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

Chapter 20

Fang Siming.

There are many things to think about - why is he in this world, why did he save me, when was Fang Siming, who is the "young hero" he knows, a character in the game really exists, and, Why does my heart lose its rhythm the moment I see him; why does my heart feel so sore when I think of his name...

Yan Qingping didn't think about anything.

At this moment, only one name was circulating in his mind: Siming Siming Siming Siming Siming...

Fang Siming's violin-like voice woke him up.

He forced a zombie back with one move, and said angrily: "Idiot, why are you in a daze at this time?"

Yan Qingping was awakened by the sound of "idiot", and trembled suddenly - no one has ever called him an idiot at this age - and then turned around with inexplicable joy, avoiding the attack of the zombies.

Yan Qingping checked the situation while walking the zombie.There were six zombies in total, Fang Siming held three, Lu Xiaofeng had two, and one was chasing and killing him.

Lu Xiaofeng cleverly jumped out of the big hole in the wall. Although he looked very embarrassed, Yan Qingping could tell at a glance that he still had strength left.Coupled with the fact that the outdoor area is open, there is absolutely no problem for Lu Xiaofeng.Fang Siming's situation is not good - Yan Qingping always feels that his hands and feet are restrained, and his martial arts performance is actually similar to his.

How can this be?That is Fang Siming, the young master of Wansheng Pavilion!Mingyue Villa beat him to death Fang Siming!In the plot, Xiao Shuhan, the head of Wudang, together with Chu Liuxiang (actually, there is also the soy sauce young hero) have the strength to suppress him.But now the martial arts he showed were far from enough.

Fang Siming didn't take off his cloak like Mingyue Villa did, and he didn't release the skull lamp from Yunmeng. He just confronted the enemy with his iron claws... This is not right!

There is also Mr. Xi who has no knowledge of martial arts... Well, Mr. Xi has a strange expression.

He stared at Fang Siming and murmured, "It's so perfect... how is it possible..."

Yan Qingping got angry for a moment—even though he himself didn't know why he was so angry—who are you looking at!Is he someone you can stare at!What kind of eyes look at people!

As soon as he got angry, his brain became active, and he caught a glimpse of the pipa that had just been thrown to the door hastily.

Why don't these zombies attack Mr. Xi?Are these zombie Gu also driven by people?

Since time travelling, Yan Qingping has gained a lot of knowledge that he had never heard before.But is this knowledge more like a passive instinct? He might not be able to think about it actively.

At this time, when his mood was fluctuating, the passivity was actually activated.

Turning around to shake off the zombie, Yan Qingping picked up the pipa: "Brother Siming, buy me some time!"

The title "Brother Siming" is so familiar that he has already used it skillfully without even noticing it.

Fang Siming "hummed", without asking why, he flung out his robe sleeves, and the zombie following Yan Qingping was brought to him.With the martial arts he showed now, the four zombies were a bit reluctant, but he did it anyway, as lightly as if he took away not a vicious zombie, but a rabbit.

The corners of Yan Qingping's mouth curled up uncontrollably for no reason.

He was holding the pipa, and with a certain instinct, the strange tune flowed out from the string under his fingers.

As if inspired by some kind, the zombies slowed down and even started to stagger—it was time to fight back!Fang Siming swung down his iron claws and crushed a zombie's head hard.The burst of white spots splashed on his body, his face became more and more indifferent, during the fight, the hood slipped off, and the white hair flew up, beautiful and cold like the thousand-year-old black ice under the cold pool of Huashan Mountain.

Mr. Xi finally looked away from Fang Siming full of reluctance, and then giggled: "You guys are still a little bit useful, sending my Emperor Ai to me...I want to keep him here forever... "

As soon as his figure flickered, before the afterimage in place disappeared, the person appeared in front of Yan Qingping, and then he waved a strange palm!

What's going on?Are madmen's martial arts beyond the standard these days!

At this moment, Yan Qingping mobilized all the internal energy he could use, and hit it right!

"Bang—" the ink-colored internal force rippled around, and the pipa was shattered into pieces under the impact of two huge internal forces.

The zombies got rid of the singing and regained their sensitivity.Fang Siming and Lu Xiaofeng couldn't spare any time to help Yan Qingping.

Yan Qingping recovered about [-]% of his internal energy.When he couldn't keep a distance from the enemy, he didn't bother to cover up, the Bixiao sword slipped into his hand suddenly, and the Taiji swordsmanship entangled Mr. Xi leisurely.

