[Comprehensive Master Chu Liuxiang Mobile Games] The Taoist priest is crossing

The dust has settled.

Facing Xiao Yuqing who was sincerely apologetic, Lu Xiaofeng just waved his hand: "Brother Xiao, I have done you a great favor. You should be generous with the drink you said you wanted to buy me."

Xiao Yuqing said solemnly: "No problem, I promise to let you drink to your heart's content and become a drunk chicken!"

Yan Qingping suddenly wanted to eat drunk chicken.

He suddenly said, "Brother Xiao, can I have the audacity to make a request?"

Xiao Yuqing was a little surprised, but still said: "Naturally, thanks to the Daoist this time."

Thanks to him for what?Attract Fang Siming to cooperate with the plan?

Yan Qingping said: "The poor Taoist wants to know, what should Xiao Lou do with the two zombies that Brother Lu lured out just now?"

This question is somewhat acute.

Beside Yan Qingping who asked the question, the Young Master of Wansheng Pavilion stood expressionlessly.Although he didn't express his position, the meaning of this defense is already obvious...

Xiao Yuqing, Xiao Yuqing... really can't hide it.

He had no choice but to say: "The zombies are hard to control, they've already been killed, and the Gu worms are in my hands now. Daoist Chuyun, my servant..."

Yan Qingping interrupted his next words.

He just said: "To be honest, Pindao is very interested in this kind of Gu insects. I don't know if Master Xiao can give up his love and let Pindao study it?"

What else?Give it.

Xiao Yuqing smiled wryly and motioned to Miss Le.Yan Qingping took the jade box containing a Gu worm from Miss Le, whose face was full of reluctance, and then let out a sigh of relief.

They boarded the ship and prepared to leave the island.

Two ships, one big and one small.

The smaller one looks like the Wansheng Pavilion. The people on the boat are all covered in black clothes, the hull is smooth, and there are some low-key but exquisite decorations. It must be very fast.

The bigger and simpler one must be listening to Yulou - everyone on the island must be taken away, and a big boat is needed.

Yan Qingping waved at Lu Xiaofeng: "Brother Lu, I haven't seen my old friend for a long time, so I won't wait for you, you and Lord Xiao and the others can go together, and communicate with your Miss Le by the way." Think him Can't see their flirting?

Then he jumped onto the boat of Wansheng Pavilion naturally, and waved to the owner of the boat: "Brother Siming, come up quickly."

Fang Siming was in a good mood all of a sudden.

He smiled inexplicably, and without looking at his actions, he stood on the side of the boat, right next to Yan Qingping.

He ignored the people on the island, and said directly to his opponent: "Start the boat."

Yan Qingping gently tugged on Fang Siming's sleeve: "Brother Siming, I haven't seen you for a long time, would you like to say goodbye to me?" In fact, as far as his current memory is concerned, this is the first time he has seen Fang Siming ...

Fang Siming raised his chin: "Yes."

Lu Xiaofeng and Miss Le on the pier looked at each other.

Miss Le turned her head: "Huh." Then she turned and left.

Lu Xiaofeng: ...

He looked sadly at Yan Qingping's Fang Siming who left with him, and turned to chase Miss Le.

Yan Qingping didn't care about him, he was shocked by Fang Siming's appearance, and the system was playing dead again, this time he must learn something from Fang Siming!

In addition, there is a feeling in the dark that makes him not want to leave Fang Siming for a moment...

Following Fang Siming into his room, Fang Siming pointed to the cushion beside the tea room: "If you have anything to say, you can say it." Then he stood by the bed window and looked at the sea outside.

Seeing him like this, Yan Qingping inexplicably wanted to laugh.

He sat down on the cushion obediently, sorted out his thoughts quietly, and then said:

"Brother Siming, why did you appear here? You also built the Wansheng Pavilion? Have you been here for a long time?"

Fang Siming turned his head and looked at him inexplicably: "Why should I tell you?"

Yan Qingping blinked: "Aren't we friends?" He didn't know the character of the "Young Hero" in Fang Siming's memory, but now it seems that Fang Siming clearly identified him as the "Young Hero".The character still needs to be studied, in short, the vest of the young hero cannot be dropped.

