Facing Jian Fan's face, which looked like it was easy to get along, Rong Nan's white porcelain hands touched the top of her head without hesitation and patted her in vain.
Hey, he didn't admit that he was attracted by his wife.
Damn it, why is it so shameful?
I can't even touch Ananda's clothes!
Jian Fan didn't say anything, picked up the copper coin sword, covered his head and rushed into the back room, trying hard to ignore the problem in reality and in his mind.
A creature shakes out of its head.
"It's like taking stimulants, tsk, Xiao Fanfan, can your love for me not be so obvious?"
Rong Nan's cold and cold voice actually echoed in the empty corridor, becoming gentle.
You can't help but care about me.
To paraphrase, your voice is so beautiful that it makes my ears pregnant.
Jian Fan staggered, and happened to step on the viscous liquid left by the hybrid beast.
His legs were stuck for a moment, but his body had great inertia due to the hurry, so he still pushed forward fiercely.
Miss Jian accidentally turned herself into a human flesh ball, banged open the door and rushed in, which was so cool.
During this process, Jian Fan was confused the whole time.
Damn it, no one else is so unlucky.
What should I do if my teammates keep hurting me indirectly?
During this process, Rong Nian smiled the whole time, but actually she was so stunned that she didn’t have time to change her expression.
Xiao Fanfan, please come back smoothly.
At worst, I won’t make it clear next time.
Then, in everyone's silence, Jian Fan successfully rolled into the large pool in the back room.
"Wow, I don't want to live anymore."
Jian Fan's sudden high-pitched scream called Rong Hun'er back.
He glanced inside hastily.
Is it dangerous?
It's trivial.
The entire back chamber is about ten times the size of the main tomb chamber, and half of the space is filled with water, making it a huge pool.
Since the water is stagnant and the home of smelly alien beasts, the water itself is a miserable green with a hint of black in the green, and it exudes a strange smell that is even stranger than the blood of alien beasts.
Jian Fan relied on his spiritual power to float on the water, with a few finger bones on his head, and his eyes almost turned white.
The pool is close to the gate.
On the other side, it is full of jumping and brainless zombies.
They are wearing clumsy armors.
They are probably afraid of water.
They are crowded in a pile.
Almost a thousand people died here.
Jian Fan's appearance caused the zombies, who had never seen blood, to riot, but they did not dare to step beyond the pool.
The zombies didn't dare, and Jian Fan couldn't tell how angry she was.
She smelled the stench all over her body and was so irritated that the green water was rippled by her anger.
"Damn, even you bunch of brainless people despise me.
Let's see if I don't kill you."
She subconsciously took out the talisman.
The talisman paper was stained with dirty water and had long since become useless.
This made Jian Fan even more heartbroken and confused.
Out of breath.
She performed a magic trick in the water, and the copper coin sword flew in from outside the door and rushed straight into the pile of walking corpses.
In an instant, it was like chopping a carrot, and the stumps were flying everywhere.
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The only idle ghost didn't even blink, as if he was used to this scene.
"Wow!"
Jian Fan did a somersault and landed firmly on the ground.
The copper coin sword returned automatically.
Seeing that Jian Fan had no intention of using it, he obediently cleaned it and wrapped it around Jian Fan's waist like a belt, outlining her beautiful waistline.
The robe is waterproof, but it is still uncomfortable to wear.
Jian Fan turned around and glanced at Rong Nan with his peach blossom eyes, "Uncle, please lend me a fire."
Alas, age is such an eternal generation gap.
A blue flame jumped between Rong Ren's fingers, and his sexy lips breathed lightly into the palm of his hand.
The flames flew to the tip of the simple and traditional copper coin sword, and with a whoosh, the copper coin had a square hole.
All the blood was burned.
"Damn it, Ananda, your little fire is being willful again" he shouted, Jian Fan's hands were also restless.
The copper coin sword drew out beautiful sword flowers, and the faint blue ghost fire left traces of burns in the air.
These traces did not disappear, but instead formed a huge flame net, shining towards the group of walking corpses.
He pounced on him without any hesitation.
The flames swallowed up all the walking corpses in one breath, burped humanely, and disappeared.
The entire back room was filled with a cold atmosphere.
"Ananda, please get rid of it.
This place is really annoying.
Ah Nanda."
A violent sneeze broke the silence of the room.
Jian Fan pouted.
It was so embarrassing to sneeze while being smelly and sticky.
She stiffly changed the subject.
"Ananda, look at this tomb.
You are so poor that you still have the nerve to build a tomb.
There is no mechanism at all.
It would be nice to just bury it with a bag of earth, but you still have to let us do the work.
It's really unreasonable.
The nameless group deserves to be destroyed."
Rong Nan could see Jian Fan's wet hair and the water dripping from her sleeves.
A piece of white cloth fell from the sky and wrapped around Jian Fan's body.
