"Ah...... You, you, you, you're really a beast, woo woo......"

Fan Xiaoer was woken up by Lan Yu's inexplicable crying, his eyes were hazy, and he said dizzily: "I said Miss, it's early in the morning, what are you crazy about?" ”

"Am I crazy?" Lan Yu wept and said, "I'm your fiancée, you actually say I'm crazy?" Woohoo......"

"Yes, I haven't denied that you are my fiancée, but you have to make it clear that you are my future wife, and now you are not ......" Fan Xiaoer did not give an inch: "Now, we are friends of the opposite sex at most, and it is a very ordinary kind of ......"

"Friends of the opposite sex?" Lan Yu roared loudly: "Are there any friends of the opposite sex who sleep in the same bed?" ”

Anyone who "stirs up nonsense, is vexatious, and cannot be reasoned ......"

"What did you say?" Lan Yu cried and pulled the quilt off his head.

"Huh? I didn't say anything. Fan Xiaoer saw that Lan Yu was unrelenting, so he pretended to be stupid and said: "I mean, we have nothing to do with each other this night, and the well water does not interfere with the river water, isn't it good?" ”

"What a fart." Lan Yu was in a hurry, and found that he had said dirty words, so he hurriedly covered his mouth with his hands, tears swirling in his big round eyes, and he looked so cute.

Fan Xiaoer's eyes were straight as he stared at Lan Yu, his mind was blank, and his breathing became shorter.

"You, don't mess around." Lan Yu found the abnormality and said nervously: "People were prepared last night, thinking that they would ...... I thought you would do that beast thing to me, but who would have thought that you were really the same as the story you told, and you were not even as good as a beast, hmph, there will be no such shop in this village after that, and you don't want to do anything wrong with me now, Miss Ben will not wait for ...... obsolescence"

"You, you just cried and scolded me for being a beast, you can't blame me for not treating you that last night, right?" Fan Xiaoer was surprised.

Lan Yuhong lowered his head with a red face, obviously Fan Xiaoer guessed well. Fan Xiaoer regretted it, he knew it was like this, and he was tired to death last night...... I'm sorry, I won't touch her to death, it's not much now, she's so unrelenting, if something really happens to her, then it's not going to turn the sky upside down. Don't think that you are very coquettish if you wear less, don't think that you are very open-minded if you have big breasts, don't think that you are very handsome, don't think that you will cry and be very different, damn, I don't eat this set.

"Senior brother, are you up?"

Van "

Fan Xiaoer's "right away" is indeed amazingly fast, and in just two or three minutes, not only him, but even Lan Yu is quite cooperatively dressed neatly, sitting on the chair with a blushing face, where is there any sign of crying before?

Fan Xiaoer opened the door for her, Fan Xiaorong didn't look elsewhere, first glanced at the bed, the bed was quite smooth, although the quilt was a little messy, but Fan Xiaorong was sure that they didn't cheat last night, so he looked at the two with a smile and asked, "Did you sleep well last night?" ”

Lan Yu was silent, although Fan Xiaoer felt embarrassed, but at this time there were only three of them in the room, so he laughed without any scruples: "Wife, you came here so early, is there anything you don't worry about?" So a surprise inspection? ”

"I, what am I worried about, I came here so early because ......"

"Don't hide it, look at it, you must not have slept last night with dark circles under your eyes, right?" Fan Xiaoer grabbed the white road.

"I, I'm ......" Fan Xiaorong stammered and couldn't speak, stomped his feet, and ran away.

As soon as he went out, Fan Xiaorong suddenly remembered something, so he quickly turned around and said angrily: "I almost forgot about my business by you making such a fuss, today's competition draws lots, and the master wants me to come and ask you to go with me." ”

"Call me? Didn't he let me participate in the joust? Fan Xiaoer was surprised: "Has he changed his mind?" ”

Fan Xiaorong shook his head and said, "I don't know, Master just wants me to call you." ”

"Then let's go, don't keep your master waiting."

Fan Xiaoer pulled Xiao Rong and walked out, and Lan Yu shouted behind him: "Then what should I do?" ”

"What a drag bottle!" Fan Xiaoer didn't look back, and said helplessly: "Don't keep up with ...... yet"

Fan Xiaorong led Fan Xiaoer and Lan Yu directly out of the courtyard and walked towards the top of the mountain. At the top of Wudang Mountain, Fan Xiaoer once went to the Taoist Temple of the Wudang School, and it was in that view that Fan Xiaoer saw Su Zhi and no two real people for the first time, but he could go up the mountain again, and things were wrong, which made Fan Xiaoer feel how not to be sentimental? Fan Xiaorong saw that Xiao Er's feelings were low, so he quietly shook his hand, and Fan Xiaoer smiled at her, signaling that he was fine.

"Wow, there are so many people, it's so lively!" Lan Yu suddenly shouted.

The two raised their eyes, the big lawn in front of the Taoist temple was already full of people, and more than a dozen rings had been built, and on the rostrum in front of the Taoist temple, there were the heads of various large and small sects, Lan Yu counted, no more, no less, exactly forty-seven, and Fan Tian was naturally among them, but at this moment he was in a state of low spirits, as if Fan Tian could not participate in the martial arts competition.

