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Chapter 20 Tampering

"Tell me, your purpose."

The two were so close that as Xiao Ran asked, a few ambiguous feelings disappeared.

Chen Fu sat upright, Xiao Ran moved with him, and the reaction was delayed by a second, and Chen Fu's thin lips still rubbed against the corner of his mouth.

"I want to ask you the same question."

Chen Fu directly placed his hand on his chest, not seducing, but the palms fitted in the place where they were pampered.

Xiao Ran narrowed his eyes. The matter of "The Demon Scroll" in the world's No. 1 skilled craftsman is top secret. Even the person who does his job for him doesn't know. How did Chen Fu know?

"Looking at the entire world, there are not many people who can tie you with you, so why do you still have to practice such an evil technique?"

"People who practice martial arts should pursue higher power."

Chen Fu got out of bed slowly and leaned against the side like a cartilage animal, giving the artistic conception of a weak willow to support the wind.

"The word "demon" in "The Scroll of Demons" has already shown the end of practicing it. The devil will dominate, and the entire world will cause a bloody storm."

He was just suspicious before, and when he spoke out the name of this technique bluntly, Xiao Ran's eyes immediately became a little deeper when he looked at Chen Fu.

"I have never seen anyone smarter than you."

Chen Fu: "I prefer others to praise me for having Buddha nature."

"But your situation is still too small."

Xiao Ran stood by the window with his hands behind his back, with a momentum of looking down on the world: "The world is now a scattered sand. Many major sects have been controlled by the princes and grandchildren. They will be eaten up in a few years. At that time, the court will weaken the power of the world without any concealment and use it for its own use."

Chen Fu said nothing, what Xiao Ran said was indeed true.

"The saint dared to lurk into the Tianyin Sect, which is enough to prove that the court has let go. If I don't do anything, the words "Tianyin Sect" will probably disappear in the Central Plains martial arts world forever."

Chen Fu continued his words and said, "So you want to use the power of "The Demon Scroll" to unify the martial arts world in front of the court. This is ridiculous. Sects like Shaolin Temple and Wudang will never agree to be restricted by the Demon Cult."

Xiao Ran's tone did not take the forces in his mouth at all: "The dead have no right to speak."

"If you can't overcome your demonic nature, what if you kill innocent people indiscriminately?"

From Chen Fu's perspective, Xiao Ran's eyes were narrow and long, and his martial arts level was free to be able to be released. At least he had never had the aura of a martial arts practitioner, and his whole body was completely gentle and harmless.

“Everything has risks.”

Chen Fu stood in front of Xiao Ran. His eyes were quite big and very spiritual, which was in sharp contrast with Xiao Ran: "At that time, I will definitely stop it. Maybe one day your sword will penetrate my chest."

Xiao Ran's pupils shrank suddenly, and his momentum instantly penetrated his body like a needle tip: "Impossible."

Chen Fu waved his hand and forced the momentum back, and suddenly turned into a smile: "I will keep a close eye on you before I come up with a better way."

There was a faint feeling of helplessness deep in Xiao Ran's pupils. He had never been with such a person before. He had a second, and in the blink of an eye, he seemed to have peach blossoms on his face.

[System: We still have a lot of spiritual chicken soup, you can pour it into it.]

It should be noted that Chen Fu has a unique preference. He relies on his seniority and especially likes to gossip others about his parents and tell his past glory. Then he has a heart-warming chicken soup. Many new plane officials saw him running faster than a rabbit.

"It's useless, let alone Xiao Ran's concerns are correct. If the court blindly deals with the world and develops according to this trend, the Tianyin Sect will sooner or later face a situation of life and death."

If you want him to give up, you have to find a way to change the current situation.

Chen Fu was also at a loss for a moment, and could only ensure that he was always under his nose, preventing him from practicing "The Demon Scroll".

The mofeied rice dumpling on his body completely dissipated, and everyone was about to set off for the Qinzhuang.

The doctor kept complaining that the bones that were being shaken by the horse when he came were about to disperse. Xie Ming couldn't bear to see the old man continue to be affected, so he hired a carriage, and several people sat in the spacious carriage and rushed back staggeringly.

The little monk kept staring at him with the gaze of "Master, you are wronged." In order to avoid it, Chen Fu lifted up the curtain to see the scenery outside.

"Thank you, it seems like you are a disciple of your Qinzhuang over there."

Several people gathered together and took the servant.

Xie Ming said lightly: "They are responsible for purchasing."

“Are you buying a little too much?”

The servant almost held everything in his hand.

"It's not much for getting married." Xie Ming said worriedly: "The princess is still in a coma. I hope she can use the joy of getting married to get her recover soon."

Chen Fu felt cold all over when he heard this. He was also good at calculating others, but the type of using open conspiracy to make the other party suffer a loss is still different from Xie Ming.

He hit Xiao Ran with his elbow and asked him to remind the man who was about to become the groom. Now there are few viewers who can restrain his affectionate appearance and make people feel uncomfortable.

