Long Yu and Wan'er looked at each other and smiled, and then followed the shopkeeper into the inn.

The shopkeeper's face changed, the whole person became energetic, and his steps were much brisker.

The two were led to the Tianzi guest room, pushed the door in, and a fresh breath came to their faces.

The room is quite elegantly furnished, with detailed screens, antique coffee tables, and even the scenery outside the window is picturesque.

A huge dragon and phoenix carved bed, bedding folded neatly and cleanly, the sheets on it were folded into two cranes connected at the corners of their mouths, forming a peach-shaped "heart" shape, sprinkled with rose petals all around.

Long Wan'er's eyes were full of joy, and she showed a smile that captivated the country and the city:

"I'm really satisfied with a room like this."

"As long as the guest officer is satisfied, as long as he is satisfied, our Tianzi private room will enjoy free dinner, wait a minute." The shopkeeper bowed and withdrew.

Only then did Long Yu ask, "Sister Wan'er, don't you know if men and women are intimate?"

Wan'er sat on the edge of the bed, gently stroked the crane and heart-shaped pattern on the sheets, and said with joy in her eyes:

"Hehe, my body has long been seen by you, and I am already yours, so what are you afraid of?"

Long Yu tugged at the corners of his mouth, and was speechless for a while, yes, the two of them looked at each other in Tang Enguang's witch wand before, and Wan'er also knew that she had the perspective function of the fairy wheel eye.

At this moment, she moved slightly, lay down on the bed, and continued:

"We are only temporarily living in the same room to take care of each other and to be prepared for unexpected dangers when we are away from home. And if you really have no intention of me, how can you come here with me?"

Wan'er's words made Long Yu a little stunned, he didn't expect Wan'er to be so calm...

He sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Wan'er's beautiful face and trusting eyes, and couldn't help but feel a warm current in his heart.

He understands that Wan'er is a brave and kind woman who is willing to give everything for love and justice.

And he will also use his life to protect her and not let her be harmed in any way.

They looked at each other and smiled, as if all the difficulties and dangers had vanished.

At this moment, their hearts are tightly intertwined, and their trust and love for each other have been deeply imprinted in their hearts.

As night fell, the lights of the inn gradually turned on.

At this moment, in the Tianzi room of the inn, a sumptuous dinner came to the second end of the shopkeeper.

Long Yu waved his hand to extinguish the illuminated crystal stone, but took out a candle and lit it in the center of the table.

I thought that Long Yu would not eat, so he turned off the lights, but he wanted to kiss her secretly, but the result was not.

Wan'er was puzzled and asked:

"Why do you use candle lighting?"

Looking at the jumping and flickering firelight, she felt that it was not as good as the crystal lighting.

Long Yu smiled slightly, gently took Wan'er's hand, let her sit beside him and said:

"Candlelight has life, and I want to have a candlelit dinner with you."

He picked up a candle and gently swiped it across Wan'er's palm, leaving a warm imprint.

Wan'er was slightly stunned, then looked down at her palm, and a sweet smile appeared on her face.

She understood what Long Yu meant, it was a small agreement between them, representing the affection and trust between them.

Long Yu lit the candles, and the warm light of the fire danced and flickered in the darkness, adding a warmth and romance to the room.

He sandwiched some dishes for Wan'er, and the two of them enjoyed this delicious dinner quietly.

"Here,."

"Cheers!"

Wan'er tasted the food, but her heart was full of happiness and satisfaction, she knew that the warmth and beauty of this moment would become an eternal memory in their hearts.

Late at night, the two were drunk and hazy, hugging each other and sleeping.

Moonlight shines through the windows into the room, adding a sense of tranquility and beauty to the moment.

Wan'er snuggled in Long Yu's arms, feeling his warmth and safety, and her heart was full of happiness and satisfaction

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She slowly peeled off her clothes, revealing her sparkling skin.

Long Yu was like a beast, hugging Wan'er tightly, and the kiss and breath of the two were intertwined, as if time stood still at this moment.

