After Elder Xuyun left, because Yang Qian needed to go back to the residence of the outer gate to clean up, and by the way to say goodbye to Zhang Baowen and others, Yang Hu sent Yang Qian to the outside of the inner gate, agreed on a time, and the two also separated and went to their respective residences. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this time, the sun is in the middle of the sky, and the scorching sun makes people a little anxious.

Yang Qian walked slowly on the way back, thinking about what had happened today. Suddenly, Yang Qian was keenly aware that someone was following him all the way behind him.

Yang Qian's brows furrowed slightly, but he didn't stop, as if nothing had happened, and continued to walk slowly.

After about a stick of incense, I walked to a remote and uninhabited place.

Yang Qian was about to expose the person who was following him, but he didn't expect that person to take the initiative to jump out, and with a sweep of his figure, he blocked in front of Yang Qian.

Yang Qian raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at the person blocking the way, and couldn't help but laugh in his heart.

The man was tall and thin, with a sallow complexion, and looked a little malnourished. A big man, but with a pair of peach blossom eyes, infinitely obscene.

Glancing at the man, he seemed to be unusually weak, as if the wind could blow him down.

"Who are you?" Yang Qian asked calmly.

The man's eyes widened and he pretended to be fierce. But in Yang Qian's eyes, his fierceness was a little ridiculous.

I only listened to the man: "Hmph, arrogant outer door boy, obediently hand over the Qiankun bag, otherwise don't blame Senior Brother Fuji for being polite!" ”

Ga!

Yang Qian reached out and touched the Qiankun bag on his waist, he didn't expect that this lewd man would actually fall in love with his Qiankun bag. Yang Qian smiled bitterly in his heart, during this period of time, he didn't expect that Qiankun Bag would be jealous of others.

Yang Qian was still very calm, and said lightly: "No-two? As he spoke, Yang Qian glanced at Fuji again, and said in his heart: This appearance is indeed unique, and it is completely worthy of the word Fuji.

In Fuji's expectation, an outer disciple would obediently hand over the Qiankun bag when he encountered an inner senior brother, but Yang Qian didn't care about it, which made Fuji very angry.

"Stinky boy, that's not the point! The point is, hurry up and hand over the bag, don't grind! Fuji's expression was even more fierce, and his eyes were angry, but no matter how he stared at those peach blossom eyes, he couldn't show a bit of fierceness.

Yang Qian was amused by this, and said, "If you want the Qiankun bag, take it yourself." ”

encountered the robbery halfway, but Yang Qian couldn't be angry at all, because this so-called senior brother was robbing, but he didn't look like he was robbing at all.

Perhaps irritated by Yang Qian's indifferent appearance, Fuji's face changed slightly, and he said, "Take it yourself, you kid asked for it!" ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw that Fuji's figure flashed, and he arrived in front of Yang Qian, and his palm reached out, and he took the Qiankun bag on Yang Qian's waist.

Although Yang Qian was not angry at this time, it did not mean that he had to do anything wrong.

When Fuji was about to touch the Qiankun bag, Yang Qian used his lightning hand, the last hair came first, clasped Fuji's wrist, his arm shook, and a surging spiritual power exploded instantly, shaking Fuji back a few steps.

"Good boy, there are two hits." was shocked by Yang Qian, and Fuji was quite surprised. But after all, Yang Qian was wearing the clothes of an outer disciple, and although he was surprised, he didn't take Yang Qian seriously.

Fuji smiled obscenely, and the soles of his feet slammed the ground, shooting towards Yang Qian like arrows.

"So fast!" Yang Qian's brows furrowed. I didn't expect that this obscene person in front of him actually had the sevenfold cultivation of a martial artist, so it was no wonder that he dared to rob Yang Qian.

But at the same time, Yang Qian also felt strange, since Fuji was already a seven-fold martial artist, he would not be treated badly in the inner gate, right? A small Qiankun bag will be provided to the inner disciples, why did you take a fancy to his Qiankun bag?

While thinking about it, Fuji had already arrived in front of him, and Yang Qian didn't dare to be careless. He stepped away, his body was slightly on one side, and he dodged it.

However, Fuji was unrelenting, one move was as fast as a move, and the two peach blossom eyes stared greedily at the Qiankun bag on Yang Qian's waist.

Yang Qian didn't want to be entangled with Fuji anymore, his spiritual power was transported to his palm, his wrist flipped, and he buckled the meridians of Fuji, and between pushing and sending, Fuji only felt that his body was light, and the whole person flew out upside down and fell to the ground with a bang.

After doing all this, Yang Qian didn't look at Fuji, walked past Fuji, and walked towards the outer gate accommodation area.

However, Fang walked not far away, only to hear the sound of the wind behind him.

Yang Qian didn't look back, pressed his palm on the Qiankun bag, the blue light flashed, the blue water Longyuan held it in his hand, and the long sword stabbed back, and immediately forced back the one who rushed in.

"It's endless." At this time, Yang Qian was already angry, his sword was flying, and he carved a dragon and a phoenix with one move.

Puff puff!

The shadow of the sword flew sideways, and the inner door costume of the first body was under Yang Qian's long sword, and it turned into countless fragments in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, no two lines, no hanging......

Forehead!

Yang Qian was stunned, this is not the same, under the long robe, he didn't even wear anything!

The outer garment is torn, and the body is naturally exposed.

Yang Qian's gaze swept over the body of Fuji Chi and Tiao, and his gaze paused in his crotch. Among the unkempt grass, a listless chick drooped......

It's really chicks!

"What are you looking at?" I panicked all of a sudden, and even used my hands to protect the important parts, which was a little more obscene.

"Do you want to hang up like this, crotch!" Yang Qian was speechless for a while. Although they are both men, it seems a little weird to always stare at a man's body......

Yang Qian quickly looked away, and the long sword slid towards a black bag on the ground, and the black bag slid down the blue water dragon abyss into his hand.

The black bag was bulging and heavy in my hand. Yang Qian opened the black bag slightly, and a bag full of citrine appeared in front of him.

"I didn't expect this to be the only one, but I'm quite rich." Yang Qian checked the heavy bag of citrine, and with a flash of brilliance, it was stored in the Qiankun bag.

"Senior Brother Fuji, thank you very much for the greeting gift." After that, Yang Qian didn't look at it, turned around and left.

I only heard Fuji shouting behind him: "Hey, stinky boy, my hedrons!" ”

Yang Qian stopped, turned around, and said with a smile: "Do you want chickens, or spars?" ”

"What...... Chick? Fuji's face was stunned, and he didn't understand the meaning of Yang Qian's words for a while.

Yang Qian's gaze moved slightly to the important part of Fuji, and Fuji's whole body trembled when he saw it, and the palm covering his lower body became a little tighter.

"Chicks or hedrons?" As he spoke, Yang Qian shook the blue water dragon yuan in his hand. The cold light flickered, making Fuji break out in a cold sweat.

"Be small, the chick ......" Fuji looked frightened. He really wanted to beat Yang Qian hard, but now he doesn't have an inch or wisp, and his hands have to cover important parts, where can he still free his hands? So, Fuji could only grit his teeth and stare at Yang Qian.

Yang Qian got a satisfactory answer, and he didn't pay attention to it anymore, took a step, and left leisurely.

In fact, Yang Qian didn't want to be embarrassed, but that Fuji was too uninteresting, and if he didn't give him a little bit of power, then Fuji would be entangled. Yang Qian carved dragons and painted phoenixes just to scare Bu Er, but he didn't expect that Fu Er to have such a strange habit, under the coat, a trace of not hanging......