Xiao Ran coughed lightly, and Xie Ming's eyebrows and eyes instantly returned to coldness, and there was no sign of emotion.

Chen Fu shook his head, they were all acting.

But it was soon Xie Ming and the others who were uncomfortable.

Along the way, Chen Fu was close to Xiao Ran, and his eyes wandered unrestrainedly on the other party, just like he was staring at him.

This strange state was until she arrived at Qinzhuang that Xie Ming couldn't stand the atmosphere and was the first to jump off the carriage.

Qin Yu rushed out with the little monk in his arms, and kept muttering, "Don't look at it if you are not polite."

On July 7th, the entire Qinzhuang was decorated with lanterns, with red lanterns hanging everywhere. The Qinzhuang disciples also changed into white clothes and put on long green gowns made by tailors. The joy was everywhere, and the busy maids also had smiles on their faces. Those who don’t know the inside story will really think that this is a wedding full of blessings.

The princess got married, but the emperor did not come, but sent someone to send some things. Chen Fu joined in for fun and took Xiao Ran to see the rewarded things in person, and smiled sly: "Actually, it is right for the emperor not to come."

Xiao Ran cooperated to ask the reason.

Chen Fu: "He is here, you may not be able to help but stab the fight."

Xiao Ran: "When you speak wildly, you are ruthless."

Chen Fu sniffed out, and Xiao Ran laughed when he saw him like this.

The princess was unconscious and could not perform the ceremony of worship. Xie Ming had a way to put the person in a wheelchair and walked in the court with a red veil.

The third prince was the only person in the royal family to attend the wedding, and his face looked very ugly throughout the whole process.

Chen Fu has also vaguely heard some rumors about the relationship between the two. The princess was born humble and later defected to the third prince and helped him plan a lot of things. Although the two of them were interested in the benefits they could bring, it was the friendship that grew up together since childhood. The third prince still had a bit of brother-sister relationship with the princess.

He looked at the scene of congratulations by everyone, and everyone had a "true love" smile on his face. The same was true for the old owner Xie, looking at the unconscious saint, verbally reminded Xie Ming to take good care of him, but there was a hint of pleasure in his eyes.

Chen Fu said softly to Xiao Ran: "A good marriage is to be a good match and suit your wishes. This wedding has been achieved to another extent."

Xiao Ran stood up, and Chen Fu immediately stood up.

Xiao Ran felt that he had a long tail, and couldn't tell whether he was angry or funny. He deliberately teased him and walked towards the toilet.

Chen Fu followed behind.

Xiao Ran walked in directly, with a joking face: "Why don't you come in together?"

After saying that, he didn't respond. He thought Chen Fu had retreated. As soon as he looked up, someone dug a small hole in the thatch on the roof, staring at him with clear black and white eyes: "Hurry up, I will think you're peeking at that evil skill after a long time."

Xiao Ran raised his eyebrows slightly, considering whether to knock the person away directly.

Chen Fu: "But I mind you, don't think about peeking when you go to the bathroom. If you accidentally drop your skills, will you catch them or not?"

The entire thatched roof flew out directly. Chen Fu jumped down in one second, retreated a few feet away, looked at the split roof, and sighed inwardly that it was so dangerous.

Xiao Ran walked out without expression, his mind making people confused: "I hid very quickly."

Chen Fu continued to act as a young follower fearlessly, and he would go wherever Xiao Ran went.

As he was about to reach the turn, he deliberately fell behind and sighed softly. It was not a solution to continue like this, and it needed a safer way.

It's better to spend the night than during the day. The two of them live in the same room now, and Chen Fu can observe each other's abnormalities at all times.

The eyes are facing each other, one cannot sleep, and the other dares not sleep.

Xiao Ran suddenly stood up, Chen Fu stood up, and saw the other party walking inside, and realized: "You want to take a shower?"

"What, together?"

Chen Fu curled his lips and Xiao Ran asked someone to send hot water. Each wing room in Qinzhuang was particularly large, divided into outer and inner rooms. There were night pearls illuminated in the inner room, which highlighted the background of Qinzhuang everywhere.

Chen Fu sat in the spot for a while, walked in, like a hungry ghost lying on the screen, and smelled Xiao Ran's clothes abnormally: "The beautiful scenery, think about it carefully, Xiao Xiao, let's wash together."

"roll."

Chen Fu no longer felt uncomfortable and began to walk out: "If you don't come out for a stick of incense, I'll go in."

As soon as he went out, his expression changed and he took out the thing he had just touched from his sleeve.

"It's indeed "The Demon Scroll".

【System: Destroy it.】

Chen Fu shook his head: "I don't want to have a fuss with Xiao Ran about this." A slight smile appeared on his face: "What's more, why do you want to destroy it? I will return it to Zhao without knowing it."

Find the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, spread out the parchment scroll, imitate the handwriting on it and add a line at the beginning:

If you want to practice this skill, you must first castrate yourself.
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