Chapter 173
Dongfang Mingri stared at those serious black eyes, coughed lightly and answered him, "It should be true."
"I think so too. You said that we didn't know each other except for saying hello once." If this poor place wants to deceive him, it should also deceive him with Feng Wujing, or by not asking senior brother.
It is more likely to use Senior Brother Yuan to target him, there is no need to just find a complete stranger to lie to yourself.
Lu Bei put on the black cloth that had been pulled off again, clenched the sword in his hand and walked forward unswervingly.
The audience in the live broadcast room has been listening to the conversation between the two of them since just now, and when they saw their last conversation just now, many people's hearts were raised.
"I was scared to death just now! I almost thought that this businessman was going to laugh ferociously and say he wasn't real."
"It's okay to smile ugly, I thought it was another human trafficker like Duan Mingyi!"
"Human traffickers are not afraid, look at this man's weak posture, the anchor doesn't even need to draw a sword, he can kill him with a flying kick!"
Everyone looked at Dongfang Mingri's face that was paler than the wall, and his appearance of coughing after walking three steps, and nodded silently, "The upstairs is right, this one seems to be very incapable of fighting."
"But what's wrong with him? I just heard him say it's a congenital disease. Even Yuan Hu said it couldn't be cured before."
"The disease that Danzong can't cure, is it an organ disease like congenital heart disease?"
"There is a wall..." Dongfang Mingri, who was being pulled forward, stared at the three walls blocking their way ahead, and was dragged past the wall as soon as he had time to speak to remind them.
Pulling him to the road north in the new passage, he raised his head in doubt and looked in the direction he was facing just now with the black cloth on his head, "What did you just say?"
Dongfang Mingri looked at the clean and empty passage in front of him, and then turned to look at the three walls where they came.
The wall behind him disappeared, leaving only a long path with no end in sight. He withdrew his gaze and focused his attention on the young man in front of him again. Fake."
Lu Bei closed his eyes and nodded, "So it's a visual trap. If I didn't pretend to be blind, we'd probably make a habitual U-turn in that place and return to the original place."
This is the experience he has learned over and over again at the beginning.
As long as he can't see, he can ignore all traps and move forward.
Dongfang Mingri understood what this so-called visual trap meant.
When the picture in front of him changed again, before he could speak, the person walking side by side with him pulled down the black cloth hanging from his eyelids, and stood in front of him with the sword in his hand, "You stand here Don't wander around!"
In front of this passage, more than a dozen figures are in the melee.
There were still a few corpses lying on the ground with more air than air.
Dongfang was blocked by him tomorrow. He looked at some familiar figures in the distance, took a breath and explained, "These... are the ones who robbed me of my goods."
Lu Bei was stunned, "Which ones?"
"The three on the right holding the axe, the two wearing gold gloves on the southwest side, and the resisting two in the lower left corner are my guards."
"What kind of cultivation do you guard?"
"A qi refining great perfection, and an early stage of foundation establishment." As a mortal, he could invite immortal cultivators to be his guards, and it had already cost the Dongfang family countless fortunes to invite such ones.
"That's the three gangs, but as long as they are not good people." Lu Bei rushed out after setting a judgment on those people.
Dongfang Mingri stood at the back leaning on the wall and looked at the figure from behind.
He had seen scenes of guards practicing martial arts in the martial arts field, and encountered countless crises on the way to travel north and south.
Since he took over Dongfang's business, Dongfang has seen many fights tomorrow, and the force duel between these immortal cultivators has never left any trace in his heart.
Until the present scene.
This disciple of the great sect that Yuanhu talked about, not only his outstanding appearance is unforgettable, but also the fighting power he displayed at this moment will also be unforgettable.
That sword is just like another person who has the same mind as him, the swordsmanship is sharp and fast, and the sword light is overflowing, and every move is as smooth as flowing water.
Thirteen opponents lay at his feet for half a cup of tea, howling.
After the fight, Lu Bei was also in a daze. He didn't come back to his senses until Dongfang Mingri walked up to him. His eyes were bent into crescent moons and the corners of his mouth raised to ask him for credit, "Oh my God! It's my first time with him People are officially fighting! They are so weak!"
The thirteen defeated opponents lying on the ground glared at this ruthless sword cultivator instantly.
Watching the Oriental Tomorrow with the ultimate force aesthetics, he also forgot what he was going to say for a few seconds. After a few seconds, he collected his thoughts and looked at those eyes full of joy and smiled, "Mr. Lu, you are very powerful."
