Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Beating Heart

When the woman's hand slipped on his shoulder, in an instant, Tang Zimo felt an indescribable comfort, feeling a pair of silky jade hands swimming around his shoulder, which made this guy's heart itch for a while, and soon his thoughts flew to Jiuxiao.

After Duanmu Shihan smeared it a few times, he read: "Why don't you turn around, I'll wipe the front, it is estimated that the injury is not light, but your clothes must continue to remain like this." ”

"Oh!" Tang Zimo turned around in agreement, just when his body was about to face Duanmu Shihan, but in a second, the little girl was so frightened that she immediately closed her eyes, and she didn't dare to look at Tang Zimo's pectoral muscles at all.

Tang Zimo turned around and saw her with a shy look, and couldn't help but smile secretly. "Her apricot eyes are closed, her long eyelashes blink slightly, and her cherry mouth is delicate and flat, with an indescribable charm and tenderness. ”

Duanmu Shihan poured the medicine into the palm of her hand with her perception, closed it again and again, and didn't see her apply the medicine for a long time. Tang Zimo saw that she was so impatient, and felt a little itchy in her back, so she reached out and wanted to scratch her back, but her body bent slightly and her head deviated.

At this time, the woman also happened to adjust the ointment, she closed her eyes and stretched out her hands to apply it to Tang Zimo's neck down.

"Oops, you wiped it on my face. Tang Zimo suddenly shouted.

Hearing this, Duanmu Shihan panicked, her hands were accidentally twitched, and she accidentally knocked the medicine bottle on the table next to her to the ground, she quickly opened her eyes, and saw that Tang Zimo's face was printed with two hand-grabbed plasters.

Seeing this guy looking like a clown, Duanmu Shihan spit out a little fragrant tongue, with a playful smile on his face, and stammered: I, I, I didn't mean it!"

"Forget it, I'll do it myself. ”

"No, you can't give up halfway, and besides, wouldn't it seem that I'm insincere. Duanmu Shihan said lightly.

"I just know in my heart that you're good!" Tang Zimo answered, turned around and prepared to walk away.

Seeing that this guy was disobedient, Duanmu Shihan quickly stretched out his hand to grab Tang Zimo, and said, "Stand up, who told you to move just now, so you can't blame me, your neck is also injured, let's wipe this first." ”

"Miss Duanmu, you-"

Regardless of whether this guy agreed or not, Duanmu Shihan slipped his hand down again and carefully applied plaster to Tang Zimo.

Tang Zimo looked at Duanmu Shihan with a blank gaze, he was really moved in his heart, why does this woman care about herself, others want to bully me, just she has been treating herself since the day they met. Gradually, Tang Zimo's mind slowly burned her shadow.

Duanmu Shihan saw his eyes staring at him, so he panicked: "Hey, don't look at me like this, or ......"

"You look so beautiful!" Tang Zimo couldn't help but read.

Hearing this man's love words, Duanmu Shihan's face immediately turned crimson, and his heart was like a deer colliding with him. She scolded coquettishly: "You're going to die, don't wipe it, and in anger, Xiao Fan punched Tang Zimo." ”

"Oops-" After a moment of pain, Tang Zimo's body couldn't help but fall backwards.

Feed!!

Seeing that this annoying guy was about to fall, Duanmu Shihan also hurriedly reached out to pull him, and at the same time took a step on his legs, but unfortunately, his feet just stepped on the empty medicine bottle that fell before.

"Ahh

There was a squeak, and only a crisp sound of the wooden table could be heard.

As a result, the two hugged each other again, the man leaned on the table, and the woman was on top, which was indeed very indecent.

"My waist is going to break, Miss Duanmu, you want my life. Tang Zimo rolled his eyes and said.

"You're ......!"

Duanmu Shihan lay on Tang Zimo's chest, there seemed to be tears in her eyes, she looked at this man with a lot of anger in her heart, and the whole person was at a loss.

