"What! Do you have your own space? Isn't this possible?" Miss Muxiang stared at Jiang Fan with wide eyes.
"Uh, don't look at me lustfully, I'll be very scared!" Jiang Fan deliberately shook his head and smiled.
"Go to you, I'm not lustful and looking at you!" Miss Muxiang said with a blushing face.
At this time, a woman screamed from the woodshed, "Oh, don't stop! You can't do this, I feel so uncomfortable!"
"Hehe, I'm going to stop, beg me! I'll help you clear it!" Najia Tu Zi said with a wicked smile.
"Please, brother, please help me! I really can't stand it, I'm going to die!"
Miss Muxiang's face immediately turned red, and she looked at the woodshed, "Uh, why is this woman like this? Bored!" Miss Muxiang frowned.
"Hehe, Muxiang, when you become my woman, you may be more fierce than them!" Jiang Fan said with a wicked smile, his hand wrapped around Miss Muxiang's waist.
Miss Muxiang's body was very slippery, and it came out of Jiang Fan's arm like a loach. "Jiang Fan, don't do anything wrong. I'm not a casual person!" Miss Muxiang said with a blushing face.
"Hehe, I'm the same as you, not a casual person! But I'm just casual when I see you!" Jiang Fan said with a wicked smile. His feet slipped to the side of Miss Muxiang, and his hand wrapped around her waist again.
, gently pressed the fingers under the ribs of Miss Muxiang.
"Let me go! Someone is here!" Miss Muxiang said shyly, because more than a dozen monks walked in front of her, and the leader was an old monk.
Jiang Fan let go of his hand, and he saw the abbot of the small temple walking in front of him, "Hehe, old monk, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Fan said with a smile.
The old monk bowed to Jiang Fan, "Thank you for saving us, please accept our bow!" The old monk was about to kneel down at Jiang Fan.
Jiang Fan hurriedly reached out to support the old monk, "Uh, the old monk can't do it! I'm going to draw my sword to help me when I see injustice. This is what we men should do!" Jiang Fan said with a smile.
The old monk looked at Jiang Fan and said, "Oh, the small temple is dilapidated and there is nothing to entertain, please forgive me!" The old monk said with a smile.
Jiang Fan took out a talisman note worth 100,000 from his arms, "Old monk, your temple is too small and too dilapidated, and it is not suitable for you to practice. Please use this money to rebuild a large temple."
Jiang Fan handed the old monk a hundred thousand talisman silver notes. The old monk hurriedly shook his head and said, "Oh, I can't use it, I can't accept your money."
"Haha, old monk, you don't have to be polite. Just think you helped me build a temple!" Jiang Fan said with a smile.
After Jiang Fan changed his statement, the old monk took over the 100,000 silver notes, "Oh, okay, I will rebuild the temple for the donor. I don't know what the name of this temple is?" The old monk looked at Jiang Fan and said.
"Well, this temple is called Qinglong Temple!" Jiang Fan said with a smile.
"Okay, Qinglong Temple!" the old monk said happily.
Jiang Fan did not expect that the Qinglong Temple, which he built for 100,000 fu silver, would later become the most famous temple in the Fuyuan Realm. Thousands of years later, when people talked about Qinglong Temple, they would always talk about the greatest fu god in the Fuyuan Realm.
The story of Jiang Fan and his legendary life.
Najia's corpse walked out of the woodshed, and he looked proud, "Damn, these two women are so fucking sexy! At first, he said no, but after tasting the taste, he actually entangled me and kept releasing it!
"Najia Tu Zi said happily.
When Jiang Fan saw Najia's corpse looking vulgar, he couldn't help but shake his head and said, "Silly, you killed them, right?"
"Hehe, master, they were not dead, they just fainted." Najia Tu Zi smiled.
"Uh, you plan to keep them in this small temple. Once they wake up, they will kill these monks!" Jiang Fan frowned.
