There was a ding sound. The moment Dai Qisi waved the knife and looked at her left leg again, Fan Jianqiang had already used the magic mirror to teleport in front of Dai Qisi. He struck out with a palm and hit the back of Dai Qisi's hand, knocking the knife away.
Knife shot down.
"Dragon King in Purple Shirt, I'm kidding you, why can't you take a joke! I spent so much effort to connect it for you, and you have to cut it off yourself? You don't respect the fruits of human labor too much!
"
Fan Jianqiang shouted harshly, stretched out his hand to grab Dai Qisi's left leg, and used the healing light.
"I don't want your treatment! What does it have to do with you if I cut off my own foot? You don't need to meddle in your own business!"
Fan Qiangqiang shouted angrily: "Can you stop making trouble? You are already a very old person, and you still act like a naive little girl. Is it necessary? Okay, don't talk anymore, I will help you cure your long and short feet."
That’s not possible!”
This tone is like an elder coaxing a younger one.
There was a cunning look in Dai Qisi's eyes, and she said: "This is what Fan Shaoxia said himself, I didn't force you!"
Fan Jianqiang was startled, and then realized that he had been fooled.
Dai Qisi was as cunning as a fox, and she also knew that Fan Jianqiang's healing methods were superb. Although it hurt to cut herself, she also expected that Fan Jianqiang would definitely take action, so there was no need to beg for mercy in a low voice.
Damn you, you were fooled! With Dai Qisi’s martial arts, how could she be cut off with just one strike?
Fan Qiangqiang looked at her angrily and stopped the treatment. Dai Qiang's injury originally felt no pain under the treatment of the healing light, but as soon as Fan Qiangqiang stopped, she immediately felt terrible pain, but she was stubborn and still
Smile brightly.
"Master Zhang, I still have to ask you to step aside while I heal Senior Dai Qisi's injuries."
Seeing the Ming Cult heroes walking away, Fan Jianqiang stared into Dai Qisi's eyes, half-smiling but not smiling: "Dai Qisi, does it hurt?"
Dai Qisi sat on the grass, her face turned pale in pain, but she refused to admit defeat and lowered her head in front of Fan Jianqiang. She forced a smile and said: "Fan Shaoxia, I promise you a thousand pieces of gold."
Fan Qiang said: "Yes, I promised to treat you, but I didn't say when."
Dai Qisi said angrily: "Are you going to wait until it hurts me to death before you treat me?"
Fan Jianqiang shrugged: "I will definitely know the right measure and start treatment when you still have breath left."
Dai Qisi said: "Fan Shaoxia, you don't treat others like this, why do you have to make things difficult for me? I want to know the reason."
"Who told you not to believe in my character? It seems that I deliberately took advantage of you. Of course I feel unhappy."
Dai Qisi was angry and funny, and said: "Is that why? I thought that Fan Shaoxia was kind-hearted and would not care about this with a mere woman like me, but I didn't expect..."
"It is you, Mr. Zhang, who is kind-hearted and good-hearted. I am not that kind of person. I am a person who has a clear sense of grudges and revenge. If someone bites me, I will definitely bite him back three times. If anyone makes me unhappy,
I must make someone unhappy."
"Is this what a man would do?"
"Who said that a man should be a fool? I believe in a gentleman's revenge. He can eat anything, but he can't suffer losses. He can live without anything, but he can't be immoral. This is the principle of my life."
"But, I'm just a woman. If you keep fussing with me, wouldn't it be disrespectful to your... identity?"
"What's wrong with women? Women and men are equal."
Dai Qisi looked stunned: "Are women and men equal?"
"Of course, in this world, half are men and the other half are women."
Fan Jianqiang chatted with her for a few words. Seeing the blood oozing from the hem of her skirt, he knew he couldn't mess around anymore and said, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Just lift up your skirt and I'll give it to you."
Treat it."
Dai Qisi hesitated for a moment, but followed the instructions and lifted her skirt up to her knees, revealing her snow-white skin.
The wound that had not been treated just now was only half healed.
Fan Jianqiang clicked his tongue a few times and praised: "Dai Qisi, you take good care of yourself and your legs are so white. No wonder Yang Xiao and Xie Xun are jealous because of you."
When Dai Qisi saw him staring at her legs, her cheeks turned slightly red and she said angrily: "Young Master Fan, please don't speak so frivolously."
Fan Jianqiang said in astonishment: "How can you be frivolous? I was praising you."
"Only a prodigal would talk like this."
Fan Jianqiang said angrily: "It's true that the culture is different and it's difficult to communicate. In our place, if I say this, women will usually feel happy in their hearts and say thank you and praise me."
"How is it possible? Men and women are not intimate..."
"Yes, Dai Qisi, I heard that in your era, if a man accidentally touches a woman's hand or other part of her body, the woman must marry this man, then I..." Fan Jianqiang winked with a smile.
Blinked.
A strange emotion surged in Dai Qisi's heart, but she argued in her mouth: "Young Master Fan, you are talking about ancient times, what era are we in now! Besides, I am a Persian, and I don't have to follow your Chinese customs and rules.
"
The ancient and modern times spoken by Dai Qisi are completely different from the ancient times and modern times understood by Fan Jianqiang.
"You seem to have lived in China longer than you have lived in Persia."
Dai Qisi said curiously: "You seem to know me and the people of our Ming Cult very well."
"I know everything."
While she was talking, Dai Qisi's leg injury had completely healed. With Fan Jianqiang's current level as an intermediate temple priest, this kind of skin injury was easily dealt with.
"Okay, now do you want me to treat your legs?"
Dai Qisi snorted, and something seemed to flicker in her blue eyes.
