and Mei Sanbu: "You two are not lightly injured, it is better to go back with me to heal well." ”

"Is the donor rich?"

"Do you have any beautiful women?"

The two looked at Xiao Fan blankly.

"Yes, both. Xiao Fan grinned, and said silently in his heart: "But it's all from the master, and it has nothing to do with you." ”

Stepping on the morning sun, the four of them left the park where they could pick up money and girls, took a taxi, and went straight to the villa.

It was already ten o'clock in the morning, and in Lin Xia's company, the corners of Chen Moyan's eyes jumped wildly: "Damn! This Xiao Fan skipped work again! How can I explain to Mr. Lin?"

Xiao Fan, who was worried about Chen Moyan, sneezed, but the two next to him opened their mouths wide.

The villa under the sun is shrouded in golden light, beautiful, revealing a very high style and taste, which shows that this is the quality of life that only a person should have.

"Amitabha, donor, let's be friends. The monk's eyes were shining, and he touched everywhere, and he saw that the black pupils looked vigilant, like a thief.

Mei Sanbu's ears were very pointed, and she vaguely heard the sound of laughter, and when she walked quickly to the window to look, she saw Lin Ruoxue and Su Zixuan playing in the pool, wearing a long skirt, and Su Pujia with an expressionless face sitting on the side drinking tea.

"Three...... Three-three...... Three stunning!"

Mei Sanbu's eyes lit up, looked at Xiao Fan seriously, and said, "I have made up your friend!"

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