That does not work!

Tai Chi swordsmanship is light and graceful, each move is as smooth and smooth as flowing water, tightly wrapped around Sai Gongzi, making him unable to strike or retreat.But Yan Qingping was also helpless - Taiji swordsmanship is not a swordsmanship for hurting the enemy at all, so it can't be delayed like this!

Think about it quickly... By the way, he said, my "Emperor Ai"?

This pronunciation...is definitely not ID. Could it be that Mr. Xi is talking about "Emperor Han Ai"?Is he comparing himself to Dong Xian?Male favorite?Plus his attire, his stage, and the setting of their scene...

Do not try for nothing!

With a move of Yan Qingping's mind, Mochizuki was thrown out, knocking himself back a certain distance.Then, before Mr. Xi caught up with him, he said, "Shuqin?"

Mr. Xi's pursuit stopped abruptly, and his expression suddenly changed: cold, lonely, a little arrogant, and a little inferior.

His standing posture also changed from a powerful stance to a delicate and weak one.

His tone was indifferent, with some timid expectation: "Yan...Master. Yan Qingping shuddered. My God, this is the actor!

However, the actor is better than a lunatic, isn't he?

So Yan Qingping played along with him: "Shuqin, are you okay? They said that bastard Lu Sandan threw you into a dungeon..." He took a few steps forward, and looked at "Shuqin affectionately" ", "You seem to have lost some weight..."

"Master Yan respects himself." "Shuqin" took a deep look at him, his eyes were tangled and painful, "This is Shuqin's own business, and I don't need Master Yan to care about it."

"Shuqin!" Yan Qingping became anxious, "why did you..." He raised his hand involuntarily, as if he wanted to touch "Shuqin"'s face.

Just as the fingertips were about to caress the fair face, the "lime? Phoenix" suddenly came out!

"Ah——my eyes!" Mr. Xi didn't care about the character design of "Shuqin", or did this also belong to the character design of "Shuqin"?

Yan Qingping showed no mercy, the Zhenxuan box quietly appeared behind him, the long sword in the box buzzed, and suddenly came out, a move of "Crane Spreading Wings" stunned Mr. Xi, and then...

"Boom!" Lu Xiaofeng jumped out quietly, stretched out his hand to touch Mr. Xi's acupuncture points, and winked at Yan Qingping playfully.

"Brother Xiaofeng?" Yan Qingping was pleasantly surprised.

"Qingping is really lucky. There are beauties who rescue me when I am in trouble." He stroked his mustache, his spirits were high, "I am not bad."

At this time, the faint sound of the flute reminded that the few zombies still entangled with Fang Siming slowed down in an instant.

"This, young master, can you be merciful and take these..." The flute sounded, and a pleasant female voice came, but it stopped suddenly.

Because Fang Siming had already squeezed a zombie with one hand and exploded their heads.The last one was not spared either, and was crushed by Fang Siming's foot.

"Oh?" After finishing all this, he slowly raised his head, his white hair slipping down, "Call me?"

"...No, it's nothing." The woman with the bamboo flute in her hand was standing at the door, smiling forcedly, formally calling the "madame" who led them in just now.

Yan Qingping didn't want to care about these things, he rushed to Fang Siming's side in three steps and two steps, pursed his lips: "Brother Siming! Why are you here?"

Fang Siming glanced at him, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, but he said, "I'm not the only one here."

"Young Pavilion Master is really..." A sigh sounded, some frail men stood quietly outside the house, who was it not Xiao Yuqing?

Yan Qingping looked at them, took a step back in secret, stood side by side with Fang Siming, and quietly grabbed his sleeve, saying that he is just a soy saucer, you can leave by yourself.

After Yan Qingping and Shi Shiran expressed his attitude of eating melons, he sneaked a glance at his brother Siming.

The sun shines on Fang Siming's white hair, making the silky white hair coated with a layer of golden light.His white eyelashes drooped quietly, covering his bright golden pupils.Half of the mask was attached to his face, making it impossible to see his expression clearly.It's just that the light-colored lips revealed a bit of a smile inexplicably.

Humph.

Little idiot.

The atmosphere here is harmonious, but there is something bad on the other side.

Lu Xiaofeng tied up the trickster and put it aside, and said to Xiao Yuqing: "Brother Xiao, don't you want to explain?"

Xiao Yuqing smiled wryly and cupped her hands: "I'm sorry for the two of you. Actually..."

"You already know about the smuggling, right?" Lu Xiaofeng's eyes were burning, "Why don't you let me explain it for you."

