Although the disciples of the lower courtyard were convinced by the kung fu of that "Tuo Nan Sheng". But where do you know that a person has attained the Tao and the chicken dog ascends to heaven.

Not only that "Tuo Nan Sheng", but even the two stinky boys who came with him were able to continue to learn a deeper level of Huashan School Kung Fu with him.

And the initiator Jiang Lerong even more knocked out his teeth and swallowed blood.

He originally wanted to provoke the "Tuo Nan Sheng" and the master Nong Yingjie, the two people he hated the most, to fight each other, and it was best to lose both. Otherwise, it would be good to let the master file this stinky boy's sharpness.

Jiang Lerong expected that Nong Yingjie would definitely not want his disciples to learn deeper martial arts.

But I didn't expect that he just wouldn't let them learn from the beginning. There is a real background, but there is no need to die in this quagmire like them.

That night, Jiang Lerong sat on his bed. The more I thought about it, the more annoyed I became, and I couldn't swallow this bad breath.

The disciple's room where he lived was also a room for four people. It's just that he has always been one of the disciples in the lower courtyard, so he sleeps in the best bunk by the window.

At this time, in the dead of night, the other three people in the room were already snoring like thunder. But Jiang Lerong couldn't sleep no matter what.

He made wedding clothes for others during the day today, and other disciples might not say it, but Jiang Lerong knew that he had already lost a big ugly.

What's more, he will not have the face to collect "hospital fees" from other fellow disciples in the future, but he will have to pay silver to that "Tuo Nansheng".

This bad breath made him even more unbearable.

Jiang Lerong thought of hatred, and slammed his fist on the window lattice, which shook the paper window. Propped outside, a wooden stick used to hold up the window fell to the ground with a "clang".

Jiang Lerong was angry in his heart, and shouted to a few junior disciples in the same room: "The stick supporting the window has fallen." Somebody help me go outside and pick it up!"

The snoring of several brothers and sisters suddenly stopped, but soon continued to sound high and low.

Jiang Lerong was even more angry in his heart. He knew that he had lost his ugly day, and now he couldn't even speak very loudly. If it is in normal times, there will definitely be juniors and disciples rushing to help him.

Now that there is no one to take care of him, he can only suppress his anger and crawl out of the warm bed.

The weather in the mountains is cold, and at night it can make people shiver.

But if the sticks supporting the windows are not re-topped, then there will always be a gap in the window. The cold wind in this winter will continue to pour into the house, and the most offended is Jiang Lerong who is lying in the window bunk.

Rather than suffer from the water-like cold, it is better to cheer up and go out and pick up the stick.

Jiang Lerong put on the cold clothes beside the bed and walked out of the door with shrunken hands.

It was pitch black outside, except for a cold moon high above, with a few lone stars shining slightly. The disciples of the entire lower courtyard had already fallen asleep. Snoring could be heard in the courtyard.

Jiang Lerong smeared and found the window stick, raised his head, and suddenly saw a black shadow flashing on the bright and round cold moon.

Jiang Lerong opened his eyes wide in confusion to look again, but there was nothing. He had doubts in his heart, this black shadow looked not small, and it would never be a big bird flying in the middle of the night. Is it a martial arts master, or is it a god?

He looked at this area again, except for the disciple's room in the lower courtyard, there were no other buildings.

At this time, Jiang Lerong's mind suddenly appeared that the martial arts "Tuo Nan Sheng" who was strong in martial arts during the day suddenly appeared.

He was thrilled in his heart, feeling that he might have a big secret, maybe it could be the handle that grabbed "Tuo Nan Sheng" in his hands.

Jiang Lerong suddenly couldn't feel the chill around his body, but he was still trembling with excitement. He walked back to his room with a little fluttering steps, and said in his heart: "I must bring this boy down!"

In fact, that black shadow is none other than Fang Zhongjin.

He quietly left his room in the middle of the night and jumped out of the disciple's room.

The internal force has reached his realm, and the cold in the mountains can no longer hurt him. Fang Zhongjin was only wearing a dark clothes that were convenient for movement, and he walked on the slope of the mountain to which the Huashan faction belonged.

