Although Wang Fan can still tolerate the pain of bone-collar work, it still hurts after all. No matter how good your martial arts are, you cannot practice the pain and nerves.

Wang Fan tore his mouth apart and glared at the seemingly honest Lama Jianqiu. He really wanted to greet all his female ancestors for eighteen lifetimes. However, seeing that the old lama seemed to have been in Buddhism for many years, it had nothing to do with him after asking questions. He had to give up after thinking about it, but he still cursed in his heart angrily, "You will die if you say less!"

Lama Jianqiu still had a silly smile, no folds were seen on his red face, and he could not guess his actual age, but he was definitely an old fox, and a thousand-year-old fox.

"My friend is such a good method. I have been hiding so far. After the intense exercise, you have already keenly reached out to the old monk's position without stabilizing your breath. While talking to the princess, you pulled over the vines and ready to take the way out at any time. It's so wise. If you hadn't sacrificed your life to save the princess before, the old monk would have thought you would have threatened the old monk with the princess." The half-closed and half-smiling eyes of Lama Jianqiu would have looked more disgusting.

"Hmph, you followed behind secretly. Who knows how good you will be? Don't be careful of it?" Wang Fan retorted.

"Okay, okay, don't argue with both of you." Ayanxiang yelled in anger. She helped Wang Fan up and asked Lama Jianqiu, "Lama, you are the most capable here now. You should think of a way to get us all."

"What's the problem? He has good arms and legs. Just let him go up and put down a vine and pull us up." Wang Fanluo said angrily.

"Good idea, but I still have a small request, I hope the princess can agree."

"You talk first," Ayano responded angrily. Unexpectedly, this lama would threaten her at this time, and she would really be able to pick the time.

"I just want to meet the prince and thank him for his grace that year."

Wang Fan and Aingxiang didn't expect that the Jianqiu Lama would make such a request.

"You are just to meet my father?" Ayano asked in confusion.

"Yes, this matter is of course a trivial matter in front of the princess, but for us ordinary people, the prince can see it just by wanting it?" Lama Jianqiu said calmly with his arms spread out.

Ayaka pondered for a moment, "Okay, I promise you."

"Okay, you guys wait." After getting the promise of Ayaxiang, Lama Jianqiu turned around and jumped into the forest, followed the tree pole to a cliff, and then went up to a rock platform twenty or thirty meters above Wang Fan and the others.

After a while, a thick vine hangs down from the rock platform, "You go up first. Hold on to the vine, don't let go. It's normal to shake it a little. If you are afraid, just close your eyes, but don't struggle, the lama will pull you up." Wang Fan lowered his head and wrapped the vines around Yanxiang's waist, comforting him. But when he suddenly raised his head, Wang Fan happened to meet Yanxiang's eyes. He found that Yanxiang's eyes were shiny, as if it was loaded with something. "Illusion, illusion." Wang Fan quickly turned his eyes away, used his internal strength to yell at the top: "Okay!"

Ayano began to move upward inch by inch, but Wang Fan felt that her eyes had never left her, so Wang Fan had to keep tilting his head and pretending to be helping the lama check, not daring to look at those eyes again.

"I'll wait for you on the top." Seeing that Wang Fan had not turned back for a long time, Ayanxiang had to speak, and there was a hint of reluctance in her words.

"Well." Wang Fan just responded and stopped talking. Even if his nerves were too big, how could he not understand the information in Ayaka's eyes? To be honest, compared with Yuhan and Liu Xin, Ayaka's body was another kind of beauty. Noble, unruly, gentle, and stubborn, especially those bright eyes, as clear and pure as the blue sky in Bhutan... But whenever he thinks of the group of sisters and sisters at home who are sincerely treating him, Wang Fan is afraid and retreats.

In this way, Lama Jianqiu pulled Wang Fan and the others up layer by layer.

At this time, many people had gathered on the mountain road. Qiaozhen saw Ai Xiang falling off the cliff and rushed towards the criminals like crazy. Although those criminals did not know Ai Xiang's identity, her dignity could be seen from her clothes. They knew that they had a big time this time, and they had no intention of fighting against Qiaozhen. After blocking it for a few times, they also scattered. But unexpectedly, these criminals still had some skills under their command. If Qiaozhen had not helped Yuhan, who was catching up with him, and had captured the two in the last, the group of criminals would have escaped.

The movement here naturally aroused the monks' ideas. They knew that it was the princess of the prince's family who fell off the cliff, and even the lama, the head of the Tiger Crouch Temple, rushed over. The prince fell off the cliff as soon as he left the temple, which made the prince know how they explained.

