Fang Yuanluo, who had shaved his beard, sat with folded hands on the rocks, as clever as a child who had just finished his private school.

Jiang Su finally understood the meaning of Fang Yuanluo's words, and Fang Yuanluo shaved his beard. It's a little too tender indeed.

The lips were red and the teeth were white, and he could not believe that what was in front of him was the deputy master of the gang.

It's not wrong that he wants to be cute, but the contrast is too big, isn't it? Fang Yuanluo looks as if he is ten years younger, and as he is now, he doesn't seem to have a weak crown.

Jiang Su coughed and asked, "Deputy Master Fang, you." How old are you? "

Fang Yuanluo's face was expressionless: "26."

Jiang Su: "."

Forget it, anyway, now Fang Yuanluo does look clean and tidy, and then change into clean clothes, this is not a proper young son of the family? How adorable it is! who can read it and dislike it?

Besides, after the golden advice of love, there is another sentence to remember. Remember, you always need ta to kiss and hug the treasure boy and girl held high. Fang Yuanluo used to have the image of kissing and hugging and holding high, but now it seems to be very appropriate.

"it's getting late. Let's go back and have a rest." Jiang Su coughed and said, "I'll find a suitable suit for you tomorrow."

Fang Yuanluo grabbed Jiangsu's sleeve.

"No." Fang Yuanluo's voice trembled, "I can't go back like this."

He, the deputy master of the beggar gang, used to be a mighty and majestic man, but now he has been shaved, and he has to go back to accept the ridicule of his brothers in the gang with such a tender face. it's terrible. He doesn't want to do that.

Mu Yichuan was already impatient with the sudden emergence of Fang Yuanluo, but now Fang Yuanluo still wants to stay. He can't hold back his grievances and murmur: "Why can't you go back like this?"

Fang Yuanluo turned to look at him and wanted to cry without tears: "Brother Wood, you don't understand, the whole gang is rugged and heroic. I'm the only one who cleans up. I'm so different, I'm afraid it's funny to go back."

Muichuan: "you just let them shave like you."

Fang Yuanluo: "…."

Fang Yuanluo realized.

He was so excited that he grabbed Muichuan's hand, shook it up and down a few times, and shouted, "Brother Mu, you are such a genius!"

Yeah! As long as he let all the disciples of the gang be like him, then of course he would not be so eye-catching, and naturally no one would come to laugh at him!

But he also needs a reason, a reason for all his disciples to shave and wash clothes and pay attention to personal hygiene.

Fang Yuanluo looked at Muyichuan again and tried to get a full answer from Muyichuan.

Muichuan: "er. Poor but not down and out? "

Fang Yuan Luo Chaomu Yichuan is compared to Brother thumb.

He realized.

People can be poor, but the spirit can not be poor, they should be poor and happy, to be clean, civilized and polite to help others!

Besides, doesn't Dr. Fu love to be clean? If he can clean up the gang, Fu Wenxiao's affection for him will soar, why are he afraid of not having a common topic with Fu Wenxiao? On this point, it is impossible for him and Fu Wenxiao to have a common topic!

Fang Yuanluo was so excited that he wanted to rush back to implement the great plan immediately, but he had always been a man of gratitude. Before he left, he was extremely moved and clasped Muyichuan's hand and said earnestly, "Brother Mu, are you still going to take part in the trial of sword tomorrow?"

Muichuan: "Yes."

Fang Yuanluo patted himself on the chest: "Don't worry!" If we meet on the sword tomorrow, I will let you win! "

Muichuan: "…."

……

The next day, Jiang Su heard the chaos outside, as if there were countless people shouting, and the situation was so miserable that it was enough to make people stare.

Many people in the Wulin League gathered around the courtyard to watch the hustle and bustle. Jiang Su was curious and then leaned over. Just as Muyichuan came here, he stood by and looked in with him.

Inside, Fang Yuanluo was grabbing a disciple who helped him shave his beard. There were already several disciples who looked clean and clean beside him. Everyone was sad, but they dared not resist Fang Yuanluo's atrocities, so they could only wipe their tears and howl a few times, trying to attract the attention of others in the Wulin League in order to get help.

Beggar help disciple Jia wanted to cry: "I have grown a big beard for 20 years!" My mother didn't even ask me to cut it! "

Beggar helped disciple B beat his chest and stamped his feet: "I'm not me anymore!" What about me who is so big and handsome? "

Fang Yuanluo waved the sharp dagger with which he shaved his beard and replied loudly, "what's wrong with shaving?" We're going to be a clean beggar gang! "

Jiang Su: "."

