‘Good come!’

Facing the golden sword that was slashing towards him, Fengcao Taoist's lazy eyes glared at him, entered the spirit monkey, jumped up, and his shoulders shook, and the greasy wooden sword behind him flew out.

A fairy showed his way, and his body looked like he was drunk. He staggered and walked straight, and instantly crashed into Zhu Yunfu's arms.

"Bang..."

Although the Taoist poses a low body, he obviously has a strong strength. Even with Zhu Yunfu's figure, he was knocked back a few steps after being hit.

"Good...good skills..."

After being knocked back by the Taoist, Zhu Yunfu was not angry but happy. His eyes were flashing with a hot sperm. It was obvious that he was interested in seeing the hunt.

Seeing that Zhu Yunfu's crazy temperament was offended again, Deng Fan shook his head secretly, but subconsciously took a few steps behind his feet.

"Clang!"

Sure enough, Zhu Yunfu turned the golden knife in his hand and cut it off obliquely. The huge golden knife in his hand was like an antelope hanging its horns and waving it like an arm.

The wooden sword in the Taoist hand was made of, and under the slash of the golden sword, a series of sparks splashed.

"Brother! Teach this thief Taoist priest a lesson..."

Seeing that his prince was so handsome, Zhu Yunling also tactfully put away the whip and put it on his waist, standing there with his hands on his hips, like a hot little pepper, looking at the charming Taoist who was slippery like a loach.

"Don't worry, this is not something that can't be left in the thief Taoist priest..."

"What a spicy little girl, it's really delicious, Dao likes it!"

The brother and sister were whispering each other, and the Taoist priest didn't care. He looked like a swimming fish, and he was dodging, like a catkin in the wind, floating around, and the wooden sword in his hand was swung out from time to time, every time until Zhu Yunfu was vital.

After watching the game next to him for a long time, Deng Fan could see some tricks. Although this Taoist looked pale and not tall, his breath was long and far from being comparable to Zhu Yunfu.

When the two sides fought, Zhu Yunfu, who was supported by his own physical strength, might be able to gain a slight advantage in the early stage, but as long as the time goes by, Zhu Yunfu will undoubtedly be defeated.

"Brother! Please stop..."

Seeing that Zhu Yunfu's forehead was still sweating, Deng Fan's heart moved, and his fascia burst out and he ran out. Although his body was not big, he was like a arrogant bear, inserted into the two of them.

A pair of black and black palms were lined up from left to right, forcibly separated the two.

Zhu Yunfu is from his own side at least, but Deng Fan can't watch him lose, and is frustrated by this charming Taoist.

"I, Deng Fan, saw that my fellow Taoist was in a hurry and didn't know where to come from."

"It turns out that he is a fellow fellow Taoist, I am Li Si, from Qingbiao Mountain in Quanzhou..."

Looking at Deng Fan's blue and black palm, Fengcao Taoist's eyes lit up, but a strange color flashed in his eyes.

The Qianzhou area has been mountainous since ancient times, remote and sparsely populated, but he did not expect to meet a true cultivator in such a place.

"It turns out that I am a fellow Taoist from Quanzhou. I don't know where my friend comes from..."

In fact, since the first time I saw this Taoist, Deng Fan realized that the aura on this Taoist was somewhat similar to the white-faced Taoist I met in Zhengjiazhuang. [The protagonist does not know the origin of the Taoist priest in Zhengjiazhuang! Don’t criticize me if you are a lie.]

But unlike the white-faced Taoist, this person, although he was coquettish, had no sign of being possessed. Deng Fan did not dare to be sure of the relationship between the two for a while.

"I finally met a fellow student, and I also wanted to ask about some things for fellow practitioners..."

......

"Catch that thief Taoist priest who killed the sky..."

"Catch him back, I must castrate him..."

"Get out of the way, let me go..."

“…”

Just as Deng Fan was about to use words to draw a set of the origin of this man, there was a sudden burst of pushing and scolding in the street ahead.

"Hahaha... Fellow Daoist, there are still some things on the channel, so let's take a step first. At midnight, I will go to Fellow Daoist for advice."

"Dao Master is born a romantic man and uses paper as money to travel around the world! He has not died under the peony flowers, and he will become a demon and an immortal after completing his work..."

Seeing the movement in front of the street, Fengcao Taoist suddenly changed his face, and he blew up, jumped, rushed into the crowd, took a few sways, and disappeared at the corner of the street.

Only one inappropriate limerick was left, and the lingering sound echoed on the streets.

"Where has that thief Taoist priest gone? Find me..."

"Even if I search the entire Nuhe Town today, I will find that stinky Taoist priest for me!"

"I have seen anyone who eats a tycoon meal in my life, but I have never seen anyone who prostitutes a tycoon prostitute..."

The Taoist's voice had just disappeared. A old lady Xu, dressed in a veil and a heavy makeup, squeezed into the crowd with a few fierce men, holding a handful of rough dark money in her hand, looking sad and angry.

Hearing this, Deng Fan was stunned. The corners of his mouth twitched, but he complained in his heart, "I still have Buddhas and immortals, I think it's about the same thing as Tai Ritian."

If both Buddhas and immortals have such virtues, then I can be called a "saint".

Thinking of the behavior and expression of this charming Taoist, Deng Fan was even more sure in his heart that his relationship with the white-faced Taoist was absolutely extraordinary, and it was even possible that the two were brothers.

‘I hope you don’t get enemies with me!’

A faint light flashed in his eyes, but Deng Fan sighed secretly in his heart, hoping that this Taoist could be more sensible in his heart.

"Master, why didn't you stop that thief Taoist priest just now..."

Looking at Deng Fan's face, Zhu Yunfu, who was standing beside him, looked full of confusion.

Just when he wanted to continue asking questions, Zhu Yunling, who was beside him, grabbed him and signaled him not to ask too much. He looked at Deng Fan with an intriguing look on his face.

"This ghost girl..."

Seeing Zhu Yunling's gaze, Deng Fan couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. He knew that this little girl must have guessed something.

Zhu Yunfu is not bad. Although he has a big view of the situation, he is far behind this little girl. If it weren't for her having never been far away since childhood and having limited knowledge, Deng Fan even suspected that even his thoughts would not have been able to hide from this girl.

Thinking of this possibility, Deng Fan couldn't help but shudder, but he made a secret decision in his heart that he must stay away from this girl in the future. After all, no one likes to be guessed by others.

"Brother Zhu doesn't know anything. I suspect that this person is related to the white-faced Taoist I met in Zhengjiazhuang a few days ago."

There was no secret left and right. Seeing Zhu Yunfu looking at him with a puzzled look, Deng Fan did not hide it and directly expressed his guess.

"Okay... What a thief Taoist priest. It turns out that he is in the same group as the lustful Taoist. It turns out that he is not a family, so he doesn't enter the whole family."

"Since the Taoist priest has long discovered that this thief Taoist priest is not a good thing, why should he let him go?"

"Brother Zhu, don't forget the purpose of our trip. If it is not necessary, it is better not to cause trouble. Also, if you meet this Taoist priest again next time, you must not mention the fact that I have seen that white-faced Taoist."

Seeing Zhu Yunfu's straightforward look, Deng Fan also had a headache, so he simply reminded him, and ignored him and turned around and walked towards the inn.

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Chapter completed!