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The young samurai sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard turned his head to the side and smiled like a child.

A graceful figure walked over, clasped his fists at the young warrior and said, "Little sister Lin Qiaochun, thank you for the rescue of the eldest brother of the warrior, I haven't asked the eldest brother's honorable name yet." ”

She was the friar who was tied up in a brown body.

Just now, she had been untied by the young samurai for her, and she rested in the side hall for a while before coming out. She no longer wears men's clothes, and the bun has been untied, and tied into a snail bun, a big beauty alive.

"Hehe, the name below, Miss Lin already knows, and she has also called it. The young samurai smiled mysteriously.

"I know?...... I called ?......" Lin Qiaochun said puzzledly: "No." ”

"Hehe, under the surname of Wu Mingshi. The young warrior raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Hehe, it turned out to be Brother Wu. Lin Qiaochun also smiled, revealing two small dimples. But she wondered in her heart, is there really such a coincidence in the world? The other party must not want to give his real name.

Lin Qiaochun also sat down casually on a stone bench not far away.

"Miss Lin's cultivation has reached the middle stage of foundation building, why do you still need to be a bodyguard?" the young warrior asked casually.

"My little sister came out to travel the world, looking for a friend I hadn't seen for a few years. Lin Qiaochun pinched the corner of his clothes with his right hand and said softly.

Then, she turned and looked up at the sky, her eyes a little hazy. From her expression, it could be seen that the friend she was looking for should be a man.

"Oh. The young warrior's body moved imperceptibly, and then fell silent, as if thoughtful.

Lin Qiaochun looked at a white cloud in the sky, and said to herself in a voice so low that she could only hear herself: "Little sister has been looking for you for three years, are you okay?"

Long.

The young warrior asked, "Is the friend ......the girl is looking for?"

"He is ......" Lin Qiaochun's face turned crimson, hesitated for a moment, and said, "He and I actually have nothing to do with it, just friends." ”

"Oh, Miss Lin, can you tell me where he came from? The young samurai asked enthusiastically.

"Actually...... I only know his name, not his origin. Lin Qiaochun said.

"Miss Lin, since you call me Brother Wu, then listen to Brother Wu's advice, you better go back. In the vast sea of people, it is difficult to find someone, especially monks, who often spend ten or eight years in retreat. Besides, you don't even know where he came from, so how can you find him?" the young samurai advised.

"I ...... I also know that the chances of finding it are slim. Lin Qiaochun's face was a little gloomy.

"People in the rivers and lakes are unpredictable, and if they are not careful, they will fall into a situation from which they will never recover. It's not that the eldest brother looked down on Miss Lin, and with Miss Lin's cultivation, it was really unlucky. For example, this time, if it weren't for ...... Go back, don't worry your family. The young warrior continued.

"I don't want to go back, I have to find him. Lin Qiaochun's face tightened, and she said firmly.

"You ......" the young samurai looked stunned.

"Little sister made Brother Wu worried. Lin Qiaochun said apologetically.

"What's his name? Maybe I don't know. The young samurai didn't mind, and asked again.

"His surname is Fu Minglou. Lin Qiaochun said gently, as if the name represented the most precious thing in the world.

"Fu Lou, you mean Fu Lou!" said the young warrior's eyes.

"Yes, Brother Wu knows him?" Lin Qiaochun's eyes were full of hope.

"I have a new friend named Fu Lou, so I wonder if it's the friend you're looking for?" said the young warrior.

"Brother Wu, come and listen!" Lin Qiaochun's eyes lit up.

"The Brother Fu I know is a personal disciple of the head of the Immortal Sect. By the way...... "The young samurai's eyes brightened, as if he remembered something.

Lin Qiaochun looked at the young warrior nervously, waiting for him to continue.

"Brother Fu once mentioned a Lin girl, and the girl, your surname is also Lin, is it ......," the young warrior recalled.

"Really?!" Lin Qiaochun smiled sweetly and beautifully.

"So, you are the naughty Lin Xiaomei from Nanlai City mentioned by Brother Fu!?" the young warrior stood up happily.

"Yes, the little sister is from Nanlai......" Lin Qiaochun also stood up suddenly, with a look of surprise. However, her smile froze, and she slowly sat down and said, "He, really said I was naughty...... Lin Xiaomei?"

"That's right, that's what Brother Fu said. The young samurai nodded.

Lin Qiaochun's heart chuckled, and what he had been worried about was probably true.

Of course, he added, he would not spare anyone who dared to bully his little sister. The young samurai continued.

"Oh. ”

Lin Qiaochun's face was gloomy, she turned her head to look at the white clouds in the sky, and muttered in a low voice: "Brother Fu, in your mind, am I just a naughty little sister......?"

