Queen's Detective

Punch after punch, a world crashed and earth shattered.

I saw that the two people in the arena had reached the ultimate competition of fist to flesh, fierce, violent, and tyrannical, the flying red cassock collided with the blue master's brocade robe, it was like a gluttonous feast, which made people dizzy .

Fang Tianxiong's internal energy is strong, like the sound of a bell, with a long aura.Easily not exhausted, like surfing waves, each wave is higher than each other.

Shi Wuxin's exercises are unparalleled in dominance, without any detours, gentle, straight moves, for the indestructibility of the diamond.

The two came and went, the sound of fists hitting the flesh was endless, Jiang Qingyan squinted her eyes, and could even see the water splashing on the wheat-colored skin, her eyes were burning hot.

This stinky monk went out to experience some experience, but he is a little tighter than before.

Qiu Xuzi had already retreated to the sidelines, sat down on the seat vacated for him, nodded friendly to Master Xuankong, then picked up the teacup next to him, and took a leisurely sip of tea.

It was another punch to bang, and the two each took a few steps back.Shi Wuxin wiped off a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, still smiling happily, "Not bad, not bad, it's been a long time since I've played so heartily, come again!"

Again? !Fang Tianxiong was also beaten out of his true blood, and this happened again and again, is it really easy to pinch him as a clay figurine!Seizing the timing, he punched Shi Wuxin fiercely in the chest, then turned around and kicked, venting all the anger in his body.

"Bang!" Shi Wuxin bumped into the stone statue on the sidelines, making a loud noise.

"Uncle Monk!" Nanzhu exclaimed, and hurried to run over, but was held back by Qiu Xuzi.Nanzhu was in a hurry, turned to look at him, "Master..."

Qiu Xuzi shook his head, "Keep watching."

Nanzhu looked back in a hurry, and saw a figure standing up slowly in the smoke and dust. The smoke, dust and earth and stones fell from the fiery red cassock in a rustling manner, with blood on his arms and the corners of his mouth. It was very embarrassing.

but.

Those eyes were black and shining, like dazzling stars, and the haughty voice shattered his chest, "Hahaha good fight! The feeling of the ninth weight is really different from that of the eighth weight. I really want to thank you poor monk." You. Such a good opponent is usually hard to find."

Shi Wuxin moved his neck and snapped his wrists, the joints all over his body squeaked, making his scalp numb.Hearing what he said, he turned out that during the beating process just now, he directly rushed King Kong from the eighth level to the ninth level!That Fang Tianxiong was shooting himself in the foot!

"You!" Fang Tianxiong's face turned blue and red, the eighth level Vajra Immortality is extremely domineering, the ninth level... that is a state that no one in Shaolin Temple has reached for many years!

"Come on! Why don't you dare to come?" Shi Wuxin looked at Fang Tianxiong, in order to give Fang Tianxiong courage, he opened his hands as if he was defenseless, "Come on, the poor monk is here, don't come or go, Fang Tianxiong Is the master afraid?"

"Fang is upright, so why not be afraid!" Fang Tianxiong attacked, but to everyone's surprise, Shi Wuxin didn't dodge or dodge, and punched him forcefully.

Is this man crazy?

No, a drop of cold sweat fell on Fang Tianxiong's forehead, and he hurriedly retreated, but it was too late.Shi Wuxin just wanted to verify the effect of the Ninefold Small Consummation. As for the result...of course he is very satisfied.

As he stepped forward, his foot was as heavy as a thousand weights.With maddened eyes, he completely ignored Fang Tianxiong's attack and threw out the whip. Fang Tianxiong only felt that his fist had hit the hard stone wall, and the whip was swung like a heavy iron rod, hitting his chest. Chest and abdomen, wanting to kill him on the spot!

Everyone couldn't help but let out an exclamation, but just after this exclamation, another exclamation sounded.

Shi Wuxin is simply crazy!The movement of swinging the fist was so fast that the afterimage was drawn out, and every time he punched, there was a dull sound of hitting, and everyone who heard it felt pain.Fang Tianxiong tried his best to defend, but still couldn't avoid the fate of breaking the sack.

"Bang!" Fang Tianxiong was punched, and hit the stone statue on the sidelines heavily, in the same way, in the same position, but he was not as perverted and calm as Shi Wuxin.

