At this moment, Ye Fan was wearing a cyan round-neck cardigan Tang shirt, a pair of loose leggings, a pair of cloth shoes on his feet, a traveling monk cloth bag on his shoulder, and a string of sandalwood Buddha beads on his wrist. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He, this image really looks like a person who believes in Buddhism and cultivates, and his face is dressed up with kind eyebrows on the tulip husband, which makes this thing look like a half-hung Taoist Buddha.

Ye Fan stepped into the gate of the Taoist temple, glanced at it, grabbed a Taoist priest, and said softly that he wanted to donate sesame oil money, and at the same time, he wanted to see the master.

There is sesame oil money to open the way, and the effect is leveraged.

The Taoist priest immediately ran to the backyard to report, and after a while, he trotted back and led Ye Fan to the side hall in the backyard.

"Fellow Daoist, please wait a while, the Lord Guan has something on his hands now, and he will come over when he is done. ”

The Taoist priest made Ye Fan a cup of simple tea, said hello, and left.

Ye Fanjing waited for more than ten minutes, and finally saw the two of them walk into the house.

The person walking behind recognized it at a glance, it was Murong Chuan.

This scum originally looked like a talent, but now he is wearing a green shirt and a round Taoist hat, which makes him even more jade-wooded.

Ye Fan glanced at Murong Chuan slightly, and his gaze fell on the female Daoist aunt who was walking in front.

What a beautiful Taoist aunt!

Goose egg face, willow eyebrows, beautiful nose and thin lips, and extraordinary temperament!

Could it be that she is the Lord of the Gods, that is, the master of Murong worship, Mingyue Jushi?

It can't be, he looks like he's only twenty-eight or nine......

Ye Fan was a little stunned, and for a while he wondered whether this female Taoist aunt was the master.

If yes, it's really going to drop your jaw......

After the other party approached, he bowed his hand: "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, poor Dao Mingyue, let Daoist friends wait for a long time, sin!"

“……”

It's really the moon of the Lord......

Ye Fan looked at her in disbelief, shocked by how the other party was so young!?

According to the information that Ye Fan understands now, the Lord Mingyue is at least in her fifties, but she in front of her really looks like a young woman of twenty-eight or nine years old.

What is the situation? Could it be that she has practiced the art of rejuvenation?

It's incredible!

Ye Fan swallowed his saliva quietly, and replied with a suffocating voice: "The Lord of the Audience is serious, I take the liberty of disturbing the Lord of the Observation Cultivation, and I hope the Lord of the Audience will forgive me!"

After the simple opening remarks, the two sat down, and Murong Chuan stood obediently behind Mingyue Jushi.

Immediately, Ye Fan expressed his intention of "wanting to donate a sesame oil money and ask for peace for his family".

After speaking, he took out a stack of money from the cloth bag he was wearing, about four or five thousand yuan.

"Daoyou has a heart!"

The Bright Moon Lord motioned to Murong Chuan behind him to take the money.

Ye Fan, who was quietly observing Mingyue's expression, felt that the other party didn't seem to be interested in the money he had donated.

, isn't it too little?

You can eat a lot of lamb skewers......

You can take the bus for two or three years......

If it weren't for the purpose in his heart, Ye Fan would not have given them thousands of yuan in vain.

Subsequently, Ye Fan, like a long-winded old aunt, always asked the Lord of Mingyue for some idle questions.

Mingyue first answered Ye Fan politely, but after more than a dozen questions, she was obviously impatient.

She seized a gap and got up and said, "Fellow Daoist, I still have some things to do over there, so I have to stay with me for a while." ”

Immediately, she instructed Murong behind her to preach: "Murong, you can chat with Daoist friends for a while." ”

"Yes, master. ”

That's it, the goal is achieved!

Ye Fan was waiting for this kind of opportunity.