"Where, I didn't expect that I was so powerful. In the past, apart from fighting with senior brothers, I only fought against monsters."
Ashamed to say, it has been three years since I came to this world.
It was really the first time that Lu Bei was able to go out to duel with others alone!
In the past in Baisemen, he mostly followed Feng Wujing Wen Siyan and the others to make gestures. During the year in Wanjianzong, he either practiced kung fu by himself, or was picked up by senior brother Chang to adjust his posture on the training ground.
The ones who fight the most are monsters, and everything else is friendship first.
The thirteen defeated guys who fell on the ground turned green with anger when they heard this.
They were angry, but Lu Bei was very happy. He helped Dongfang get back all the robbed goods tomorrow, and helped the two injured guards on the ground to the side, took out the golden sore medicine and handed them the medicine.
"Boy! Report your name, I, Zhao Chengwu, will not kill no one!" The casual cultivator, who had fallen to the corner and couldn't move his legs, roared angrily, holding the ax in his hand, and asked Lu Bei to report his name.
Lu Bei wiped the sword in his hand, and said lazily, "Oh, then I am the opposite of you. I like not to tell the other party my name and name after killing people. In this way, you will go to the underworld after death and want to sue for revenge without knowing it. Whomever you are looking for will make you die aggrieved again after death!"
The other twelve people who were lying down were already getting angry when they heard this.
"Hahahahaha this Zhao Chengwu, you really picked the wrong partner!"
"Compared with the anchor's eloquence, he is really good at choosing."
"Didn't everyone miss the point! Did you see the swordsmanship of the anchor just now? It's super fast!"
"I'm sorry, I didn't see the anchor's swordsmanship at all. I just saw that he was like a shining spirit. The camera appeared in front of every opponent. The opponent would be defeated if he couldn't sustain three moves."
"Aren't you shocked!!! The anchor's strength seems to be stronger than we imagined?"
Regarding this point, a viewer who was secretly watching the live broadcast in the third year of high school said silently, "This is the same as transferring from the top ten in key high schools to ordinary third-rate schools. Every time you take the exam, you will be the first in the whole school without any suspense. If you are a master, you will not be able to show your ability, but if you put it outside, you can play super."
"Put it inside the sect, Lu Bei lives under the halo of the three senior brothers all the year round. If it is placed outside the sect, you can know that Wan Jianzong dared to lead the disciples who just started to kill monsters directly. How confident is the disciple's strength."
"Stomp on these casual cultivators, isn't that as easy as playing?"
Lu Bei, who was not playing, waited for the two guards to bandage the wound, and after meditating for a while, they all stood up from the ground and walked to Lu Bei to thank him, "Thank you, Mr. Lu, for your rescue!"
"Can we go now? Let's get out of here first."
Lu Bei glanced down at the mechanical watch on his wrist. It was almost two hours since he entered the ruins.
I don't know how the brothers and the others are doing now.
Feng Wujing, who was missed by his friends, turned into a snow leopard the size of a cat, and was moving forward in the lush forest.
"Over there! Chase over there tree!"
"Monster! Put down the Lingzhi just now!"
Dozens of figures chased after him all the way, Feng Wujing ran fast with the wind on his feet, quickly distanced himself from the group of people and got into a cave.
When those dozens of people caught up to the door and blocked his way, he saw that the Yaozu who had been chasing all the way had disappeared.
There was only one cold young man holding a wooden sword in his arms with no expression left, "Get out of the way."
Feng Wujing scolded the guy who blocked his way in a cold voice.
"you……"
Among the immortal cultivators who caught up, apart from some casual cultivators, there were also several other sect disciples.
"Are you a Baisemen disciple?" One of the Wushuangmen disciples recognized his identity by looking at Feng Wujing's clothes and the wooden sword in his arms.
"So what? Do you want to double cultivation with me?" Feng Wujing held the sword, raised his chin slightly, and imitated Lu Bei's yin and yang aura when he was usually aggressive.
"Sorry, we are chasing a monster snow leopard, I wonder if you have seen it?" Tang Ziqiu asked the other party politely.
After other people present learned that this exceptionally outstanding person was actually a disciple of Baisemen, they all suddenly realized the reason why Wushuangmen treated him politely.
