As the only descendant of the Tie family, Hu Junge must refine the desert blood dragon sparrow, and the wishes of several generations should be understood.

From childhood to adulthood, he used a sword longer than a hammer, but his skill was far less advanced than that of a hammer. Perhaps it was the power hidden deep in his bloodline that made his refining skills stronger than Edgeworth.

"Hey, it's like this every time, when I meet someone who can't be solved, let me leave, and when I come back, everyone is solved." Zhao Yanyan sighed softly, "You still treat me as an outsider, you didn't say that that night." ”

Hu Junge was speechless, he was silent for a moment, and said: "I have to do it as a last resort." ”

"Cut, I knew you'd say that, bad guy!" Zhao Yanyan pretended to be annoyed.

Hu Junge said: "It's been a long time since I left the Sword Sect, it's time to go back." ”

"Actually, I think it's good, why do you have to go back to the Sword Sect."

"I'm going back."

Zhao Yanyan said: "Why don't you go to the south with me, I'm also a county lord, we ......"

Hu Junge waved his hand and said, "You know I don't like these. ”

"Returning to the Sword Sect and marrying me are both burdens for you, you don't want to marry me, but you are willing to return to the Sword Sect. Am I so irrelevant in your eyes? “

Hu Junge could see that Zhao Yanyan was really angry. When she is really angry, the right eyebrow will beat slightly, not much, and you will notice it if you pay attention.

"You're important to me, and I'm going to marry you, definitely, just...... Not now. ”

"Not now, not now, can you find another ......"

Hu Junge hugged Zhao Yanyan's waist and bit her cherry mouth. Zhao Yanyan whined twice, and then stopped talking.

After kissing for five breaths, his lips parted, he grabbed Zhao Ying and said, "I will marry you." ”

"I'm telling you, this set doesn't work, you don't want to rely on a kiss to ......"

Hu Junge hugged Zhao Yanyan's waist again and repeated what he had just done. He is very skilled, and he must have practiced it many times.

"Does it work?" Hu Junge said with a smile.

Zhao Yanyan blushed and took a sip, "Don't ...... you"

Hu Junge hugged Zhao Yanyan's waist on one side again.

"Stop, stop...... Stop, let's go, I'm afraid of you, go back to the Sword Sect. ”

Hu Junge smiled: "Very good! ”

"It won't work next time."

"I know, uh...... You seem to have said the same thing last time. ”

"You ......"

"Haha...... Just kidding. Hu Junge looked ahead, put away his smiling face, and became serious, "I don't know how Master is doing." ”

"Don't worry, it'll be fine."

Here you are thick, but there is a difference, or a difference that you can't meet.

Xiao Wan's cultivation of the Dead Soul Sutra was at a critical juncture, Mu Fan went out for half a year, and when he returned to the Sword Sect, he didn't even see Xiao Wan's face.

When Edgeworth left the Sword Sect, he didn't go to the Luoyu Song and Dance Workshop, and the matter of the Long family was basically settled.

Flying above the clouds, the sun floats in the clouds, and the world of white and gold is in front of you.

Mu Fan took out the hat from the storage ring and put on a mask. Both are black, which doesn't match the white clothes on their bodies.

He stood on his sword and changed into a gray robe. Hats, masks, gray robes, the standard for walking the rivers and lakes.

Mu Fan looked to the southwest, where the target of his trip was Zhongzhou.

There is a "Hanging Dry Temple" in Zhongzhou, and the presiding officer of the Hanging Dry Temple, Jia Nan, is a friend of Ye Feng. The two of them became acquainted with Master Huikong, Huikong took Ye Feng to practice, and Kanan visited Master Huikong wholeheartedly and begged the master for help.

Over time, Ye Feng and Kanan got acquainted and became friends.

It's just that something happened later, although there was no direct conflict between Jia Nan and Ye Feng, but Jia Nan felt sorry for Ye Feng and the others, and deliberately avoided Ye Feng.

For more than ten years, the two have hardly intersected.

Ye Feng asked Mu Fan to go to Zhongzhou to find Ganan, which was also a way to heal the wounds of Ganan.

The reason why Zhongzhou is called Zhongzhou is because it is close to the central part of Dongze. If it weren't for the mountains and rivers, it would have become a transportation hub for Higashizawa.

The Hanging Dry Temple is located in Tianyan Mountain, where there is an active volcano, and there are many hot springs nearby. For ordinary people, this place is full of dangers.

After more than ten days of continuous travel, I finally arrived at the Hanging Dry Temple. From the air, the temple is located on the mountainside of an active volcano, and the temple is not large, with only a few Buddhist temples and a pagoda.

It doesn't matter how big the temple is, what matters is the people in the temple. People who are qualified to be friends with Ye Feng always have something special.

Mu Fan fell outside the Buddhist temple and knocked on the door a few times. The door slowly opened, and a small novice stepped out of it.

The little novice clasped his hands together and asked, "What are you doing here, this benefactor?" ”

"Come and visit Master Kanan." Mu Fan learned the gestures of the little novice and folded his hands.

"Sure enough, I'll just say, our Hanging Temple is remote, and no one visits us all year round, how can anyone come, it turns out that I am here to see the abbot."

The little novice said it bluntly, but it was all true. Tianyan Mountain is an active volcano, and the residents of the neighborhood have long since moved away. There were no pilgrims who came to burn incense and worship the Buddha, and the monks in the Hanging Temple lived a very leisurely life.

Mu Fan said: "Can you introduce me to me?" ”

"It's no problem at all to introduce you, I can help you talk, but it's hard to say if the abbot can't see you."

"You just say old friends want to see you."

The little novice asked, "That's it?" ”

Mu Fan smiled: "That's right, that's it." ”

"Okay, I'll help you pass the word, you wait in the side hall for a while."

Mu Fan went to the side hall with the little novice and sat on the futon to rest, "There is a little master Lao." ”

"The donor might as well say more, I'm afraid that the abbot won't come out, or won't see you."

"Needless to say, you just pass the word."

Xiao Shami said goodbye, and only Mu Fan was left in the side hall.

It is said that Buddhism is pure, but in fact, most of Buddhism is not pure. Pilgrims come and go, and it is very noisy. The Hanging Dry Temple is quiet, and there is no one else except a few monks.

Mu Fan thought that the residents near Tianyan Mountain had all left, and the number of monks here had probably not changed for many years.

After waiting for half a pillar of incense, the little novice returned.

"Donor, it's strange, the abbot asked you to see him." The little novice's eyes were full of curiosity.

Mu Fan said: "Bother the little master to lead the way." ”

"Follow me."

Along the way, Xiao Shami asked Mu Fan's identity from time to time, but he didn't ask anything. Looking at Mu Fan's dress, hat and mask, he shouldn't want people to know his true face.

Walking to a Zen monastery, the little novice pointed to a dark room and said, "That is, when talking to the abbot, be careful not to make the abbot angry." ”

Mu Fan looked at the dark room and said in his heart: "Strange monk, he doesn't light the lamp when it's dark." ”

"The abbot hasn't been out for a long time, and he has a very strange personality, and we are all afraid of him. ”

"How long has it been since Master Kanan came out?"

"It's been almost twenty years."

"Twenty years!"