Later, the three groups of people sat in three places, and no one said anything.
After nightfall, three bonfires were lit. After everyone finished eating the food they brought, they returned to their tents to sleep.
Zhang Fan and the others had been tired for a day, so they fell asleep quickly. Since they drank a lot of water at night, Zhang Fan woke up from peeing at twelve o'clock in the evening. He crawled out of the tent, rubbed his eyes, and lazily
He was walking in the direction not far from the woods. Before he had gone far, he had to unbutton his pants and pee.
Zhang Fan had just taken off his pants halfway when he heard a scream coming from his ears.
"ah……"
The screams reached his ears, and Zhang Fan, who was half asleep and half awake while taking off his pants, suddenly woke up, and his eyes instantly turned to the location of the sound source directly in front of him.
Less than three meters away from him, a nun in monk's robes was squatting. Apparently she was also going to the toilet.
Seeing Zhang Fan's eyes turned to her, the nun screamed even louder. She screamed twice in a row, waking up everyone in the tent. Then she quickly left the tent and turned her attention to Zhang Fan and
The nun's position.
At this time, the nun had already pulled up her pants.
I saw the monk with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks walking quickly towards the nun, grabbing the nun's collar, and said in a cold voice: "Why are you making such a fuss? It will be fun for you if you can come out alone to relieve yourself. Don't get any advantage."
Be good! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you!"
Although the voice of the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked monk was not loud, Zhang Fan was very close to the nun, so Zhang Fan heard everything.
Hearing this, Zhang Fan frowned.
The first impression given to the team of three monks is that of brothers and sisters. At first, Zhang Fan thought so too, but after hearing the words of the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked monk, Zhang Fan no longer thought so. The nun seemed to be controlled by this.
Two monks.
Zhang Fan couldn't help but stare at the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked monk and the two of them.
Seeing Zhang Fan staring at him, the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked monk looked at Zhang Fan and said coldly: "What are you looking at? If you look at me again, I'll dig out your eyeballs! Humph!"
"Try digging!" Zhang Fan said tit-for-tat as he looked at the sharp-mouthed monk.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, a look of anger appeared on the face of the sharp-mouthed monkey racer, and a cold light surged in his eyes.
"I think you are looking for death!" Vicious words burst out from the mouth of the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked monk.
After saying that, the monk with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks took a step forward and punched Zhang Fan in the face. There was a trace of golden light flowing on his fist, giving him a full sense of power!
"Shaolin lineage, powerful Vajra fist!" Old man Ouyang said in a low voice while looking at the heavy shadow of the fist.
The burly monk kept looking at Zhang Fan with a scrutinizing gaze from the side. He did not go up to stop the sharp-mouthed monk. He just wanted to see Zhang Fan's strength.
Zhang Fan also saw what the burly monk meant. Since you want to see it, I'll let you see it to your heart's content!
The next moment, a powerful momentum spread out from Zhang Fan's body, causing the leaves under his feet to shatter in an instant, and a hurricane of true energy blew around him.
When he felt the powerful aura emanating from Zhang Fan's body, no matter how
Whether it was the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked monk or the burly monk, there was a look of horror on both of them!
"You are so angry! How old are you now!"
At this time, the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked monk wanted to stop his attack on Zhang Fan, because he knew in his heart that even though he, a fifth-level Qi refining person, used the powerful Vajra fist of the Shaolin lineage, he could only hit Zhang Fan at most.
The power of the sixth stage of aura.
A head-on confrontation between the sixth stage of the Qi Refining Realm and the first stage of the Qi Movement Realm would undoubtedly lead to death!
But, it was too late, Zhang Fan had already gone out, and at an extremely fast speed, he was in front of the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked monk in an instant, and punched the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked monk's fist impartially.
"collapse!"
A thunderous explosion suddenly erupted from the point of impact.
The next moment, the monk with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was instantly thrown away by the powerful force of the shock, and hit a tree heavily.
"puff……"
The monk with his sharp mouth and monkey cheeks fell heavily to the ground and coughed out a mouthful of blood, and screams of pain continued to come from his mouth.
The burly monk's pupils shrank slightly, and it was not difficult to see the anger and coldness contained in them. However, he did not have an attack. Instead, he walked towards the pale-faced monk with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and helped the monk with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.
The nun in monk's robes looked at Zhang Fan with strong gratitude in her eyes. From the way the nun looked at him, Zhang Fan felt that the nun seemed to have something to say to him.
"Xiaoqing, go back to the house!" The burly monk suppressed the anger in his heart and said coldly.
Upon hearing this, Xiaoqing quickly turned away and walked towards their tent.
Looking at the back of the nun named Xiaoqing, Zhang Fan couldn't help but look thoughtful.
Afterwards, everyone returned to their respective tents. Because Zhang Fan kept thinking about the girl named Xiaoqing, he didn't fall asleep for a while.
About ten minutes later, a scream came from outside the tent.
"ah……"
Hearing this voice, Zhang Fan couldn't help but subconsciously sit up.
"Help! Help!"
A clear female voice came into the tent where Zhang Fan was. Xiaoqing was the only woman here, so the voice was naturally made by Xiaoqing.
Zhang Fan stood up and stepped out of the tent. He saw Xiao Qing running towards Zhang Fan's tent.
At this time, Xiao Qing had a large bruise on the left side of his face, and the monk's robe was torn in many places.
"Little sir, save me! Save me!" Xiao Qing looked at Zhang Fan and said with a begging look on his face.
While saying this, Xiaoqing ran towards Zhang Fan.
At this time, the burly monk and the monk with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks also ran out of the tent.
"You stinky bitch, stop here!" The man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks covered his arm and looked at Xiaoqing and said sternly.
At this time, Xiao Qing had already run in front of Zhang Fan, hugged Zhang Fan's arm, and hid behind Zhang Fan.
"Little sir, help me!" Xiao Qing continued.
"What's going on?" Zhang Fan looked at Xiao Qing and asked.
"I'm not a monk or nun, I'm just an ordinary person. I don't know them either. These two people caught me here, saying it would help them enter the ancient tomb." Xiao Qing explained to Zhang Fan.
Hearing Xiao Qing's words, Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows slightly and turned his attention to the two monks opposite.