For a while, many casual cultivators who only heard about the reputation of Baisemen, at this moment, looked at the legendary Baisemen disciples who relied on dual cultivation to improve their cultivation level several times.
"I only saw so many of you, blocking my way."
A group of people wasted their lives to stop a Baisemen disciple. Even those who didn't want to see this scene had to think about it.
The casual cultivator who blocked his way outright blushed and quickly retracted his outstretched arms.
"Since there is no one here, the snow leopard must still be hiding nearby. Let's spread out and continue looking." Tang Ziqiu finished speaking, then looked at the figure who was about to leave alone in front of him, "This brother, why not follow us, the ruins There are many traps and mazes, and there are many dangers, and it is too dangerous to go alone."
Feng Wujing glanced at the eyes of those present secretly looking at him, thinking that it is really not safe for him to run away now.
Lingzhi is still on him, maybe he will be chased after turning around, it's better to follow this group of humans, maybe you can find senior brother and Lu Bei.
A few minutes later, Feng Wujing followed them to find the snow leopard monster that was hiding.
Tang Ziqiu, the Peerless Sect, has been following him, talking to him whenever he has something to say.
Feng Wujing didn't want to talk to him, so he only answered two sentences throughout the whole process.
"Baisemen Fengwujing, I'm looking for my brothers."
Dozens of cultivators with pricked ears heard what he said.
And get two important news from it.
One is that this Baisemen disciple named Feng Wujing has already reached the cultivation base after foundation establishment, which means that he can already find a Taoist companion to practice.
Another important point is that several of his senior brothers are in the ruins.
What are the two most famous features of Baisemen in Lingyunzhou?
All immortal cultivators in Lingyunzhou know that one is dual cultivation, and the other is to hold grudges.
When some people saw the beast disappearing before, the immortal cultivators who almost wanted to do it were secretly glad at this moment.
Fortunately, it's a good thing that Tang Ziqiu stopped them, otherwise he would attack all the disciples of Baisemen, and he would never want to hang out with other immortal cultivators in the future.
The missing snow leopard was not found even though they dug three feet into the ground.
A group of people had no choice but to rush to the next location to continue searching for the treasure left by the ancient Da Neng Tian Daozi.
Xinyang at the other end had already broken the formation. He felt that his sword heart was less than a thousand meters away from him. Standing at the entrance of the maze, Xinyang stepped into it without hesitation.
In the depths of the maze, Lu Bei took Dongfang Mingri and his two guards. After the four left the place just now, they encountered more and more immortal cultivators as they walked farther and farther.
At the beginning, Lu Bei had time to wipe the blood on the sword, but after the person who led the way with his eyes closed was directly replaced by Dongfang Mingri, he no longer had any scruples.
Relying on the fact that none of the seniors were here, he fought all the way through the maze passage with his sword in hand, without the two guards around Dongfang Mingri taking action at all.
"You're injured, let's go after a rest." Dongfang Mingri saw another person who ended the battle, and there was a long and thin bloodstain on his cheek.
"Is it bleeding?" Lu Bei wiped his cheek with the back of his hand, feeling a little tingling, but there was no blood on the back of his hand.
He has fought all the way more than a dozen times now, and his swordsmanship is getting smoother and smoother, but when fighting with others, his shortcomings will be obvious.
Many of the cultivators here are experienced people, they are different from monsters who rely on their height, body shape and thick skin.
They will cheat, sneak attack, and join forces to attack him.
If it weren't for Dongfang Mingri, a merchant with poor health, Lu Bei would not care about the treasures in the ruins at all. He only wanted to use people here to continuously practice and improve his fighting skills.
"A little bit, from here to here."
A cold finger tapped lightly from under Lu Bei's left cheek, and then landed near his jaw.
"Give me the golden sore medicine." Knowing that there was a wound on his face, Lu Bei stretched out his hand to signal the guard who was holding the golden sore medicine just now, to give him a little ointment.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhh! Help! I'm a little whimsical listening to this conversation!!"
This comment in the comment area of the live broadcast was quickly pushed up by the audience who followed immediately below, "Sister, stop talking, I understand you!"
"The sick and weak son who is strategizing x the hot-blooded and chivalrous little swordsman!"
"Ahem! Upstairs, open your eyes and look ahead, who is that?"
Xinyang, who entered the maze in the distance, has followed the location of his sword heart, crossed many false passages all the way, and appeared in front Lubei.
Chapter 174
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Oh, the anchor, look up and see who is in front of you!"
