Under Fang Xing's strong request, Ying Qiaoqiao still blushed and untied the talisman on Fang Xing's body, and then sat on the edge of the couch with a red face, Fang Xing moved his arms and feet, and the thief smiled and leaned over to her, his eyes were shining, and he pouted and kissed Ying Qiaoqiao, but he lost his face when Ying Qiaoqiao was frightened, and he didn't know whether to hide or not, he was clearly a master of Jindan, but his two hands were stretched out, but he couldn't stop Fang Xing from putting his mouth on his face......

The warm breath blows on the cheeks like a soldering iron, and Ying Qiao's heart is like a rabbit, and he is a little dizzy.

"That's it......"

Gritting his teeth gently, Ying Qiaoqiao's mind was a little foggy, and he secretly made a decision.

However, the expected scene did not happen, and at the same time that mouth kissed his face, Ying Qiaoqiao's body stiffened.

A purple gold talisman was attached to her forehead.

This is a kind of demigod-level talisman, even if it is the cultivation of the Jindan realm of Ying Qiaoqiao, it can't be broken for a while.

And Fang Xing crossed his arms, stood in front of her with a smile, and said: "Master, I don't have a few skills left now, but there are still some babies, you stinky girl actually want to force Liang to become a prostitute......?

As he spoke, he pressed Ying Qiaoqiao's head stiffly, hating the scolding that iron is not steel.

This purple gold talisman is much stronger than Shi Cai to fix Fang Xing and Fu Seal, Ying Qiaoqiao couldn't even speak, but his eyes looked straight at Fang Xing, his eyes were crystal clear, but he was already in tears, and his face was full of sadness and pity.

Fang Xing was a little embarrassed, pondered for a while, smiled and pinched Ying Qiaoqiao's face, felt that it was slippery and moving, so he pinched it again, and then smiled: "Don't pretend to be so pitiful." It is the master who abolished the Daoji, and it is not you, and I don't need you to pity me, the dignified Jindan monk abandoned the path of cultivation to marry the master and me, are you stupid or not, you ......"

"Haha......"

With a long laugh, he strode out the door. When he was about to go out, he rubbed his two fingers, only to feel smooth and moving, but he was also a little excited in his heart, and muttered: "Mortals are molesting Jindan overhaul......?

......

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"Dead fatty, get out of here!"

When he arrived in the courtyard, Fang Xing scolded loudly, but he poked out the head of Yu San, who was sitting alone in the flower hall drinking this cup of happy wine, and Fang Xing was also angry when he saw him. rushed up and kicked and beat indiscriminately, scolding in his mouth: "You are a dead fat man, dare to forcibly escort the master to the church? Fortunately, it is a beauty, otherwise I would not have lost a lot of money?"

Yu Sanliang cultivated like this, but he didn't dare to fight back, for fear that he would kill this bandit if he was not stingy, and Fang Xing's fist would not pose any threat to him now, so he smiled bitterly while side by side: "You don't go into the cave room." What are you doing here?"

"Return the cave room, your uncle. Do you really think that those people looking for me are stupid? If it weren't for the fact that the eldest lady gave me a blood lotus flower to change my breath, I would have been pushed out a long time ago, and now this little princess of the Bohai Kingdom has cut off her cultivation path and suddenly retreated to such a broken place in the Bohai Kingdom, do you think those people will not be able to see it? I think you have been a young sect master for so many years and have really done it in vain, or is it such a pig's head, don't run away. Come over here and let me kick it twice, damn it...... It's fast......"

After chasing for a long time, he understood the scolding, and after pondering for a while, Zhengse said, "Senior Brother Fang." If it weren't for your mention back then, my Yu Sanliang would still be just a waste Taoist boy of the Qingyun Sect now, maybe they would have died in the sect's overthrow, I have always kept this kindness in my heart, you don't have to worry about those enemies, I have been careful in handling things, and I haven't shown the slightest rumor, if you are worried, I can arrange a safe secluded house for you and Senior Sister Ying in another place, and I will definitely protect ......"

"Seclusion your uncle!"

Fang Xing got angry again, went up and kicked Yu Sanliang and kicked him, Yu Sanliang didn't change his face and his heart didn't beat, and he didn't take it seriously, but he panted tiredly, and gasped for a while before he said: "Don't talk about your uncle's eggs, do you really owe me when people owe me? Give up a good future in vain to accompany me to live in seclusion as a wasted person? Hehe, I may not regret it for three or two years, or I may not regret it for ten or eight years, but what about thirty or fifty years? What about a hundred years later? I will be in the grave by then, and people will still be like this!"

At this point, he was also a little tired, sat down, picked up the flask and poured half a pot into his mouth.

Yu Sanliang didn't know what to say, his eyebrows were tightly locked, and he looked at him with worry and pity.

"Come on, I also know that you are afraid that I will get drunk and die in the Qinglou, but this matter is not necessary!" Fang Xing waved his hand lazily: "In fact, I've been here for nearly three years, and I'm tired of it, it's time to go out for a walk!"

"Senior Brother Fang, you are not in good health now, but you must ......"

Yu Sanda was taken aback, and subconsciously wanted to open his mouth to stop it.

