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

Yan Qingping hugged her lightly, then let go, slightly pulling the distance between the two of them.

Regarding his bold behavior just now, Fang Siming just "hummed" in a breathy voice, then skipped the matter, and started to talk about what he saw through voice transmission.

"This place should be divided into three floors. Our current place leads directly to the second floor. Jump down along the cableway and there is an entrance to the first floor. Look up and there is a door. It should be the top floor. Where are we going? "

Yan Qingping was a little distracted.

Brother Siming's voice is too soft, it rang directly in the ears, who can bear it?

"...Are you distracted?" Fang Siming lightly touched his shoulder.It's really good to be able to lose your mind in this kind of place...

Yan Qingping trembled.He didn't know how to transmit sound into secrets, so he simply grabbed Fang Siming's hand and wrote lightly on the back of his hand with his fingertips—we went from bottom to top.

This time it was Fang Siming's turn to shake.He curled his fingers slightly, and his slightly callused fingertips brushed against the sensitive back of his hand, bringing an itch that made him want to tremble.This feeling went straight from the back of the hand to the heart.

... Tsk.

Fang Siming withdrew his hand, turned around and wanted to jump off.Suddenly thinking that Yan Qingping couldn't see, he had to turn around and put his arms around Yan Qingping's waist.

"Let's go." Fang Siming took Yan Qingping into the sky, and then landed quietly.

"Someone is patrolling here... We are now between the two waves of them." Fang Siming let go of his hand.

Yan Qingping grabbed his wrist with his backhand, and quickly wrote a few lines - I'm afraid there will be a handover between them, we have to hurry up.

Fang Siming paused, but still withdrew his hand: "Pull my sleeve, and I will take you away."

Yan Qingping then honestly grabbed his sleeve.

As I walked, the sound was not right.

A woman's delicate laughter...a man's panting...a tactful groan...and many strange voices...

In the darkness, Yan Qingping's handsome face blushed thoroughly.He moved forward slightly, and called out in a flustered voice, "Brother Siming..."

Fang Siming raised his eyebrows.He was used to seeing this since he was a child, not to mention the slightest sound, even if he saw it with his own eyes, he would not change his face.But this little guy in his family is really pure and innocent, so he started to panic.

How to do this?

Fang Siming pondered for a while, took Yan Qingping's hand that was holding his sleeve, patted it like a mother comforting a daughter who is about to get married, and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

Yan Qingping: "..."

I am not I did not.

I'm just a little flustered listening to this kind of stuff with you.

Fang Siming let him go, grabbed his sleeve and walked forward for a while.

"This is a hall, and there are people guarding it." He stopped suddenly, "Three passages lead to the east, west, and south. We just walked through the south one."

Yan Qingping's heart skipped a beat.

The third house on the east side is Dongsanniang.

That poor and lovely woman.

Suddenly, footsteps came from behind, two people.Fang Siming pulled Yan Qingping, and the two of them pressed against the stone wall silently.

east.

Yan Qingping held his breath and wrote lightly.

Fang Siming understood.

It's just...Yan Qingping couldn't see, so naturally he didn't know how close they were to the guards.With such a short distance, with Yan Qingping's lightness skill, it's a bit difficult not to be noticed.

After all, Wudang is a well-known family in Jianghu, and its lightness kung fu is also grand and high-profile, and Yan Qingping's hidden kung fu was learned from Fang Siming and Lu Xiaofeng in the last world.

and so……

Fang Siming patted Yan Qingping's waist.

Yan Qingping: "?"

Then he was hugged horizontally.

Yan Qingping: "..." What else can I do.

He put his arms around Fang Siming's neck, pretending that he was a little girl who could cling to others, not a big man who was about the same height as Fang Siming.

Dapeng Yiren :)

A smile flashed across Fang Siming's eyes.Even with a person in his arms, he still stayed silent, avoiding the guards at a close distance, crossed the hall, and entered the east passage.

And the guards didn't notice.

Entering the passage to the east, Fang Siming put Yan Qingping down.There was also an ambiguous voice here, and Yan Qingping touched his hot face, thinking that Fang Siming must have seen his blushing.

Fang Siming wanted to laugh.

"There should be nothing on this floor, let's go up." He said to Yan Qingping via voice transmission.

Yan Qingping nodded sullenly.He really wanted to help these poor people, not just Dong Sanniang.However, let's wait for it to end and hope nothing happens to her.

Moreover, Dong Sanniang had a relationship with Chu Liuxiang.It's not easy for him to break up the dewy love, isn't he?However, I don't know if Chu Liuxiang will be able to see Dong Sanniang this time.

Also, it seems that Dong Sanniang's ending is not written in the original book.

Gu Longda's problem is that this is not a good thing, and he doesn't care about the pitfalls in the front after writing, and he didn't say what happened to Dong Sanniang in the end.But the game is dead.

Yan Qingping was thinking wildly in his heart, but he walked seriously with his feet lifted.However, this time they were unlucky. They had just walked a short distance when they heard footsteps right in front of them—they ran into someone on patrol.

Fang Siming frowned.

Yan Qingping wrote: Enter the house and hide.

It just so happened that there were no strange sounds in the room beside them.Fang Siming gently pushed the door open, pulled Yan Qingping and slammed in, and then slowly closed the door, the whole process was silent.

But the people inside the door still noticed their arrival.

There is a strong aroma in the room.A soft and coquettish voice uttered a moving temptation: "Come here quickly, what are you doing standing at the door?"

Yan Qingping pursed his lips and protected Fang Siming behind him.

"Hee hee... Do you want the slave family to find you?" The woman said in a delicate voice, and then rushed forward with a gust of fragrant wind.

Yan Qingping was caught off guard and was thrown into his arms by her.

"Gu...girl..." He froze.The touch under her hand was smooth and nice, and it was obvious that she had no clothes on her body.Tremblingly, he moved away the hand that was subconsciously wrapped around him, and let the woman's hand caress his chest, but just froze in place like a pillar.

"Ah...it's a young man...it's been a long time since I've seen a young man..." the woman chuckled.

He has lived for 30 years, and he has never experienced such a situation

Fang Siming, who could see clearly, felt that a string in his head broke with a "bang".With a dark face, he pulled the woman's arm, tore her from Yan Qingping's arms, and threw her to the ground.

The woman let out a cry of pain.

"What a blessing." Fang Siming mocked.I don't know if I'm talking about Yan Qingping or that woman.

Yan Qingping: "..." This must be talking about me.

wanna die.