Just when everyone was in a hurry, there was a person who was very calm, and that was Old Man Wu. Old Man Wu could sense the activity of the Gu worms on Wang Fan's body. As long as the Gu worms were still moving, Wang Fan's life would not be in danger.

Upon reaching the rock platform more than twenty meters away from the mountain road, you can already hear the bustling voices. Lama Jianqiu bowed to Ayaka, "Princess, everyone in the temple is also on it, so the old monk will no longer be convenient for him to show up. I hope the princess remembers what she promised just now, go back and say to the prince, and also say to your guards, don't let the old monk be abrupt."

"Remember." Yanxiang responded lightly, thinking to herself: If I don't say anything, can you still force yourself to break through? But if you think about it, Wang Fan could even jump off the cliff and rescue her. According to the Lama's own statement, his abilities are similar to Wang Fan. If he really forcefully, the guards would not be able to stop him with the broken guns at home. In a vague way, Yanxiang added a lot of curiosity and admiration to Wang Fan and the others' magical "kung fu ability".

During the last short distance, Wang Fan was too lazy to use any vines. He directly hugged Lingxiang's thin waist and jumped a few times onto the mountain road.

At Ayaka who suddenly fell from the sky, Qiaozhen cried with joy. A big man actually cried in front of everyone.

What Wang Fan was most annoying was dealing with these scenes, not to mention that he couldn't speak, so he put down Ayanxiang and went back to find Yuhan and the others.

"What's wrong with these bad guys? A princess was actually bullied in her own country. It seems that the social atmosphere in Bhutan has not yet broken to this extent!"

Yuhan first scanned Wang Fan with his eyes and confirmed that he was intact, so he answered slowly, "These people seem to be not from Bhutanese. Qiaozhen asked them, and they were so funny, and even Qiaozhen couldn't understand what they were saying."

"Damn it, that's even more hateful. He actually ran to someone else's house and was wild. Call Shuya over, and I want to see who they are." Wang Fan said, rolling up his sleeves and walking towards the two gangsters tied aside.

The two bad guys looked twenty-seven or eight years old and were wearing long robes, but their skin seemed to be darker than ordinary Bhutanese.

In the eyes of the two bad guys who were not very concerned, they saw a bald Chinese man rushing towards him angry and suddenly had an unknown premonition.

"Pa, Pa" Sure enough, Wang Fan came up and said nothing, and first he slapped him.

"Don't fight, don't fight..." The gangster shouted, but he was speaking in English. But there was no anger in his eyes, but there was only fear.

"Pa,pa,pa,pa,pa" another slap. Anyway, Wang Fan couldn't understand what they said, so it was useless to ask if he asked. I'll talk about it all.

"Tick, tick, tick, tick..." The movement of the gangster attracted several lamas to stop him, "Are the monks in the world all the same kind-hearted? These gangsters almost caused a life, and they didn't even see you screaming. I slapped you a few times and came over. Who are you from?"

OK, don't let the attack, just don't let the attack, the owner will protect him, and it's not easy for an outsider to get out of this. Wang Fan raised his hand to bypass him, but when he passed by the evil man, he seemed to kick two stones with his toes inadvertently, and the stones hit the two evil man inadvertently. Although the stones hit the body a little painful, it was just a trivial matter for Wang Fan, the evil god.

After walking for a while, Xiao Shuya also rushed over and explained softly to Wang Fan, "These people heard that they were from the Indian mission. The lamas also came from India to practice, so they protected them and refused to let others get close. The two of them took the opportunity to act crazy and foolish, and no one could ask anything."

"Then how do you know this?"

"What they said is a small language in India. Not many people know this small language in India, but I happened to have a friend, so I learned it a little... "Soon, the local military and police also came, which involves the royal princess. Do they dare not care about it?

The sheriff in the team was green when he heard Aika's statement. The royal princess was bullied by aliens in his own country. That was a slap in the face of all the Bhutanese people! (The royal family in Bhutan has received high respect in Bhutan. The king once offered to "return the power to the people", but the elected government opposed it on the ground, "Just as long as the king, don't **", and the king had to give up) "Mumble!" The sheriff pointed the noses of the two men and roared angrily. Several strong military and police rushed up, pressing the two to the ground, handcuffing them to death. The sawtooth on the handcuffs was deeply embedded in their flesh, making them scream in pain.
Chapter completed!