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    Chapter 106

    Don't say that other people can't think of it, it's Shen Qiao, and he didn't expect Yan Wushi to suddenly appear. With such a majestic remark, others thought that he and Hulu were going to fight to the death, but in a blink of an eye, he directly brought people Run away, even the apprentice doesn't care.

    Xuandu Mountain's "Tiankuohongying" is naturally unique in the world. Although Huanyuezong's Qinggong is not so famous, as soon as Yan Wushi made his move, he disappeared for a moment, and even Hulu was far behind, let alone others. .

    Of course, it is also possible that Hulu never expected to meet such a shameless master-level figure.

    Shen Qiao didn't even think about it.

    He still had injuries on his body, his blood was surging, and he was not easy to move rashly. Yan Wushi carried him and walked for more than ten miles, but he was as steady as the ground, without the slightest bump, his face was relaxed, and there was a smile on his lips. Obviously effortless.

    Shen Qiao reacted and wanted to speak, but a mouthful of blood was stuck in his throat, he swallowed hard, and coughed twice: "Put me down..."

    The old god Yan Wushi is here: "What's the hurry, I just descended the mountain. If the fox and deer catch up, wouldn't this trip be in vain?"

    The beauty is in her arms, what's the harm in holding it for dozens of miles?

    It's not that Yan Wushi became a gentleman when he met Shen Qiao, but that he knew Shen Qiao's temperament very well. want to go a step further, but can't be soft at all. Such a beautiful Taoist priest with few desires and calmness, who is usually unmoved, has already cultivated so that it does not touch the fireworks of the world. want to move the rock.

    And Yan Wushi believes that he is not comparable to those inconspicuous rocks. If he wants to, even the stars in the sky can be reached.

    Shen Qiao was a little speechless: "I thought you were going to fight Hulu just now."

    Yan Wushi smiled: "I'm playing against him now, I'm afraid it's still a bit inferior, why waste my efforts and not get any good, if I make a move, it must be guaranteed, and the bamboo basket fight is not what this seat does. ."

    He never shy away from telling the truth, but even if it is the truth, there is a arrogance and arrogance like Yan Wushi.

    Shen Qiao didn't respond. He had just fought, exhausted his energy, suffered internal injuries, and was extremely tired. Before he knew it, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

    Yan Wushi looked down, the corners of his lips smirked, he hugged someone and walked steadily for dozens of miles, directly out of Qingcheng Town, and headed northeast.

    Shen Qiao hadn't slept properly like an ordinary person for a long time.

    This is not to say that he does not need to sleep, but a person who practices martial arts. Sleeping is practicing Qigong, and practicing Qigong can also sleep. He can spread his true qi throughout his body, while exercising and cultivating, he is also resting. Although Shen Qiao doesn't care much about success or failure, he does He also understands that his own strength is strong and he does not need to be slaughtered by others. Since reshaping his foundation, he has been practicing diligently every day, and when he rests at night, he mostly relaxes by meditating and practicing.

    He had just played against Hulu Gu, his internal strength was exhausted, his mind was exhausted, and his dantian was empty for a while, and he usually took a little bit of mind to pay attention to the outside world in his sleep, but now he can't do this, he closed his eyes and lost consciousness. Enter a bizarre dream.

    When he woke up, he was already lying on the bed, and when he turned his head to look, it was dark outside the window, only the candles on the low bed beside the bed flickered, illuminating the room with dim light.

    Before Shen Qiao frowned to expel the dream memory, a joking smile came from her ear: "What kind of dream is this, do you still remember it again and again when you wake up?"

    That's when Shen Qiao felt that something was wrong. The thing he was leaning against was clearly not a pillow, but...

    Yan Wushi's thigh.

    He woke up with Yan Wushi's legs on his back.

    Rao is no matter how calm Shen Qiao is, it's a bit bad after discovering this fact. He is about to get up with his elbows on, but Yan Wushi holds his shoulders: "You still have internal injuries, so you shouldn't move rashly."

    Shen Qiao's chest was still aching, and the flow of true energy was quite stagnant, but he didn't even have the strength to sit up, so he insisted on propping up his upper body and moved to the edge of the bed.

    Feeling the hard touch coming from behind, he breathed a sigh of relief, and leaned on the bed to stay steady.

    Yan Wushi observed his words and expressions, and said with great interest: "What dream did you have, with a face full of peach blossoms and moist eyes."

    Shen Qiao: "..."

    Listening to this description, those who didn't know thought it was him having a spring dream.

    Yan Wushi still has to reach out and touch: "The face is so hot, it must be spring dreams, is this dreaming?"

    Shen Yan took the corner of his mouth: "No, it disappointed Yan Zongzhu, but he dreamed of fighting with many people, and he was still exhausted when he woke up."

    He would never say that there was Yan Wushi in the fighting person, who knew what the other party would say.

    However, he obviously underestimated the dough of the Lord of Huanyue. Even if he didn't say, he could still say shameless words: "Fighting? Where is fighting, is it in bed?"

    Shen Yan said angrily: "If the Lord Yan Zong said so lightly, he would not talk to you in poor way!"

    His family is a threat to people, and it is so soft that there is no deterrent.

    Shen Yan settled the god: "I wonder how long I slept this?"

    Yan Wushi: "It's good to say, all day and night."

