God-slaughtering King

Nanmen Maple looked at the inner room at will. Although he had seen it before, it was nothing more than gold and red, and all kinds of brocades of unknown names. But now looking at Shi Qing lying in bed, he was unwilling to talk for a moment.

"..." Shi Qing saw Nanmen Maple shaking in front of her, but she was angry. She got up and rushed to Nanmen maple.

Nanmen Feng turned around and looked at the aggressive Shi Qing. His face was flat and said, "what do you want to do?"

Shi Qing went straight to Nanmen Maple without saying a word. He just said that Nanmen Maple might hesitate for a while. If it's fists and swords, Nanmen Feng is more or less a master.

Shi Qing kicked out, but Nanmen Feng subconsciously pushed his hands. His hands overlapped around Shi Qing's kicking legs, and he was about to exert his strength. But in the corner of his eye, Shi Qing seemed to frown, but Nanmen Feng also realized that he was too heavy and loosened his hand for a moment.

"..." Shi Qing was very angry for a moment. She just wanted to kick Nanmen Maple gently, but now she was twisted by Nanmen maple. At the moment, her foot was a little sore and unstable.

Nanmen Feng looked in his eyes and stepped forward to help him for a moment, "my white bear, can you see it?"

Shi Qing had resisted Nanmen Feng's help. When she heard Nanmen Feng's words as if nothing had happened, she was angry again. "You just sprained my foot and cared about your white bear. Am I really worse than an animal?"

Simply, although it is angry, it is not loud. Nanmen Feng helped Shi Qing to the bedside. For a moment, he also saw the outside. He directly lifted Shi Qing's feet and rubbed them with his hands. "In my heart, the white bear is really more important than you."

Before the words are finished, Shiqing will pull her feet and get up. It's just that nanmenfeng's strength is too strong to get up for the moment. Nanmen Feng didn't seem to care about Shi Qing's actions, but said casually, "you may not know that when I first learned Taoism, although my practice was satisfactory, my heart was uncertain. At that time, I often thought about what I should do in the future? What if I really understood the avenue? How to get rid of the Danhua baby, break the Tianmen gate, and then what?"

Between Nanmen Maple's words, the movements on her hands were also constant. Shi Qing wanted to get up, but she felt that the pain on her feet seemed to ease a lot. For a moment, she quietly listened to Nanmen Maple's whispers.

"I've been searching for Taoism for a hundred years. If I can really remember it, I can only be regarded as a promoter of learning, except that under the Taoist temple, I command many large and small sects, set up rules and protect one secular mortal."

In addition to Nanmen Feng's words, he seemed to think of something. He made great efforts to correct the dislocation of Shi Qing's bones on her feet, and then took off her white socks. Shi Qing originally felt that the bones on her feet seemed to click and wipe. She was about to speak, but she saw Nanmen Feng take off her white socks. For a moment, she couldn't help but say, "what are you going to do?"

Nanmen Feng didn't answer when he heard the speech, but just held Shi Qing's foot, and then he pinched it with his hands, "The little friar I saw learned how to push hands is quite wonderful, but I can't learn it for a long time. I was also gifted at that time. Naturally, I questioned whether he kept his hands and didn't teach me completely. Unexpectedly, he told me that the method of practice is not what I think, but by myself."

"After that, I found a cliff stream and took the stream flowing down the cliff as a guide to practice hard for a long time. After that, the pusher was useless to the enemy. Instead, it was useful to help my disciples heal their wounds. Then I suddenly thought that if I didn't build this endless road one day, I might be able to open a medicine shop with injuries and sprains "Yes."

In addition to Nanmen Feng's words, the movements on his hands became more and more casual. Shi Qing intended to get up, but I don't know whether Nanmen Feng's words are full of vicissitudes, or whether his pushing hands and pinching feet is a small achievement. His feet feel quite comfortable. For a moment, his small face was slightly red, and he asked softly, "why don't you open this medicine store directly?"

Nanmen Feng smiled with self mockery, but he thought of being plotted by Xia houming in the Taoist temple, "all beings in the world are unequal. Monks are still divided into different places, and the difference in one place is like a pig and dog. Since I have this talent, I naturally have to take responsibility for this day. I don't want to, but I can't..."

"Oh, my little man, what can't you do with someone else's feet?" Nanmen Feng was full of lamentation. At the moment, he was surprised to hear this voice, "duanmuqing?"

"Where is this place? You're looking for a nice place. It's resplendent and richly decorated. Am I disturbing your good time?" Duan MuQing was angry about Nanmen Feng holding his feet.

When Nanmen Feng heard the speech, he opened his mouth and explained, "this is the place to participate in the moon business group. It's a magic weapon called the third moon. It's a rare treasure to have a pavilion. Just now her foot was injured, I'll treat her again."

