[Comprehensive Master Chu Liuxiang Mobile Games] The Taoist priest is crossing

Chapter 39

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Unable to bear Yan Qingping's firm gaze, Fang Siming changed into a small black Taoist robe.Yan Qingping pulled out Beiming crowns and Guihe crowns that looked similar, one for each person, and tied them into two tall ponytails, one black and one white.

Before Yan Qingping was finished, he found out the same set of sword boxes and carried them on Xiao Siming's back.

Fang Xiaoming is so small, this sword box is almost taller than him.

Well, father and son outfit.

Fang Siming: Helpless, what else can I do, let me pamper you.

"Go, go to the next door to see Chu Liuxiang and the others." Finally satisfying Yan Qingping's little thought, Fang Siming decided to go and see the situation over there.

"Okay." Yan Qingping subconsciously took Fang Siming's little hand.

Fang Siming raised his eyebrows.It seems that it is good to be smaller, otherwise the little idiot would not be so bold at ordinary times.

When they came to Chu Liuxiang's yard, they received a warm welcome.

Well, Fang Siming in a Taoist costume was warmly welcomed by the girls.

Fang Siming gave Yan Qingping a look: I'll just deal with it, you go and discuss things with Chu Liuxiang.

Yan Qingping rubbed his nose, thinking outrageously, "Wife entertains female relatives, husbands go to talk about things.

...Don't let Fang Siming know.

"Daozhang, thank you very much this time." Chu Liuxiang pulled him aside sternly, and bowed to him, "If it weren't for Daozhang, Chu would probably fall for Li Yuhan and his wife this time."

"How does Xiang Shuai want to deal with this?" Yan Qingping looked at Fang Siming, who was pretending to be cute among the girls, and felt a sudden pain in his heart.

According to Fang Siming's biography, he learned to seduce and please women and men since he was a child...

Damn, I want to hammer Zhu Wengui.

"I must go to Shenshui Palace to completely resolve the misunderstanding." Chu Liuxiang sighed, "Li Yuhan and his wife are here, which makes me a little embarrassed. After all, they just want to survive. Although they want to kill me, they still want to kill me." I want to kidnap Rongrong and the others, but they didn't really hurt us..."

"Besides, the thrush is Mrs. Liu Wumei. She also helped me in the desert and saved Hu Tiehua. So, I want to go to Yongcui Villa to talk to them."

"I said I can detoxify Liu Wumei, but they still want to kill you. Yongcui Villa must have laid a net." Yan Qingping looked at Chu Liuxiang calmly with black pupils.

In the original book, if Li Guanyu didn't get up suddenly, Chu Liuxiang would really have died.Died of the holy father's disease - held Li Yuhan hostage but did not do anything, but Li Yuhan took the opportunity to hurt him.

"I know." Chu Liuxiang smiled, confident and charming, "The priest will not sit idly by, right?"

Yan Qingping: ...Your confidence is a bit strange.

Chu Liuxiang felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by his strange eyes, and couldn't help touching her nose: "Master Daoist, I'm not stupid, if they dare to take me to Yongcui Villa, it means they are ready to kill me. That being the case, of course I dare not take it too seriously.”

Yan Qingping also touched his nose helplessly: "Xiang Shuai guessed right, Pindao really wouldn't watch Xiang Shuai jump into a fire pit. However, those girls may not agree."

"us……"

"Stealing it?" The Taoist gave him a disapproving look, "Tsk, big pig's hooves."

Chu Liuxiang: ...

"Why do you have to go to the villa? Can't you just call me down and talk?" Yan Qingping sighed.

"No, only when I break their game and they have nowhere to go can they give up the idea of ​​killing me." Chu Liuxiang also sighed.

He knew very well that the two men wanted to kill him.

But he still wanted to "reconcile" them.

this person……

Yan Qingping suddenly laughed: "Okay, you go and tell the girls yourself, I'll be there for you at any time. As long as they really want me to cure them, I'll help Liu Wumei detoxify."

Chu Liuxiang's eyes lit up: "The Taoist priest is really a good person."

Yan Qingping:? ? ?

"After this matter is settled, we must get drunk with the Taoist priest." Chu Liuxiang felt that he and this deserted Taoist priest were very close, and they would definitely become good friends.

Yan Qingping suddenly thought of another thing: "Is Yin Ji, the jellyfish, really omnipotent? A person who is excellent in martial arts may not necessarily be excellent in medicine."