    Shen Yan was surprised slightly. I didn't expect that he had slept for so long. His injury would not be better for a while, but when he woke up, his pain had slowed a lot. Then he said: "Thank you for the Lord Yan Zong. If there is any need for the Lord Yan Zong in the future, he will help him if he does not hurt the heavens and the reason."

    Think about the other party's words and deeds a bit absurd and unreliable, and there are more amazing behaviors in Bixia Zong. He was a little uneasy and added: "It can't be absurd and indispensable."

    Although Shen Yan is not a mansion in Xuandu, he is also a master -level character in the world, not to mention that with his character, he can get this promise, which weighs more than a thousand dollars.

    Yan Wushi laughed, but easily pushed away: "It’ s good to say that it has only been paid, so you do n’t have to be so polite. Besides, we do n’t have to do so with this seat. "

    What is the relationship between us, why don't I know? Shen Yan was stunned, and felt that Yan Wushi's time in these years was not just not just spending martial arts and operating martial arts forces, he must also spend on his face.

    Yan Wushi watched him with a smile: "Ah is thirsty?"

    Shen Yan answered subconsciously: "Not thirsty, thank you for your care."

    Yan Wushi: "I think so, when you fell asleep, I have fed you honey water."

    Shen Yan had a bad hunch in his heart: "How to feed it?"

    Yan Wushi asked strangely: "Naturally, the cup is fed to the mouth, how do you want to feed it?"

    He didn't wait for Shen Yan to speak, and he showed a sudden color on his face: "Is it possible that you think you are feeding your mouth? Ah, you are always a gentleman, when will you become so inferior?"

    Shen Yan: "..."

    He had been dumbfounded by the other party, and Rao was so good that he was so good that he couldn't help but want to turn his eyes.

    Yan Wushi also comforted him: "I don't blame you to be crooked. I have told you that Hehuan is not a good person. Don't mix with them. How far away is, how can my family's Aya Lingxiu be defiled by those people? "

    Your reputation does not seem to be better than Hehuanzong?

    Also, what is "My Family Grandma"? Who is your house?

    Shen Yan talked crazy in his heart, but when he argued, he could not ask himself than Yan Wushi. If he said it, the other party must have ten sentences.

    Before the injuries were drowsy, woke up now, and Shen Yan's first thought was the people who were still on the Qingcheng Mountain.

    "I don't know how Zhao Zong, the Lord, will go back and see tomorrow."

    Yan Wushi Weiwei: "The goal of the fox deer is you, you are gone, how can the rest and other people be put in his eyes, as long as they do not come forward to find death by themselves. Those who are like grass mustard in his eyes. "

    Fox Deer estimates that the master's identity, it is impossible to disdain the killing ring, but the Hehuan sect of Duan Wenyu and the muddy water touching the fish is not so easy to pass, but it is in the boundary of the pure sun. Children, if they were slaughtered, would not have to be mixed on the rivers and lakes in the future.

    Shen Yan reminded him: "Yusheng Yan is still on Qingcheng Mountain."

    Yan Wushi even simply: "If this is troublesome, he can't cope with it, and he is not qualified to be a disciple!"

    In Yan Wushi's eyes, people who have no strength have never been worthwhile to look at it. For decades, but Shen Yan has an exception, but it only stops at a sink. The same is true of his apprentice. He has taught him, but if he wants to protect him, why should he walk on the rivers and lakes and kill it directly.

    Shen Yan obviously does not agree with this view. He agrees with Yan Wushi's words, but Zhao Gangying Li Baiyu and others may be able to protect themselves. Fan Yuanbai Zhou Yexue's martial arts will be worse. They may not be protected by the teacher in time, and they will inevitably be injured.

    When Yan Wushi saw him, he reached out and squeezed his cheek: "When can you change the problem for the people of the world, you can be changed, you have a burden on others, and you want to save people? Besides, let's talk about it? Besides? Now one day and one night, it's time to play, what's the use of going? "

    Shen Yan was squeezed by him, and subconsciously raised his head to avoid: "Yan Zongzhu is self -respect!"

    Yan Wushi smiled and groaned: "Forgie is pretty, hugged, touched it, and fed it. Where did you have a touch of your seat? What happened? You do n’t usually apply fat like those boudoir women, but the cheeks are smooth and delicate.

    Shen Yan was thinking about the matter, and when he heard that he only followed Hu Yan, his left ear came in his right ear, and his brows frowned: "At first, Yan Zong was like a god, saying that the fox deer estimated that he had not died, and I still didn't believe it, but now it is It was a word of words, and the fox deer estimated that the teacher was out of the rivers and lakes, but my teacher had died. Looking at the world, no one could hold him. During the sand, died in the middle, and the context of Chunyang was changed again.

    Yan Wushi leaned on the bed and said lazily: "Which one you exercised for others, the pure yang is declining, it is not the opportunity to take the opportunity to come up with Xuandu Mountain. With your current martial arts You have to lie down, even if you kill the Xuandu Mountain to take the position of masterpiece, it is not difficult. Why bother to make wedding clothes for others? If you have this heart, I will help you. "

    Shen Yan glanced at him, endured and endured, and couldn't help it. He said helplessly: "If you speak, just talk, can you not put your hands on my leg? This is not solemn."

    If he was not sleeping inside, he would have been injured at this moment, and he would have already turned over.

    Yan Wushi patted it twice and smiled: "This was your leg, I thought it was a pillow."

    It was said that he would extend his hand under the bedding, pull out a pillow beside Shen Yan's legs, put his hand on top, and pat it gently.

    Shen Yan: Okay shame.

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