It's too stupid to see it.

But he turned his head and looked at Fu Wenxiao, who lived in the next courtyard, standing by, as if he were very happy.

Jiang Su thought for a moment, took the initiative to go to Fu Wenxiao, coughed and asked, "Fu Shenyi got up so early?"

Fu Wenxiao replied, "there is so much noise next door that it is difficult not to hear it."

At least Jiang Su remembered that he wanted to set up Fu Wenxiao and Fang Yuanluo's goal. He planned to take this opportunity to test Fu Wenxiao's view of what Fang Yuanluo had done. He stood beside Fu Wenxiao for a while. Watching Fang Yuanluo shave another disciple's beard, he then opened his mouth and asked, "this is the first time I've ever seen Fang Yuanluo tidy up his instrument."

"that's a good thing, too." Fu Wenxiao said, "they are usually untidy, their beards are dirty, and they are more likely to get sick in vain."

Jiang Su tentatively asked, "do you think Deputy Master Fang has done a good job?"

Fu Wenxiao replied, "it's pretty good."

Fang Yuanluo heard you.

He immediately came to the spirit, in the hands of the small dagger also waved more happily, the heart is full of trust in Jiang Su, it seems that he did not find the wrong helper, Jiang Shaoxia is the strongest!

Fu Wenxiao added faintly: "but just shaving a beard is obviously not enough."

Fang Yuanluo made a move.

"they don't like bathing on weekdays." Fu Wenxiao said, "hair and clothes are all dirty and messy, and these are all places that are easy to hide dirt."

Fang Yuanluo: "…."

"whenever there is an epidemic in the rivers and lakes, the gang always spreads to the most widespread school." Fu Wenxiao sighed and finally concluded, "it has something to do with their unclean habits."

Fang Yuanluo: "…."

Fu Wenxiao: "No, I just want to wash them clean."

Fang Yuanluo: "…."

Fang Yuanluo waved a residual shadow with the dagger that shaved his beard in his hand. Not only that, but he also hated the messy hair of one of his disciples, raised his eyebrows and asked, "how long has it been since you washed your hair?"

As soon as the beggar helped his disciple stay, he obviously didn't expect that Fang Yuanluo would ask such a question.

"go and wash my hair later." Fang Yuanluo looked serious and ordered earnestly, "and this body, tsk, it's all stale, go!"

There was a long silence in the courtyard, and none of the disciples of the gang had ever heard of such an unreasonable request. After a while, a disciple of the gang trembled and raised his hand and asked a question in a low voice, saying, "I. I haven't washed my hair for more than half a year. If it doesn't go well, you can. But what are we going to do? "

Fang Yuanluo iron face ruthless: "shaved."

The disciple of the beggar gang: "."

Fang Yuanluo: "it will be smooth if it grows again."

The disciple of the beggar gang: ". You don't shave your head in the first month! "

Fang Yuanluo: "do you have an uncle?" Say more and I'll shave you right now! "

There was a jump of chickens and dogs in the courtyard, and Jiang Su's heart trembled. He turned to see Fu Wenxiao with a smile on his lips, and seemed to be extremely satisfied with what was happening in front of him.

Jiang Su felt vaguely that something was wrong.

After experiencing the emotional entanglement between Ding Yesheng and Su Changming, Jiang Su no longer dared to look at things with his inherent eyes in the past. Now when he saw Fu Wenxiao's smile, he felt that the matter was not so simple. He seriously thought about it again-Fu Wenxiao was a famous magical doctor in rivers and lakes. How could Fang Yuanluo successfully pretend to be ill under his nose?

Can it be humane, how on earth is the body? how can Fu Wenxiao misunderstand what he can know by feeling his pulse for so many days, and prescribe a bunch of messy medicines to Fang Yuanluo.

It was only then that Jiang Su suddenly realized that he drew a corner of his mouth, looked sideways at Fu Wenxiao, smiled reluctantly, and asked, "Fu Shenyi already knew that the deputy master Fang was not sick, didn't he?"

Fu Wenxiao smiled but said nothing.

Jiang Su: "the medicine you gave him to drink …". "

"since he's going to act, I have to cooperate." Fu Wenxiao said, "Don't worry, it's not a medicine to hurt the body after all."