"Fight! Fight!"
"Upstairs, control your runaway brain, what's the use of it?"
In the live broadcast room, people who don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement sit comfortably on the sofa with their phones in their hands, eating melon seeds and French fries.
Lu Bei really didn't notice the arrival of senior brother Wuwen at this moment, he wiped a little gold sore medicine on his face with his fingers.
Because he didn't have a mirror and didn't know how long the wound was stretched, he could only smear it with his fingers for a while and then asked Dongfang Mingri, "Is it finished?"
The weak businessman standing with his back to Xinyang, although he is sick but tall, needs Lu Bei to lift his chin slightly to look at him.
"Here, there are still some that haven't been wiped."
Dongfang Mingri pointed to the lower part of the cheek where the ointment was not applied, "Here, half an inch above."
With his backhand, Lu Bei moved the ointment up a little in the direction the opponent's finger touched, and pressed it up.
"What now?"
A milky white ointment was applied to the bloodstains.
"alright."
The guards on the side closed the golden sore medicine bottle and put it back in its original place. After finishing their business, a few people noticed that there was another person coming in this passage.
"Are your fingers so cold all year round?" Lu Bei had noticed twice that Dongfang Mingri's fingers were so cold that it didn't feel like an ordinary person's temperature at all.
As soon as he finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of the figure approaching from a distance. The person who was talking to Dongfang Mingri one second jumped up and waved at the person who came, "Don't ask senior fellow! It's a maze!"
"Hahahahaha, anchor, open your eyes and look at Brother Buwen's face, he didn't fall into the maze, he is clearly here to tear down the wall."
"Remove the wall +1."
Xinyang came from a distance with a normal expression on his face, and when he arrived in front of the crowd, he ignored the other three completely. He walked up to Lu Bei and raised his face that had just been smeared with ointment, "Are you injured?"
"A little injury, did you see Senior Brother Yuan follow the wind without a mirror?"
Lu Bei, who had fought countless times in the maze, didn't pay attention to the little injury on his face.
"Didn't see them, are there any other injuries besides here?"
"Probably not?" When Lu Bei said this, he subconsciously looked at Dongfang Mingri who had been with him all the time.
Sometimes during the fight, he was not very clear, and Hot Blood didn't notice whether there were other injuries besides his face.
Dongfang Mingri, who was named, covered his handkerchief and coughed a few times, and could only answer his question when his breath calmed down, "Young master Lu has a high level of cultivation, apart from the wound left by someone's surprise attack just now, there should be no other wounds left." been hurt."
Those who got the correct answer immediately looked at Brother Buwen, "Listen, that's all."
"Who is this?" Xinyang seemed to have just seen the three people present, raised his eyebrows and looked at the young man with a sick face in front of him.
"He is Dongfang Mingri, a merchant who Yuanhu arranged to live in the yard next door to us. Didn't you come to Danzong on the same night as him last month? Brother, have you forgotten?"
After Lu Bei finished speaking, he still didn't forget to introduce the identity of the person to Dongfang tomorrow, "This is my brother, I don't ask, you should have met him at the mountain gate last month when he came last night."
The two people who were introduced to each other looked at each other for only a moment in the air before moving away.
Xinyang vaguely remembered that Yenhu did bring another group of people into the guest house that day, but what he said became, "It's too long ago, I forgot."
Standing aside, Dongfang Mingri still looked the same, Wen Sheng explained, "I remember it."
Not only did he remember, he also remembered what this person said when he grabbed Yuan Hu to find someone.
"The anchor who was not online the whole time, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha no smell of gunpowder at all."
"I was about to die laughing at the scene. Although I can't see Brother Buwen's face now, when he walked over from a distance just now, I saw with my own eyes that he squeezed Dongfang Mingri, who was standing opposite the anchor, to the side!"
"Hahahahaha what kind of open and secret fight for favor is this!"
Lu Bei looked at the almost fighting attitude in the two people's words, and pulled Brother Wuwen away suspiciously.
Before leaving, I did not forget to explain to Dongfang Mingri, "Dongfang, I have something to talk to my senior brother, so let's rest here for a while before leaving."
Xinyang was dragged by him into a dead end at the corner.
"What are you pulling me here for? Afraid he will see it?"
"What are you talking about? I just thought your attitude was a bit strange just now, did you find something wrong?" Lu Bei let go of the person, stood at the corner of the wall and probed over there, who had already sat down to rest on the spot The three figures took a look, then turned around and asked the person in front of them again, "Could it be that Dongfang Mingri is fake?"
