Chapter 130

The white monk Feng's eyes were cold. He lowered his head and saw the poor big eyes of the little fox. He knew that the other party was afraid of making a ghost idea, which would kill people without paying for their lives.

"How do you want me to help you?"

Zhan Chen didn't wait for Su Qinghuan to answer, so he took the paper and the small porcelain vase on his own initiative. He just felt as if he had been damaged by the little scoundrel in front of him in just a few days.

He glanced at the small porcelain bottle and felt that he had never seen the tool for charging. Although there were many kinds of porcelain, the bottle seemed to have a bit of metallic luster, and he didn't know what it was made of.

……

"Master Zhan Chen is the best!"

Su Qinghuan knew that Zhan Chen was willing to help her when the monk in white took her bottle of "advanced resting muscle pill".

Excited, she reached forward and hugged the thin waist of the monk in white.

"I love master Zhan Chen best."

“……”

If Su Qinghuan had to open the same room with himself on the first floor of the inn, Zhan Chen was very helpless.

Now the little fox still takes the initiative to hold his waist, which really makes Zhan Chen have no way to take her.

"Loosen it, or I'll go back."

"No, master, you're the best. People like you are full of words."

Su Qinghuan continues to hold Zhan Chen's waist, and the two are very close. Zhan Chen can almost smell the light plum blossom aroma around Su Qinghuan.

The aroma was clearly delicious, but it was like a demon that led him to hell.

"Let go."

The monk in white pursed his lips and finally pulled away Su Qinghuan's small hand with his fingertips.

Just the moment when two people's hands met, it seemed that there was an electric current.

The fingertips are burning.

Zhan Chen quickly withdrew his hand. His ears were red and his eyelashes were down, but he looked cold and dust-free.

"Cough... Benefactor Qinghuan, you can tell me what this is."

The monk in white did not dare to face Su Qinghuan and asked himself, is he really not interested in this cunning and clever girl like a fox?

Zhan Chen doesn't dare to think deeply about the answer. Sometimes, no answer is the best answer.

If you ask, it is burning within five.

He is a monk. In the future, he should concentrate on seeking Buddha and universal life. Naturally, he can't promise Su Qinghuan any future.

It's good for everyone to cut off love as soon as possible.

Zhan Chen made up his mind silently.

After helping Su Qinghuan solve the problem of emotional Gu and exposing the true faces of Ling Ziche, Yun Miao and others to the world, he went back to the fanyin temple to explain that he had violated the precepts and pleaded with his master.

……

The function of that bottle of advanced Xiji pill is really a little spicy. Su Qinghuan can only describe it briefly and comprehensively.

"Master, this is for my sister. It can be regarded as treating him in his own way. I don't know if master will think me vicious?"

She raised her eyes and looked brightly at the monk in front of her.

"Don't persuade others to be kind without him," said Zhan Chen with a compassionate smile on his lips. "Benefactor Qinghuan, you are not a Buddhist. According to the morality of the Jianghu, there is nothing wrong with revenge and resentment."

Zhan Chen is not the Holy Father of white lotus. He thinks that the victim must always keep the victim's posture, not retaliate, and even take the initiative to forgive and seek peace. This way is too shameful in Zhan Chen's opinion.

……

The monk in white quickly followed Su Qinghuan's instructions and used lightness skills to sneak into the night. Unconsciously, he quickly sent the bottle of pills and paper into yunmiao's guest room.

He was as light as a swallow. Others only felt that a white shadow flashed. When they wanted to look closely, they would mistakenly think that they were dazzled.

System 233 see Su Qing Huan so much time to make complaints about people's work, can not help but vomit trough.

"Host, why do you send a monk to climb other people's walls? Don't you think I'm enough?"

"Come on, you just miss my remaining 1000 points. Tonger, your personality of asking for money can be changed."

Su Qinghuan turned his eyes in disgust, but he was worried about Zhan Chen's just look. He clearly promised to live in a room, but he refused to let her hold her waist.

Can't he accept himself?

The system knows what's on Su Qinghuan's mind.

"Host, you hang up. I know that Liu Meier, like a primary school student, went to Master Kong to report your feelings with Zhan Chen. Zhan Chen is originally a person who respects his master. Weigh it yourself and be careful to be torn apart."

Su Qinghuan had expected that Liu Meier would not let herself go so easily. She couldn't help laughing bitterly when she heard Master Kong's taboo.

"But Zhan Chen and I are not even mandarin ducks..."

Su Qinghuan murmured and soon cheered up.

"I think at least Zhan Chen doesn't hate me. I'll pursue while I win."

She's a Qing Qiu Di Ji. If a monk returns to the common customs, she doesn't believe it can't be done!

……

Su Qinghuan made up his mind, and yunmiao returned to his room. Leng Buding saw more porcelain bottles and letters on the table.

He was stunned, vigilantly took out the sky silk gloves and put them on, afraid of fraud.

When I opened the letter, I found that it was a strange letter.

——Go back to Lingyun mountain villa quickly. Your sweetheart has eliminated the poison, but the remaining poison still exists. This is a bottle of medicine. There are ten pills in total, one a day, which can keep her life safe for the time being.

——If you don't believe this medicine is useful, you can throw the bottle away.

Probably in order to prevent being recognized, Su Qinghuan wrote with his left hand. It was crooked. It was like an earthworm.

Yunmiao looks more and more dignified. They all say that there is no airtight wall in the world, but yunmiao really doesn't know who else knows about love Gu.

The porcelain bottle looked strange and didn't know what material it was made of. He opened the porcelain bottle and smelled the pill. There was nothing special.

He knows that the younger martial sister takes medicine bath all the year round. Her blood is different from ordinary people. It can alleviate Liu Meier's toxin.

Even if something happens to Liu mei'er, the top priority should be to go back to forget dust Valley and find younger martial sister to draw blood to save talents!

Yunmiao was thinking like this and received the flying pigeon letter from the sixth younger martial brother.

"Elder martial brother, it's bad! Younger martial sister, she's gone!"

The young master in blue looked stunned. He held the small porcelain vase with his eyes like wind and rain in the future.

……

On the other side, Ling Ziche of Lingyun villa has become an ant on the hot pot!

"What? You don't know where yunmiao has gone? Waste! Give me all the inns in the city!"

When Liu Meier heard that there was no human figure in the cloud, she vomited another mouthful of blood. She looked pale and wept.

"Brother Yun, do you really don't want mei'er?"

While these people were anxious, the haggard yunmiao finally stepped into lingfu.

"Mei'er, I'm here."

He held the small porcelain vase in his hand and looked hesitant. Now the younger martial sister is gone. There is no younger martial sister's blood. Is this bottle of medicine of unknown origin really useful?