After wearing the book, the big guys want to double repair with me

I was a little confused about Su Jinmian: "There is a senior brother sitting in Moyue Peak, how could there be a demon cultivator mixed in?"

Chang Chuan carefully looked at his expression, but saw that his eyes were clear, and his ignorance did not seem to be fake, so he took his gaze away again.

Chang Chuan smiled, and swallowed all the words he was about to say, he took a sip of wine, and said in a relaxed tone, "That's right, I remembered it wrong."

Su Jinmian wanted to ask again, but Chang Chuan patted him on the shoulder and said softly, "Aren't you going to the theater, let's go."

After a meal, Su Jinmian followed Chang Chuan to the south of the city.

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The catkins blow up with the wind, and the mausoleum is beautiful.

The mausoleum has a lot of water. Although it is not as close to the south of the Yangtze River where you can see a lotus pond in three or five steps, a clear and winding stream of water surrounds half of the mausoleum. It looks like a water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

Su Jinmian has no hobbies, only loves eating, playing and playing.When he first arrived in Lingcheng, he figured out that the running water around Lingcheng flowed down along the beam water melted by the northern glaciers, and it traveled more than 3000 kilometers here.

Of course, the water in Lingcheng can only be regarded as an inconspicuous branch of the Hengshui. The trunk of the Hengshui is more than 300 kilometers long. For the people on the mainland, the meaning of the Hengshui to them is different from the meaning of the Yellow River to the present world. Not much.

Su Jinmian and Chang Chuan walked under a row of willow trees, and there was an old woman washing clothes on the other side of the river. What came to his mind, he asked Chang Chuan next to him: "Is the water passing through Wucheng?"

"Yes." Chang Chuan also looked at the river next to him, guessed what Su Jinmian was thinking, and showed a meaningful smile, "Hangshui not only passes through Wucheng, but also other fourteen spirit cities, three human cities, just like In addition to the Hengshui, the running water in Lingcheng is also mixed with water from other rivers, lakes and seas."

What he said seemed to imply something, but Su Jinmian couldn't understand, and didn't want to think about it, so he nodded vaguely.

Chang Chuan turned his head to look at him, the corner of his mouth curled into an inconspicuous arc.

In the south of Lingcheng, there are large and small bazaars, song and dance halls, a gentle township for people to have fun, and a casino where a down-and-out beggar and a millionaire businessman can reverse their identities overnight.

The theater they visited today can only be regarded as a small place compared to those rich nests where people can spend a lot of money.

Neither Su Jinmian nor Chang Chuan wanted to attract attention, so they found a corner seat.Chang Chuan took the money and put it in the iron basin held by the actor who wanted to tip. Su Jinmian sat in it, eating peanuts and watching the performance on the stage.

He doesn't really like going to theater, like most young people, Su Jinmian thinks it's boring and unfashionable, but as soon as he travels through time and has no other entertainment, he can calm down and try it without even looking at it before. s things.

After listening to the play, Su Jinmian still couldn't get enough of it. Originally, he didn't want to hang out anymore because of Chang Chuan's offense, but now he seemed to have forgotten about it, thinking about where to go again.

He wanted to ask Chang Chuan's opinion, but before he raised his head, Chang Chuan pressed his head down with one hand, and then put it next to his ear, his voice was low and steady: "Don't raise your head."

Su Jinmian was shocked. Although he didn't know what happened, he didn't read so many martial arts novels for nothing. He knew that he might be in danger, so he became nervous.

Chang Chuan saw that he was frightened, and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, nothing will happen."

Su Jinmian swallowed and did not speak.

Chang Chuan took him to the Yangyang market first, and found that the people following him didn't seem to be shy, so he thought about it for a while, and then got into the intricate alleys of Lingcheng.

Before the two of them reached the depths of the alley, someone couldn't wait to jump down from all around and surrounded them.

These people were dressed in coarse linen clothes, and at first glance they were no different from ordinary people in Lingcheng.

Chang Chuan protected Su Jinmian behind him. Su Jinmian looked at the people with his back turned, smiled awkwardly, and beckoned.

Chang Chuan's voice sounded quite polite: "These dear friends, why do you keep following me?"

There was silence all around, only the rustling sound of the short wind whizzing by, and the chilling atmosphere in the narrow and long alley added a little bit.

Chang Chuan frowned, and only then did he realize that these people's eyes were blurred, their pupils were unfocused, and their bodies were half swaying. They didn't look like normal people with independent thinking.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps next to him, the sound was extremely small, and he could not hear it unless he listened carefully.