"Can't you see?" Xinyang asked him back.
"I can't tell! After Duan Mingyi's incident last time, everyone I see now thinks the other party is a liar." Lu Bei blinked his black eyes, stared at the person in front of him, and suddenly stretched out his hands to pinch Brother Buwen's cheeks and moved to both sides Pulling, asked him in an uneasy tone, "Brother, is your face real?"
Xinyang rolled his eyes at him, "No, actually my face is wrinkled and my teeth have fallen out."
The person who pinched his cheek in the last second quickly released his hand in the next second, and the person took a few steps back impolitely, "Excuse me, let's go! I'll pretend I never saw you appear."
Xinyang gritted his back molars and pulled back the retreating man, staring at him with a cold tone, "So it's my face that you're looking at?"
"Actually, you still have your money." Lu Bei told the truth with his conscience.
"I regret it." Xinyang fingered the slender bloodstain on the face in front of him, "Lu Bei, I find that you seem to be a little confused about our relationship."
The person whose wound was touched only felt a slight itchy and tingling sensation on his cheek, and subconsciously shrunk his neck to avoid the palm. When he heard this, there was a question mark on his forehead, and he even avoided it. They all forgot temporarily, "Is there any relationship between us that I don't know about?"
"Yes, you have forgotten the identity of our Taoist companion. Since you agreed to be with me, how many times have you thought about me during this time?"
Before seeing him shy all the time, Xinyang would take a step back and give him free space.
The result is that the other party doesn't think about him at all.
The person who was caught by the truth blushed and argued, "But we've been seeing each other all this time, do we have to think about it every day?"
"Did you think about me when we didn't see each other? Did you think about doing this to me?" Xinyang kissed the slightly parted lips in surprise, "No, right?"
"..."
Lu Bei's head was dizzy from being kissed, and it seemed that a herd of deer ran over from the African savannah came to his heart. They collectively danced health exercises on his heart, and when his eyes met, he regained his freedom.
"It seems that there is really not."
Xinyang turned and left.
This time, even a fool could see that the other party was angry.
Lu Bei subconsciously hooked the arm that was about to leave, and his palm slid along the fabric of the clothes until he held the palm that was holding his head just now, "Is it okay to start thinking about it now?"
"Then think about it slowly." Xinyang let go of the palms that were clasped together, and returned to the three people who were resting over there without hesitation.
Abandoning Lu Bei and standing alone in the corner, looking at the figure walking away from him with his back turned away, he scratched the wig on his head irritably, "What do you mean? Why is he angry?"
In the cell phone live broadcast room where they were forced to listen to the whole process, hundreds of thousands of viewers who were eating melon seeds and drinking pearl milk tea had become accustomed to lighting cigarettes.
"Although I didn't see anything, but the anchor's behavior is really good, what should I do?"
"The anchor is exactly the kind of person who pissed people off, but still innocently said that he didn't do anything."
"What did I do?"
Because he couldn't find the person with the problem, he took out his hidden phone and took a look at the live broadcast room.
When he was kissed just now, he thought that his live broadcast hadn't been turned off yet. In order to guard against some unnecessary moments, he decided to take out the phone and turn it off and throw it into the storage bag.
As a result, at the second before shutting down and going offline, Lu Bei was stunned when he saw all the accusing words in the comment area, and didn't understand why he was a scumbag?
He was also labeled as the man with green tea dregs.
"Anchor, do you really not know what you did?"
Lu Bei shook his head, "I didn't do anything? How can I be a scumbag?"
"You're wrong because you didn't do anything, okay! You've got a partner! The other party asked you if you missed him, and you said no... What do you want me to say about you?"
"Seeing the anchor like this, I want to shout to God! Such a person can have a partner! Why don't I."
The person holding the mobile phone nodded perfunctorily, "Yeah, you're right, I hope someone will confess to you tomorrow, can you tell me why before confessing?"
He recalled to himself what he had just said to Brother Bu Wen, and there was nothing wrong with it.
Yin Qiqi, who had already been sitting in the dormitory, rolled her eyes and almost passed out when she heard this. Before she passed out, she left him a message with the stubbornness of posthumous last words, "The first rule of love is that the partner asks if you miss him or not." , the answer is only thinking!"
"But we meet every day!" Lu Bei retorted.
