The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

Hua Qiangu asked curiously.

"Because he wants to destroy a big monster here! But that big monster is too cunning and never shows up!"

The corner of Chu Heng's mouth curled up, and he said softly.

"It seems that you also know the legend of Ruolan Temple!" Yan Chixia showed a hint of surprise.

Ning Caichen said: "Isn't it good to have nothing to do!? Let's have a good night's rest and leave here the next day! It's too dangerous to make a lot of things happen!"

".ˇTonight, I'm afraid something is unfinished."

Chu Heng looked at Hua Qiangu beside him, and his heart skipped a beat.

"People die for money and birds die for food! It will not miss such an opportunity."

Hearing this, Yan Chixia shifted her gaze to Hua Qiangu, Yan Chixia had guessed at this moment that the little girl in front of her might have a strange attraction to monsters.

"If that's the case, then you've done me a big favor!"

Yan Chixia sat back by the fire.

"Exorcism is done!"

Chu Heng smiled and sat down.

But when Chu Heng finished speaking, he suddenly froze for a moment.

If it is really counted, Chu Heng can only be regarded as a practitioner of Guomo Kungfu!

It's just that, because Chu Heng's magic power is extremely low, it has been suppressed by Buddha power and can't be seen.

"That's right! Kill demons and eliminate demons! There are too many demons in this world, and that's why the people are so miserable!"

(promised Zhao)

Yan Chixia said in disbelief.

"Actually, in this world, people's hearts are more terrifying than demons, aren't they?"

"Hehe, let's not talk about this! It makes people feel unhappy for nothing!" Yan Chixia waved her hand, but she didn't want to fall into memories.

"By the way, your kid's internal strength is well cultivated, but there are too few moves! If you encounter enemies who restrain the Buddhist sect, you may be a little embarrassed!"

Yan Chixia suddenly turned her head, looked at Chu Heng seriously and said.

Chu Heng's heart moved, could it be that Yan Chixia wanted to pass on the Taoism of Kunlun to him?

Seemingly seeing what Chu Heng was thinking, Yan Chixia smiled wryly and shook her head, "I want to pass some on to you! After all, you are quite fond of me, too. It's a pity that the Kunlun sect has not entered my sect. Do not pass on merit!"

Yan Chixia shook her head with a wry smile.

Chu Heng rolled his eyes, "Many excuses!".

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Chapter [-] Xiaoqian

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"You are really thick-skinned! With your three-legged cat skills, can you still give pointers to Brother Chu?"

Ning Caichen finally couldn't stand Yan Chixia's clinging to her old age, and said disdainfully. kuuhuu

Yan Chixia stared at Ning Caichen in a daze. It was what Ning Caichen said just now, he almost didn't recover.

"The old man's strength is very poor?"

Yan Chixia pointed to her nose and asked Chu Heng in disbelief.

Chu Heng laughed loudly, hugged Hua Qiangu and said nothing.

Hua Qiangu was also lying on Chu Heng's lap, giggling, as if she heard some good joke.

"You, isn't your strength bad? At least it's much worse than Brother Chu's!"

Ning Caichen moved closer to Chu Heng with a guilty conscience, and then continued to talk with his neck stuck.

Yan Chixia looked at Ning Caichen's guilty look, sneered and stopped talking.

Thinking of Yan Chixia, who is so majestic, why did he ever need a little scholar to admit his strength?

However, when Yan Chixia saw the corners of Hua Qiangu and Chu Heng's mouths twitching, Yan Chixia still subconsciously felt a little depressed.

It was in such a happy atmosphere that time came to Zishi without knowing it.

And that Ning Caichen, he was just a mortal after all, had already fallen into a deep sleep.

767 Chu Heng and Hua Qiangu practiced cross-legged. ~)

It was Yan Chixia who instead became the bodyguard of the three of them, dozing boredly by the fire.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie! Yan Chixia, you ruined my good deeds, today I will let you die without a place to bury you!"

Just when Yan Chixia was about to fall asleep, an erratic male and female voice came into Ruolan Temple.

"Old goblin, I, Yan Chixia, are here, if you have the guts, let me die without a place to die?!"

When Yan Chixia heard her grandma's voice, she was overjoyed.