For eating Jingzhao Xiao Zen Master, Fusu is now very proficient, and it is rare for people to send kindness to save her once in 8,000 years, and her reward for the little monk is - to make a promise. Although all this was just caused by the sword qi of the man in Xuanyi entering her body, it did not prevent her from picking off Jing Zhao's monk robe with great familiarity.

Jing Zhao held the inextinguishable heart lamp, and before he could take back his handprint, he was caught by Fusu, and a few drops of oil from the heart lamp spilled and fell on Fusu's red clothes. Fu Sujiao laughed, stretched out a finger to wipe the lamp oil that fell on his chest and dipped it on his fingertips, and then stretched out his tongue to lick it, as if he thought it tasted good, and opened Jing Zhao's clothes to lick the few drops that fell on him.

At this time, Jing Zhaocha put away the heart lamp, put it back on the stone carved lotus platform, and pushed the floating su away with one hand, and the magic claws and magic mouth of the floating su fell into the air. Fusu is quite dissatisfied, I'm just thirsty, and you don't even give me water to quench my thirst, it's too bad: "I'm thirsty!" ”

At this moment, Fusu's expression and eyes are like a child who begs his parents for good food and drink, and his mouth is pouting and his eyes are glaring, and he is about to make trouble when he pats the futon. Jing Zhao shook his head, but his voice was unconsciously soft: "Obedient, you are confused by the sword qi, I will bring you Bailu Ganlin." ”

Jing Zhao was about to get up as he spoke, Fu Su unexpectedly patted the futon and made a fuss, seeing that Jing Zhao was leaving, he didn't stand up, so he rushed over and hugged Jing Zhao's feet and neck, looked up at Jing Zhao and said unrelentingly: "Don't go, I want to drink you." ”

……

I couldn't help but retract my consciousness and covered my face and complained: "Women are really unreliable, the master is right, women only pay attention to love and love you to the death, and they are destined to be useless." ”

Fortunately, Fusu can't feel its complaints at this time, otherwise he would really use it as a burning stick in the future.

I saw Jing Zhao leaning down to straighten her body, lowering her eyes and smiling, Xiao Qingyin chanted from her mouth: "Just go for a while, wait here, do you know the way?" ”

"I don't know what to do." Fu Su was a very difficult child when he was a child, and he was injured by the sword intent at this time, and completely returned to the stubborn and stinky temper like a donkey when he was a child: "Don't go, I'll cry." ”

The streamer can't stand it anymore, and now the inextinguishable heart lamp has returned to the lotus platform and no longer emits a light that makes it afraid, of course it has to jump out at this juncture, otherwise it will really stage a picture that is inappropriate for the little sword spirit: "Chenjun go quickly, the longer you stay, the more entangled she will be." ”

Jing Zhao didn't leave, but stretched out his finger and flicked the sword body of the streamer, and said, "Even you know me." ”

"You and my master, one is to draw a sword without a word, and the other is to fall down with a bowl without a word, I don't know anyone who can't fail to recognize you." Jing Zhao has a familiar aura of streamers, that is because the master used to hold a sword and a dervish with Chenjun alone, and he ruled all kinds of disobedience across the Three Realms and Eight Desolations. As for the others, it is normal for the streamer to not know the way, when it is in a period of ignorance, and only the deepest memories can be preserved.

"Daojun?" At the same time as Jing Zhao asked the streamer, he pushed away the floating su that was about to be picked up on him, and the calm and calm face that was not red and out of breath made the streamer deeply admire.

"Yes." Judging from this brief conversation, the streamer hasn't always been so mouthful, but it just depends on who the object is.

After pushing away the face that Fu Su had brought up for the last time, Jing Zhao turned around and went down the tower. Bailu Ganlin is also the town temple signboard of Faye Temple, Jing Zhao took a small cup of Bailu Ganlin, and served it on the top of the tower to let Fusu obey. However, it will take some time for the white dew to take effect, and when Fusu first drank it, he still tirelessly wanted to eat the bald little Zen master.

Before Gan Lin was about to take effect, Fu Su pounced on him without repentance, but before Jing Zhao could catch it, the medicine took effect. The medicine worked, but the momentum of her flutter could not be contained, Jing Zhao smiled at her and turned to the side, waved his hand to summon the streamer in front of her and let her hold her body: "Can you wake up this time?" ”

What a laugh, advertise toothpaste!

Hey! Why did the little Zen master shave his head, the little Zen master's head lit up, and his face and demeanor were more like the appearance of the Buddha, and he smiled and looked at the world, but Fusu only felt more tempting, damning!

Fu Su couldn't help but feel embarrassed in his heart, what, how...... Every time, she took the initiative to push him, but fortunately it didn't work out this time, otherwise she would have to write a strong stroke on her grievances: "Where is this, why am I here, shouldn't I be in Meteoric Mountain?" How about An Qing and Sister Liu Ge, they got out of danger, what about the devil? ”

"Wish-fulfillment tower. You're too badly injured, I'll take you to Faye Temple to heal, they're all out of trouble, and the devil doesn't have to worry about him for the time being. Your injuries are only seventy percent, and the remaining thirty percent can be slowly recuperated, but you must not use the sword intent before you get better, otherwise you ......" Jing Zhao smiled slightly, and did not say anything more.

