[Sword III] Collection System

So just like this, an innocent victim appeared. He didn't resist or even had no chance to resist, so he was stripped of his cassock and put into a sack by the gangster Tang Hua duo.

"Guawazi is on the right track, it's rare that among the people from the Central Plains with fish lips, you are so knowledgeable about current affairs." Brother Pao, Tang Wule, praised with satisfaction as he dusted off the ashes on the monk's robe.

"So, what should we do next?" Fang Xi asked curiously.

"You are an outsider asking so much, why do you use money to do things, and you don't need to worry about anything else?" Tang Wule beat Trump, who he was used to, and waved his cassock to look like an eminent monk.

Fang Qi flipped through the collection, Tang Wule's entry was still blank, but since he can bear the seniority of "Wu", it means that he has a certain status in Tangmen, this is what Master Sao Pao said, believable Very high...probably.

Speaking of...

"Is there anyone named Tang Wuli in your Tang Sect?" Fang Xi asked as he followed Tang Wule into the Nine Streams and Eighteen Streams.

"Hmm~ Where did you hear this name?" Tang Wule narrowed his eyes and looked at him dangerously, as if he was extremely sensitive to this name.

"He found out when he peeped at my senior sister and senior sister Gu when they were taking a bath." Fang Xi shook off the dark history of Master Cheap without hesitation.

"Ha, it really is his style, lustful, rude, greedy and unrestrained, but I just admire him, my lord." Tang Wule's murderous aura instantly disappeared, and he slapped his thigh and smiled without image.

Fang Xi was silent, is this a compliment or a detriment to that product?

"Do you really want to know about him?" Tang Wule laughed enough, straightened his waist and looked at him ambiguously: "You look good too, so you won't let him do the same, that kid is not a man and a woman. bogey"

What?

Fang Xi hadn't digested the amount of information contained in his words for a while.

"Forget about getting acquainted for the sake of our friendship, I might as well tell you something about that guy Tang Wuli." At the end Tang Wule added sarcastically: "Anyway, if I tell you, you won't be able to beat him." pretty damn"

Fang Qi: "..."

Perhaps it was rare to find someone to confide in, Tang Wule began to talk in that layer of bald donkey skin, telling all the embarrassing things about someone from small to big, making people wonder if Tang Wule is with That guy also has a personal grudge.

"Tang Wuli is not from Tangjiabao, and he doesn't even have a blood relationship with the Tang family. His name was given by his great-grandmother after he was 12 years old and tried alone in the secret room of Tangmen. His original name was not Tang Wuli, it seems to be Sa...Anyway, he's a rather tongue-in-cheek Western domain name, thin and lame, even I didn't expect him to have that ability, hehe, he was no different from a dead dog when he came out of the secret room, thanks to my excellent medical skills I immediately dragged him back from the gate of hell, but I didn't want him to cut off his lame leg as soon as he woke up. I saw that Hou Huo was so fucking cruel. At that time, I thought this kid was kind of blah blah blah... "

Fang Xi wanted to doze off when he heard it. He was just curious about the identity of the cheap master. Who knew that Tang Wule couldn't stop talking when he opened his mouth, and he talked for half an hour. Noble and glamorous only talk about DPS, what's the matter with the attributes of this chatter?

"...But this kid was unlucky, and he was noticed by the castle owner. He thought he had something to do with the previous castle owner. If he made a mistake, he would be dragged into the execution room for torture. Fortunately, this kid ran away early, otherwise he would end up. It's no different from his master Tang Xingyi who was sent to the court as an undercover agent, hey, son of a bitch, are you listening!"

Fang Xi nodded perfunctorily to show that he was listening.

"Be generous, just listen. Let me tell you that I didn't play friends with that kid Tang Wuli back then, and that brat Houhuo insisted on comparing my kung fu with me. I... will suffer, someone will come!" Get up and go!"

Tang Wule helped his wrinkled old face, turned his back and knocked on the wooden fish in front of the Buddha statue, it really seemed like this, Fang Xi naturally couldn't blatantly stand with the false master, so he went to find Gen Liang sat on the side and waited.

I saw a golden little Jiluo bouncing around outside, carrying an epee that didn't fit her figure on her slender body, and flicked her two high ponytails by her ears, It's cute, but when he saw the face under the hair curtain, Fang Xi went crazy, and he retracted his previous evaluation.