"You, you, obscene, shameless, and a disciple!" Duanmu Shihanyan scolded angrily, raised his small palm and slapped Tang Zimo's face, snapping his ears, and then quickly turned around and rushed out of the door.

was slapped by this girl for some reason, Tang Zimo really couldn't cry or laugh when he touched his cheeks, this also hit me, is there any reason. He covered his cheeks and walked out of the door to look at Duanmu Shihan, outside the door, the woman's figure had already disappeared without a trace.

Alas, Tang Zimo sighed helplessly, although he was beaten up today, but the thought of being surrounded by the tenderness of the two girls, it was worth thinking about.

After the past few days, Tang Zimo clearly understands a truth, if you want others to be afraid of you, then you must be strong, because only the strong are qualified to speak, and becoming strong is the last word, which has been the same throughout the ages.

Now, Tang Zimo deeply understands that the words that Xu Wuman and they confessed to him at the beginning were not so simple, and it seemed that they had to be modest.

Turning back into the house, he continued to look at the book, following the gesture rhythmically, until he fell tired and collapsed, and then slowly fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, when this guy from another world was sleeping sweetly, a faint cry of a woman came into his ears, very small and hazy......

Early in the morning, he took a deep breath when he was ready to go, fortunately thanks to their help, in addition to a slight pain in his body, the injuries on his body were not serious, I didn't expect the recovery to be so fast, it seems that this elixir really works, and when I have time, I should thank which woman and Duanmu Shihan them.

Lian Wuping!

Everyone had already started practicing, and he didn't even glance at those guys when he walked over, just nodded slightly at Luochen. For Duanmu Shihan, in order to avoid embarrassment, Tang Zimo didn't dare to look at her at all, but Yu Guang secretly glanced at this chick.

When Duanmu Shihan saw him coming, he was so frightened that he didn't even dare to raise his head, and pulled his skirt tightly with both hands!

Tang Zimo walked past everyone, ran to a separate place by himself, picked up an ordinary sword and practiced intently.

After a while, a purple-clothed disciple with delicate eyebrows came from afar and shouted, "Senior Brother Luochen!"

Hearing the sound, Luochen turned around, "Oh, Senior Brother Hao, why are you here!"

The purple-clothed disciple walked into Luochen's side and said, "Senior brother, come here." ”

After the purple-clothed disciple exchanged a few words with Luo Chen, Luo Chen's eyes fell into a trance, looked up in the direction of Tang Zimo, and said, "Senior brother, wait a while, I'll call Senior Brother Tang here." ”

Luochen walked quickly in front of Tang Zimo and said, "Senior brother, you are really diligent today."

"Luochen, you see outside, where am I a senior brother, just call me by my name. Tang Zimo said.

Senior brother, my master, who is also the master of the Immortal Dust Pavilion, will see you.

"What, the pavilion wants to see me?" Tang Zimo wondered.

"Hmm!" Luo Chen nodded, pointed at the purple-clothed disciple, and said, "That's my second senior brother Hao Mo, you can go with him quickly." ”

Tang Zimo nodded, quickly ran to the purple-clothed disciple and saluted, "Senior Brother Hao, I don't know what the pavilion master is looking for me. ”

The purple-clothed disciple interrupted Tang Zimo's words and whispered, "Let's talk about it on the road!"

"Good. ”

When everyone saw Tang Zimo being taken away by a purple-clothed disciple, they were all stunned, and Duanmu Shihan also looked at him with a wave of confusion and left.

After the two of them walked a long distance, the purple-clothed disciple read, "Senior brother, my master wants to see you." ”

Tang Zimo continued: "Senior Brother Hao, just call me by name, you don't have to do those etiquettes."

"How can I do it, if the head knows, I will have to suffer. ”

Tang Zimo smiled faintly, then I don't know what is the matter with the Pavilion Master looking for me?

I don't know why, anyway, you just go, by the way, in Xia Hao Mo, the second disciple of Xianchen Pavilion.