Jiang Su sighed: "then he shaved his beard." And this gang of beggars. "

"I didn't expect that." Fu Wenxiao smiled. "but it's a good thing. I'm happy to see it happen."

Jiang Su: "."

In the final analysis, Fang Yuan Luobai is smart, Fu Wenxiao seems to know everything, the worst thing is these beggar gang disciples. Come on, letting them do a good job of personal hygiene can not be regarded as persecuting them. Fang Yuanluo should do more for this kind of good thing that has created the world of prosperity.

Seeing that the disciples of the Kui gang in the hospital had taken on a new look, Fang Yuanluo rushed them to wash their hair in the big bath hall outside the Wulin League. Jiang Su felt that the excitement was over. He planned to go back to sword practice and was about to take Muyichuan away together, but he saw Mu Yichuan staring at the chicken and dog jumping in the courtyard and asked blankly, "they are like this …". Do you still want to get a meal? "

Jiang Su: "er."

This. That's a good question.

Fu Wenxiao was also stunned. He didn't seem to think about such a possibility. He paused for a moment, coughed and said, "getting something for nothing is not a good thing."

Jiang Su: "."

Jiang Su subconsciously turned his attention to Fang Yuanluo in the courtyard.

What is not a good thing to get without hard work? he simply could not imagine the appearance of the whole gang as beggars. It is impossible for such a big gang to dissolve on the spot under the understatement of Fu Wenxiao, can it be that such a large gang for thousands of years can not be disbanded on the spot under the understatement of Fu Wenxiao?

Fortunately, Fang Yuanluo was busy grabbing the beggar to help his disciples to take a bath at the moment. He did not hear this sentence. Jiangsu breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly took the opportunity to leave here.

Today is the first day of the trial of the sword, and he is in a hurry to take Muichuan to the trial of the sword.

Just as the two walked past Fang Yuanluo, Fang Yuanluo saw Mu Yichuan at a glance, and then came to be interested. He also took advantage of the chaos to come to the side of the two, lowered his voice, and said, "see you on the trial of the sword, little wooden brother."

Mu Yichuan thought he was speaking harshly, so he nodded immediately and said, "I will do my best and will never lose to you."

"of course you won't lose to me." Fang Yuanluo winked and said, "you are very kind to me. How could you possibly lose to me?"

Today he was so proud that he wanted to laugh his eyes into two slits when he spoke, but Muyichuan didn't understand what he meant, and Fang Yuanluo didn't explain much. In the end, he just patted Muichuan on the shoulder and said, "see you later."

Muichuan: "…."

When Fang Yuanluo led the disciple of the beggar gang away, Mu Yichuan turned to Jiangsu and wondered, "what does he mean?"

Jiang Su: "admire your swordsmanship. I feel like I'm going to lose."

"Oh!" Muichuan nodded. "Why is he so unconfident?"

"if you have time to miss others, you'd better think more about the next competition." Jiang Su led Mu Yichuan to the martial arts field of the Wulin League and said, "I have seen the list of swords. You should have competed with Ding Yesheng in the first game, but Ding Yesheng has returned to Wanshe Island. The first game is vacant. You can have a rest for a while."

Mu Yichuan nodded earnestly.

Jiang Suton stopped and looked back at Muichuan: "is your injury all right?"

Mu Yichuan continued to nod.

"as long as you don't move your right hand, there will be no problem." He thought for a moment and then added, "Don't worry, I will win the first place."

"it doesn't matter if you don't come first." Jiang Su said, "be more careful of injuries."

Mu Yichuan was stunned for a long time, but it seemed like the first time someone had spoken to him in this way. after a long time, he regained his mind, nodded hard and whispered, "I see."

……

On the trial of the sword was set on the martial arts training ground of the Wulin League, and there were many disciples of various factions waiting early in the morning. After all, this was an annual lively event. Of course, they had to watch the whole thing, while a high platform was built on one side. Most of the respectable elders in the martial arts were sitting on that high platform to watch the game, and the leaders of all factions and factions were naturally here.

They came early in Jiangsu, but many people around them were watching them. Mu Yichuan felt very uncomfortable. They first found a place to sit down. After waiting for a while, the number of people around them gradually increased, and Sheng Hechen also came, but Jiangsu looked around. Still no Zhang asked where Xue is.

For so many years, Jiang Su had never seen Zhang Wenxue late for important things. he felt something was wrong and was about to get up to look for Zhang Wanxue. With a beat of gongs and drums on the martial arts court, the trial of swords began.

