Chapter 210

Su Tang was very moved by the concern of several elder martial brothers, and finally refused the seventh elder martial brother's proposal to collect Yang and replenish Yin.

The seventh elder martial brother was still a little unwilling, "little younger martial sister, why do you want to see a doctor when you are sick! One cauldron is not enough. Let's find more. Don't worry, tianjianzong can afford these things. "

Sue sugar is a headache after hearing this. Fortunately, there are some reliable people in this group. Then the Lord kicked the man out of the door.

"Lao Qi, if you can't speak, shut up!" The patriarch's forehead is protruding, no one can worry!

Su Tang just wake up, that call a face like white paper, gas like gossamer, but only she knows, she will not die.

She pulled the leader's sleeve and her eyes were as clear as water, which made people can't bear to refuse.

"Elder martial brother, I must hide my illness, or I'll play it in vain."

Although the patriarch was angry, he knew that the play she had played before at least temporarily frightened the people of the two evil ways.

"I see. You just need to rest assured."

Peace of mind to recuperate is not peace of mind to recuperate, she just took a day off, the next day wearing a beautiful skirt to run to find Mo Qinglan.

Tianjianzong's school uniform is simple and elegant. After all, it's Jianxiu. Everyone is cold-hearted and doesn't like fancy. However, the first month is different. She was spoiled and grew up. When she was a child, her elder martial brothers liked to buy her beautiful skirts to dress her up. Later, when she grew up, there were differences between men and women, but the habit of buying small skirts in the first month of the year remained.

At this moment, because she couldn't find Mo Qinglan, she grabbed a little disciple.

"Where is your elder brother Mo?"

As soon as the younger disciple saw that he was the younger martial uncle, he was shocked and stuttered, "little Little martial uncle

Su Tang feels funny, can't help but skin for a while, "I'm not a little martial uncle."

The little disciple's eyes widened in an instant. Several peak masters of tianjianzong were very strict and used to them. Looking at the little martial uncle, she was just a fairy who came down to the world to play. She was lovely and funny.

"Elder martial brother Mo is competing with his elder martial brothers in the challenge arena."

After su Tang knew it, he waved with the little disciple and walked towards the challenge arena.

In the challenge arena of tianjianzong, martial brothers can compete, but don't hurt human life.

At this moment, because someone challenged the chief disciple, many people began to bet.

"Come on, bet. Guess how many moves brother Mo can use this time to win the competition."

"I'll do three things!"

"Lying in the trough, are the three moves still human? I have five moves. At least elder martial brother Li's accomplishments are not bad."

When Su Tang came over, there were a lot of gamblers. She felt her money bag. There were many spirit stones in it, so she lost them all. "I'll take a move."

The crowd was quiet for a second, then looked up, and everyone was scared.

"Little Little martial uncle. "

Tianjianzong is not allowed to gamble. Once found, it will be severely punished. This is not, they saw Su sugar, the whole person almost shivered.

No matter how innocuous Su Tang is, his identity is also there. He is of the same generation as the patriarch, and his cultivation is so advanced that even the devil can kill him with one sword.

Su Tang doesn't think so. He's happy with small gambling, but hurt himself with big gambling. He turns back and says to Mo Qinglan in the challenge arena: "little martial nephew, I'll win with one move. Don't let me down."

Mo Qinglan looks at the people under the challenge arena, and it has been three days since we last met. It's not that he hasn't inquired about her whereabouts in the past three days, but the Lord of Tianjian said that she can't stay idle. If she has nothing to do, she likes to go shopping for food and buy small skirts. It's normal not to say that she hasn't seen her for three days, but it's normal that she hasn't seen her for three years.

"Little martial uncle."

Su Tang, "little martial nephew, why didn't you come to ask me to meet you that day? Thanks for waiting for you all night."

If she dared to say that, she was sure that he didn't come that night.

Mo Qinglan really didn't pass, not only that night didn't pass, these three days also didn't find her, at most also asked her whereabouts.

"Since my little martial uncle insists on giving it to me, I'll wait for a moment..."

"I brought it to you." Su Tang takes out a box from the storage ring. Because there is a package on the outside, people don't know what's inside. Only Mo Qinglan can't keep the usual smile on her face.

"I just made a bet with other martial nephews. If Mr. Mo loses in one move, I'll give this gift to the winning disciple."

Mo Qinglan thought of the little skirt inside, and her eyes turned black. If someone else takes it, whether it's his or not, it has something to do with him. A big man actually likes a little skirt. Once it's out

"Little martial uncle looks up to me like this. Naturally, I can't let him down."

Mo Qinglan pressure surprised anger, he most hate to be threatened, sure enough, he hates her.

In the challenge arena, Mo Qinglan is sure to win or lose with one move. It's so fast that people can't see clearly. When it's over, the onlookers are all stupid.

"Just now?""Is elder martial brother Mo still human? The same group of zongmen who came with me, I haven't built a foundation. He's almost a golden elixir! Terrible

When Mo Qinglan came down from the challenge arena, Su Tang conveniently lost what he had in his hand, and then found the man who had just done business, "little martial nephew, come on, I just won the spirit stone?"

The little disciple wanted to cry without tears. He worked hard all day today and saved some spirit stones. As a result, he was cheated by the little martial uncle.

I feel aggrieved and want to cry.

Su Tang looked at the little disciple, crying and offering the stone to him. She laughed so hard that her eyes were bent. "Well, good boy, I'll treat you to sugar gourd later."

The little disciple wanted to cry even more. He could buy hundreds of sugar gourds with a stone, but he still said, "thank you, little martial uncle."

Su Tang has nothing to do with zongmen in recent days. She is thinking of going down the mountain to play. She sees Mo Qinglan coming to see her.

"What's the matter, nephew?"

Mo Qinglan said, "recently, I have encountered a bottleneck in my practice. I'm here to consult my younger martial uncle."

Instead of rushing to help, Su Tang asked, "where's your master?"

Mo Qinglan's master is the master of Tianjian sect. In terms of cultivation, he is no worse than Chuyue. But later, there were many trivial things in the sect, and Chuyue devoted herself to cultivation. With several adventures, his cultivation soared.

"Shifu and the other martial uncles are very busy recently, and they can't even see each other these days. That's why they come here to harass the younger martial uncles."

When she thought about it, she knew what they were up to, mostly looking for a cure for her.

"I want to go down the mountain these two days, but I don't have a companion. If nephew Mo wants to, I'll talk to you as I go down the mountain."

Although Mo Qinglan doesn't like her, he has to get close to her because of Tianjian Jiushi. Let alone go down the mountain, he will accompany her even if he goes down daoshan.

"I'd like to be with you."

Having said that, when she went to the clothing store, she tasted all kinds of delicious food. Mo Qinglan's heart refused.

This woman, how can such toss a person!

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