Legend of Meow Immortal

"Look for someone to substitute?" Ruan Qingtian hesitated for a moment, she turned around and waved to her disciples, all the disciples of the Baqiao Jingjin Building immediately retreated consciously, leaving them far away.

Tang Tang, Monk Zimo, Ruan Qingtian, Masked Witch, and Yang Fan were left on the field.

"Is it her?" Ruan Qingtian pointed to the masked witch until she was sure that the disciples could not hear her.

For some unknown reason, the masked witch suddenly puffed out her chest.

Tang Tang could see it clearly, and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, good guy, there are people who are willing to dedicate their lives, and she is a demon saint, obediently, the charm of this disgusting face is big enough.

Yang Fan turned his head and glanced at the Masked Witch. That look was indifferent and heartless, as if seeing a rockery and gravel, without fluctuation, "No... the thing I want is pure yang, and women are not suitable for touching it." He stretched out his hand and nodded at Tang Tang, "This little monk is quite sympathetic to me."

Tang Tang "..."

I don't even know what to say, meow!

The disgusted face has dug a hole, just wait here for my cat! !

Fuck your pure yang thing, do you think I will believe you when you talk nonsense?

But looking at Yang Fan's slightly serious expression, Ruan Qingtian was quite moved. The little monk beside her was only a second-rate skill, and she couldn't reach a first-rate edge, but the masked witch was a real innate talent!

If Tang Tang knew what Ruan Qingtian was thinking, he would really know how to hehe Ruan Qingtian's face, innate?Even if it's not a cat body, he can slap him to death, right?

"Will she listen to you?" Ruan Qingtian asked, looking at the masked witch who was standing motionless beside her.

Yang Fan responded, "Naturally, if she wants to survive, she has to listen."

Ruan Qingtian's eyes narrowed, Yang Fan's words were not only an answer to her, but also a blatant threat. The witches in Mokeya dared to move, and they didn't care about the solid backing behind the witches... Then change it to Baqiao Jingjinlou , he was afraid of moving without any psychological burden. This person is simply unscrupulous in doing things, but he doesn't know what the reason is.

Tang Tang didn't know what to do to make a good expression at this time, and he really felt a little dumbfounded.

But at this moment, monk Zimo suddenly took a step forward and stood in front of Tang Tang. Tang Tang just wanted to speak, but when he saw what monk Zimo did, he swallowed the words again.

"Monk Silent... What do you mean?" Ruan Qingtian looked at Monk Zimo and said indifferently.

Monk Zimo didn't speak, his closed phrase was broken. It's not that he couldn't speak, but he didn't know what to say at this moment, so he could only remain silent.

He is not even innate, but he has to face the master of the earth, what else can he say?Use words to change the mind of Master Disha?It's just bullshit in bullshit.

"He probably worried that this matter would be bad for the little monk. Anyway, he was also sent by Shaolin to watch over the little monk." Yang Fan said lightly, many things can be done without trouble. Although he is not afraid, he is really To pull out the radish and bring out the mud, Shaolin is not easy to mess with.

"Would you? Anyway, this little monk followed me out of the Baqiao Jingjin Building. If something happens, you're fine, but I can't escape." Ruan Qingtian frowned.

Why did Shaolin rest assured that Tang Tang followed Ruan Qingtian? It was not because the monk could not escape the temple if he could run away. Ruan Qingtian might be able to hide, but Baqiao Jingjinlou could not escape.

"No, he is my nephew, how could I harm him." Yang Fan suddenly smiled, this smile is not the kind of alienated smile, but a sincere and happy smile, so that when he said this sentence , It really makes people feel sincere.

When he said this, not only Tang Tang was stunned, but everyone was stunned.

Monk Zimo recited the Buddha's name silently, then turned to look at Tang Tang with strange eyes.

Tang Tang was furious in his heart, angry and annoyed, but he was so suffocated that he couldn't express it at all.

But the next moment he heard a hoarse male voice say, "If he is your nephew...then why did he join my Shaolin?"

After all, Zimo, who kept his mouth shut, couldn't hold back and asked.

"It's actually very simple, it's for Shaolin's Arhat Fist." Yang Fan said seriously.

"Arhat boxing?" Zimo was stunned, what kind of ghostly answer is this?

Instead, Ruan Qingtian touched his chin, "...Subduing Dragon and Subduing Tiger Arhat Fist?" After pondering for a while, he said.

Tangtang's heart was in chaos, what the hell is the Arhat Fist?

But in the next moment, I couldn't help but feel a twitch in my heart. When Tang Tang replaced the shell, the Arhat Fist that came into my memory was really the Arhat Fist?

In other words, he really didn't read the original version of Arhat Boxing.

If it's really not an ordinary Arhat boxing, then why did Yang Fan do it again?Is this a reward for replacing the monk's shell? ...or... the price?

As if he didn't see Tang Tang's hesitant expression, Yang Fan stretched out his hand and hooked his fingers at him, "You still don't call him uncle?"