"The rise of Jinxiu Villa is too sudden. Tingyulou will definitely be vigilant and carefully investigate the source of these wealth. Maybe you have found out the smuggling in the fishing village for a while, but because there is no definite evidence, you can't attack them. Yes. wrong?"

"Not bad." Xiao Yuqing nodded.

"You need an opportunity. This opportunity will come soon. The playboy is going to kill people to silence them. You take the opportunity to let this matter get out, and then lead me here, and use my hand to make their actions public, right?"

"All right." Xiao Yuqing nodded.

"When we came, we caught the pigeons. Each of their legs was tied with silk strips. Now that I think about it, it was not to convey any news to others, but to make us suspicious... That night, the The person we imprisoned in the ancestral temple was Yu Hesheng himself. He was not trying to trap us, but to let us 'escape' and discover the secrets of the ancestral temple and the ledger under the floor tiles."

"As for why you know all this... you won't know when Miss Le, who was trusted by Mr. Xi, was won by you. The man in black that night was actually Miss Le. It's just that you didn't expect that Qingping would arrive, and Miss Le would Arrested? In order to escape, Yu Hesheng had to be blamed."

Miss Le bowed her body: "Hero Lu has a good opinion."

"We were caught on the island, and you should have followed us all the way. If I'm not mistaken, the big ledger is already in your hands, right? Your people should have rushed to the headquarters of Jinxiu Villa, just hope we Hold him, will you?"

"Not bad at all." Xiao Yuqing sighed.

"There are only a few things I don't understand." Lu Xiaofeng said to himself, "One is, how can you tolerate the growth of such zombies? If the young pavilion master hadn't acted in time, the two of us wouldn't be able to stand here completely. "

"Because we don't know how many zombies Mr. Xi has." Miss Le smiled bitterly, "I seem to be trusted by him, but there may be many people like me under his hands. We don't know, it will be so dangerous Fortunately, Pavilion Master Fang Fang suddenly felt something was wrong, so he acted in time."

"Next question." Lu Xiaofeng nodded, "Why did Pavilion Master Fang Shao appear here? The Wansheng Pavilion is mysterious and unpredictable, and the young pavilion master is even more mysterious. Why did he suddenly help?" There was a narrow smile on his face, but he quickly returned to his expressionless face, "Also, you didn't even make a move at such a critical moment just now, if I'm not wrong, you should not be planning to appear here .So, why are you showing up now?"

Xiao Yuqing smiled wryly: "Brother Lu, I really don't want to show up, but I absolutely didn't mean to die just now. I don't want to come out, I can let Miss Le do it, can't I? Just before, we went to the back hall to search There are other evidences, and I didn't rush over until I heard that the young pavilion master made a move..."

"Then Miss Le found out that I was walking a zombie, and she helped me out." Lu Xiaofeng said.

"Yes. As for why I came out..." He shrugged helplessly, "It's the same reason as why the Young Pavilion Master intervened in this matter." He glanced at Yan Qingping and Fang Siming who were standing side by side. It goes without saying.

Lu Xiaofeng nodded understandingly.

Although I don't know how my Daoist knew the Young Master of the Wansheng Pavilion, but it is obvious that he came to support the Daoist. The sentence "It's not just me who came" just now was obviously to expose Xiao Yuqing and dissatisfy Yan Qingping So calculated...

"One last question." Lu Xiaofeng took a deep breath, "Those villagers...you just watch them die?"

Xiao Yuqing was silent.

Miss Le explained, "We have nothing to do. Mr. Xi gave the order, and I'm not the only executor. At that time, it's not the time to tear your face apart..."

Lu Xiaofeng was silent.

The large hall fell into silence.Fang Siming raised his head leisurely, looking at Yan Qingping with golden eyes.

"They are all sinners," he said.

The amount of smuggling they smuggled would probably be beheaded if they were caught in the government.

You don't have to worry about them.

Yan Qingping bumped into such a pair of golden pupils, and suddenly took a breath.

He suddenly discovered that the colors of Fang Siming's eyes were different, and he didn't know if it was because of the light or something else.On the left, covered by the mask, the eyes are a darker amber.And the right eye exposed to the sun is pure and brilliant gold.

Like the flowing, rising sun.

The author has something to say: Hahahaha today's Taoist priest has a strange brain circuit.

Ming (consolation): They don't deserve your sorrow.

Ming (inside): The little idiot has softened again, hey.

Daoist: He is so pretty.

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