The windows in the side hall are large and brightly lit.

Ouyang Yunyi's face had a very clear hideous look, and the knife in his hand shone with a cold glow, and stabbed Meng Fan in the chest......

But after a "click", his self-confidence followed the knife and shattered at the same time!

The sharp blade that covered his cultivation at the fourth level of Dixuan failed to pierce Meng Fan's body even a bit!

The shattered blade, like a shattered lens, clanged to the ground, reflecting the bright light with a hint of mockery.

"How...... How so?!"

Ouyang Yunyi's face was full of shock, and he was about to retreat, but he saw a fist rapidly grow in his field of vision, and smashed on his head with a bang, making his body like a falling cannonball, and slammed to the ground with a bang!

Sadly, it's still head-on-top!

Blood bloomed like a blooming flower!

"Oops!" Meng Fan rubbed his fists embarrassedly, "Ouyang Daoyou, are you okay?"

He was also a little surprised in his heart, since he had learned the spells of Ling Xuanzi's predecessors, his strength was much stronger than before!

"Meng Daoyou, I just joked with you, you really fight!"

Ouyang Yunyi sat up in a daze, his vision was all red, and everything he saw seemed to have been painted with a layer of red paint.

He raised his hand tremblingly and wiped a handful of blood on his face, but he couldn't erase the horror in his heart!

That knife can't pierce Meng Fan, it can be said that the skin is rough and the flesh is thick!

But he himself is the fourth level of Dixuan, how can he not withstand the punch that Meng Fan threw casually?

What realm is Meng Fan in now?

The punch just now, even if it is a strong person who slashes the sky, he has to weigh it!

Ouyang Yunyi took a breath in shock, feeling that his cultivation was already powerful enough, but he didn't expect Meng Fan to be a big step ahead of him, as if he was deliberately suppressing him.

"Meng Daoyou, is my injury very serious?"

Ouyang Yunyi sat on the ground, blood gushing out from a small hole in his forehead, looking like a human-shaped fountain, he covered it with his hand, and the blood flowed out from his fingers again, warm to the touch.

"It seems to be quite serious. Meng Fan walked up to Ouyang Yunyi and looked at it, and said apologetically, "Ouyang Daoyou, I originally thought you were joking, but I didn't expect you to really stab you, so I punched you as if I was conditioned, I really didn't mean to." ”

"I can't blame you for this, I missed it. ”

Ouyang Yunyi cried with a sad face, wanted to cry without tears, regretted that he couldn't stab Meng Fan to death, next time he must find a stronger knife, and strive to stab Meng Fan with a knife, and he can't die anymore!

Slowed down, Ouyang Yunyi saw that the blood was still bleeding, he was a little dizzy, and opened his pale lips: "Meng Daoyou, we can't fight again when we meet in the future, not to mention hurting the body, but also hurting peace, isn't it just a little thing like nail polish and sanitary napkins, I listen to you, by the way, do you have any bandages or something?"

Ouyang Yunyi's eyes were filled with tears: "If the blood continues to flow like this, I'm afraid I'll never see Meng Daoyou again in the future!"

"Ouyang Daoyou, it would be nice if you came a few days earlier!" Meng Fan pouted in embarrassment, "The Yuxian Sect has also been a little difficult recently, and there is a shortage of medical treatment, so you can cover it for a while! Maybe the wound will dry itself after a while." ”

"Did it myself...... Ouyang Yunyi rolled his eyelids, dizzy for a while, feeling that he couldn't wait any longer, when the blood dried up, he would also dry it as an adult, and this wound had been bleeding, maybe it was Meng Fan's ghost.

"I'm going to ask Miss Su Pei!"

Thinking that it was not Meng Fan who had the final say in the Yuxian faction, Ouyang Yunyi stood up weakly and staggered out, and when he walked through the threshold of the side hall, he almost tripped and fell, looking embarrassed, Meng Fan hurriedly went over and helped him.

Looking from behind, the two really look like a pair of hot-blooded brothers who share life and death, and the blood is dripping all over the ground.

In the banquet hall, it was a different scene.

"What a great aunt towel!"

"It's so absorbent!"

"It's just amazing!"

On the table next to the bald monk, there is a sanitary napkin in a dignified place, he is holding a teacup with a surprised face, pouring water on the sanitary napkin, the teacup is not big, it is not small, he has poured three cups, the sanitary napkin has not yet overflowed, touched the surface, still dry, can't help but exclaim!

Su Pei, who was sitting on the side, couldn't stand it anymore, and looked at the side with a red face and embarrassment, looking forward to Meng Fan coming back quickly and sending people away as soon as possible.

