After the awakening of the sick doctor, there are many evil friends

The man in the gouache clothes turned sideways, leaned back, his feet moved like a spirit snake, his sleeves fluttered, and he dodged the blow.

Seeing this, the nearby monks avoided one after another, and discussions arose.

"What is this?! Why did they suddenly start fighting?!"

"It seems that Miss Jiang has met an enemy? When they meet, they don't agree with each other and draw their swords to face each other. Miss Jiang has the demeanor of our sword cultivators!"

"Nonsense, this is clearly the demeanor of our sword repairer drawing his sword!"

"Hey, that's not the key point. Look at this man's outstanding appearance, he can even compare to the top female cultivators in the list of immortal sects. Why can't he think about offending the medical cultivators?"

"That's right, it's the daughter of the Immortal Doctor who offended! Miss Jiang saves the world and saves people, she has a compassionate heart, how could she turn against others! Did he do something!"

At the right moment, Jiang Su saw that Su Sha didn't kill Chen Zeshen with one blow, so she suddenly got up and turned over with one hand on the table, calling Su Sha back under her palm.

Suddenly, he grasped the handle of the knife with five fingers, and slashed at Chen Zeshen himself.

"Miss Jiang, you and I haven't seen each other for seven days. Why do you miss me so much when we meet again?"

Chen Zeshen lived symbiotically with the locust tree, and his cultivation base was already higher than Jiang Su's, which was more than enough for this girl who had never practiced swordsmanship or saber technique.

Jiang Su stared at the man's neck coldly, and with one knife, as long as she could cut it off with one knife, she won.

Although she didn't know the reason why Chen Zeshen appeared in the southern region, she could also deduce it from his previous actions of building dungeons, building institutions, and building formations.

This person is a dark landmine!

The whole person has become flexible because of the living environment when he was young. His glamorous appearance and smart mind cannot conceal the darkness in his heart. He is extremely good at concealing his true emotions.

He also likes to do some high-IQ things to play catch-and-find, and then hides in the secret room and watches everything quietly.

Isn't this a big landmine!Whoever steps on it is unlucky!

Jiang Su stepped on it!

"Chen Zeshen, why are you still alive? The emperor of the Jing Dynasty is just such a waste to keep you until today?"

Jiang Su didn't believe that he was doing things under Chu Lin's nose, the darker Lei Lei would not know.

If you are not allowed to turn around, you will report to the emperor, fish for law enforcement, and prepare to bring down Chen Zeshen, an evil force.

The girl kept on stepping, frantically chasing and hacking at Chen Zeshen, her movements were chaotic.

"嗖—嗖嗖嗖—" It was the ancient rusty hatchet that brought the wind.

It's a pity that Chen Zeshen was well-prepared this time, even if Jiang Su went into battle in person, he wouldn't be able to hurt him. The one-hit kill that was short-lived before was only a matter of memory.

Jiang Su calmed down and stood in the center of the hall. The monks who were watching the play had already hid in the courtyard of the medical center, poking their heads to eat melons.

She let go of the chill and let it float in the air.

His hands suddenly clenched into fists and crossed on his chest.The next moment, the five fingers stretched straight, and the eight needles were tightly clamped between the fingers.

Eight needles with exactly the same shape are longer than fingers, thicker than embroidery needles, and their color is darker than ordinary silver needles. If the sunlight does not happen to shine on the needles, they may not be able to tell that they are silver.

Jiang Su flicked both hands in Chen Zeshen's direction, and the eight needles became entangled with Chen Zeshen as if they had souls.

He raised his elbow and pierced his shoulder with the needle. He dodged and flicked his sleeves to resist, and the needle went straight up to the top of his head.

The originally calm and unrestrained male beauty's breath was suddenly cramped, and the expression on his face became serious.

Jiang Su was still standing quietly in the middle of the hall. She was clearly looking up at the person who was taller than her, but the expression on her face was like a god looking down on all living beings.

The sound of men colliding like jade sounded again, and every word uttered between the lips and teeth seemed to be filled with lingering affection:
"Miss Jiang, please forgive me."

Chen is also a poor man who just escaped from the tiger's mouth. When he was in distress, he remembered that there was such a close friend like you on the south bank of the river, so he came to look for you. "

"Why do you just use the knife and the needle when you come up? With the relationship between you and me, we should prepare some wine and food at this time, so that we can have a good time in the courtyard to catch up on the past."

Chen Zeshen stepped back one after another. He was unarmed and fought with both bare hands and fists. When he was cornered, he kicked the wall and turned over.

In the next second, he suddenly jumped in front of Jiang Su, holding a folding fan in his hand.

Jiang Su hastily stepped back subconsciously to the table.

Chen Zeshen smiled at the girl, and in Taohua's eyes, the lake was rippling, the bamboo boat was on the ground, and the wicker was hitting the shore.

The hand holding the folding fan stretched out behind him, the folding fan came towards with a "wow", the long needle struck at the right time and just flew over the fan, and with another "wow--", the folding fan was closed again.

The long needle was caught in the gap of the fan bone.

"Miss Jiang—"

"Chen won by luck."

He put the folding fan against Jiang Su's chin and picked it up slightly.

The two looked at each other.

The girl in Tsing Yi has sharp eyebrows, but her eyes are covered with sweet apricot icing. Her thin body leans back slightly, leaning slightly in front of the table, with one hand propped back.

The face of the man in the gouache gown is like a crown of jade, his peach blossom eyes are deep and dark, and his frivolous posture is coquettish.

Sword repairer, knife repairer, talisman repairer and law repairer who were watching the play all took a breath of cold air.

"nice one……"

"...a man with a talent and a woman's appearance?" One person answered.

The man hurriedly shook his head again, "No, it's... green bamboos are broken and peach blossoms bloom in winter."

The person who answered couldn't understand, and curled his mouth: "What kind of words are you dragging, you treat it as your talisman repairer."

"...Yeah, I am Fu Xiu..."

The atmosphere froze suddenly.

The two male cultivators also looked at each other...

Pulling out the sword, the yellow talisman followed closely on the sword.

"Come, come, come out and fight, Xiao Fuxiu, see if I don't kill you!"

"Who is afraid of whom, poor ghost!"

The two supported each other and left Yusutang.

"..."

At this time, Jiang Su didn't feel the ambiguity between the two at all.

She only felt that her brain was about to explode, and the specific voice in the sea of ​​consciousness was as follows:

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly

"Where is this bitch, chirping brat here to tease Susu!"

"Although this man's figure and demeanor are elegant and restrained, his words... may not be a good man. Susu should consider carefully."

"Jiang Shui Liu, look, Su Wazi is going to be kicked by this big white pig!"

"Ahem, this young master is handsome, and the two are considered a good match. If the misunderstanding with Susu is resolved, then it's not..."

The five elderly spirits expressed their opinions one after another. In her mind, there were those who knocked on CP, some who scolded the world, and some who were looking for his father.

Jiang Su subconsciously rolled her eyes in her heart, raised her hand and moved Chen Zeshen's fan to her ear, pressed hard on the man's exposed chest, and pushed it away.

He turned around and sat back at the table with a calm expression.

She touched her waist with her fingertips, took out three small sandalwood boxes and threw them into the courtyard outside the door.

"Three calming pills, those who need them urgently, take them at your own discretion."

In the next second, both doors of the clinic were closed, and a barrier rose.

"Okay... tell me, City Lord Chen. What do you want from me?"