"Cough, cough..." Fang Tianxiong coughed uncomfortably, feeling that several ribs on his back were broken, and the smoke and dust choked into his lungs, making it even more uncomfortable.

"Amitabha." The instigator twisted the prayer beads and held his palms forward. When he was not hitting anyone, he was more kind-hearted than anyone else.

Shi Wuxin didn't seem to plan to fight anymore, Fang Tianxiong stood up holding his chest, his expression was unpredictable, but it was impossible to guess his thoughts.

There was silence in the field, and for a moment, Fang Tianxiong said: "Master is good at martial arts."

"My Buddha is merciful, and the benefactor has accepted it." Shi Wuxin lowered his eyes and nodded to him, his appearance in cassock really looked like an eminent monk.

Then he turned around and left, ran to Qiu Xuzi's side, sat down on the armrest of his chair, picked up the tea cup and drank it, showing his true colors, "The poor monk is exhausted to death."

"That's the teacup of the poor." Qiu Xuzi gave him a sideways look.

Shi Wuxin licked his lips, "I said, why does it smell like looking at Yuling Spring in the Spring Pavilion."

"Hey..." Grandmaster Xuankong suddenly sighed, looked at Shi Wuxin, and then looked at Fang Tianxiong apologetically, "Sect Master Fang, please don't be offended, this little disciple is stubborn, it's because I didn't discipline him well."

Fang Tianxiong waved his hand, "Master Xuankong doesn't need to be polite, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. It's Fang who has delayed his practice because of important events in the sect. It's a joke for everyone."

Fang Tianxiong's words were full of grace, Qiu Xuzi looked up, and the dark clouds just now were now sunny. Fang Tianxiong is really not an easy person.

As soon as this remark came out, the fans of the Tianhua faction were of course busy speaking well for him, but Fang Tianxiong waved his hand and said, "Just now, I had a fight with the three of you, and let Fang know that he still has a lot of shortcomings. Thank you all Great love, it's just that the position of martial arts leader should be given to someone else."

The bystanders suddenly became anxious, "Sect Leader Fang, this can't be done!" "Yes, Sect Leader Fang! Is there anyone more suitable than you?"

……

A good move is to retreat.

Shi Wuxin glanced at the Taoist priest, put the teacup in his hand on the table, and made a crisp sound, not loud, but everyone could hear it clearly.

Then Qiu Xuzi's voice sounded, "Everyone, I've been beaten, can I hear a few more words from Pindao?"

Jiang Qingyan smiled, "Please tell me, Taoist priest, we are all ears." "When I choose a martial arts leader in the Central Plains martial arts, I always choose one who is passable in all aspects. Fang's master's martial arts has passed the test, and as the head of a faction, his ability has also passed the test." Well, I didn't want to take on this important task at Chunting Temple originally, so I wouldn't say much, but today, Pindao came, and I had to ask Master Fang about one thing. Let me ask you, what happened to the Xia Tan Yan Sanbai? Why hasn't an explanation been given so far?" Qiu Xuzi looked at Fang Tianxiong with cold eyes.

The comer was not kind, and he finally clarified his purpose step by step.

Fang Tianxiong had already figured out a countermeasure in his heart, neither humble nor overbearing, advancing and retreating swiftly, "Although I didn't see Yan Sanbai with my own eyes, many martial arts comrades saw it, and it was Fang Tianxiong's son, senior Qiu Xuzi who died, and I didn't I haven't asked Yan Sanbai for an explanation, what explanation do you want me to give?"

Fang Tianxiong's heart was full of grief and resentment, his son died, but he didn't have the time to avenge him, because he had to worry about the entire Central Plains martial arts here.Now someone wants him to give an explanation, how not to make people feel sad, how not to make people feel sad and indignant.

Suddenly, many people sympathized with Fang Tianxiong, but Qiu Xuzi's eyes were cold, he ignored it completely, stood up, and said, "You said someone saw it, who is it? Did any of you present see Yan San with his own eyes?" Bai killed the Second Young Master Fang, please stand up, the poor man wants to see if it is the poor man's blindness, or your heart blindness!"

Qiu Xuzi's words were resounding, Shi Wuxin put one foot on the chair, threw the teacup from his left hand to his right, with playful eyes.

