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Chapter 512 Solid Yuan(1/2)

 In the early morning, the warm sunshine poured into Tianzong.

Zhao Yun left the room early, holding on to the door frame, with one hand still covering his waist. At first glance, he could see that there were footprints all over his body, and his face was also covered in bruises. Up to this moment, one nostril was still dripping with blood.

There was blood, and I don’t know whether it was from falling or being beaten.

However, looking at this form, it clearly belongs to the second type.

It was Zhuge Taoist who was too harsh. He broke in through the window in the middle of the night and gave him a serious beating.

Wow!

When Ling Fei saw this, he sighed and clicked his tongue.

Chi Yan and Mu Qinghan, who were busy at the stove, also raised their eyebrows. They were fine last night, but why are they acting like this today?

"It fell." .??.

Zhao Yun wiped away the nosebleed. It was Zhuge, an old Taoist who didn't talk about martial arts and was a dignified Ksitigarbha, who made a sneak attack on him. He couldn't even hide in time, and a sap sent him to sleep.

When I woke up again, my whole body ached.

It doesn't matter, you resist the beating.

If Zhuge Xuandao were here, he would probably have said this.

"Hello."

While Zhao Yun was wiping his nosebleed, Ling Fei secretly called out and winked, gesturing for him to look at the other side.

Zhao Yun subconsciously glanced sideways.

When you enter your eyes, you will see a beautiful shadow: clouds and smoke.

That's right, the master is out of retirement.

It's okay to be out of seclusion. The main thing is what Yun Yan did at this moment, which made Zhao Yun feel cold all over. What was he doing? What about breaking the tree? The crooked tree that Zhao Yun had straightened before was bent again by her.

Yes, the crooked ones are still outstanding.

In this way, it is not only very ornamental, but also can be used to hang clothes. Mainly, it can be used to hang people.

"Congratulations, master, for coming out of seclusion."

Zhao Yun chuckled, stood far away and bowed his hands, not daring to come forward, for fear that the girl would hang him on a tree.

"come over."

Yun Yan found a place to sit down and casually hooked her hands.

Zhao Yun wiped away the nosebleed again and moved over carefully, and he was always ready to escape.

My mother said that all beautiful women are very dangerous, and this one, Yun Yan, is one of the better ones among this category.

When Ling Fei saw this, he slunk away, fearing that someone would be beaten later. He was covered in blood, and Mu Qinghan on the other side of the stove coughed dryly.

"I heard that you were caught scanning porn?"

Yun Yan took out a small mirror and asked leisurely while arranging her hair in the mirror.

"Misunderstanding." Zhao Yun took a deep breath.

"Isn't Chi Yan beautiful?"

"beautiful."

"Isn't it beautiful to be cold?"

"beautiful."

"Then why are you running to Qinglou?"

Yun Yan glanced sideways for a moment, looking at Zhao Yun with a smile on her face. She had been in seclusion for many days, and all she heard were the legends of her disciples. She was so embarrassed.

"My mother said that rabbits don't eat grass beside their nests."

This sentence is Zhao Yun's innermost thoughts. How dare he say it out loud? It is better to talk less when chatting with the master. If he disagrees with you, he will have a close contact with the master's slap. According to Yun Yan, it is you.

His face was hit by my hand. To put it more learnedly, it is: getting beaten is also a kind of practice.

To sum up: it is better to remain silent.

Although he didn't say anything, Zhao Yun kept touching the nosebleed. The meaning was obvious: I've been beaten like a fool, let's see if you still have the nerve to beat me.

"Don't go out these days."

Yunyan didn't play by the rules and only said this. After hearing too many legends about her disciples, she also heard too many other legends, such as kidnapping, troubled times, and the outside world is very unsafe. It's okay.

Don't go out for a walk. If you are kidnapped, the master will not have 90 million to ransom you.

As for whoring and prostitution, she is open to it.

You're young! Who hasn't done one or two ridiculous things?

"clear."

Zhao Yun chuckled, and ran away as if he had been amnesty. He rolled up his sleeves and went to help at the stove. The master suddenly became so talkative, which was unexpected. Or maybe he was beaten every now and then, or even every once in a while.