"Hehe, master, don't worry, the little one has sucked their yin energy. They have become ordinary women and can no longer cast talismans." Najia Tu Zi smiled proudly.
"Damn, you guys are so cruel! It's so uncomfortable if you will kill them like this!" Jiang Fan shook his head and said.
The girl Muxiang on the side looked at Najia's corpse in surprise, "Jiang Fan, your servant is so bad!" Miss Muxiang frowned. She understood the meaning of Najia's corpse's words.
Jiang Fan looked at Miss Muxiang, "Haha, these two women are shameless, this is a lesson for them! I hope they will correct themselves!" Jiang Fan shook his head and smiled.
"You have finished your business. We should go to Heiman Valley, right?" Miss Muxiang looked at Jiang Fan and said, "She was anxious to urge Jiang Fan to go to Heiman Valley to grab the Water Spirit Pearl.
Jiang Fan looked at Miss Muxiang and nodded, "Well, the matter is done, let's go back to Bingyuan City!"
Miss Muxiang showed surprise, "What are you doing when you go back to Bingyuan City? You should go directly to Heiman Valley!" Miss Muxiang looked at Jiang Fan in confusion.
"Haha, there are still people in my Bingyuan City. I want to take them to Heiman Valley with you! Besides, we can't go to Heiman Valley too! We have to dress up." Jiang Fan smiled.
Miss Muxiang looked at Jiang Fan curiously, "How are you planning to go to Heiman Valley?" Miss Muxiang asked.
Jiang Fan looked at Miss Muxiang. This female elf of the gods was blank to the outside world. "Heiman Valley is ruled by four major forces. We must not blatantly snatch the water spirit beads. We must dress up as merchants and go to Heiman Valley for trade.
, Otherwise, our intention to arrive at Heiman Valley would be discovered." Jiang Fan shook his head and said.
"Okay, let's follow you!" Miss Muxiang nodded.
Jiang Fan, Muxiang Girl, and Najia Tuzhen returned to Bingyuan City. It was already afternoon. When Jiang Fan brought Muxiang Girl into the inn, Liu Xiaoyan saw Muxiang at a glance and said with displeasure.
: "Who is this little girl?"
Miss Muxiang was unhappy. She stared at Liu Xiaoyan, "Tsk, you are the little girl. Even if your grandmother sees me, she will call me grandma!" Miss Muxiang sneered.
Although she was telling the truth, she had been guarding the temple for nearly 10,000 years. She was much older than Liu Xiaoyan's grandmother, so it would be no exaggeration to call her grandmother.
But Liu Xiaoyan didn't know these situations. She stood in front of Miss Muxiang and looked at Miss Muxiang coldly, "You fart! You dare to be an aunt! Are you not afraid of getting old and dying!" Liu Xiaoyan cursed.
Liu Xiaoyan didn't know what happened, she was very angry, but Miss Muxiang was not easy to mess with. "You are just farting! I'm bigger than your grandma! If you don't believe me, ask Jiang Fan!" Miss Muxiang put her hands on her hips and widened her eyes
Looking at Liu Xiaoyan.
Liu Xiaoyan was very angry and turned his head to look at Jiang Fan, "Jiang Fan, where did this woman get it? It's so unruly! Let her get away, I don't want to see her!" Liu Xiaoyan said angrily.
"You're just getting out! I'm Jiang Fan's wife!" Miss Muxiang was anxious. She said it with her mouth. After saying that, her face immediately turned into a colorful cloud.
Liu Xiaoyan was surprised. She looked at Jiang Fan, "This, is this woman your wife?" Liu Xiaoyan said in surprise.
Jiang Fan was also surprised. Unexpectedly, Miss Muxiang said this. Although he was very happy, "Haha, don't argue anymore, they are all their own people. She is new to Muxiang, and she is a god clan.
The elf!" Jiang Fan looked at Liu Xiaoyan and smiled.