At this time, due to his light work, this Huashan natural danger is no longer in his eyes. It's just that Fang Zhongjin is still not fast.

He quietly sneaked into several rooms guarded by disciples and inspected all the furnishings in the room one by one.

Fang Zhongjin not only did not make a sound, but also did not leave any footprints. Although I turned over the things in the house, I put them back as they were.

It wasn't until he made sure that there was nothing in the house that he was looking for, so he left without a moment and flew to the next room.

Mo said that the disciples guarding the room had already shrunk into a ball and fallen asleep, and even if they were awake, they would not notice anything.

The Huashan faction occupies an extremely wide area, and Fang Zhongjin sneaked out late at night, and checked back and forth in a group of courtyards below. Still nothing. Seeing that the delay continues, the sky will be bright. Fang Zhongjin could only reluctantly jump out of this courtyard.

But instead of returning to the disciple's room in the lower courtyard where he lived, he hurried towards an inconspicuous hillside in the middle of the mountain gate.

The cold wind blew across his face like a steel knife, but it couldn't hinder Fang Zhongjin's speed at all.

Finally he made it to the top of the hill. I saw a bright moon surprisingly big, supported by an old pine on the hillside. And under the shadow of the moon, there was a man standing.

The man had his back to Fang Zhongjin, but just by looking at his posture, he knew that he was a delicate and moving woman. Although she was not dressed thinly, she could not bear the slenderness of her body, and the corners of her clothes were hunted aggressively in the cold night, and she looked as if she was about to be blown down by the wind at any time.

The woman heard the sound of someone tapping her feet behind her, and hurriedly turned around.

Fang Zhongjin saw a happy ~ face, his eyes were bright, shining like stars under the moonlight.

Who else could this woman be if she wasn't a deer?

At this time, Lu'er had already told Fang Zhongjin everything in his heart. There was no longer a barrier between the two of them. The cold deer of the year is gone, and it still changes back to its original cute appearance.

It's just that she retained her appearance when she was in the Shura Dojo and didn't deliberately cover herself with a hair curtain.

Fang Zhongjin smiled softly at Lu'er and said, "How is the women's hospital going, but is someone bullying you?"

The deer smiled skillfully, and his eyes were bent into two small moons. I only heard her say, "Do you think I am you? I'm doing so well in the women's home, no one can bully me. ”

Fang Zhongjin saw that her smile was frank and true, and there was no trace of reluctance to hide it. He knows that Lu'er's kung fu is not weak now. In this women's courtyard, even if someone is jealous of her beauty, they will not be able to bully her. What's more, she is so smart, even if there is any contradiction, she can make a thousand pounds, and she doesn't need to worry too much.

Fang Zhongjin then asked, "Have you seen it in the women's courtyard?" Did you find any clues?"

Speaking of this, Lu'er sighed, frowned and said, "The women's hospital has been checked, and there is nothing special about it. Where are you? How's it going?"

Fang Zhongjin also shook his head and said, "I don't have any clues here. ”

Lu Erqiao smiled and comforted, "The Huashan Sect naturally wouldn't put such a precious thing in a place where we could easily find it. Now that we've ruled out the lower house and the women's house, let's continue to search. We'll meet here in 10 days!"

Fang Zhongjin nodded and said, "Okay!" Although he only said one word, his eyes were bright, and his face showed determination.

Lu'er looked at Fang Zhongjin for a while through the hazy moonlight, and suddenly said with a red face: "Let's go early." This is not a place to stay for long. ”

Fang Zhongjin knew that what she said was right. Nodding his head, he turned around and took a step, and after a few jumps, there was only a dark shadow left in the night.

Lu'er looked at the figure's whereabouts for a moment, then stuck out her tongue with a smile. The cold wind blew and blew away a stream of heat in the deer's heart. She carefully pressed the flower in her heart ~ bud blooming crisp ~ soft and itchy feeling ~ pressed, and also unfolded the wormhole step, sliding into the night like a swimming fish.