Not to mention An Qingli and Hong Sandan were embarrassed, even the fox-faced man's neck turned red with anger.
There was already fighting and whirring outside the fairy sedan.
Hong Sandan was carrying his back and didn't dare to look outside.
But An Qingli turned his face outward and watched the two monks from the Golden Immortal Realm fighting each other.
The Qian Empire is generally peaceful, and Kaiyang Mansion is also a good place to live and work in peace and contentment. Fighting does not happen often.
If it happens, it will happen above the clouds. Firstly, it will not affect the topography and landforms, it will not destroy flowers and plants, and secondly, it will not leave any traces or clues, so as to avoid being accused by the government.
Therefore, most high-level monks' fights take place on the clouds, except for those who are determined to seek revenge.
The robber was a fourth-grade immortal weapon, a big hook like an eagle's claw.
The fox-faced beauty was wielding a red paper fan. He was obviously fighting fiercely with his opponent, but when he was moving around, it was similar to a fan dance.
The man was extremely beautiful, and he danced with a paper fan, which was indeed a pleasing sight.
The claw hook was wrapped in the power of immortality, and with a brilliant light, it suddenly struck towards the chest of the fox-faced man.
The speed is extremely fast and the strength is extremely strong. With a paper body like a fox face, I'm really worried that he won't be able to bear it.
However, the fox-faced man stepped back calmly, opened the paper fan with a "clatter", and slapped the hook with his backhand, causing the hook to swing half a foot away.
But before Fox Face could breathe a sigh of relief, the masked robber rushed towards his opponent with a few more strides, and with fists as big as sandbags, he rushed towards Fox Face's door.
If this punch hits the fox, his pretty face will be ruined, and the robber will be too merciless.
A hint of evil flashed through the eyes of the fox-faced man, and he swung the fan in his hand and slashed the front end towards the robber's throat.
The robber punched the fox on the face and the tip of his nose.
The fox face slapped the robber in the throat.
Who lives and who dies is a matter of an instant.
An Qingli held his breath.
A wisp of blood drifted away.
The robber covered his neck and covered his nose with a fox face.
After a while, blood splattered from the robber's neck. Fox Face covered his nose and put the robber into a special storage bag.
Xianzhao Pavilion will generally investigate the robbers and the forces behind the robbers to the end and will not tolerate them.
The fox-faced handsome man covered his nose, walked to the fairy sedan in the air, and said in a painful voice: "Are your distinguished guests disturbed?"
An Qingli said calmly: "I'm fine."
Hong Sandan looked pale, shook his legs uncontrollably, and said in a trembling voice: "I...I have no problem either."
The finger joints of the fox-faced handsome man were already full of blood, and he couldn't help but said to An Qingli: "Dear guest, can you be accommodating and allow me to go into the sedan to treat my injuries first? I'm afraid I will be laughed at when I return to Kaiyang Mansion like this."
An Qingli didn't object at all, but he was clearly here to rob someone, and he smashed the other party's front door, which was a bit unjustifiable.
Maybe the robber was not robbing for himself, but for the buyer, so he didn't appreciate the beauty of the other party at all?
However, Hong Sandan kept saying please. After all, this man did his duty and saved them for once.
Xianzhao Pavilion is indeed a large pavilion that can be trusted.
The fox-faced beauty entered the fairy sedan and sat opposite An Qingli and Hong Sandan. She felt a little embarrassed and took off the hand covering her nose.
The whole nose was broken into pieces, the bridge of the nose was collapsed, it was red, broken and horrible.
"ah!"
Hong Sandan shouted and immediately looked away. Realizing that he had lost his composure, he forced himself to turn around again.
"Did you scare your siblings?" The handsome man with the fox face raised the mirror and looked at An Qingli opposite him. His expression was a little sluggish, and the corners of his charming eyes were slightly moist. He lowered his eyes and took out the ointment he brought with him.
"It's okay." An Qingli said calmly. In her opinion, this small injury was nothing to worry about.
Injuries to the skin and flesh are trivial matters, but injuries to the soul and Dantian are major matters.
Hong Sandan pinched his trembling legs again, forcing himself not to be so embarrassed.
A few years ago, he helped Sister An hunt monsters. The older he gets, the less promising he becomes. He should be more on par with Sister An.
Hong Sandan coughed, sat up straight, and forced himself to look directly at the heroic man opposite who had an injured nose.
The fox-faced handsome man felt a little depressed when he saw An Qingli was unmoved.
The woman in front of him was not an ordinary hard-hearted woman. If it had been another woman, she might have fallen into his arms at this moment, and she was so moved that she might have been willing to accept the pain on his behalf.
An Qingli noticed that the fox-like face had glanced at her secretly, with resentment in his eyes.
Grudge?
An Qingli didn't understand again. She didn't owe Fox Face, and besides, the target of the other party's sex was also Fox Face.
The fox-faced man sat opposite An Qingli, holding a plain silk roll in his hand and carefully cleaning the blood on his nose.
An Qingli looked a little disappointed. How could a grown man deal with such an injury in such a long way?
So An Qingli simply closed his eyes and pretended to have his eyes closed.
Little Huzi said to Little Pegasus in the Mustard Seed Space: "Such a man, such a bitch, why are you doing this? Even the best is better than this man. Although the best is strong but soft in appearance, no matter how serious he is injured, he can't do it."
I won’t have tears in my eyes or be shaken to the point of collapse.”
Little Pegasus said: "Some people are just hypocritical and do not distinguish between men and women, such as Mu Sheng, who moans and groans after taking a bath, and Ji Xiaopeng, the shame of the Spiritual Medicine Peak."
Speaking of Mu Sheng and Ji Xiaopeng, several kids started talking about it hotly.
At this time, the handsome man with the fox face covered his nose and screamed in pain.
An Qingli opened his eyes, and Hong Sandan quickly asked what was going on.
"My hand was shaking and I touched a broken bone." The handsome man with the fox face looked at An Qingli with a troubled expression. He hesitantly handed over the bronze mirror in his hand and said sheepishly, "I'd like to bother you, girl, help me lift the mirror."
An Qingli's eyes darkened, and he was tempted to ask Xiao Lingxi, who was in the Earth Immortal Stage, if the man in front of him was a vixen in disguise.
Xiao Lingxi opened her Lingxi eyes and replied: "Probably not. Maybe because of her appearance, she is born with a temperament that loves to flirt around."
"You're so ugly now, and you're still teasing me?" Xiao Huzi snorted, "What new trick is this?"
Xiao Jintan pondered: "Perhaps there is a beauty trick, a bitterness trick, and a hero to save the beauty, just to gain favor?"
Bingfeng said: "It's possible. After all, we are all thousands of years old. It's easy to see through a single routine and feel disgusted."
Little Lingxi exclaimed: "The immortals from the upper world still know how to play."
The smelting fire floated out of the tree house, saying that it didn't care about these things, but it was greedy for the fairy weapons in the upper world.
It's a pity that the owner is not too rich and can't afford a few decent fairy artifacts.
While several people were discussing it heatedly, the other party's bronze mirror had been handed to An Qingli.
An Qingli saw that he couldn't avoid it, so he took it over and then handed the bronze mirror to Hong Sandan, and even exchanged places with Hong Sandan in front of him.