"Since this place is a magic weapon, it's a little shabby, and the level of the person in charge is just like this. Speaking of it, how do I feel that there are no injuries to my feet? When did you learn the means of pinching your feet like this?" Duan MuQing didn't leave his body, so he whispered in Nanmen Feng's ear, but made Nanmen Feng blush for a moment.

Nanmen Feng's mind turned and he didn't want to tangle about it. Gu left and right said, "the principal of the monthly business group is Yue Sheng. He put forward a condition to send us to the Imperial City, but he wants to show the demon king of the imperial city whether you are his son."

Duan MuQing seemed to smile. "There have been all kinds of people in southern Xinjiang for many years, only a few who dominate. Who dares to call himself the king of demons... My generation is still his offspring?"

Nanmen Feng was stunned when he heard the speech. He wanted to discuss some countermeasures with duanmuqing, but it seemed that he couldn't open the mouth for the moment. Now he also asked others, "speaking of it, at the beginning, they said you had the blood of Purple Jade demon python. Are you..."

"No. I haven't heard of it." Duan MuQing thought for a while and firmly refused.

Nanmen Feng frowned for a moment. Seeing that duanmuqing didn't mean to continue talking, he also asked, "so let's go to the imperial city?"

"Let's talk when we get there. I don't know where the imperial city is..." Duan MuQing didn't seem to care much about these things.

Nanmen Feng said these trivial things in a few words. For a moment, he was speechless, but he didn't know what to say with duanmuqing in his arms.

Anyway, there's nothing wrong now. Nanmen Feng is holding duanmuqing. I don't know if he's feeling empty today. When holding duanmuqing, Nanmen Maple felt a little joy.

On the top floor of March, Yuesheng looked coldly at the woman in front of him and asked, "is it feasible to do the thing of the imperial city?"

The woman was wearing a black gauze skirt. It could be seen that she was exquisite and beautiful. She looked like a demon Rao. At the moment, she took a wine pot and took a sip, but smiled and said to Yuesheng, "you care about her so much. Why didn't you die for her at the beginning, so you don't have to hit the stone with eggs..."

Yuesheng looked at the woman and turned to leave. The woman opened her mouth and said, "Qin Sheng, don't forget that you are just a inferior loser in your bones. If you go on like this, even if you save her, she is no different from the attendants of these three days and months. Her temperament can't remember your name is Zhang Wang, Li Zhao..."

"You don't have to worry about these. Just prepare the things in the imperial city. My name is Yuesheng. Qin Sheng is dead." Yuesheng said softly, but walked out a few steps.

"You dare to bear her name of participating in the moon. Why don't you dare to take her surname, abandon the clan, and finally be so worthless..." the woman's words made fun of Yue Sheng.

Just the next moment, with a sharp voice, Yuesheng appeared in front of the woman, pinched her neck and lifted her up, but his face turned into a beast.

"Oh... My dog is also angry... Who will coax..." although the woman was strangled by her neck, her face was freehand, but she raised the wine pot and fell directly on Yuesheng's face. The wine was cold, and Yuesheng gradually calmed down. He threw the woman on the ground, but brushed his sleeve and left.

"..." Nanmen Feng holding duanmuqing didn't know how long he had been standing for a while. His body was strong ~ healthy, but it was nothing, but he was still a little embarrassed. Although nanmenfeng wanted to wait for duanmuqing to say something about the so-called royal blood, she didn't seem to mean to speak.

In this way, when Nanmen Feng looked out of the window, he found that it was already dark. For a moment, he asked softly, "do you want to lie on the couch..."

Duanmuqing answered casually.

Seeing this, Nanmen Feng took duanmuqing to bed. After thinking about it, he simply went to bed and hugged each other to sleep.

It was a long night. Nanmen Maple didn't have the habit of sleeping and slept for a long time. It seemed that duanmuqing was looking at herself, but she didn't dare to open her eyes. In this way, after a long time, Nanmen Feng also fell asleep, but suddenly he was pushed fiercely. Nanmen Feng subconsciously wanted to make a move, and then woke up, but he rolled directly under the bed, "Shi Qing?"

"I can't stand it! I want to leave here!" Shi Qing frowned and looked at the maple in the south gate. For a moment, there was an unknown fire. Then he jumped out of bed in a hurry, put on his shoes and walked to the door. Nanmen Feng lay on the ground and didn't think about how to persuade for a moment.

"You are still thousands of miles high. I think you have some accomplishments. Give you this pill and take it. You can barely stop the wind jumping from the three days and months." the maple in the South Gate had no time to speak, but a woman's hand was stretched out behind the door, holding a small porcelain vase and said to Shi Qing.

When Shi Qing saw this man, he subconsciously stepped back to Nanmen Feng and asked, "who are you?"

"Me?" the woman walked in, wearing a black dress similar to Yuesheng and a black jade hairpin on her head, but she looked beautiful. "Aren't there three people in Shenyue now? In addition to a dead man, a waste, and me."