"How much do you hate me?" Ye Xian sighed.

"It's not a personal grudge between you and me, I'm for justice."

"What a great righteousness." Ye Xian repeated, and suddenly laughed again, "The left and right are dead, so let's be happy."

When Yuan Shou heard this, he was furious.

He punched the pillar next to Ye Xian, and the thick pillar shook: "Why are you so unloved, why?"

"I love myself very much. I don't think I have no conscience."

Ye Xian's words aroused his greater anger: "You are like this to every man?"

"Of course I have to see it myself. Not all cats and dogs are fine. They are disgusting. How can I kiss you?"

Yuan Shou held his breath in his heart, neither vomiting nor his chest was covered.

"To tell you the truth, I did steal your sign and throw it into the Land Temple, but what happened later had nothing to do with me. Humph, I just planned to ask you to fight the thief Taoist to the death and lose both sides. As for the rumors in the world later, they have nothing to do with me. What I want to take revenge on is you, why do you implicate innocent people? You underestimate me Ye Yan too much, and my aunt has always had a clear grudge."

Yuan Shou remained silent: "What you said is true?"

"Fake it, you treat everything I say as fake. Do you really think you can threaten me now? Or is your broken formation really effective? Naive."

Yuan Shou was stunned, and suddenly Ye Xian shouted: "Let's take action."

As he spoke, the black cloth on her chain suddenly broke, and the ropes of her hands and feet were also broken. Her body was as smooth as a loach. Her head slid out from under Yuanshou's hands with a wave of her head. Before Yuanshou could react, the door slammed into pieces and broke into pieces. Zhao Nanping flew in flat and took Yuanshou straight. After all, he was the head disciple, and his body was very fast. After Ye Xian escaped from his palm control, he turned around and drew out his long sword. Zhao Nan raised his gun to him: "That thing is useless, the sword is not fast!"

Yuan Shou was furious and angry: "You ignored the rules of the world and actually used firearms."

"Who and you are a famous family? We are not. We have always been comfortable and simple. What era is it? Is it a sword and a sword? Are you old-fashioned?"

Ye Xian said sarcastically.

"I heard that after we left, the Land Temple suddenly caught fire, and everything inside was burned clean. Master, are you sure what you did will be perfect and will not be discovered by others?"

Zhao Nan glanced at Ye Xian: "Have you suffered a loss?"

"Eat spicy food, hurry up and clean him up. I've been busy all night, and I have to go back to have a beauty sleep."

Seeing that the two were so close, Yuan Shou felt anxious and didn't care that Zhao Nan had a gun in his hand and stabbed him with his sword.

He was very fast and had a weird figure. Zhao Nan raised his gun and shot, and shouted: "Be careful."

This is what you refer to Ye Xian, who is worried that the bullet will rebound and hurt Ye Xian.

Yuan Shou pulled a few sword flowers, and the sight was dazzled. In an instant, his figures were divided into countless. Zhao Nan fired, but the bullets did not hit him. The figures and sword flowers suddenly gathered into one, and the tip of the sword had already hit Zhao Nan's throat.

Yuan Shou's eyes were dark and a cruel smile hung on the corner of his mouth. He seemed to be full of hatred for Zhao Nan.

The sword pierced Zhao Nan's neck, but his neck seemed to be made of rubber. The sword did not pierce in. It was bounced and moved and slipped over after the tip of the sword, leaving a mark on Zhao Nan's neck. The mark had obviously scratched the skin but it was not red, but it was just a light white.

Yuan Shou was stunned for a moment: "What...a person are you?"

He felt a sharp pain in his hand, and a hairpin was tied to the back of his hand, and turned around and met Ye Xian's cold eyes.

Yuan Shou's heart was tightly pulled out, and he pulled out his hairpin and trembled it in half. The wound on the back of his hand was very deep and he kept bleeding. He threw the broken hairpin heavily on the ground, turned around and left.

Ye Xian shouted: "This is stipulated in the contract. I want to avenge Sun Jia Baozhu. You instigated Xu Hao to abduct the child."

"There was an old well in the backyard of the Xu family, just under the stone table." Yuan Shou threw a sentence.

"Just let him go?"

Zhao Nan frowned.

"What else can I do? I have quenched my hairpin, so he will feel uncomfortable for a few days. He is the disciple of the head. If we really kill us, we will be chased by Wudang. It's not that we are afraid of them, but this disciple is everywhere and it is very annoying to be harassed by them all the time." Ye Xian slowly tied his pajama straps, his tone as if nothing had happened.

Yuan Shou had risen and fall a few times, and soon arrived at a forest outside the city. He gritted his teeth, stared at the wound on his hands, and almost squeezed out a sentence from his teeth: "You are so poisonous!"

Ye Xian's hairpin is not a poison that takes human life, but a itchy medicine. The wound is numb and itchy, and the heart is like a claw scratching the heart, itchy and sour. Yuan Shou gritted his teeth, and his lips were bleeding from his bite. The hand was red, as if it had been marinated by peppers. He found a place to meditate, trying to control the blood in his hands and press down on the numbness and itch. Unexpectedly, when he activated his internal force, the numbness and itch suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart, as the blood vessels flowed into the whole body, to the fingertips, his whole body was numb and itchy. He couldn't help but moan, and suddenly he bit his lips because he found that his moan was extremely suspicious, making people blush and heartbeat.

Yuan Shou's body bent into a prawn, rolling around on the grass with discomfort, where was the majesty of the former master's disciple?

"Ye Xian!" He shouted fiercely, as if shouting Ye Xian's name could restrain the pain.

A few students who were traveling to the woods to sketch and heard strange sounds coming from the forest. The moans were mixed with the words Ye Xian, who gritted teeth.

The girl's face turned red, and the boy also heard it. It was thought that someone was catching a war in the woods. He turned around and winked at his companions.

A girl scolded, "What kind of expression do you have? It's so vulgar."

The boy stopped doing it: "Hey, classmates, the ancients said that food, sex and sex are all the same. If you say that, I'm wrong. If someone does it in the woods, I can't laugh?"

The girl's face turned redder: "What are you talking about?"

"Haha, we art students have painted human bodies, so we shouldn't have so many pedantic ideas."

"Did you hear that lustful beauty has become a monk?"

Another boy suddenly said.

“Which?”

The girl asked with her big eyes blinking.

"Hey, it's Lin Meiyan. Someone paid 1,500 yuan to sleep with her back then. She thought that the money was too low and she threw it off the balcony! It was all in the newspaper that time. Wow, the streets were full of banknotes, and many people picked it up."

"I remember, she is so... shocking." The girl wanted to say that she was unrestrained.

"So, what era has it been? What's the point of encountering such a thing? Let's see how open Lin Meiyan is."

Yuan Shou lay on the ground and had already listened to the students' conversations.

He grabbed the grass on the ground with his hands, and his fingertips seemed to have countless ants crawling again, so he couldn't help but want to moan again.

Ye Xian, Ye Xian... He cursed in his heart, I will not let you go, you... outspoken women...

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