"My body is not getting better!"

Fang Xing smiled a little indifferently and said, "What is the difference between staying here all the time and being in prison?"

Yu Sanliang didn't know what to say, but he still didn't want Fang Xing to leave, the rivers and lakes were sinister, Fang Xing had no cultivation now, he really didn't worry about letting him go out for a walk by himself, so he said something like accompanying him to relax, but Fang Xing refused, a pot of wine was drunk, Fang Xing put down the cup and stood up, and said with a smile: "But you have to go, otherwise she should break free!"

Yu Sanliang didn't know whether to stop or not, so he could only pack up as he said.

Fang Xing hugged his fists towards Yu Sanliang, and then slowly walked into the darkness.

A green donkey, a coat, a wine gourd, is all the outfits that Fang Xing wants, slowly crooked on the donkey, hooves clattered along the stone path in the Kraken City and walked out, behind, someone is holding their eyes, ahead, the stars are hanging low, this side of the world, there are too many interesting things, Fang Xing seems to have seen this world again, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he is in a happy mood.

"Don't follow me anymore, don't come to me, if you can see me one day, the master will be more majestic than before!"

Taking a heavy sip of his wine, he drank to the rear.

In the void behind, Yu Sanliang, who followed quietly, stood in place, sighing loudly, his heart like the wind blowing.

Not far away, above the city, Ying Qiaoqiao, who was dressed in a red wedding dress, looked at his back in a daze, and his face was full of tears.

After leaving the Bohai Country and hitting the road again, I don't know where the purpose is, but on the road, the mood is good.

He was slow, not impetuous, riding a green donkey, swaying to the territory of Chu Domain, drinking in the small wine shop under the Qingyun Sect Mountain, watching the Qingyun Sect disciples wearing green clothes outside the wine shop talking and laughing elegantly, flying through the sky outside the wine shop, when he was about to leave, he even suddenly saw a group of disciples who were not weak in the Qingyun Sect flew out of the mountain, controlled the magic weapon, and swept away, but saw a lot of acquaintances inside, Qin Xing'er, the woman who liked to wear apricot yellow clothes, the high-footed leather gentleman of Shuwen Valley, and Feng Qingwei, who had a lot of contradictions back then, Wu Tong and others, who are real, flew together.

"They haven't changed......"

Fang Xing smiled bitterly, drank the last glass of wine, stepped on the green donkey, and walked slowly up the mountain road.

"That donkey rider looks familiar!"

In the air, Qin Xing'er, a true disciple of the Qingyun Sect, looked at Fang Xing's back and said with a frown.

"Yes...... It's a little familiar......

Liu Heihu, another true legend next to him, frowned and took over the words, as if he had looked at it carefully for a long time, but suddenly laughed and said: "Senior sister, you look at his crooked appearance, not like the injured big black dog I saw a few days ago?"

"Sneer......"

Qin Xing'er laughed out loud, glanced at Liu Heihu, and said, "You are always in shape!"

"There are rumors in Qingyun Sect, the more you don't have the right shape, the bigger the ability!"

Liu Heihu laughed and turned back to greet the disciples: "Senior brothers, hurry up and set off, time is running out!"

A group of disciples roared away, and the lower row rode slowly on donkeys.

Leaving the realm of Qingyun Sect, he slowly swayed again, and came to the Xuanyu area where the Xuanxuan coffin landed in the past, and saw that this Xuanyu that was once full of chances had dimmed and the treasure light was shattered, but there were still many monks wandering in this area, hoping to meet some immortal fate, Fang Xing sat for two days in the place where he had killed Huangfu Daozi, and then turned to leave.

It was a long journey again, the green donkey walked leisurely, Fang Xing was not in a hurry, three or five years passed, but slowly rushed to the area of the Snow Mountain, now the Snow Mountain has been closed, as the five saints have taught apprentices here, plus the cemetery of the four saints, ordinary people are not allowed to enter, and Fang Xing can only turn around in the periphery of the Snow Mountain for a few days, this day the donkey is tired, standing in place and refusing to move, the wine in the gourd is drunk again, Fang Xing has no choice but to come down and lead the donkey, into a farmer's house.

"Is anyone there?

Fang Xing stood at the door and called out, but saw a plain-clothed peasant woman with a flower cloth on her head open the curtain and walked out.

"Go get it from the well yourself, there's a bucket next to it!"

The woman held a wooden basin for washing rice and pointed to the southwest corner of the courtyard.

Fang Xing was suddenly stunned, he didn't move for a long time, he just looked at this woman blankly.

"Anything else to do with the guests?"

The peasant woman raised her head and glanced at Fang Xing with some displeasure.

Fang Xing suddenly laughed and said, "Do you have any silver?"

The peasant woman was slightly stunned, raised her head and looked at Fang Xing carefully for a long time, her eyes seemed to be a little stunned, and a little surprised, but after a long time, she relaxed, smiled, turned around and opened the door curtain, and laughed softly: "There is no silver, but I am about to cook, and there is a pot of bad wine, if it is not for the fact that the house is cramped and the food is poor, let's stay and have a meal together!" (To be continued.) )

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