Uncle, you big-headed ghost! !Tang Tang almost yelled out with a meow, but at any rate he was calm enough to hold it back abruptly, gritted his teeth and muttered, "Crisp/crisp..."

There is no way, it seems that this is the most correct way to leave Shaolin smoothly, and Tang Tang can't do it if he doesn't want to shout.

When Tang Tang shouted out, Monk Zimo was completely messed up. He first looked at Yang Fan and then turned his head to look at Tang Tang. With a cruel heart, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Tang Tang.

With this grasp, like a dragon absorbing water, the surrounding air was stirred up and vortexed.

Tang Tang's expression remained unchanged, and with a slight movement of the cat's body in his body, he raised his foot and took a step forward.

With a light step, he easily dodged the blow of the monk Zimo, and the whole person disappeared in place.

Although the civet cat's nine steps are a bit ineffective when used on a human body, it is still a miraculous gait.

Glaring at Yang Fan viciously, Tang Tang turned his head to look at Monk Zimo, and said in silence for a while, "Senior brother, don't panic, just go back to Shaolin and tell me straight. I have never done any serious evil in Shaolin, brother. There is even a handbook left... it can be regarded as returning to Shaolin."

Letters?Monk Zimo frowned, looked up at Yangfan, he was afraid and did not move forward.

"If that notebook is useful enough, please brother tell my teacher, take good care of me as an apprentice of a handyman monk." Tang Tang sighed and said with a little unbearable in his heart.

【apprentice?But the surname is Ji? 】Yang Fan raised his eyebrows, and asked Tang Tang through sound transmission.

Tang Tang didn't even turn his head, and didn't want to pay attention to him at all.

This kind of arrogant little appearance is a bit similar to that cat... Yang Fan couldn't help but find it funny, this was probably a default.

"Little master Zimo, you can see clearly. This is not the fault of my Baqiao Jingjin Tower, but this little monk has his own problems." Ruan Qingtian clapped his hands and said with a half-smile.

This matter changed so fast that even she was a little overwhelmed, but it had nothing to do with her Baqiao Jingjin Building, it was all about watching a show.

When monk Zimo came out this time, he not only broke the silent meditation, but also changed the identities of the people who wanted to follow. Hearing Ruan Qingtian's words at this time, even if he recited the Buddha's name again to suppress his anger, he couldn't help but chant the Buddha's name in a low voice .

Yang Fan took out something from his bosom, and the masked witch who had been watching from the side couldn't help shaking.

It was a not-so-surprising crystal, with a hint of red floating in it.

He threw the crystal to Ruan Qingtian, "She will listen to you. After the matter is finished, you can just give her this crystal. Behind her is Moke Cliff. I think you know what to do."

Ruan Qingtian caught the crystal and looked down into it. Master Disha's sensing power was maximized, but he could only vaguely feel the existence of something similar to evil spirit.

Is the evil spirit in this crystal?Can you control that masked witch?

Ruan Qingtian didn't think too much about it. As a master of Earth Sha, she has encountered a few such strange things.

Anyway, as soon as the matter is over, this thing will be returned to the Masked Witch directly. What Ruan Qingtian wants is nothing more than the method of casting weapons in the Sword Tomb. As for the inheritance, it doesn’t matter if it’s an addition or not. I really want to offend Mo Ke for this. Ya is too worthless.

Mokeya is not Shaolin, but it is not so easy to talk about.

After taking the things, Ruan Qingtian glanced at the masked witch, turned around and left.

Monk Zimo hesitated for a while, finally sighed, and started to leave. He didn't go into Misty Valley, but walked outside. Judging from his appearance, he probably went directly back to Shaolin.

"You're really cruel." The masked witch suddenly said when no one else was there except Tang Tang and Yang Fan.

The sound is like a bell, and it is far and near, giving people a sense of inhumanity while being pleasant to the ear.

Yang Fan sneered, "You have been by my side for more than a year, from a beginner to a congenital master, why don't you talk about the benefits you have gained?"

"I used you, but so what, I don't like to owe others, but I don't like others to owe me even more."

When he said this, he didn't even look at the witch, but said it to Tang Tang.

Tang Tang couldn't understand that Yang Fan was talking to him.

Without discussing with Tang Tang, he directly threw Tang Tang to Shaolin, acting like a little monk, which is a debt!And the Arhat Fist that seems to be the Arhat Fist... is part of the compensation.

To this day, helping him escape from Shaolin, he has not owed him anything, that's all.

"Who are you looking at? Is it possible that I am not as good-looking as a monk? Are you a man?" The masked witch was furious, and she tore off her veil and even her black wig, revealing her exotic beauty face.

Tang Tang couldn't help being taken aback when he looked at it. The platinum hair and green eyes looked really special. With his aesthetics that gradually deviated after turning into a cat, he really didn't think this woman was so stunning.

The hair is not bright enough, the body is not strong enough, the eyeballs are not round enough... Poor review!

"Oh? You mean you don't want to leave?" Yang Fan was not angry and said something slowly.

As soon as this sentence came out, the masked witch couldn't help but look a little bit, and immediately turned her head and left, as if she had seen a ghost.