Also at this time, Zhang Wenxue appeared.

He looked haggard and seemed to have had a sleepless night. something was wrong at a glance. Jiang Su could not help but be more worried, but there was no time for him to go to Zhang Wenxue to ask what had happened. Zhang Wenxue had bypassed the high platform, which was widely rumored to Sheng Hechen. He had something to say to Sheng Hechen.

The two of them seemed to have something important to discuss, so Jiang Su had to continue to sit on the sidelines, just waiting for the competition to be over, and then he went forward to ask Zhang Mengxue.

……

Zhang Mengxue boarded the Seven Star Building next to the training ground. After waiting for a long time, he saw Sheng Hechen come forward alone.

Even if the two men had a common hatred for the enemy for the time being because of the appearance of Mu Yichuan, they still had some problems in private. Sheng Hechen did not know why Jiang Su called him here, so he was simply alienated from politeness and asked, "what can I do for Mr. Zhang?"

Zhang Mengxue frowned and looked back at him, with a look of torture in her eyes, and said coldly, "I already know."

Sheng Hechen was puzzled: "what do you know?"

"yesterday, the master of the league summoned the leaders of various factions to discuss the matter of 'invincible days'. After going back, Zhang went to talk to several elders in the alliance." Zhang asked Xue to lower his eyebrows and close his eyes. "you want my brother to go undercover, don't you?"

Sheng Hechen was stunned. Although Jiang Su had agreed to this, he could not make up his mind and had not really decided yet, so he did not announce the matter during the discussion with the leaders yesterday. Before the matter reached that point, he always felt that there was a way. He did not expect that Zhang Wenxue would know about it in advance, and in the face of Zhang Wenxue's question, he could only shake his head and said, "I haven't decided yet."

"you don't know what kind of person Xie Zeli is and how he thinks about my younger brother." Zhang asked Xue to raise her eyebrows, rarely showing such a fierce interrogative look on her face, "he is desolate and hot. Do you think if he sent my brother to the Magic Religion, he would still be able to come back alive?"

Sheng Hechen stepped back, shook his head again, and said, "I told you, I haven't decided yet."

"you haven't decided yet?" Zhang asked Xue to take a deep breath. "Let me ask you, do you have any other candidates besides my brother?"

Sheng Hechen looked so erratic that he didn't know how to answer.

He didn't want to admit it, but Zhang Mengxue was right. In addition to Jiang Su, he could not think of a second person who was suitable for undercover in magic education.

He could only avoid the eyes of Zhang Wenxue and murmured what was on his mind.

"undercover people need extremely high martial arts in order to protect themselves." Sheng Hechen said, "Xie Ze is very paranoid. If an ordinary person and so on, he may not be able to enter the magic religion, he will die under his sword."

He didn't know if Zhang Mengxue had heard him, and he didn't want to defend his actions. He just muttered to himself and thought to himself. In this world, who else is qualified for this role?

In the right way, most of those with high martial arts have a good reputation. Xie Zeli will not believe it if they want to blend into magic teachings, while those who are not famous are mostly low in martial arts. If they enter magic teachings, they will never return.

He can only think of Jiang Su, who is very good at martial arts, and can cheat Xie Zeili to trust

No, wait.

Sheng Hechen looked down from the height of the Seven Star Building and looked into the martial arts training ground.

Fang Yuanluo, the deputy master of the beggar gang, was fighting with the unknown Muichuan of the Shuijian faction. As soon as they met each other, Fang Yuanluo was hurt by each other's internal strength. He nearly fell out of the training ground, raised his head again, vomited a mouthful of blood, covered his chest, and rowed weakly toward Muchuan, saying, "Shaoxia." Shaoxia is good at martial arts. "

Muichuan: "…."

Mu Yichuan raised his hand blankly and looked at the sword in his hand.

That pair is calm and calm after winning the deputy master of the gang, this does not have the status of fame, this. Isn't this the best undercover candidate he's been looking for for a long time!

Sheng Hechen was so delighted that he could not wait to turn his head and grasp Zhang Wenxue's hand.

"Zhang Zhangmen! Found it! " Sheng Hechen was excited, "I have found it!"

Zhang Wenxue was still in a sulk, and did not understand what Sheng Hechen meant for a moment, but just raised his eyebrows and asked, "what have you found?"

Sheng Hechen raised his hand and pointed to the martial arts training ground.

"undercover candidates!" Sheng Hechen said, "what do you think of him?" W, please remember:,