This slightly shy smile made Fu Su smile like he saw a young man in the mountains and forests a few years ago. It's really delicious, although the cause and effect are not good, but the process is actually good, but the Buddha really can't eat it all the time, and if you eat too much, you will have indigestion: "How offended, please forgive me for calling Zen Buddhism." ”

"You can't offend, it's fine, don't worry." Jing Zhao waved his hand to signal that Fu Su didn't need to continue, but looked at the streamer suspended in the air, thought for a moment and said to Fu Su: "I don't know if Senior Sister Fu Su can lend me the streamer for a few hours, I have something to say to the streamer." ”

"Jing Zhao Zen Master is at will, when are you tired of talking to the streamer and then let it come back by itself." In the spiritual contract, as long as the streamer moves, she can recall the streamer back, and the power of this contract is that even if it is thousands of miles away, only a thought is just a blink of an eye.

Jing Zhao heard this, satisfied, carried the streamer in his hand, and waved it horizontally with one hand to show the intention of Fusu to walk down the steps to the right. Jing Zhao is in front, Fu Su is behind, Fu Su looked at Jing Zhao's waist as always, and couldn't help but think of those pictures of seeing each other. At this time, the streamer was silently excited, what did it find, look at what it saw, the gods and Buddhas were on top, and Chenjun was eaten and wiped clean by a female goblin!

Master, I can't express my admiration for you, if Chen Jun returns to the throne and knows that he has been pushed again and again by a little yuanying, will he split this bane with one palm. For this scene, it's worth it to follow Fusu. The streamer can't owe to Fusu at this time, because Jing Zhao can also hear it, so it can only be secretly cool, nothing to do, and after finishing the friendship with Chenjun, it is the same to bully Xiao Yuanying again.

Haoning, who was outside the tower, saw Fusu An come out alive, and a heart fell to the ground, and as soon as the ban was opened, Haoning threw himself into Fusu's arms: "Senior sister, you are fine, are you okay, is the injury still painful?" It's because I didn't take good care of my senior sister, if other senior brothers came, I wouldn't have hurt my senior sister, it was my humble cultivation that caused my senior sister to be injured. ”

To say that Haoning was just in a hurry to come up and care, I didn't expect Fusu to hug him so easily, Haoning is much smaller than Fusu, and he was also a little broken child when he went up the mountain. Fusu really hugged her as a child with one hand and one foot, so she didn't have any psychological pressure to hug Haoning, so she naturally hugged it, and patted Haoning's shoulder quite smoothly and said, "Don't worry, don't worry, I'm so good, you see it's not all good." Faye Temple is willing to lend me such a heavy treasure as the Immortal Heart Lamp to heal his wounds, where can it be bad. ”

Hao Ning also blushed for a while, but the arms of the senior sister are really reassuring, Hao Ning thought that he had given his senior sister such a hug when he was a child, so the blush faded: "Senior sister, don't be so stupid in the future, if you hurt yourself for us, how can we be happy." ”

Jing Zhao glanced at it, and it was a little dazzling inexplicably, but he quickly returned to - a big man, bending over and bending his legs to throw himself into the arms of a girl.

Yutan Zhenren coughed lightly, the senior sister and brother separated, and Fusu thanked Yutan Zhenren again, Yutan Zhenren was nothing. Anyway, it is the merit and cultivation of my own disciples, and I don't have to feel sorry for it, and the merits and cultivation of my own disciples have the bottom of the previous life, and it is not hindered by a little less, and it is just right to make good karma: "It is good to be able to heal the injury, and there is no need to worry about small things. Your injuries don't seem to be healed yet, if you don't hurry to leave, stay in Faye Temple for a while, and you can get better sooner if you can't get rid of the light of your heart every day. ”

"Thank you for the real person, Faye Temple is a pure place for Buddhism, and I dare not disturb each other. The master must also worry about me and my junior brother in Tianyan Peak, and he should return early to let the master feel at ease. Fu Su didn't dare to stay in the same place with Jing Zhao again, in case she encountered something and asked her to push him again, she couldn't guarantee that she would wake up at the right time every time, and she couldn't guarantee that Jing Zhao would be so determined to escape her clutches every time.

"It's okay, Jing Zhaona, you send one." Faye Temple is only a moment away from Chengyun Sect, so although it is late, Yutan Zhenren did not stay long.

Until Jing Zhao drove the clouds up, Haoning was also tightly together with Fusu, Haoning watched Fusu covered in blood all the way, as if he would be out of breath in the next moment, at this time, seeing that Fusu was so alive, although his heart was stable, he was still a little surprised.

Jing Zhao shook his head secretly, how could this Haoning be like a child who couldn't do without his elders, blindly clinging to Fusu.

Streamer silently said secretly: "You are eating it, Chenjun." ”

When he arrived at the Tianyan Peak of the Chengyun Sect, Shangyuan Zhenren had been standing in front of the courtyard for a long time, and when he saw the two disciples returning safely, he breathed a sigh of relief, and thanked Jing Zhao again and again.

However, Shangyuan Zhenren also muttered, how did he get it back and forth and fall into the hands of Fusu's enemy.

—————————————————————————————————————————

Tianchenjun will also be pushed down by Fusu in various ways, and his life is endless, and he will not stop being pushed down. Of course, it's not based on a white story, this is also a stalk, and I will talk about what to do in the future to always overthrow Tianchenjun. As for whether it is induced by Fusu, it depends on whether Tianchenjun is in a good mood.

He won't be eaten by Fusu every time, after all, Tianchenjun is still ashamed to shoot the little Zen master.