It's not a couple who can't see each other, they have been separated every day before entering the ruins, and it hasn't even been half a day.
"This is fun! Do you understand fun?"
Lu Bei suddenly realized and stuffed this content into his brain, "It's fun, I remember it." So this is the tussle between lovers? Learned.
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha for a second, I felt that my senior brother was treacherous and cunning, but in the next moment I will start to feel sorry for him."
"The person you find yourself suffers."
The person who wrote down this content glanced at the person who closed his eyes and rested over there, and after making sure that the other person hadn't noticed him at the moment, he continued to hold the phone and whispered to the audience for help, "Then he is angry because of this." ?”
"It's only half right, you are a couple now, don't you have any thoughts about him? Don't you want to kiss and hug?"
The words of this audience member named Yin Qiqi made the person holding the phone turn red involuntarily. He moved the camera away from his face in embarrassment, and defended in a low voice, "But I didn't hate it or sent it right!"
Every time I kissed my brother without asking, he didn't say he didn't like it, did he?
"Your behavior is scumbag, you only let the other party pay unilaterally! If you don't pay anything and want it ready-made, of course it will make others sad!!!"
"You must take the initiative to give! If you like it, just say it. You can't let others take the initiative! Those who don't know think you are forced!"
is that so?
The person who turned off his mobile phone and went offline, when he returned to the resting line, quietly sat next to Senior Brother Wuwen, took out the food he had brought with him and handed it to him first, "Senior Brother Wuwen, are you hungry? Not hungry?"
"Not hungry."
"Then do you want some water?"
"I was full at the bottom of the sea just now."
"...Wow, is there still sea water on the road you came over just now?" Lu Bei tried his best to cheer, trying to warm up the frozen atmosphere.
It's just that the effect is a bit touching.
Not to mention how much it worked, I can only say that it didn't work at all.
When everyone had rested enough and went back on the road to find a way out, Dongfang took out the cloth strips in his sleeves and put them on again. The blindfolded man turned his head and glanced at the direction of Lubei before walking ahead, "Young Master Lu, I will trouble you more in the future.”
"It doesn't matter, it just so happens that I also enjoy playing."
People who forget other things when they mention the real thing, take out Wushuang and don't forget to show off to someone, "Don't ask brother, you didn't see if you weren't here just now, I'm super strong today!"
Xinyang's eyes fell on Dongfang Mingri, who blocked his eyes from walking forward, and his eyes fell on the black muslin covering his eyes, and the logo of Wan Jianzong was clearly visible at the end.
"Is that piece of cloth yours?" Except for Lu Bei, there would be no third person who would have that thing.
Lu Bei followed his gaze and nodded decisively, "Yes, there are traps everywhere in this maze. I took out my extra belt and used it as a blindfold to get here."
After he finished speaking, he thought of Yin Qiqi's teaching him to take the initiative. He quietly slowed down and landed at the end of the line, ensuring that Dongfang Mingri and his guards would not turn back temporarily, and quickly grabbed Buwen by the collar Leaned over and kissed him.
Xinyang looked down at his behavior as a thief, "What are you doing?"
"Kiss you!!!" Didn't it mean that as long as he takes the initiative to pay, he can't enjoy it unilaterally?
Why does this guy seem to be still angry after being kissed by him.
"I just asked who the cloth strips on his eyes belonged to, so it's rare for you to take the initiative to kiss me? Are you guilty?"
This question is beyond the outline, just in front of Dongfang Mingri just entered a new passage, when the sound of fighting came, Lu Bei raised his sword and subconsciously wanted to run over. Run, "I'm going to practice the sword first, and I'll talk to you later!"
After kissing, he rushed to Dongfang Mingri, who was blindfolded and had already taken off the cloth strips from his eyes, and was being blocked by two guards.
Standing in the corner and looking at Dongfang Mingri who was fighting in the distance, he untied the slipknotted cloth strip and left the protection of the guards, walked to Xinyang and handed the cloth strip in front of him, "Mr. Lu is a good man. Only with his help can I be safe and sound until now, if you don’t ask the immortal head what kind of anger is there, why not come at me, and don’t use a piece of cloth to deliberately embarrass others here.”
He walked in front and heard the conversation between the two behind him clearly.
"Embarrassing? Who is that person you are talking about?" Xinyang smiled instead of anger, "Some people don't pretend to be sentimental, and add infinite reverie to their pity."
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