Wan'er's body was soft and elastic, which reminded Long Yu that they were in the witch wand, and they had already thought about how they could be monkeys when the outside world interfered, and this night was peaceful and far-reaching.

He gently stroked her skin, feeling her heartbeat and body temperature.

Wan'er also hugged him tightly, as if she wanted to integrate him into her body.

The moonlight shines on them through the window, adding a romance and warmth to them, and the figures of the two seem to be about to merge, like a beautiful picture.

Their love is about to bloom into the most beautiful flower.

Wan'er closed her eyes, quietly enjoying the beauty of this moment that was coming, and Long Yu was already feeling each other's presence and love.

"Amitabha Buddha ......!"

Suddenly, an ethereal and distant Buddha horn sound shook like thunder.

"Wow! You...... Who?!"

Long Yu immediately scolded, because at some point, there was actually a bald guy standing in the room......!

"Ahh

Wan'er's eyes suddenly widened like a bull's eyes, and she screamed and exclaimed, so frightened that she hurriedly grabbed the futon, and then wrapped herself and hid inside, shivering.

"The name of the old man is Wuzhen, the Buddha's name is Pudu, and Yang Xuexin is also."

He was skinny, with nine incense scars on his bald head holding ring seals, his face was expressionless, his hands were folded, and his body was full of golden light, and he said leisurely:

"Emptiness is color, death is emptiness, emptiness is not different color, color is not different from emptiness, and it is the same when you think about it......

Long Yu suddenly jumped like thunder, interrupting his endless and obscure incantation, and scolded:

"I'll go to your uncle, the old immortal stinky monk, what is the reason for reciting scriptures and going back to your temple and breaking into my room?"

"The donor is not impatient, the cultivator needs to consolidate the essence of the foundation, how can he be sucked by the pink skeleton, and the old man came to shave the donor to become a monk with me."

Tonsure? Monk? Being a monk?

Long Yu was furious, how could he be a monk and not be close to beauty?

"I'll go to your uncle, and I have to be willing to recruit apprentices, if it hurts my good deeds, you will find death."

Long Yu couldn't contain the violent temper in his heart, put on his pajamas for a moment, and suddenly waved his big hand, and a "Divine Dragon Palm" was played, and the spirit giant palm suddenly roared and wanted to slap it to death.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the monk casually stretched out a finger, and suddenly a golden light flashed with the word "swastika" on the fingertips, colliding with the giant palm of the spirit image, and the spirit image palm was shattered.

Whew~!

Coax and coax ......!

The attic of the inn was swept away by a powerful shock wave, and wood-cut tiles and broken stone bricks were scattered all over the sky.

The people of the inn were awakened from their deep sleep, and they were all naked and screaming in panic.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Long Yu Xu Yu threw out the Bagua Mirror Emperor Weapon, covered Long Wan'er who was hiding in the bedding on the bed, covered the divine light, protected it, and burst into a loud shout:

"Stinky monk, you give Lao Tzu a beating."

Then he jumped away, and the monk had to chase after him, for fear that he would escape.

In the void, he suddenly fought with Gozhen.

The figures of the two are intertwined in the void of the full moon and dark night, and the light of the Buddha and the occult are intertwined, forming a spectacular picture.

Long Yu stepped on the scabbard of the sword that slashed the sky, held the sword of Emperor Minghong, and was wearing pajamas, and from time to time the strong wind blew his clothes without covering his shame.

The monk's fists and feet are like the wind, fast as lightning, and every move carries incomparable power.

Suddenly, the void was like thunder, and the fireworks exploded like the Chinese New Year's Eve, causing the people of the town to wake up from their deep sleep, open the doors and windows or come to the street, looking up at the big battle.

Rumble! Thundered! The void roared incessantly.

Wuzhen, on the other hand, is based on Buddhism and uses occult art to compete with it.

Their battle is like that between heaven and earth

Thunder and lightning collide, and each collision brings huge energy fluctuations.