Unconsciously, Lin Qiaochun was stunned.

The young warrior didn't seem to notice her muttering to herself, and floated into the Powder Hall.

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The monks in the Powder Hall had come to their senses.

When they sobered up, they were ashamed and eager to find a hole in the ground to get into. The more realistic monk directly slapped himself a few times in a row, but no monk had reached the point of self-harm or suicide.

Some monks found that they were holding a big man tightly, and what was even more terrifying was that one hand caressed the other party's scumbag face, and the other hand grabbed the other party's hairy chest, and the two things below were still fighting......

There were even monks who found themselves munching on a large man's mouth, chest, and even ......

There are also monks who grasp their breasts with one hand and downwards with the other......

In short, there are a lot of ugliness, and the list goes on. Due to space limitations, I will not go into detail here.

At this time, they were dressed very wolf bèi.

Since most of them don't have storage bags, only a small baggage, the large luggage has long been stored in the Zài Adventurer's House. When they are sober, they grab the clothes on the ground and put them on their bodies, whether they fit it or not, whether it is the front placket or the back hem, as long as they can cover their bodies. Besides, the madness just now also tore a lot of clothes, and there are not many complete clothes.

...... After the young samurai's story.

They thought that it was the South Sea Shenni who saved them, but they didn't know that it was the young warrior in front of them who saved them. Young samurai are too ordinary, and such a samurai can be caught casually in Adventure Workshop City. Even if the young warrior said that he had saved the monks, surely no one would believe him.

Fortunately for the monks, their images were not seen by the Nanhai Shenni, because the Shenni first saved the young warrior outside the temple, and then the young warrior fed them the antidote pill.

For this reason, the monks still had a lot of good feelings for this young samurai.

There are also two monks in the Powder Hall who are the most unlucky, and the true yuan in their bodies is basically gone. At this point, they couldn't even get up, and of course they couldn't get dressed, but luckily a kind monk threw two tattered clothes over to cover their vital parts.

The situation of these two unlucky people not only made the other monks feel a burst of fear, but also glad that they had escaped, and they were full of infinite gratitude to the Nanhai Shenni who had never met before, and they couldn't wait to burn incense and bow down.

At this moment, there was a shouting outside the Fan Palace, just like rushing to a market.

The monks walked out of the temple and took a look.

There are really a lot of people, there are more than two hundred, they are all monks who were trapped in the mountain villa before, all of them are in tattered clothes, and they are depressed, obviously there is not much true yuan in their bodies, and it is difficult to recover in the short term.

There were two or three female friars in the crowd, and they couldn't have been mixed in with men's makeup, could they? These days, women dressed up as men are more likely to have accidents than men dressed up as women, and it's a big deal.

"Silence!

"Line up to receive the spirit stone!"

It was Chun Xiang and Xia Yu shouting loudly, maintaining order for more than two hundred people.

The group was slow to react and whispered. It's no wonder that happiness comes so fast!

"Is there really a spirit stone to give? It won't be a selling fee, right?"

"If you want to be beautiful, our bodies have already been sold, and this spirit stone can only be regarded as a pension. ”

"I knew that there were so many spirit stones, and I wouldn't have refused in the first place! In the future, the true yuan can slowly recover, how can the spirit stones earn so much in the future?"

"yes, I wonder if there's another chance?"

"Looking for a fight!"

“......”

It took a few hours to finish dividing the spirit stones.

After a short break.

Chunxiang and Xia Yu began to shout loudly again: "Silence!

"It's a gift again, it's a treat again, it's really evil today!"

"It's not going to be the Last Supper, is it?"

"Do you really let us go after eating?"

"Nanhai Shenni, how come I've never heard of it?"

"What do you do with so much? There is wine today and drunk tomorrow, tomorrow is sorrowful, tomorrow is worried, and then we will talk when we are full. ”

“......”

Meal.

Chun Xiang and Xia Yu began to arrange for the monks to board the "ship" in batches, and then transport them to the adventure city of Arctic City. Due to the large number of people, it took a busy day to finish.

The young warrior and Lin Qiaochun left last, and they left with their swords.

When leaving, Haruka asked the young samurai, "Was that little brother who played the piano really taken away by Shenni?"

"Of course, Shenni is merciful, her old man said that the little brother has deep roots and wants to take him as a disciple. The young samurai said lightly.

"It seems that Shenni must have a way to make him cultivate, great!" ...... Haruka smiled contentedly.

The young warrior asked a little strangely, "If he doesn't cultivate, what does it have to do with you?"

Chunxiang lowered her head, pinched the corners of her clothes, and said timidly: "Hmm...... People like him. ”

“...... Bad fate. ”

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(Dizziness, Venus in my eyes, and bitter mouth today, I can only update this chapter.) ）

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