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

Chapter 37

Yan Qingping took Fang Siming to a hasty lunch, and then started the journey of shopping.

At this moment, he finally understood why there are so many appearance players in the world; why so many people are keen on buying clothes; and what is "always missing a piece of clothing in the closet"...

The young lady in the clothing store had vicious eyes, and every piece of clothing she picked out looked so good on Fang Siming that Yan Qingping would chop it off.

At the beginning, Fang Siming let him go with full of doting, and really changed a few; later he realized that something was wrong, the little idiot was no different from going crazy, and the clothes of the right size gestured to him, and then It is a deep "buy"!

The young lady who sells clothes also got into the mood, her eyes were burning with flames called "Strange Auntie". With a quick glance, a piece of clothing was picked out, and then Yan Qingping gestured again and said "buy" !

Seeing that the paper bags filled with clothes were almost too full, Fang Siming couldn't bear it anymore, and ended Yan Qingping's crazy shopping behavior.

They walked out of the shop in the warm farewell of the young lady.

"Siming, are you angry?" Yan Qingping carried the bags in both hands.Now that the streets are full of people, it is not convenient for him to smuggle things into his backpack.

"No problem." Fang Xiaoming walked ahead with a breeze in his sleeves, "Where are you going now?"

"Go back to the inn and put the things down." Yan Qingping thought for a while, "Oh, it's a pity that I can only drink the good wine I prepared for you."

"Keep it for me." Fang Siming said.

Yan Qingping was a little disappointed.

It's no fun for Fang Siming to suppress the influence of infancy so quickly...

"Look, are those two people the couple you mentioned in Yongcui Villa?" He stopped suddenly and pointed to a nearby tavern.

Yan Qingping looked around, and it really was the husband and wife.They were talking and laughing and leading a man out of the tavern.

That man looks handsome.Although his face was full of wind and frost, he couldn't hide his demeanor.

Yan Qingping's eyes moved to the handsome man's face, and he didn't move.

What kind of person is that?

His eyebrows are thick and long, full of rough masculine charm, but his clear eyes are so elegant. His straight nose symbolizes a strong and decisive heart of stone. His thin lips are turned up. His mouth also seemed a bit cruel.But it is conceivable that as long as he smiles, his strength will turn into gentleness, and his coldness will turn into sympathy, just like the warm spring breeze blowing across the earth.

Although he looked anxious and uneasy now, just like he recognized Lu Xiaofeng at a glance back then, Yan Qingping still guessed who he was all at once.

Pirate handsome stays fragrant at night.

"Chu Liuxiang?"

It wasn't Yan Qingping who asked.

It was Fang Siming who walked up to them who didn't know when.

Fang Siming: When you are staring at that so-and-so.

Yan Qingping was taken aback, and hurriedly followed.

"Exactly. How did this young master recognize me?" Chu Liuxiang was taken aback, looking down at the little boy (maybe it was a girl?), a little strange.

After leaving the great desert and parting with Ji Bingyan, he and Hu Tiehua came to a small town.After suffering in the desert, they just want to have a good rest-if he doesn't still miss the three girls in his heart.

However, in this small town, he met his servant of Zhuangzi.

That person forwarded a letter from Li Hongxiu to him.

The general idea is that they saved a person, a Taoist priest with high martial arts skills and good character, younger than him, better-looking than him, and cute in personality, let him be mentally prepared when he comes back, don't be too inferior something.

Chu Liuxiang couldn't laugh or cry for a moment.But it could be regarded as a clue, he didn't know where the three girls and Heizhu went, and he didn't know where to find them.Although they said that they would definitely go home by themselves after they had had enough fun, but he always felt that something would happen to them.

He asked the messenger carefully again, and learned from him that the Taoist priest left from the port he used to go before, and he should have gone to the vicinity of Yongcui Mountain Villa in the Central Plains.

Thinking that maybe the girls who came out to play might go back to visit this new friend, Chu Liuxiang hurried over.

He and Hu Tiehua also parted ways, and Hu Tiehua had rushed to the port where they usually went ashore to guard.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the city, he met the young owner and young wife of Yongcui Villa—the young lady has no eyebrows.

Although the couple are excellent people, and Yongcui Villa is quite famous, but now Chu Liuxiang has no intention of visiting.