She's sitting here right now, it's really tormenting!

After a while, another incident happened that almost broke her down!

"Girl, do you know why this treasure is so comfortable on your head?" The bald monk looked at Su Pei very seriously.

"I don't know. Su Pei was not too rude, so she looked at the bald monk and said.

"It's because ......" the bald monk said, dipping his fingers in the sanitary napkin, putting it in his mouth, smashing it, smashing it, and said with a sense of accomplishment, "It's because there is mint in it!"

Su Pei suddenly felt a little unstable, and almost fell to the ground, hurriedly grabbed the armrest of the chair with her small hand, took a deep breath, and stabilized her body.

Fortunately, at this time, Meng Fan helped Ouyang Yunyi over, Su Peiru was amnesty, relieved, and at the same time a little surprised, why did Ouyang Yunyi's head bleed?

Could it be that the two of them really fought in the side hall?

"Hmm, Xiaoyi, what's wrong with your head?"

The bald monk saw that Ouyang Yunyi's head was bleeding, and asked with strong interest.

"No...... Accidentally bumped into it. ”

Ouyang Yunyi didn't dare to say that it was Meng Fan who beat him, but just said something casually.

In fact, he also had the heart to ask the bald monk to help him beat Meng Fan, but when he saw the bald monk's appearance at this time, he dispelled this idea, Meng Fan's sanitary napkin obviously made the bald monk happy!

If he said something inappropriate at this time, it is estimated that he will be the one who suffers!

Ouyang Yunyi, who was discouraged and bleeding, glanced at Su Pei and was about to open his mouth to borrow a bandage from Su Pei, but heard the bald monk say: "Xiaoyi, come on, I'll treat you, just blink an eye!"

"Thank you, senior!" Ouyang Yunyi knew that the bald monk was clever, and maybe he could really heal his injuries in an instant, so he hurriedly walked up to the bald monk and stretched his forehead over.

"Smack!"

With a wave of his hand, the bald monk put a sanitary napkin on his forehead!

Then something miraculous happened, and the blood stopped flowing down in an instant, as if the wound was healed in an instant!

Seeing this, Meng Fan's lips opened slightly, his expression was strange, and he was speechless for a while.

Su Pei is the same, feeling that her three views have been subverted, and everything is unreal.

"Senior, you...... Are you kidding me?" Ouyang Yunyi pursed his eyes, looked at the sanitary napkin on his forehead, and twitched his face, "Can I do without this thing......?"

"Xiaoyi, I know you're afraid of wasting such treasures, it's okay, let's just earn it back when we go back, just stick it! Look at me, don't I have a piece on my head!" The bald monk stood up, threw Ouyang Yunyi's backpack to Meng Fan, and said with some excitement, "Little brother Meng Fan, our business is just like this, continue to cooperate next time, uh...... Are there any big sects in this mountain? I want to take Xiaoyi around for a while. ”

Meng Fan smiled slightly when he heard this, and winked at Su Pei, Su Pei immediately understood, pointed in one direction and said: "Senior, there, in those eighteen mountains, there is an upper-level sect called the Nanwu Sect, which has an extremely deep heritage, where can you go for a walk, every piece of your treasure, it's no problem to ask them for a million!"

"Okay, Xiaoyi, let's go!" the bald monk nodded happily, carried a pack of sanitary napkins himself, and walked out.

"Meng Daoyou!" Ouyang Yunyi glanced at his backpack full of belongings very distressed, and said to Meng Fan word by word, "There will be a period later!"

After that, he carried a large bag of sanitary napkins, followed the bald monk, and walked quickly towards the mountain gate of the Yuxian faction.

"Meng Fan, there won't be any danger for the two of them to go to the Nanwu Sect, right?" Su Pei didn't know how powerful the bald monk was, and he was a little worried.

"The one who is in danger should be the Nan Wu faction. Meng Fan said meaningfully.

Along the way, the strange appearance of the bald monk and Ouyang Yunyi attracted all the disciples to stop and watch, pointing at them, talking in a whisper, and snickering from time to time!

A nun who occasionally passed by saw it and hurriedly ran away with a red face!

The bald monk didn't care at all, striding and tilting his head, looking very complacent.

Ouyang Yunyi lowered his head deeply, and he was about to fall into the dust.

Meng Fan and Su Pei followed behind all the way, trying to restrain themselves as much as possible, making their expressions look serious.

When he got out of the mountain gate, the bald monk suddenly turned his head, looked at Meng Fan, who was bidding him farewell, scratched his head, and said, "Meng Fan, I suddenly remembered what the little fairy asked me to give you, and she said that she ...... Miss you......"