He was not used to being beaten.

It was a credit to Yun Yan that she didn't know what he was thinking, otherwise, she would really have brought him back and beat him up again to make up for that.

"I have never been to a Qinglou in my life." Mu Qinghan said suddenly and glanced sideways at Zhao Yun.

"Sister, if you go there to work, I will visit you every day." Before Zhao Yun could say anything, he heard Ling Fei grinning.

Bang! Bang! Ah.!

Early in the morning, Zhao Yun was not beaten, but Ling Fei was beaten. Mu Qinghan got angry and refused to recognize his relatives. When it was over, he glared at Zhao Yun fiercely, and Chi Yan beside him also gave him a sideways look.

Zhao Yun disagreed. It's not what I said. Don't blame me for everything. But having said that, if Mu Qinghan really went to work in Qinglou, he would be like Ling Fei and visit her every day.

Breakfast will be ready soon.

The picture is still very warm.

"How many days have passed, and this is the first time that people from Zizhu Peak have gathered together like this." Zhao Yun rolled up his sleeves and carried the rice bowl.

Before we started eating, we saw someone coming up.

Nai Linglong should have come here on time. She didn’t have any food so early in the morning, so she came here to have a meal.

"It's better to come early than to arrive just in time."

Hong Yuan's disciples are not polite wherever they go. They don't treat themselves as outsiders. They still bring their own dishes and chopsticks. Moreover, they have a good appetite.

Ling Fei, Chi Yan and Mu Qinghan were all quite reserved. Although this one was similar in age to the master, he was of higher rank! Everyone present except Yun Yan had to call him master.

"You two should have some chat."

The way Ling Fei and Chi Yan looked at Zhao Yun clearly revealed what they were saying. When they were in Forgotten City, a certain guy named Zhao Yun claimed to be a disciple of Hong Yuan and fooled them around.

This time, both the counterfeit and genuine brands are here, can’t we talk about it?

"Already talked about it."

Zhao Yun's look also has a lot of meanings. That night outside Wangu City, he was severely beaten by Linglong. There were so many crooked-neck trees, but there was always one suitable for him. It's all in the past, so don't mention it.

Yunyan was quite calm. She and Linglong were no different in terms of seniority, but more like a pair of sisters. They started talking and laughing as soon as they sat down.

"Did you know that Wu Qi, Zidu, Xue Zhi, Murong, Huadu and Yan Kang were kidnapped?" Linglong smiled and looked at Zhao Yun.

"It's hard not to know." Zhao Yun shrugged.

"In your opinion, who will be the murderer?" Linglong said again.

"How would I know."

"Ancestor An Ye said that the murderer is from the Xuanyang realm." Linglong looked at Zhao Yun with a smile, "Moreover, all the people who were kidnapped have one thing in common: they all have a grudge against you."

"There are too many people who have grudges against me." Zhao Yun curled his lips, but he was muttering in his heart. Could it be that Linglong sensed something? Or is it the legendary sixth sense again?

Linglong smiled without saying much.

Zhao Yun didn't talk nonsense. He was eating and drinking, but Ling Fei and Chi Yan beside him looked unnatural. They were afraid that Zhao Yun would be exposed. Mu Qinghan was also confused, but he was relieved after thinking about it. Hong Yuan's disciples

, always likes to say some strange things.

After dinner, Linglong left.

Before leaving, he also carried Zhao Yun down the mountain.

"Such rudeness will make it difficult to get married in the future." Zhao Yun's little arms and legs were hanging casually. He was used to being carried around like a little chicken. He was also used to someone like Linglong.

, just like to see him deflated.

"You'd better pray that I can get married, otherwise, Master, I will send you to the palace and find you a good job by the way." Linglong put down Zhao Yun and no longer carried him, but grabbed one of Zhao Yun's legs.

Son, I pulled her along all the way. With so many disciples and grandchildren, no one except Ji Hen would dare to make fun of her. ??

Zhao Yun bared his teeth and grinned. His hands were bruised by being dragged away like this. That posture was so damn painful to see.

If Xiu'er were still here, she would definitely say for him: I'll sleep with you.

Wow!
To be continued...
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