Well, Tang Zimo nodded, in the lower Tang-

Tang Zimo is right! The purple-clothed disciple snatched Tang Zimo's words and read: "I already know, your great name has spread all over the Immortal Dust Peak, and the head of the sect has never accepted an apprentice since he took over as the head of the sect, you are the first person." ”

"Senior Brother Hao is serious, where can I be so capable. Tang Zimo said politely.

The purple-clothed disciple continued: "Don't shout, wouldn't this be a mess of generations." ”

It doesn't matter, it is estimated that Senior Brother Hao has been on the mountain for a long time, and it should be slightly older than his brother, so I can naturally call it.

It's been almost five or six years, it's okay, oh no! I can't help it, if I let the master know, he won't punish me.

"It really doesn't matter, anyway, everyone will be brothers in the future, just call them brothers. Tang Zimo knows deeply that he has no foundation at the moment, and the best thing is to expand his connections, one more friend will have one less enemy.

The purple-clothed disciple groaned slightly, and then continued: "Okay, it's really weird and awkward, Brother Tang is really a cheerful person, so Hao is welcome." ”

The two of them talked and laughed all the way, and after a while, they came to the main hall of the Immortal Dust Pavilion, Tang Zimo looked left and right, and there was not even a ghost in it.

"Brother Tang, wait a minute. As soon as Hao Mo finished speaking, he looked up and carefully looked at the beams above the main hall one by one, strange, what about the master?

Seeing Hao Mo like this, Tang Zimo looked confused, it seems that that Urging Ziyan is really a strange person, otherwise why would he climb the beam.

"Actually, not?" Hao Mo pondered for a moment, oh, the master must have gone outside again! Brother Tang, you come with me.

Outside the main hall, Tang Zimo followed Hao Mo to a vacant location in front of the hall, Hao Mo looked up at the top of the hall and said loudly: "Master, the apprentice brought Senior Brother Tang here." ”

Tang Zimo looked up, and there was indeed a figure lying on the eaves of the roof of the main hall.

Brother Tang, don't be surprised, my master is good at everything, but he is used to being at ease.

Brother Hao said that, urging the pavilion master to call this "chic temperament" is-haha, the two laughed.

"Master, the apprentice brought the senior brotherβ€”"

"I heard it, why don't you hurry up!" came the voice of urging Ziyan from the top of the main hall.

Brother Tang, let's go up.

"Go up?" Seeing that the top of the hall was at least eight '9 meters high from the ground, Tang Zimo smiled helplessly.

Hao Mo saw that he looked weak, and read: "Senior Brother Tang's situation, Brother Xiao secretly told me, it's okay, if that's the case, then go with Hao." ”

"Ah, do you want to fly?" Without waiting for Tang Zimo to continue his nonsense, Hao Mo grabbed his shoulders, kicked his feet and rose out of thin air, flying off the wall like those masters in TV, Hao Mo's palms opened, and a spiritual power of martial arts came out, and the two flew to the top in the blink of an eye.

Master, Senior Brother Tang has already brought!

"Since you brought it, you can go down first. Urging Ziyan to lie on the eaves of the tile and read weakly.

"Yes, master. Hao Mo turned around and glanced at Tang Zimo, now this guy's eyes were glowing with golden light, and the corners of his mouth were slightly foaming at the mouth, revealing a dizzy posture and half lying on the eaves, his palms tightly grasping the eaves for fear of falling.

Hao Mo shook his head with a smile and said, "Senior Brother Tang, I wish you a good time." With that, he jumped and slowly descended from the top of the temple as if he were stepping on auspicious clouds.

The young man who came back to his senses for a long time hurriedly wiped off the white foam at the corner of his mouth, Tang Zimo hurriedly stood up and looked up, urging the pavilion master to lie on the top of the main spine of the main hall, holding a wine gourd in his hand, looking very intoxicated.

Qi Ziyan lay on the roof tiles and said leisurely: "Look at your trembling appearance, you can't come over." ”

"Yes!" Tang Zimo lowered his head and walked cautiously on the eaves, afraid of accidentally falling down, and when he came to the front of the urging Ziyan, he asked: I don't know what happened to the master of the urging pavilion to find a disciple?