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Chapter 217 The Bosss Best Friend

Although her consciousness was previously trapped in the sea of ​​consciousness, her five senses still existed, and she was aware of everything happening in the outside world.

Including that part... The monk who rescued Kufeng suddenly experienced a disaster. Under the thunder, in a moment of desperation, Jiang Su decisively chose herself from her and Liu Yunqing, and brought herself back to her courtyard. .

"Susu treats me with sincerity and care, which is far better than our fellow senior brothers. I owe her a debt after all."

Zhang Yunsheng's heart was filled with mixed emotions, and his hands that hung down were clenched and loosened.

The female tyrant is always in tears.

She, Liu Yunqing, Shen Yunyang and others were the first practitioners of this generation to come to Shifang Sect. Naturally, they were seventeen or eighteen years old when they entered Taoism. Two years later, Dong Yiyi brought the door letter from the Dong family in the Southern Territory. Come knocking on the mountain.

For a monk, the time of practice is like a fish that cannot stop spitting bubbles in the water.

The wind, flowers, snow and moon reflected in the eyes are all flowers in the mirror, and the moon in the water is no different from the sword, curtain and lantern.

Only when you have sudden enlightenment and truly find your own path can you wake up from the dream of life.

They have seven emotions and six desires, and they can also say words in the dark alleys of the bamboo forest that are overwhelming but innumerable in the world. They can also whisper poems that make me think about the king's morning and evening while playing the piano and flute.

These children from aristocratic families are not only proficient in chess, calligraphy and painting, at least they have played these since childhood.

Who doesn’t understand some common things in this world?

They seem to have a lot of friendship, but in fact everyone knows in their hearts that they have to have their own way.

Tao is also a person’s Tao.

Zhang Yunsheng seems to be Fu Feng's senior sister and is loved and respected by others, but in fact, except for Liu Yunqing, a well-informed opponent who can make him pay attention, the others are just passers-by.

To her, the former Jiang Su was just the youngest daughter of her uncle's family with a well-known reputation.

Mortal women get married at the age of fifteen, and men at the age of twenty marry and start a family. These brothers and sisters are old enough to be grandparents in the world.

At this time, a little baby suddenly appeared. They had seen it with their own eyes, from crawling to walking, talking and growing teeth. Who would really think of her as a sister.

This is why everyone in the Shifang Sect heard that Jiang Su had reached the rebellious stage, and everyone was tolerant and good. Even a group of people in Jianfeng were excited about it and liked to tease Jiang Su.

Zhang Yunsheng had never thought about the difference between herself and other sect members to Jiang Su. Jiang Su's mother was the fifth elder of Jianfeng. In her impression, Jiang Su should be closer to the sword madmen in Jianfeng.

However, when the thunder was rolling and her life was at stake, she decisively took herself away, leaving Liu Yunqing behind.

In the past few days, when she relaxed herself for a while after practicing, she would always think of this moment, and then she would laugh out loud inadvertently.

"I really want to laugh at Liu Yunqing. Susu will save me but not you, hahahahaha."

Zhang Yunsheng thought about this and cast his gaze on Liu Yunqing's face. He saw that even the gray clothes of this swordsman were washed white. Although his expression was solemn and cold, his eyes were fixed on the top of his head.

Today I wore the hair crown I had when I started, and the colors and accessories were very gorgeous. He looked at me as having money, but he had no money, and he felt uncomfortable.

This idiot.

"Well, okay, let's go now. The other brothers and sisters are not finished yet, so we can have a good place to watch!"

Zhang Yunsheng looked back at Dong Yiyi, and several of them lowered their heads at the same time. From then on, with two swords and a whisk, they headed straight to the left side of the main peak.

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"Hey, Lao Fei, did you find Susu's patient just now? Why do I look at her strangely?"

"You're talking about the female nun in black over Jiang Su? Why did you say that? I just glanced at Su Su's water mirror, and then I kept observing Yu Yunjie and Zhuang Yunhua, but didn't pay attention to her. Please tell me.

.”

Hearing this, the white-robed elder put away the water mirror in his hand, leaned closer to the red-robed elder, and listened carefully.

The red-robed elder touched the beard on his chin, and when the words came to his lips, he asked him to describe... He didn't know how to express the strange feeling in his heart.

"I always feel that she should know the woman in black. I can taste some quarreling and confrontation in the words between her and this person."

"Do you know me? I heard that Susu has been having a bad temper recently. I just saw her with a cold face when I saw her doctor. Has this person ever been to the medical clinic in her town? He has a temper that clashes with Susu's, so he is quite cold.

There is a fight."

The elder in red stopped explaining, thought for a long time, nodded slowly, and responded: "What you said makes sense, it may be the case."

Hearing this, the white-robed elder turned his gaze back to the water mirror in his hand. After a moment, he added: "The land in the Southern Territory has not been peaceful recently. If you are worried, we will arrange for someone to follow this monk and check if there is any

Something strange."

"Okay, then I'll send someone the transmission message right now."

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Shen Yunyang's opponent in the first round of this competition was a monk in the late stage of foundation building. His swordsmanship was as good as his own. He ended the competition early and went to watch the main peak Zuo Jiangsu's competition.

The transmission talisman suddenly appeared in front of him. Shen Yunyang reached out to catch it, and an old voice sounded in his sea of ​​consciousness:

"Yunyang, I see you are watching Jiang Su's game. The female nun in black who was treating her just now has some strange behaviors. Go follow her and see if she is deliberately sneaking into the crowd.

Square Gate, does it have any other purpose?"

As soon as the sound fell, Shen Yunyang raised his sword thoughtfully, his eyes turned cold, and he immediately chased in the direction where the female cultivator in black had left.

When Dong Yiyi came, she happened to meet Shen Yunyang who was walking away from Yu Jian. They were far away from each other without saying hello. She whispered in confusion: "Junior Brother Shen is leaving in the direction of Junior Sister. Is there something wrong with him suddenly?"

Liu Yunqing was used to it, so he reacted lightly and responded: "One of the elders must have something to arrange. Junior Brother Shen is always very fast when running errands."

Adding fire to the sword will not burn oil, it will burn spiritual energy!

Zhang Yunsheng had already seen Jiang Su and said happily: "Su Su is there." After saying this, he accelerated his speed and landed outside the competition venue on the left side of the main peak.

The three of them lowered their magic weapons together. Dong Yiyi first saw the woman in orange who was also sitting aside watching the competition. He felt a little confused: "Why is Song Wan'er here too? Isn't she interested in kendo? Why?

I didn’t go to the martial arts arena to watch the battle, but came here to be a medical practitioner.”

She was already prepared. She stepped forward and took out a bench from her storage bag and sat next to Song Wan'er. Zhang Yunsheng was also prepared and took out a four-foot-long elm wooden couch from her storage bag.

Liu Yunqing: "???"

Isolate me?

Liu Yunqing stood there, looking at the three female cultivators next to him who had their own "seats" ready to see the "cub". He was a little at a loss.

The senior brother of Jianfeng let out a long sigh, finally raised his fingertips to knead the secret, and used his spiritual power to control his Wind Sword to be at the same height as the "seats" of several people, and sat cross-legged on the Wind Sword.

Four people sit in a row.


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