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Red tiles, red walls, red railings, the deep courtyard is cold, only the girl in the red dress and long skirt is slowly shuttling.

"Ahh......h

"I'm,, ......"

"Why do I use whips? Why do I use whips? Why do I use whips? ……”

"Why don't I use my fist? Why don't I use my fist? Why don't I use my fist? ……”

"Stinky monk, stinky monk, stinky monk...... Ahh ”

"Someone, someone."

"Little master, little master, here, what do you command?"

"I'm going to leave the Holy Church."

"Little Lord, the Holy Lord doesn't allow it."

"I'm going to leave the Holy Church."

"Little Lord, why don't you go and talk to the Holy Lord?"

"What is the Holy Lord doing now?"

"A hundred birds and a phoenix."

"What can be done in a minute, embroidered for months now? I'll go see her. ”

"I'll go and deliver a message to the little master."

"No, I'll do it myself. Call me Tianya and Mingyue. With these two players by his side, the Holy Lord should not disagree. ”

"Yes, little lord."

After the neurotic guard boss died, Yi Qingqing returned to Sanzang after opening the treasure chest.

"Childe, it's still a little bronze body." Yi Qingqing walked to Sanzang's side, holding the martial arts book, lowering his head, not daring to look at Sanzang, the three chances of this copy were used, and the result was a small bronze body.

Although the little bronze body is also good, it is not the martial arts he needs after all.

"It's okay, there's still time, after playing this dungeon, let's play another one, if it weren't for you, this dungeon wouldn't be so easy. Don't blame yourself for this kind of random thing, if you blame yourself again, the treasure chest will not be opened in the future. Sanzang saw Yi Qingqing's self-blame and couldn't help but say seriously.

"Hmm." Yi Qingqing smiled and nodded obediently.

"Let's go, let's meet the final main boss of the town guard."

Sanzang said, taking a step and walking outside.

In the last stage of the dungeon, there are 2,000 experience NPCs, which is twice the number, but the distance between the two boss guard points has not increased.

This time the experience NPC melee is a two-handed long sword.,Martial arts can't see it.,The weapon has been changed.,The strength is not much different from the previous one.,Sanzang's defense is not afraid of a large number.,All the way to attract monsters.,Kill all the way over.。

After the 2000 experience NPCs were cleaned up, the two of them repaired it, Yi Qingqing used a handleless sword to open the door of the village guarding the boss, and a cute and delicate thirteen-year-old girl came into view.

"Hmph, did you finally come up?" As soon as the little girl saw Sanzang and Yi Qingqing, her petite pretty nose snorted twice, and she seemed to be very dissatisfied with Sanzang coming up now.

"What? Little girl, did we complain about me the first time we met? I have a good relationship with Ye Yijian's guy. Sanzang smiled, not caring at all about the angry expression of a thirteen-year-old girl.

"Don't mention that big fool, you can't even beat a bad monk, what's the use of him." At the mention of Ye Yijian, the little girl seemed to be even more angry, and her little face was puffing.

"I'm not sure if Ye Yijian is stupid or not, but where did I get the title of a bad monk? I didn't offend you, and besides, playing this quest gave you a lot of experience, right? Sanzang chuckled, feeling that the little girl in front of him was quite interesting.

"It's to each his own according to his needs. Don't you want experience too? And you also want intermediate martial arts this time. The little girl glanced at Sanzang blankly, and her words were bloody.

"That can't be attributed to a bad monk, right?" Tripitaka.

"What are you doing as a monk every day with a girl to make a copy? It's still eyebrow-turning. You're not a bad monk, who are? The little girl directly despised Sanzang.

Shout!

As soon as the little girl's words fell, before Sanzang could say anything, Yi Qingqing's beauty danced in seven steps and appeared between Sanzang and the little girl, looking at the little girl with unkind eyes.

"What? Follow a monk every day, I'm not shy, can't I let people say it? The little girl's momentum was not weak at all, her eyes widened, and she glared back at Yi Qingqing.

"Die." Yi Qingqing allowed others to say about herself, but she was never allowed to scandalize Sanzang's reputation.

Yi Qingqing's anger highlighted a dead word, the beauty danced in seven steps, one step at a time, three steps into the wind, five steps into a shadow, seven steps without wind and no shadow.

Yi Qingqing's beauty seven-step dance has not yet reached the realm of no wind and no shadow, and at this moment, she is quickly turning around the little girl, and the figure of the cyan dress is looming, and the beauty is moving.

Silently, the handleless swords from the Wind Breaking Sword flew towards the little girl one after another.

"Annoyed and angry?" The little girl's immature voice roared, and two narrow and slender swords instantly appeared in her hands.

Emei double sword dance, fast dance into the wind, fast dance into the sword wall.

"Dingdingding......"

The sound of metal clashing kept ringing. The little girl's two-handed fast sword could actually knock down all of Yi Qingqing's handleless swords.

"What kind of martial arts is this? Ye Yijian seems to have said that this little girl is from Emei, right? Emei martial arts is so exaggerated? Or is this not Emei's martial arts at all? Sanzang was shocked, the Emei martial arts he had heard before were all healing aids, and he thought that the Emei disciples were all nurse roles, but he didn't expect that the first time he met him, he was a violent little pepper who gave people a headache.

One attack, one defense, the two fast Sanzang are dazzled, the two of you come and go, the fight is wonderful, beautiful, but, except for the handleless swords scattered all over the ground, there is no substantial progress.

Although Sanzang was confident that Yi Qingqing's handleless sword would not hurt him, and he was also confident that his snake step could quickly approach the little girl, he didn't want to rush in at this time, bullying a little girl, and annoying a big girl.

With Xiao Qi's matter, Sanzang is already afraid of the woman's moodiness, Yi Qingqing must be in a state of anger at this time because of the little girl's previous words, and if she doesn't let her vent the anger in her heart, she will meddle in the battle indiscriminately, which is likely to backfire and make the other party unhappy.

Anyway, it's not bad for this time, so let's enjoy this battle.

Yi Qingqing's beauty dances in seven steps, and the dance is captivating to the city and the country. The little girl's twin swords swirled, like a winged elf dancing in her palms.

"Qingqing, you take a break."

Feeling that Yi Qingqing's anger was almost vented, there was no point in continuing like this, Sanzang said loudly.

Hearing Sanzang's command, Yi Qingqing's dancing figure paused, and then returned to Sanzang's side in three steps.

"Your handleless sword was restrained by the other party, and it won't have much effect if you go down, let's hurry up, I'll fight, and you look for opportunities on the side." Sanzang instructed Yi Qingqingdao, and after speaking, he took out a long stick and walked towards the little girl.

"Would you like to come out on your own? I thought you were going to hide behind a woman all the time. The little girl stopped dancing with her twin swords and looked at Sanzang with disdain.

"At a young age, your parents didn't tell you that you would be unpopular like this?" Sanzang frowned lightly, and began to dislike the way this little girl spoke.

"It's not your turn, let's start if you want to fight." The little girl's face turned cold, and she couldn't listen to Sanzang's words.

"At least know your name before you fight, right?" Seeing the change in the little girl's face, Sanzang chuckled, and he didn't want to worry about how to talk to a little girl anymore.

"Emei Qin Xitong." The little girl hesitated, but with a cold face, she said her name coldly.

"Very good name." Sanzang praised, dragged the long stick back, and walked towards the little girl.

It's just a copy, it won't really live and die, and there's nothing you can't do with a little girl.