Chang Chuan has good hearing, he looked towards the source of the sound, and saw a woman in light white clothes with half up and half down hair.The woman was tall, fair-skinned, with a thin waist like a willow, and charming eyes like silk, and she exuded an aura that was both immortal and demon.

She is a very beautiful woman.

Chang Chuan was originally standing in front of Su Jinmian. As soon as this person came out, he immediately felt that the people behind him were short of breath.

He grasped Su Jinmian's wrist to prevent people from walking any further, while seeing the translucent pattern on the woman's collarbone, he frowned and said, "Succubus?"

The woman looked at him and smiled, and an indescribable fragrance came out of her mouth when she spoke: "You are such a good-looking young man, why do you see girls screaming like monsters?"

Her voice was low and innocent, like a lover whispering in her ear.

Chang Chuan knew that this was Mei Yao's usual method, his face didn't turn red and his heart skipped a beat, he just smiled and waited for the woman to continue talking.

The woman took a few steps forward, and behind her was a puppet with dull eyes that didn't look like a human face, but there was no trace of fear on his face.

She stretched out her soft and boneless catkins, trying to climb onto Chang Chuan's shoulders, but the latter avoided him calmly.

The woman stomped her feet coquettishly, as if she was ashamed, but also as if she was blaming: "Master~"

She stretched out her hand again, and Chang Chuan blocked it with his arm, and then took a step back with Su Jinmian, who was already in a daze: "I am different from Charming Demon Dao and do not conspire with each other, please invite this... Demon Dao , Self-respect."

He clearly knew that the woman used the usual means to seduce him, but he just said that, as if the woman really had that kind of heart for him.

The woman stared at him half-annoyed and half-bewildered, with tears in her eyes, as if she was about to cry in the next second: "Young master would rather hug a tough man than let a little girl hug him?"

She stared at Chang Chuan without blinking. Chang Chuan knew that she was going to show her a charm, so she didn't avoid it, and just looked back.

The woman tried her best, and seeing that he finally had no response, she snorted coldly, not knowing who she was speaking to: "Men, all have the same virtue."

She motioned to the puppets near Su Jinmian to push him away, and walked up to Chang Chuan herself, with contempt in her eyes, she reached out and touched his forearm.

Who knew that she thought that the man who was addicted to the illusion had been hit by her own charm technique, and raised her hand, stopped the two puppets behind Su Jinmian who were about to move Su Jinmian, and also knocked off the woman's hand.

He fixedly looked at the woman, still saying "self-respect".

The woman shivered unconsciously. The man in front of him looked like water, without any waves. How could he seem to have fallen into her trap?

She knew that this time things were going to be tricky, so she jumped back onto the wall next to the alley, commanding the puppets below: "Fuck me!"

Chang Chuan took Su Jinmian, who was still under control, and did not dare to take the initiative to attack. He just guarded the small area and repelled the puppets one by one.

He was afraid of hurting Su Jinmian, so he won the upper hand among the puppets without even drawing out his weapon.

Looking at the situation here, the woman secretly screamed that it was not good.

She knew that this task was tricky, so she brought all these years-made puppets, just because she was afraid of making mistakes, but unexpectedly...

What is the origin of this harmless-looking little boy?

Before the woman could figure it out, she suddenly felt a cool wind blowing on her neck, and she was startled, and just as she was about to step back, a hand had already grabbed her neck.

The strength is not heavy, but Xuxu controls her, but it also makes her unable to escape.

The woman cursed in her heart, but her face was pitiful and harmless, even a little innocent: "My lord, what do you mean, the little girl took the initiative to throw herself into your arms and you didn't want it, but now the little girl doesn't want to, and the lord still wants to use force? "

Chang Chuan kept a straight face, unwilling to talk to her, and said coldly, "The antidote."

The woman looked at his expressionless face, and remembered the way Chang Chuan laughed at Yan Yan when he faced Su Jinmian, and felt a little resentful: "What is the young master talking about, what antidote, the little girl can't understand."

Chang Chuan heard that the strength in his hands was heavy, and his tone seemed impatient: "The antidote."

The woman felt him pull back, but after a while the air began to thin, she had difficulty breathing, struggled to no avail, so she had to admit defeat unwillingly.

She looked at Chang Chuan with pleading eyes, and waited for the air to enter the airway again, she bent down to breathe heavily.

A shadow came down from above, the woman knew what Chang Chuan meant, she didn't dare to delay, and immediately took out a medicine bottle from her arms.

Chang Chuan was not afraid of her tampering, so he poured out a pill from the bottle and fed it to Su Jinmian.

The woman breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to run away, when Chang Chuan lifted her back collar again: "Who said you can leave?"