"Ge Laozi is barren and ugly" He just heard Tang Wule swear at the end.

"Master Zen, the fifth young master of the Ye family came to ask me to ask you for a prescription." Xiao Jiluo read with a frightening and weeping face.

"Fifth Young Master Ye is back? No wonder it's so lively here..." Tang Wule is worthy of being a disciple of Broken Leg Castle who has experienced great storms. Faced with such an ugly Ji Luo, he still responded kindly without changing his expression. For Yan Kong, having a conversation with her is a torment like hell.

Tang Wule sent Xiao Jiluo away after meaningfully instructing Xiao Jiluo to pick a few herbs.

"Qingming grass, tiger bone, tortoise blood... are these new poisons developed by Tangmen?" Fang Xi hesitated after searching the medical books he had read.

"Hey, I guessed well, both medicines have the effect of strengthening the body, but if you drink them together..." Tang Wule had a proud face of success:

"Ye Fan's little boy is dead this time, tell you to abduct my sister"

"..." Well, a dead sister.

Fang Qi turned down the beam, and made a gesture to walk in the direction where Jiluo left.

"What are you doing, don't tell me that you are with Cangjian Ye's family?" Tang Wule's tone behind him was not kind.

"I won't do unnecessary things," Fang Xi said back.

Ye Shenfan has nothing to do with him, his life is very hard, after the Anshi Rebellion, he lived well without losing a feather. In the future, many CPs in Jisan will still say "you love me, I don't love you, I love you, you love that him/her again, how to love each other in different camps, meeting again is a passerby' and other various entanglements, the fifth young master of the Ye family not only broke through the curse planned by the fff group, but also gave birth to his own wife Two little yellow chickens.

Fang Qi felt that even if he died one day, the fifth young master of the Ye family would still be able to coquettishly run all the way on the Kangzhuang Continent, the winner of the forest, and despise all the lucky single dogs and the poor from the beginning to the end.

So of course he didn't go out to see Ye Shenfan, he just noticed a strange sense of sight on that little Jiluo.

It's not easy for an ugly one to be so distinctive, if not unexpected, it should be that kind of guy.

Among his many single relatives and friends, a certain pair should be a rare species, one is a Shaolin bald donkey named "Raging Flame Indian Monk", and the other is a Tang Sect pao sister named "Heavenly Visitors". It will automatically sound that Li Ronghao is not a good match, but when you look at their faces, you can't help but admire, "The two are really a couple!" '

In fact, it's nothing, but the faces of the two of them are so ugly, so ugly that the hatred of the 25-player boss only goes back and forth between the two of them, because they like Zhuang Hua's relationship. Sword trumpet, without exception, the faces are so ugly that you can't look at them. It's probably because God is blind. The two who have lowered the average value of the basic three-face value actually see each other. However, in the new version, they didn't say goodbye. He died of love without saying a word, and he didn't know why.

Leaving this aside, he followed Xiao Jiluo all the way to the place where Ye Fan and his wife were resting. Before he walked in, he saw Ye Fan vomiting blood and his face turned green. Tang Xiaowan was at a loss.

"Okay, I'll ask Zen Master again." Xiao Jiluo flipped through the mission guide, swung the epee and flew towards Yunshui Temple again.

Seeing this, Fang Xi quickly gave her a hold from the air, and Xiao Jiluo, who was concentrating on the task and neglecting to guard against it, landed on the ground with a slap on the face.

"Hey, who's in the hall, tell me your name!" Jiluo turned around and took a few steps back as a guard.

Fang Xi lowered his voice and said:

“West Lake View”

"It's March!" Xiao Jiluo immediately said.

"After a hundred years of cultivation, we can cross on the same boat," Fang Qi said again.

"Thousands of years have been cultivated to sleep together!" Jiluo's eyes lit up.

"Officer~" Fang Xi opened his arms.

"Miss~!" Jiluo threw away the epee, stepped on her short legs, and ran towards him calling affectionately all the way.

I have to say that the holographic visual effect of an ugly guy with a bloody mouth and eyes as big as a copper bell running towards you is too shocking, so Fang Xi regretted it the second Ji Luo ran over.

He turned sideways, and the enthusiastic Jiluo threw himself straight into the grass behind him.

Ami tofu... He really didn't mean to.

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