She could still feel the appropriate temperature.
How many straws had been stuffed into Jian Fan's simple mind, and how difficult it would be to be a husband can still be estimated.
Her complaint made Rong Nan's mouth twitch.
He is a master who has seen the world.
This little gold and silver is really not enough to fill his teeth.
Why did Miss Jian Fan sweep away people like locusts crossing the border?
She even secretly picked up the armor on the bloody man.
Don't think he can't see it.
Still disgusted.
Moreover, with the bloody man and the resentful monkey guarding the door, and the strange beasts and zombies with Gu Eagle bloodline standing behind, ordinary people really can't get in, and even if they get in, they can't get out, so why bother setting up traps.
Without the establishment of a mechanism, you would be in such a miserable state in both simplified and traditional languages.
If a mechanism is set up, "The tomb you dug is really unlucky.
Nothing is left behind.
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Even the tomb that someone spent a lot of money on no longer exists.
Xiao Fanfan, you are really the terminator of ancient tombs."
Rong Di was floating in Jane's eyes.
There was no movement next to Fan for a long time.
"The end is the end.
What I have done is a good thing."
Jian Fan was proudly waiting for Rong Yan to take her out.
Who would have thought that the guy who was never shy was so slow today, "Ananda, what are you doing?
I'm going out" Rong Nan's handsome face was cold, do I have to tell you that I don't know which corner of your clothes to pick up?
It's really hard for a woman to do this.
Finally, the simplified and traditional versions came out.
As for how they came out, Rong Nan’s stinky face can answer you.
She thought it had only been a few hours, but when Jian Fan saw the light of day again, she realized that two days had passed.
The look in Rong Nan's eyes made her tearful and she understood instantly that she must have been fighting with a bloody man and a strange beast.
After procrastinating for time, Ananda was feeling disgusted, wuwuwuwuwu, Ananda, how could you dislike me?
Some things were clearly plotted against me by you.
The moment her wounded heart saw the shiny little monk's head, a hundred-watt light bulb suddenly turned on.
The strange aunt Jian Fan rushed towards him and touched him randomly.
The little monk froze pathetically motionless, and his handsome face turned dark again.
"Hold on, master picked up something yesterday and wanted to give it to you."
Listen carefully, there is a hint of sadness in the voice.
The little monk sounded very excited when he thought about this.
Boy, do you think you can fool the weird aunt away with this trick?
You are too naive.
"That's right."
Jian Fan continued to rub the little monk's fair and tender face nonchalantly.
Liao Chen, an old bald donkey, even deceived his own people, and the things he picked up were filled with malice just thinking about them.
"What are you complaining about?
That's right, Xiao Yuansheng, have you returned that rag and clothes?"
Yuansheng's cute big eyes suddenly reminded Jian Fan of the poor man he hit before.
"He said that I would meet him at the first-class banquet auction."
The little monk bit his lip, full of longing, as if a red thread had been pulled from a piece of clothing.
"Hang on, that kid is too much.
He won't even eat the lollipop."
He felt aggrieved.
How can there be creatures in this world who don't like eating lollipops?
It's simply unforgivable.
As the little monk said this, Jian Fan thought of the young and mature child at the construction site in the suburbs.
He wondered whether the child, who had lost his soul, had been extremely uncomfortable these past two days.
The soul was torn out by force, and the severe pain and subsequent reaction were really heartbreaking.
After all, he is a child.
However, little monk Yuansheng, you are sure that what you are saying is a human voice.
After a brief moment of sadness, Jian Fan has been shocked by the young monk's firm tone, and at that moment, his brain stopped working.
After all, Xiaomaoshan is not my home, so I can't go there whenever I want.
And she was so unhappy with the leader of Xiaomaoshan that she was not willing to go up the mountain in advance.
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After separating from the young monk, Jian Fan rarely had a sleepless night, and Rong Rong stayed beside the bed.
They chatted all night long.
Early the next morning, the old monk-style doorbell rang at six o'clock on time, and Jian Fan opened the door wearing national treasure eye makeup and gorgeous chicken coop hair.
"Old monk, you got something good yesterday, don't cheat me again."
She even raised her sword in excitement, just like a robber who was going out to rob.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－ Xiao Fanfan: Okay, author, yesterday I was short of 250, but today I am over 2500.
Are you afraid of Ananda?
Author: Don’t be arrogant in your tone, I’m afraid Ananda: Keep up the good work today Author: Please let me go Xiao Fanfan: Ananda, how can you talk to the author?
Look, the old monk is here to bully me again.
Ananda: Hmm, let’s see.
Author: The time has not come yet, Xiao Fanfan, please don’t tamper with the script.
The author floated down from the third floor to the ground on the first floor.
Xiao Fanfan: I didn’t do anything Ananda: Me too Yuansheng: Hold on.
I just seemed to be sending someone to see the Buddha: