"What's wrong?" Chen Yi wondered, and asked casually, "Don't the gods fart?"

"Phew!" Yang Chan covered her sleeves and snorted.

Chen Yi was stunned for a moment, the corners of his mouth naturally rose, and he smiled evilly: "Little sister, is this the legendary fairy fart?"

Bang!

"Nima!" Chen Yi descended from the sky in a four-legged posture to the sky, and moved freely onto the hard stone surface.

The ass and the hard stone face came into a collisional intimate encounter.

This time it's terrible, Chen Yi feels that his little fart is about to fall into four petals.

"If you don't hold your mouth, you should fight!" Yang Chan finished speaking, waving her hand into the air.

But Chen Yi here suddenly felt a slap on his little buttocks, and it hurt hotly.

"What the hell is this the legendary fart in the air?" Chen Yi's limbs were numb and he couldn't move, so he could only think of something else in his mind to alleviate his pain.

However, Yang Chan on the other side obviously didn't plan to let him go so easily.

"Flirting with the immortals, you should fight!"

Syllable!

"Scribble in the temple of the main palace, you should fight!"

Syllable!

"Arrogant write down the name, you should fight!"

Syllable!

"If you want to run away if you make trouble, you should fight!"

Syllable!

"Okay, the punishment is over, you can go, don't stain the floor!" Yang Chan shook off her jade finger and said disgustedly.

Walk?

Chen Yi lay on the ground like a dead dog, where could he stand up, and a series of slaps hit the little ass like rain, and it had already bloomed.

Yang Chanxiu frowned slightly, stared at Chen Yi and asked, "If you don't leave, are you still waiting to be beaten?"

When Chen Yi heard it, okay, do you want to continue to beat Lao Tzu?

He couldn't stand it anymore, so he scolded directly: "Beat your uncle, Lao Tzu is only three years old, only three years old, the little butt that was beaten by your tigress is blooming, how to go?"

Yang Chan was not angry because of Chen Yi's scolding, but frowned and thought about it: "Don't you like to say anything in the world, don't you have ambitions and disasters when you are old?"

I?

Chen Yi really wants to eat Yang Chan in front of him in one bite now, who the hell said that.

It doesn't matter if you are ambitious or not old, after all, you are positive.

But grandma is a bear, what kind of thing is the scourge not in the age!

"Okay, Lao Tzu doesn't have the same knowledge as women, I'll go!" Chen Yi thought about it, today's loss can really only be eaten, who let him not beat others.

Chen Yi struggled to get up, but his butt hurt and he fell to the ground all of a sudden.

"Little girl, wait for Lao Tzu's level to rise, and see how to clean you up!" Chen Yi cried out in pain and muttered in a low voice.

Unexpectedly, Yang Chan is a fairy, no matter how small her voice is, she can hear it clearly.

"Do you still want revenge?"

Syllable!

Shot out angrily, it is conceivable that Chen Yi fell into a coma in pain.

The only thought at the moment when he was in a coma was: Lao Tzu was a pure man, and he was actually snapped by a woman...... And fucking fainted...... Shame on the dead!

Chen Yi was unconscious, Yang Chan next to him was stunned, and hurriedly rushed to Chen Yi's side to check, and found that there was nothing serious, so he let out a long breath and stuck out his tongue.

"It's not fun, why are you dizzy?"

This stupid girl is definitely a fairy when her brain shows off, she knocked people unconscious, and asked why!

Yang Chan looked left and right, stretched out her hand and pinched a final seal, Chen Yi's body floated out of thin air, and she was taken into the Temple of Our Lady.

"Hurry!"

With Yang Chan's spell, Chen Yi's little fart that bloomed quickly healed.

I don't know if the trauma of the soul is greater than the physical injury, anyway, this kid didn't wake up and continued to be unconscious.

After doing this, Yang Chan once again looked at the wall of the Temple of Our Lady.

And she whispered softly: "The lotus lamp of the wrong road is very amiable, and the moth eyebrows should be chaotic." Mo Chou Jade Girl's peak is cold, and there are still rooftop medicine pickers. ”

"Chen Yi?"

"A three-year-old doll still claims to be a medicine picker?" Yang Chan finished reading the poem written by Chen Yi, pursed her sexy thin lips, expressing disbelief.

She quickly thought about it in her mind, and found that there was no fairy who was a three-year-old doll, and there was no one named Chen Yi.

"In other words, you're a mortal?"

Yang Chan walked into Chen Yi, lifted her skirt, and slowly squatted down, staring at Chen Yi's three-year-old cheek.

"You don't have immortal power on your body, how did you get to the top of the mountain?"

"Mo Chou Jade Girl's peak is cold...... It's not just cold here!" Yang Chan sighed softly.

A light sigh is not cold, and a helpless voice is not lonely!

After placing Chen Yi, Yang Chan's skirt danced, and she returned to the high platform again, turning into a statue, staring into the distance with smart beautiful eyes and not knowing what she was thinking.

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Three days later!

Chen Yi woke up slowly, shook his little head, which was still a little confused, and saw that he was lying in the temple of Our Lady.

Yang Chan on the high platform is still beautiful and charming, and everything in the temple has not changed, even the poem written by Chen Yi is also impressively listed.

Chen Yi was puzzled, and hurriedly touched his little buttocks, and only after finding that it was intact, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Could it be that this little lady saved Lao Tzu?" he thought to himself, but he didn't dare to speak.

In case this aunt loses her temper again, who knows if she will be so lucky to live.

"Sister Fairy, I used to be the little brother, the little brother is here to compensate you, you have a lot of adults, let's write off the matter between us!"

Chen Yi hugged his little fist and pounded at Yang Chan's statue, chanting words in his mouth.

But I read it for a long time, but there was no reaction.

"Not here?" Chen Yi said stunned.

He guessed, but he wasn't sure, if Yang Chan jumped down again, wouldn't he be making trouble for himself?

"Then I'll go first?" Chen Yi tentatively took a step back towards the outside of the temple.

"So I'm really gone?"

"Are you really gone?"

Chen Yi withdrew from the Temple of Our Lady as he spoke, feeling the cool breeze, and suddenly felt that the world was so beautiful.

But as soon as he took two steps, he stopped again, glanced back at the Temple of Our Lady, and thought to himself, "Damn, I have suffered such a big loss, is it just that?"

Then another voice appeared in his heart: "What else can you do?"

Chen Yi lowered his head and was a little frustrated, at present, he really can't do anything.

But he has the system, and he will definitely be able to do it in the future!

The corners of Chen Yi's mouth rose, regained his self-confidence, and ran ahead in stride, stopping when he was about to lose sight of the Temple of Our Lady.

"Yang Chan, wait for Lao Tzu, the day Lao Tzu grows up, he will marry you!"

Chen Yi shouted loudly, this snap revenge, you can only marry home first, no matter how fierce the tigress is lying on the bed, she can only be snapped.

"Remember, your husband and my name are Chen Yi!"

"Lao Tzu wants to step on the seven-colored clouds to marry you......"

After speaking, Chen Yi added a wind trick to himself, and ran down the mountain in a puff of smoke.

As soon as he left, a streamer flashed out of the Temple of Our Lady, staring at Chen Yi, who was galloping at extreme speed, and said:

"Aren't you going to marry an old lady?"

"How can you run faster than a rabbit?"