Chapter 189 Fan Tong’s Resentment

“Yes…” Fan Tong stepped back, not daring to speak anymore.

But the fear of several years suddenly exploded in his heart, making him extremely aggrieved and incomparably painful.

When Fan Tong came outside, he saw that the disciples were all busy, as if they were holding some spirit stones and preparing for something around them.

These spirit stones are all blue spirit stones, which caught Fan Tong’s eyes.

“Be careful, there are restrictions on these spirit stones, and they will explode immediately when they are shaken.” A disciple scolded.

The other disciples of the Shuangjuezong did not dare to neglect, moved the box containing the spirit stones to the warehouse, and then left carefully.

“Hmph, since you won’t let me be an elder, then these spirit stones will be regarded as my compensation.” Fan Tong said bitterly, he waited for the guarding disciples to leave, Then came to the warehouse.

Using the superb lockpicking technique, the warehouse was opened without any effort.

He slipped in carefully, but he didn’t see the sign next to the warehouse, with a few words written on it:

“Armment Depot”.

Fan Tong looked inside, and the densely packed alleys were filled with spirit stones, which made Fan Tong almost sluggish in place.

With so many spirit stones, what kind of elder is he?

Anyway, no one else will be an elder for him here.

He originally planned to die of old age in this pair of peerless sects, holding an iron rice bowl, going to the Goulan during the day and practicing exercises diligently at night.

But if there are so many spirit stones, such a life is within reach!

Fan Tong was about to get the spirit stone with his hands, when he suddenly realized a very serious problem.

“If I took these spirit stones away, wouldn’t they find out right away?” Fan Tong thought, “I’m really smart, I can replace these spirit stones with heavy objects. It’s covered with canvas anyway, so I can’t tell what’s inside!”

Just do it!

Fan Tong brought some dried “mud” and replaced most of the spirit stones inside. The remaining spirit stones were only spread on the surface of the box.

In the animal pen of the Shuangjue Sect, a disciple looked at the empty corner with some confusion.

Another disciple said: “Ah Fa, what’s wrong with you?”

“No, where did the shit I piled up here go?”

“Whatever, maybe someone cleaned it up, wouldn’t it be better? We can go drink!”

“Yes, drink!” The disciple put down the shovel, Leaving shoulder to shoulder with someone.

……

Wenxiang Mountain.

Jiang Han rested Zhou Baoer on his arm.

Compared to the unfamiliarity before, the two of them are obviously a lot more proficient.

At this time, the fine sweat on their faces is the best proof.

Zhou Baoer leaned closer to Jiang Han’s neck again: “Jiang Lang…”

The voice was soft and waxy, making people want to stop.

Jiang Han looked at the beauty in his arms, if he wasn’t a little tired, he really wanted to continue loving her.

At this time, Zhou Baoer wanted to refuse and welcome, which is simply wonderful.

Many literati like to use flowers to compare beauties, but how can flowers be as moving as Zhou Baoer?

Maybe some people will say that the most beautiful woman is like a fairy in the painting, but at this time, Zhou Baoer, who can paint her Fengshen with a brush in the world?

Even if it is a fairy in the sky, it is definitely not as gentle as Bao’er is now. Jiang Han stroked Bao’er’s cheek lightly with his fingers, and said, “Huh?”
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“Are we really going to face Chen Xuanji directly?” Bao’er said.

Zhou Baoer nodded, but shook his head quickly, she Said softly: “After all, there is such a big gap in strength now, and…and we…”

“The reason why I did this is because I want to understand one thing.” Jiang Han stretched out his On the left hand, the missing little finger is so obvious in the night.

Feeling distressed, Bao’er grabbed Jiang Han’s hand and put it on her cheek: “What do you want to understand?”

“You Qiansui saved Ye Chen back then That thing that was left between Ye Chen’s brows when he was in bed.” Jiang Han narrowed his eyes.

Zhou Baoer was stunned: “What’s left?”

“You’ll know when the time comes.” Jiang Han scratched Zhou Baoer’s little nose affectionately.

Bo’er pouted in protest.

The two of them lay on the same pillow, and their eyes met at this moment, with all the tenderness and sweetness in their words.

Xu Jiu Baoer opened her mouth, and she said: “If one day, I go with you to the capital to meet your mother, what if she dislikes me…”

“Why? Want to despise you?” Jiang Han hugged her even tighter.

Bo’er didn’t resist either, she listened to Jiang Han’s heartbeat, the two of them were honest with each other at this moment, and there were scattered clothes all around, one can imagine the fierce battle just now How intense.

“You have the blood of the royal family… But I, my parents are ordinary villagers, and I…” Bao’er said, after all, in this era, identity and background, and blood are important factors in determining a person’s status.

But Jiang Han interrupted her, he said: “You, it’s superficial to say that, as the so-called princes and generals, who are born noble? Wasn’t the founding emperor of the Yan Dynasty born in farming?”

“Princes and generals, it’s better to be kind…” Bao’er kept chewing on Jiang Han’s words.

Seeing Bao’er’s constant pondering, Jiang Han’s interest rose again, and he said, “Honey, I have something to discuss with you.”

“Huh?” Bao’er looked at Jiang Han with her beautiful big eyes, and the sweat from just now was still hanging on Chang’s eyelashes.

Jiang Han said: “Have you read the fourth volume of the Spring Girl Opera?”

Bao’er blushed, and she said angrily: “Look, read it… …”

“There’s a shallow bottom called Yuxiang, do you know?” Jiang Han asked again.

Bao’er thought that Jiang Han was going to ask a serious question, but she suddenly said a word that made her extremely shy, and two peach clouds quickly appeared on her cheeks: ” You, what do you want to do?”

“What do you think?” Jiang Han chuckled, and immediately pulled up the quilt next to him, and then hid himself and Bao’er inside.

Bao’er’s charming smile and Jiang Han’s teasing immediately intertwined.

And under the same moon.

The purple-clothed fairy stood on the top of the Vientiane Pagoda, leaning against the moonlight, closing her eyes and contemplating.

Suddenly, a sound of practicing exercises caught her attention.

The purple-clothed fairy was curious, so she looked down and saw Ye Chen practicing kung fu on the middle flat bottom of the three pagodas.

On one side, Xiao Mei and Yue Qingrou are practicing alongside.

Yue softly said: “Ye Lang, is this too forced?”

Ye Chen put his hands together, and the pool of water in the distance began to condense. a sword.

This is a skill of Manyo Yukenshu.

Everything can become a sword!

And Ye Batian can use the vegetation around him to turn into flying swords, killing enemies invisible within a hundred steps.

(End of this chapter)