Until Mrs. Liu Wumei said with a smile, she met several beautiful girls a few days ago, one of them was named Su Rongrong.

What else could Chu Liuxiang do?

He agreed to visit Yongcui Villa.

But at this moment, a child suddenly revealed his identity.

Knowing the whereabouts of the girls, he was not so anxious.So he still has the mind to observe the child curiously.

Silver hair, golden pupils, snow skin.Half mask, black cloak.Although the small face is immature, Chu Liuxiang always feels that this child is not that simple.

In those golden pupils, there was a faint light of scrutiny.

"I think you look like a big pig's hoof, so I'll ask and give it a try." Fang Siming blinked and began to act like a child.

"Big trotter? What do you mean?" Chu Liuxiang rubbed his nose.

Li Yuhan and his wife also surrounded him.Li Yuhan smiled and said: "Little guy, you see Brother Chu is so handsome, what does it have to do with pig's trotters?"

"A big pig's trotter is a big pig's trotter." Qingling's cold voice sounded, and Yan Qingping walked over slowly carrying the bag.

When Li Yuhan and his wife saw him, their expressions froze.

"Daoist Chuyun! I didn't expect to see you here. We just received the news that Xiangshuai is coming, and we are planning to visit you."

Yan Qingping glanced at them coldly.

The situation is now obvious.

These two people didn't believe that he could detoxify, or they wanted to do both, and kill Chu Liuxiang first.

Doctor Yan was not happy when his medical skills were questioned.

Although, he can understand a little bit, after all, compared with the jellyfish Yin Ji, he is really unknown.But being unhappy is just being unhappy. Why did he wrong himself for these two irrelevant people?

He moved to Fang Xiaoming's side with a blank expression, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief after calmly bringing him into his protection range.

"This... Daoist Chuyun?" Chu Liuxiang looked at the Daoist mentioned in Li Hongxiu's letter in surprise.

He was really handsome, his facial features were as sharp as knives and axes, he was dressed in a black Taoist robe, and his long hair was untied, making him look ethereal and immortal.The aura around him is as cold as jade stones under a millennium cold pool, and the black pupils are calm, at first glance, he is someone with profound internal skills.

If it wasn't for the large and small bags in his hand, Chu Liuxiang would even think that he was not a mortal.

... Is he really the cute Taoist priest in the red sleeve letter?

"Chu Xiangshuai, I have admired your name for a long time. Miss Rongrong and the others are waiting for you at the inn." He said simply, "Mr. Li, I will take my leave. Siming, let's go."

"Good uncle." Fang Siming raised his eyebrows, still remembering his personality.With a light jump, he landed on Dao Chang's shoulder, and put his light foot on his shoulder.

Yan Qingping supported Fang Xiaoming steadily, turned around and left, without looking back, he said:

"If Xiangshuai wants to come, he might as well follow."

Although I really want to know Chu Liuxiang, but now he is a little unhappy, so let's ignore him for now.

Chu Liuxiang: ...

He now faces a choice.

Believe in Li Yuhan and his wife, or Chuyun Daoist?

Thinking of the unnaturalness of Li Yuhan and his wife just now, and the "Thrushbird"...

Chu Liuxiang cleared her throat, bid farewell to Li Yuhan and his wife quickly, and lightly caught up with the Taoist priest who had just gone not far away.

Leaving Li Yuhan and Liu Wumei looking at each other with wry smiles.

Yan Qingping and Fang Siming naturally heard the movement behind them.Fang Siming patted Yan Qingping's head with a smile: "Hey, your Xiangshuai is here."

Yan Qingping blinked his eyes, didn't answer this question, but suddenly remembered something.

Although the title "little idiot" is intimate, it is not suitable to be used on serious occasions.And Fang Siming never seemed to have called his name seriously.

"Siming."

"Ok?"

Yan Qingping adjusted the height of his shoulders to make him stand more comfortably: "You can call me Yun'an."

"Yun'an" is his nickname, which was given to him by his mother.Although "Qingping" was used in the end, after his mother passed away, the old man usually called him "Yun'an" in memory of his mother.

Now, no one would call him that.

"...Hmm." Fang Siming on his shoulder made a soft nasal sound.After a while, he whispered, "Yunan."

"Well, Siming." Yan Qingping smiled slightly, and finally melted the ice.