"You can't control that devil of yours."
A cold voice came from my ears, like ice and snow exploding in my ears.
"Then let him control me.
Why can only humans take the lead in the Yin Yang Envoy?
You're stubborn."
Jian Fan hurriedly went out to find trouble.
She didn't want to stay in this damn place for a moment longer.
She hadn't realized it yet.
What words came out naturally from his own mouth.
Jian Fan left quickly, and Dao Qing raised his drooped eyes again.
He looked at the place where Jian Fan had been sitting, waved his sleeves, and blew away a gust of breeze, which dissipated the atmosphere.
He then stood up and disappeared.
Jian Fan stood on the path.
It was probably the same that night five years ago.
A person, alone, feeling the cold world.
I can't remember the feeling I had in my heart now.
It's like losing my memory again and being reborn again.
"Ananda, you bad guy, where did you go?"
She looked at the deep cliff at the end of the path and began to wonder how she should get down.
"Madam, it seems you still need me."
A faint sigh came from behind her.
Without looking back, Jian Fan could feel the warmth rising in his heart and the unfamiliar light aroma of wine.
It seemed that Rong Nan had changed to another type of wine today.
Could it be that it had a soothing effect that made her feel so at ease.
"Ananda, I suddenly feel that I have to let the old monk's kindness go to waste."
Jian Fan turned around naturally, and as expected, he received the same "couple cup" handed over by Rong Nan, and the warm liquid flowed into his mouth. , slowly going down to warm the whole body.
Many times, a little warmth is enough to get rid of all your negative emotions.
"We'd better go back.
It's boring here." snort.
A careless smile appeared on the corner of Rong Nan's lips, and the memory suddenly flowed back to the street intersection where they first met.
He seemed to be the most dazzling god who was fearless and he had not changed yet.
Jian Fan smiled inexplicably.
It turned out that his heartbeat had been lost in his light from that moment on.
As a result, it seemed that everything else was just a cloud, so why was she still looking for trouble?
Yep, pretentious.
"Ananda, just pretend that you didn't hear what I just said.
If you didn't, let's go and take me down the mountain.
We'll go wandering around tomorrow.
If we don't get something, my surname will no longer be Jane."
She suddenly felt like a child.
"Then take my surname."
Rong Nan lifted Jian Fan's collar and rushed into the clouds, her words lost in the wind.
Did Jian Fan hear that?
She had no time to answer.
When she came down the mountain, she felt the sadness coming from the little monk's hands and feet, and was surprised.
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The little monk hung on Jian Fan's arm, bursting with snot and tears, "Hold on, master took away what you gave me.
Master took away what you gave me.
It's too much.
Master even asked me to thank you."
He cried.
He was holding it, but he didn't say anything about snatching it back.
This shows that the unreliable old monk's education to Yuansheng is still reliable.
The simple and traditional bracelets were indeed used by the little monk to save his life.
So Jian Fan suddenly decided to use a cute lollipop to solve this painful scene.
So, the world became quiet.
"Hold on, I just bumped into a child and the lollipop touched him."
The little monk suddenly remembered something and covered his mouth to protect the lollipop that kept moving in his mouth.
He stared at Jian Fan with innocent eyes, as if he was afraid of showing any trace of his scent.
It seems that this guy has eaten more than one lollipop.
Sure enough, children cannot be pampered.
Look at those blinking eyes.
Jian Fan sighed, "Forget it, sister, I forgive you.
But how did you solve this matter, Yuansheng?"
Then the little monk handed over a piece of white cloth that looked familiar to Jian Fan, "Hold on, I said to help him wash it, but he said no, it's just such a small area, and it takes a lot of effort to wash the whole thing.
I said it won't take much effort, so I just He tore off this small piece of clothing.
Then he left.
His face looked a little pale, like the white-faced steamed buns made by the young master in the temple, and he really wanted to take a bite. " Jian Fan holds his forehead and takes a bite.
You little baby, what do you want to do to another little baby?
"Why don't you refill it after washing?
Yuansheng, let me tell you, next time you encounter this situation, can you stop being so honest?
Does your master know?"
"Master said, whatever you do, you have to solve it yourself.
Buddha is very busy.
We can't cause any more trouble to Buddha."
"Everything your master says is right."
Jian Fan couldn't laugh or cry.
There was a knocking sound on the door, "Yuan Sheng, open the door.
Your master is back."
This knock on the door, knocking on a wooden fish, was so distinctive.
But under normal circumstances, the old monk would go to the Three Treasures Hall for everything.
Jian Fan vaguely felt that her surname might really be at risk tomorrow.
As soon as the old monk entered the door, he asked the young monk to go back and do extra homework.
He faced Jian Fan calmly and said, "Jian Xiaoyou, I just met a Taoist friend.
The Taoist friend's face was quite ugly.
His little disciple He was also seriously injured.
They encountered an immortal tomb, and they were filled with resentment.
The way Jian Xiaoyou shook his head violently in his mouth made him pause for a second.
Of course, how could the old monk end before he finished speaking.
"There are still some treasures in the tomb, a lot of them.
My Taoist friend took some.
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He said that if Jian Xiaoyou is willing to get rid of this monster, he is willing to..."
"Everything is the best arrangement."
Jian Fan suddenly interrupted and handed the old monk his hands unceremoniously.
The twinkle in his eyes was the same as Yuansheng's when he saw the lollipop.
"Give me the thing."
Okay, thank you.”
Liao Chen smiled knowingly and handed over a green and clear emerald hairpin, "Then I'll bother you, little friend Jian."
Don't regret it.
Jianfan: There are so few, what should I do if I feel like I’ve been cheated?
I’ll regret it, okay?
Without giving her a chance to regret, the old monk walked away very fast and said that the young monk called him.
"The fabric on the little monk's hand smells like the breath-holding charm.
Xiao Fanfan, it's the breath-holding charm you drew."
Rong Nan watched Chen leave, found a random place to lie down, and glanced at Jian Fan, who was a little sad. , naturally handsome and boundless.
"Do you still remember, it was the pair of Taoist masters and disciples.
It seems that the child has lost his soul."
"Ouch, it seems I have a troublesome physique."
Jian Fan laughed at himself.
Seeing Rong Nan's calm expression, she chuckled twice and threw the hairpin in her hand towards Rong Nan.
The moment it came into contact with Rong Nan, the hairpin emitted a burst of green light and fell to the ground.
Became a scumbag.
Simplified Traditional: At this moment, my heart is broken.
Who can tell me that this hairpin is also a magic weapon?
It is a small unformed disposable defensive item that she has played with.
It is gone.
It is gone.
If she can do it again, she I will definitely throw an offensive magic weapon.
"Stupid."
Rong Nan tilted his head and poured wine into his mouth
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