After the Lord of Mingyue left, Ye Fan patiently chatted with Murong Chuan, and when he felt that the time was ripe, cough cough, this goods first took back the stack of money that Murong Chuan had put on the table and put it in the cloth bag.

Murong Chuan was dumbfounded, puzzled: "You... You're ......."

"Don't worry, Murong Chuan, after you die, someone will burn paper money for you. Ye Fan regained his voice.

Murong Chuan immediately jumped out of the chair like a rabbit and tried to run towards the door, but Ye Fan had already stopped the door first.

"You... You... You are Ye Fan. Murong Chuan's face was full of shock, and he hid behind the chair in horror.

"Congratulations, you got it right, and I wish you a smooth journey. ”

Ye Fan's wrist flipped over, and the dagger hidden in his sleeve arrived in his hand.

Then, his figure flashed and pounced on Murong Chuan.

According to Ye Fan's estimate, as long as he took a face, he could send Murong to hell.

However, Murong Chuan's right hand suddenly raised, and two lines of dark shadows immediately shot out from the cuffs of his loose robe.

!

Hidden Arrows!

Ye Fan was unexpected, and changed direction rapidly in a hurry, and he was able to avoid two hidden arrows.

Immediately, two more Hidden Arrows followed.

Nima's!

Ye Fan had to kick and dodge to the other side.

And Murong Chuan took advantage of this gap and slammed into the wooden window.

With a "bang", he escaped through the window.

"Help, murder, master, help!"

Murong Chuan fled with his life as he tore out his throat and screamed.

It's not fun now!

Ye Fan scolded secretly, and then jumped out of the window, and when he wanted to chase and kill Murong Chuan, he saw a sound and shadow rushing into the courtyard like a meteor.

It is the moon that contemplates the Lord.

"Master, save me, he... He is Ye Fan, and he wants to kill me. ”

Murong Chuan hid behind the Lord of the Bright Moon Temple, pointed at Ye Fan, and said in horror.

The viewer Mingyue's face was as cold as ice, and she stared straight at Ye Fan and said, "What a bold man, he dared to come to Jingxin to commit murder." ”

"Lord, you should know what kind of scum the person behind you is, and as a cultivator, do you still want to protect this kind of scum?"

"He worships me as a teacher, that is, my apprentice, what if I protect him, where do you have the qualifications to take care of my business? ”

"I'll just ask you, are you trying to cover him?"

"Yes and what. ”

"It's not good, you want to protect him, yes, but I'll leave it here today, even if you protect him with your whole meditation view, sooner or later I will take his life. ”

"Who you are, I don't know how thick the sky is, wait until you have the life to leave here. ”

After speaking, the figure of the Bright Moon Observation Lord flashed, and his body rushed towards Ye Fan like a gale.

Ye Fan wouldn't be stupid to fight with her, after all, this is Mingyue's territory, and there are three other Xuanhuang Erpin stakeholders in the view, in case they all come, it will be difficult to fly with wings.

Therefore, he immediately turned around and ran towards the wall, wanting to climb over the wall and flash people.

But the Bright Moon Viewer behind him suddenly snapped his fingers, and a dark line that was difficult to see with the naked eye shot towards the back of Ye Fan's head.

Ye Fan was about to jump onto the wall when he suddenly felt a deadly danger rushing from behind him.

Without even thinking about it, his body immediately changed direction and refracted a few meters.

In the process, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a subtle shadow shining into the wall.

Holy, flying needle!

Ye Fan broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly turned around, not daring to leave his back to Mingyue again.

"I thought you were at stake, it turned out that you were just a dark second-class product, and you dared to come and watch the hunt and kill, I really don't know whether you are alive or dead. ”

After speaking, Mingyue's three fingers flexed together, and then with a flick, three more flying needles shot towards Ye Fan at great speed.

"There's another watch, I don't know when I can write it, anyway, I'll stay up late to write it, you can see it when you get up tomorrow morning, don't wait, read it tomorrow morning, rest early!"