"Then please lift up the skirt of your right leg. Don't get me wrong. I don't want to admire your beautiful legs, but I want to make a comparison. The skin color of the two legs must be completely consistent to achieve perfection."
Qisi, you are a beautiful woman who captivates all living beings, so naturally you don’t want your body to have flaws, right?”
Dai Qisi didn't want to be underestimated by Fan Jianqiang, so she raised her skirt to her knees generously.
"Lift it up a little higher."
Dai Qisi's face flushed with light blood, and according to Fan Jianqiang's words, it turned slightly higher.
"A little higher."
Dai Qisi has already exposed her thighs, and she is still tall...
Dai Qisi couldn't help but said: "Young Master Fan, you are treating the calf, is it necessary?"
Fan Jianqiang just wanted to tease her and said seriously: "Of course it is necessary. I am a person who pursues perfection."
With an indignant expression on her face, Dai Qisi pulled her skirt up again, and almost three-quarters of her long, white legs were exposed in front of Fan Jianqiang's eyes.
"This is always enough!"
"Haha, that's enough, don't move around, spread your legs a little, lie on the grass, straighten out, yes, later I ask you to lift your legs, you can lift your legs, or you can shrink when I ask you..."
Fan Jianqiang put his hand on her left leg, and a ball of white light was released, and the light shone between his fingers, like a dream.
By using the Thousand Transformations Body Shaping Technique, Fan Jianqiang stroked her legs unscrupulously. After a while, Fan Jianqiang saw Dai Qiang's face flushing like a tide.
Fan Jianqiang suddenly wanted to ask her how old she was this year.
Uncle Fan took the opportunity to eat tofu, but he didn't know that in this small world of Yitian, can a woman's legs be watched and touched by men at will?
Not to mention the shyness in Dai Qisi's heart, some psychological changes were obviously taking place. The faces of those Mingjiao heroes who were adjusting their breath and luck in the distance, Yang Xiao and Xie Xun were already as ugly as the bottom of a pot.
If Uncle Fan hadn't been kind to the Ming Cult, they would have stepped forward and fought tooth and nail.
…
In fact, within twenty minutes, Fan Qianqiang had already completed the Thousand Transformations Body Sculpting Technique, but Uncle Fan still touched her honestly and rudely for almost half an hour longer.
I don’t know how this Dai Qisi grows. Her skin is as fair as milk, her legs are well-proportioned and as warm as jade, and they feel particularly comfortable to the touch.
He felt relieved, but Dai Qisi suddenly started sobbing softly.
Fan Jianqiang was startled and quickly withdrew his hands.
"What's wrong? Senior Dai Qisi, why..."
Dai Qisi took a while to stop, and said quietly: "How can I face my brothers from the Ming Cult in the future after being treated so lightly by Shaoxia Fan?"
"What, how can this be frivolous! Senior Dai Qisi, this is therapy!"
"Then I can't see people anymore. The leader and the brothers are watching from a distance. Even if they are treating the disease, they will discuss it secretly in the future... Can I still see people?"
Fan Jianqiang's heart suddenly started pounding and his eyes rolled around.
"Dai Qisi, what do you mean..."
Dai Qisi said: "In order to avoid rumors, I can only leave Mingjiao."
Fan Jianqiang said in astonishment: "It's not that serious, right?! I'll tell Master Zhang about this matter, who dares to talk nonsense!"
Dai Qisi said: "With my temper, do you think I still have the honor to stay in Mingjiao? Unless..."
Dai Qisi sat up, looked at Fan Jianqiang intently, and suddenly asked: "How old is Fan Shaoxia this year?"
"Twenty-seven years old."
A look of surprise flashed across Dai Qisi's eyes, and she said: "Why does Fan Shaoxia look like he is in his weakest years at most?"
"This...is natural."
"Shaoxia Fan, how old do you think I am?"
Fan Jianqiang vaguely felt what Dai Qisi was going to say, and he couldn't help but look forward to and excited in his heart.
"Twenty-five?!"
The corners of Dai Qisi's lips raised: "You are very good at coaxing people. My daughter Xiao Zhao is already fifteen years old, and I am seven years older than you."
"Thirty-four?"
"Well, I am a Persian. I am not as coy as you women from the Central Plains of China. I just ask you, are you willing to take me as your concubine? If you are willing, I can continue to stay in Mingjiao. Otherwise,
I've been disrespected by you, and I won't be able to hold my head high and be a good person in the future."
Fan Jianqiang beamed: "Of course I do, I can't ask for more..."
Suddenly he thought of something and asked curiously: "Why concubine? Not wife?"
Dai Qisi said: "I was once married to an unclean widow. Even if you are willing to marry me, I can't be so shameless as to let someone poke your spine and laugh at you."
Fan Jianqiang burst out laughing: "Dai Qisi, you are such a beautiful lady, it is so unfair to be my concubine. There is nothing to say. I, the media, are marrying you to be my wife. Anyone who dares to gossip will be pulled out by me."
Tongue!"
Dai Qisi said in surprise: "Are you telling the truth?"
"Of course, as a man, once you say something, it's hard to chase him back."
Dai Qisi was stunned for a long time, her eye circles getting redder and redder.
"Fan Shaoxia, you are young and handsome, have high martial arts skills, and know such powerful medical skills, as well as the miraculous ability to transport people to this place. You are qualified to marry any kind of wife. I am an ominous and unclean person."
Man, even if you are willing, I will still
I can't do such a shameless thing... With your words, I am already satisfied. I will never let you be laughed at behind your back. I can be your concubine, and you don't dislike me, so I will
I'm already very happy, and I don't want anything else."