Fan Xiaoer looked carefully, but she didn't see Tang Guo on the rostrum, and was replaced by Liu Lao, did she also want to participate in the competition? If this is the case, with her strength, I am afraid that she will rarely meet opponents among the younger generation, which makes Fan Xiaoer have to worry about Fan Xiaorong, as far as Fan Xiaorong's current strength is concerned, if she wants to win Tang Guo, I am afraid that there is not much chance, people almost want the life of Fan Tian with only the eighteen palms of the dragon, don't forget, Tang Guo is still a set of dog-beating stick methods, which is more amazing than the power of the eighteen palms of the dragon, Fan Xiaoer only hopes that Xiaorong will not meet her too early.

"Get out of here!"

Fan Xiaoer was worried about Fan Xiaorong, and suddenly heard Lan Yu shouting angrily, turned his head to look, and saw a well-dressed man next to her, about twenty, who should be quite handsome, because his hair covered half of his face, and it was not very real, but Fan Xiaoer still saw that he had a piercing ear on his left ear, what does this signify? Vogue? Advance guard? Or does it mean that he is a first-class scoundrel? Obviously, Lan Yu's angry shouting gave the answer.

Fan Xiaoer frowned, Lan Yu was his fiancée after all, how could he tolerate others rubbing oil on her? Just as he was about to have a seizure, he suddenly heard a voice: "Amitabha, why does the donor despise a woman?" ”

The man turned a deaf ear, but leaned closer, but his attendant spoke: "Little monk, do you know who you are talking to? Hmph, this is my Huashan eldest son Hao Shaowen, even your abbot has to call Hao Gongzi when he sees it, are you the green onion? ”

Hao Shaowen? No, if he were Hao Shaowen, what would I do if I was Shi Xiaolong? Damn, such a big person, and still learn from a little kid to play hooligan? Fan Xiaoer was furious, clenched his fists and was about to rush forward, when he suddenly heard a coquettish shout: "Shameless child, is this the place where you are waiting to be wild?" ”

That Hao Gongzi heard a woman's voice, so he stared at it, and then turned back in disappointment, looking at Lan Yu obscenely, and the attendant beside him took a step forward and sneered: "Yo, the monk hasn't left yet, and another nun is coming, see that you have a nose out of breath, it seems to be very intimate, should it be ......?"

"Smack!" With a thud, the attendant fell to the ground, three teeth missing.

It was not the little monk who made the shot, not the little nun, not Fan Xiaoer, but Fan Xiaorong, she jumped with an immortal, plus a move of the holy hand eighteen touches, and directly beat the follower to faint. Hao Gongzi looked at it and was happy: "Little sister is a good means, this son likes it!" ”

Fan Xiaorong didn't bother to pay attention to this scumbag, and didn't look at it, but asked Lan Yu: "He wants to take advantage of you, right?" ”

Lan Yu pouted and nodded.

"What's so polite? Put him down, I want to teach you this? Fan Xiaorong said angrily: "When have our Feng family women been bullied?" ”

"Oh." Lan Yu responded with a thunderous hand, and with a "boom", he put the brazen Hao Shaowen down.

"What moves did you use, how come I've never seen them before?" The corners of Hao Gongzi's mouth were bleeding, but he was not mediocre, and he stood up again after turning over: "And you, you said you are a woman of the Feng family?" Which wind is it? ”

Fan Xiaorong was speechless, and hurriedly glanced at Fan Xiaoer carefully, and saw that his expression was calm, so he breathed a sigh of relief, snorted coldly at Hao Shaowen, and stopped talking.

Hao Shaowen saw that the second daughter ignored him, and there were more and more people around him, and he also knew that it was inconvenient to attack at this time, so he helped his follower to leave.

Fan Xiaoer saw Hao Gongzi walking away, so he came up and said to a monk and a nun: "Xie Liangliang just said righteously, may I ask the names of the two high surnames?" ”

"Amitabha, the little monk Shaolin disciple Yuantong, this benefactor is-"

"Oh, I'm Fan Xiaoer from the Holy Hand Gate, she is my fiancée, and this is my junior sister Fan Xiaorong." Fan Xiaoer introduced.

"Zeng Rong of the poor Ni Emei faction, I have seen all the senior brothers and sisters."

Poor nuns? Hehe, although this Zeng Rong is dressed as a nun, she is only in her twenties, although she is plain, she is extremely delicate, giving people a sense of detachment. And the little monk Yuantong, twenty-two or three, is tiger-headed and very cute. This monk and nun made Fan Xiaoer dare not underestimate him, he faintly felt that these two people were deeply hidden, and their martial arts cultivation should not be weak.

"You're polite." Fan Xiaoer bowed down and said, "Are you here to participate in this martial arts competition?" ”

"The little monk is not talented, but he is loved by the abbot master and will represent the Shaolin Temple in the competition." Yuantong said.

"Poor Ni will also represent Emei." Zeng Rong asked, "What about you?" ”

Fan Xiaoer shook his head and smiled bitterly, it is still unknown whether he will participate or not, and the old man Fan will not let go, and he has no choice......

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