"Furthermore, if my predictions are correct, in this world, you and I are probably the only ones who come from the same place and have no roots. Naturally, we should exchange information with each other and study the way to go back."

"Wandering without roots? You have a wife and children, and you actually think about leaving them behind?" Fang Siming sneered.

Yan Qingping was wronged: "I'm just a adopted son...Brother Siming doesn't know, right?" For some reason, he just didn't want to use the reason of "a monk" to explain it.

Of course Fang Siming knew.He still wanted to say, can the adopted son be left behind?

But he just turned his head back again, looking at the sea outside the window: "Nearly four years ago, I suddenly came to this strange place." Then he stopped talking.

four years?Yan Qingping poked the system in his heart again, but the other party was still pretending to be dead.

"I haven't been here for less than a year." He decided to tell the truth, "Brother Siming, I seemed to see you at the flower viewing party before, but I couldn't believe it."

"Yeah. I saw you too." Then I found out that you came to meddle in other people's affairs again, and for this reason, I stepped in to listen to the plans of Yulou and the court.

Yan Qingping probably guessed what Fang Siming didn't say.He wanted to keep asking, what happened before he came to bring this world, and when was Fang Siming... But seeing Fang Siming's thin back without even a cloak, he suddenly didn't want to ask.

He just let out a long sigh, and then followed his instinct: "Brother Siming, I miss you very much."

Fang Siming: ...

He let out a cover-up "hum", and the tip of his ear, which no one could see under his white hair, turned red quietly.

What are you talking about, idiot!

He simply strode over to the cushion next to Yan Qingping and sat down, expressing "I'm glad you said that but I don't know how to answer you" very well.

Yan Qingping tried his best to hold back his laughter.

Daozu, why is he so cute!

Yan Qingping then took the teapot on the table to a cup of tea, took a sip himself, found that the temperature was just right, and poured Fang Siming a cup graciously.

Fang Siming glanced at him and refused to drink tea: "What else do you want to ask?"

Yan Qingping hesitated for a moment, but still asked: "Brother Siming, I see that you have been suppressing your internal energy before...but what's wrong with your body?"

Fang Siming didn't expect him to ask this.

Yan Qingping didn't know if the "young hero" in his impression knew medical skills, but obviously, it was impossible to cover up his medical skills.He simply said: "Brother Siming, if it's hard to tell, why don't you let me show you?"

Fang Siming looked at him quietly, his strange golden pupils did not blink.

Yan Qingping looked at him calmly.

He didn't know where his confidence came from, he just felt that Fang Siming would not do anything to him.What is this called, being proud of being favored?

... Bah bah bah!

Fang Siming watched him for a while, and finally lost.I don't know how he did it, but with a click, the gauntlet came off.

Just like that, a hand as white as jade was placed on the table in front of Yan Qingping.

The skin is like white jade, the fingers are slender, and the nails are crystal clear and round.He is obviously a martial arts practitioner, but he doesn't have any calluses on his hands.This is a hand without the slightest blemish.

Yan Qingping lightly wrapped his arms around his wrist with a heart close to that of a pilgrimage.

Fang Siming's white eyelashes drooped, and he was so calm that he couldn't tell at all that his fate as a martial arts practitioner was now in the hands of others.

Yan Qingping's mood did not improve because of this trust.Instead, his heart sank gradually.

A guess gradually surfaced.

He let go of his fingers, and looked at Fang Siming in disbelief: "Brother Siming, the poison on your body has never been cured?!"

This is Fang Siming from Saibei!That Fang Siming who was picked up by the young hero and sent to Binghuo village to detoxify by all means, but ran away after the young hero found the antidote!

The one that got it and flew again!