At the same time, on the vast prairie, the journey is still going on.

When Li Yan arrived on the grassland, he did as the Romans did. He led his troops to the barbarian's territory and robbed a carriage, and went back to honor Yan Sanbai.These days, the words 'Luoyang King Li Yan' are really hateful to the people on the grassland.

The prairie barbarians plundered the Great Zhou for more than ten years, and they were able to come and go without a trace. He was a character who could wantonly laugh at the cowards of the Great Zhou on horseback.But since the King of Luoyang came, they had no peace.

Because they found out that the real bandit was here.

Li Yan never liked large-scale plain battles, his tactics were as unpredictable and full of gangsters as his people.

When he left the camp, he was full of heroism, and dared to attack Huanglong thousands of miles away with a spear in his hand.

The fight was smooth in one breath, and the enemy was dizzy. After regrouping, look back, where is the person? !

The people have already dispersed, and there are many surprise attacks. You only need to pay attention to this side but not the other side. How can you tell whether Li Yan is still on the battlefield.

Now that Li Yan has returned with his men, he has no worries and is more comfortable fighting.

Yan Sanbai sat in the carriage and was well protected. Of course, it was a pity that he couldn't appreciate Li Yan's heroic demeanor.He often looked at the blue sky and green grass outside through the car window, watched Su Ran and Yin Ting talking, and watched Lu Shuangxing cut and barbecue meat with agility.

Su Ran once asked him curiously: Why weren't you a little bit surprised when you saw us?

Yan Sanbai smiled, but didn't speak.surprised?No, although it's embarrassing to boast about being smart, how could he not care about so many suspicious clues in the past.

Why did Langhuan Pavilion keep inquiring about Luosha?Why did Su Ran know the news that Yan Sanbai and Li Yan were together so quickly?All kinds of things are actually not difficult to guess about Li Yan.

How could it be possible for a prince as outstanding as Li Yan to have no influence at all.That Amon is not an ordinary person, and Lone Ding, who seems to be a skilled follower of the palace, can continue to lead the army to kill the enemy after the commander leaves the battle. His accomplishments are no longer comparable to ordinary generals.

If Yan Sanbai could guess this, would Li Yan not be able to guess his secret?He may be waiting, waiting for himself to tell him.

Maybe it's time to confess.

It was an ordinary but not ordinary afternoon. Marching and fighting made the difference between night and day less obvious. When Li Yan came back, he took off his blood-stained armor as before, washed his face with a handful of water, and then opened the armor. From the door curtain of the carriage, one could see Yan Sanbai who was wrapped in a furry fox fur cloak.

Striding in, lowering the curtain, Li Yan always likes to pull people into his arms, rub his head against his neck, and enjoy a moment of peace.Because no one was watching, Yan Sanbai always let him go, the two snuggled up in the small carriage, it really felt like wandering around the world as a matchmaker.

But today, Yan Sanbai gently pushed him, "Help me up."

Li Yan carefully supported him, "What's the matter? Is there anything uncomfortable today?"

Yan Sanbai shook his head, sat up straight, secretly took a deep breath, let it out, and calmed down, "Take off my clothes for me."

Li Yan's red phoenix eyes suddenly turned into peach blossom eyes, and he hugged him from behind, "Are you sure?"

Yan Sanbai knew where he was going when he heard his words, but he was still seriously injured, and he couldn't take off his clothes, so let him do it for him, "Can you help?" Show your shoulders." "Zhuangyuan Lang, aren't you molesting me?"

Yan Sanbai closed his eyes, and Li Yan's cool fingertips touched his warm skin, making him tremble involuntarily, "There is a bottle of medicine in the box next to it, apply it about an inch below my left shoulder."

Hearing this positioning, Li Yan's hand couldn't help but pause.He guessed what Yan Sanbai wanted to do, he had mixed feelings in his heart, but there was tenderness in his eyes.

He looked at Yan Sanbai's snow-white shoulders, but there was no lust in his eyes. He should be excited, but the fingertips applying the potion were slow and firm, pious, as if performing a certain ceremony.

A black lotus slowly emerged between the fair skin and bloomed on his cool fingertips.

Yan Sanbai didn't look back, he still closed his eyes, probably because he was nervous, because he cared too much, so his voice became much softer, "Did you...see it?"