Chu Liuxiang shook his head: "I don't know about this Chu either. But the power and fear of the jellyfish Yin Ji is a consensus among all corners of the world."

Yan Qingping nodded.In this case, Siming's poison...

"Then let's take our leave first, Xiangshuai, don't forget to make it clear to the girls. Siming, let's go." Yan Qingping couldn't bear to let Fang Siming continue acting, and beckoned him to leave.

"Okay." Fang Xiaoming ran back to the head of the Taoist priest, took his own initiative, "Goodbye, sisters!"

Saying goodbye to the reluctant girls one by one, throwing Chu Liuxiang into the gentle Shura field, Yan Qingping and Fang Siming returned to their small courtyard together.

When he walked to the door, Fang Siming's face suddenly changed.

"Well……"

"Siming?" Yan Qingping was startled.The internal force probed into Xiao Siming's meridians familiarly.

"Obviously it hasn't been a month yet..." Fang Siming gritted his teeth, why did the poison come earlier?And it's more serious than before.

"Damn it, you've become smaller, and maybe you're less resistant to poison." There's no hot spring pool here, and it's too late to fetch water, so Yan Qingping grabbed him into his arms and entered the bedroom in an instant.

"Siming, bear with me for a while."

He put Fang Siming, who was trembling slightly, on the recliner, spread out the quilt as quickly as possible, took off his coat, then put Fang Siming in his arms, sat on the bed, and wrapped the two of them tightly with the quilt.

The internal power circuit was easily established, and Fang Siming's pale face looked much better in an instant.

The petite Fang Si is obviously extremely fragile, her delicate white eyebrows are frowning, her eyelashes are trembling like a fluttering white butterfly, her plump red lips are all white, her face is covered with sweat, she is trembling softly in her arms, saying I feel bad for a long time.

"Is it painful?" He freed a hand to wipe the sweat off his little face.

"Fortunately, it's much better than at the beginning." Fang Siming himself felt nothing.

It didn't feel like a serious toxin attack - because normally, it doesn't get pushed back so easily.

Has it deteriorated?

Yan Qingping's teeth itch with hatred—it's been five or six years that he hasn't solved a single poison!

Shenshui Palace, it is imperative!

"Little idiot! Stop!" Fang Siming's eyes widened suddenly, and he said anxiously.

Yan Qingping immediately received his credit.But it was too late——

A burst of golden light suddenly lit up.

Yan Qingping's hand holding Fang Siming tightly loosened suddenly - where is Fang Siming? !Disappeared? !

A great fear enveloped him.

The golden light dissipated, and his arm sank again—fortunately, Fang Siming didn't lose it!

He fixed his eyes on the person in his arms, and then fell silent.

In his arms is a big Siming.

The man with white hair and golden pupils pursed his thin lips tightly, and his eyes were gloomy as he was hugged in his arms.The embarrassment on his face has not dissipated, coupled with this beautiful face, it has indescribable beauty and temptation.

Yan Qingping felt the smooth touch under his hand and froze.

Fang Siming has grown from small to large, and his clothes may be torn.In other words, Fang Siming under the quilt was not wearing anything.

Yan Qingping pursed his lips, feeling a little helpless.

"Brother Siming..."

Fang Siming frowned: "The toxin has been suppressed, you go out first."

"Okay!" Yan Qingping blinked, put Fang Siming lightly on the bed, then got out of the quilt, ran out without even wearing a coat, and closed the door intimately.

Fang Siming sighed silently, knelt on the bed, and surrounded himself with a quilt.

Little idiot, Yun An.

He was born with a disability, neither male nor female, destined not to enjoy the love of men and women.Lin Qinghui laughed at him about this matter, but he didn't care at all.Because it is enough for him to have a adoptive father, love, desire, these have nothing to do with him.

...But now it's different.

Does he... care?

In fact, the toxin was not suppressed, Fang Siming closed his eyes tiredly, and raised his inner strength alone.This is the first time in five years that he has suppressed toxicity by himself.

Yan Qingping ran out alone, closed the door, covered his heart, and leaned against the door.

Omg.

oh my god.

Dao Patriarch, San Qing Patriarch.

He held his thumping heart and slid little by little to sit on the ground.

His mind was full of Fang Siming's appearance just now.

Why does my heart beat faster?Why do you feel hot in the face?Why did I feel uncomfortable watching Fang Siming and Chu Liuxiang talking before?

...Because I like him.

Fusheng immeasurable deity.

Disciple...maybe bent.

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