He started to poke the system frantically: [System!Was Fang Siming's antidote on me at that time?Why is there nothing in my backpack? 】

The system didn't pretend to be dead this time: [When you ran the mission, did the antidote appear in your backpack? 】

【……Maybe not. 】

[Then how could you have it? 】

【...Are you kidding me!Fang Siming has appeared, the world of Chu Liuxiang's mobile game must also exist, and the antidote must lie in "Young Hero"! 】

[Anyway, I don't. 】The system actually played a trick, and then started to play dead again, no matter how much it poked it, it didn't speak.

Yan Qingping: ...

Fang Siming withdrew his hand and didn't wear the gauntlet. He picked up the cup of tea and took a sip: "Although it hasn't been completely resolved, there are also famous doctors in this world. The toxin has been suppressed, so it doesn't get in the way."

How can it be out of the way?

But this is actually the first time that Yan Qingping has really met Fang Siming, this kind of topic is not suitable for talking now, just try it out slowly in the future.

He could only turn over this page: "Forget it. By the way, brother Siming, this is for you." After finishing speaking, he handed over the jade box containing the Gu worms and a porcelain bottle.

"Oh?" Fang Siming raised his eyebrows, "Is this the Gu worm you wanted to come?"

"Well. The one in the small porcelain bottle is another one, which I caught earlier." Yan Qingping pushed them towards Fang Siming, "I don't need this kind of thing either, you can take it."

"You trust me. You and I used to have different positions and opposed each other. Aren't you afraid that I will use it to do evil?" Fang Siming gently brushed the jade box with his armored hand.

He didn't expect that Yan Qingping's Gu worms were for him.

The situation at that time was actually that Xiao Yuqing wanted to keep this powerful Gu worm in Tingyulou, which was also a hole card.The reason for staying can be said to be the intention of the court.

It is impossible for the people above to allow this evil thing to develop.Just now they received the news from the Hua family that the zombies in several other villages had been completely wiped out, and none of the Gu worms had matured.Those two and the one in Yan Qingping's hands should be the last ones.

As long as Xiao Yuqing moves out the people above, Yan Qingping can't say anything.So he interrupted Xiao Yuqing's words and asked for one in advance.

Fang Siming thought that Yan Qingping did this to prevent Xiao Yuqing from abusing Zombie Gu, and wanted one as a counterbalance.Unexpectedly, he still had one in his hand, and now he has given it to him.

Yan Qingping smiled, and his indifferent face softened with his crooked peach eyes: "Is the Siming brotherhood?"

No matter how he has watched the previous plot, he still has this confidence.Fang Siming is just a knife in Zhu Wengui's hand, and the knife itself does not want to be stained with evil.

Moreover, the "Wansheng Pavilion" built by Fang Siming is obviously different from the one in the game.Otherwise, Lu Xiaofeng and Xiao Yuqing's attitudes would not be so gentle.

"Brother Siming, he is actually a very kind person." Yan Qingping's peach blossom eyes were dripping with tenderness, "You will help Ye Shenglan, Erya, and even a wild dog by the side of the road. You have always treated those weak It’s just that you have to do something for the great cause of your foster father. Maybe you think that in order to save everyone, some people must be sacrificed?”

He was suddenly bold, and put his hand on Fang Siming's hand playing with the jade box.Through the cold iron armor, he could feel Fang Siming's instant stiffness.

"Brother Siming, your adoptive father is not here now and you can do as you wish. I believe that you will not abuse these Gu worms." He hooked the corners of his lips and withdrew his hand.

"I believe in you, Fang Siming."

A straight ball.

Now it's not just a matter of red ears.

Fang Siming gently put the jade box and porcelain vase into his sleeves, and took another sip of tea to conceal the heat on his cheeks.

"Thank you, then." He put down his teacup.

Yan Qingping pretended not to see the blush on his face.He suddenly stretched his waist in a disfigured way: "As a thank you, Brother Siming, would you like to treat me to a drunken chicken?"

The author has something to say: Today's Taoist priest is a Taoist priest who is proud of his favor.

Daoist (bold): touch the little hand!

Today's obviously is awkward.

Mingming (red ears): You idiot is talking nonsense again!Let me have a sip of tea to calm down.

Mingming (the tea cup has not been put down since he picked it up): Well, this tea... Since he poured it himself, I will drink it reluctantly.