My lord, she is beautiful and good at fighting

Chapter 56 Buddha Statue
Rong Xian lowered his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes. On his elegant white clothes, there were a few impressive footprints. Then he raised his eyes with interest and curled his thin lips gently.

Wei Chi's son is bold and interesting.

Rong Xian's bloody fan tip hooked up a thin bamboo whistle from his waist, and handed it to the kid whose eyes were shining after searching for Wei Wan's figure: "Blow for fun."

Wei Ban struggled to look away from his little aunt's dashing figure, tilted his head, and took the bamboo whistle that was as thick as his little finger: "Uncle Lanting, are you trying to harm me?"

He was gifted since he was a child, and Wei Wan deliberately cultivated him. Whether it is patience or perseverance, he is much better than ordinary people. Even though he is very interested, he can still keep his heart and stand still.

But the one he met was Rong Xian, who was once famous all over the world.

Once dormant for more than ten years, the golden cicada escapes its shell.

For a long time, both of them just looked at the situation on the battlefield, neither of them said a word, all their eyes were on that Wei Wan who was wearing a black robe and sweeping his spear, hiding among the enemy troops.

In the end, there were still men in black with scimitars, which gradually made Wei Ban a little restless.

But Rong Xian just glanced at him unhurriedly, looking at the woman surrounded by the enemy army: "Can't you bear it?"

"You can admit defeat."

"You are young, and you should stick to your nature."

Wei Ban's peachy eyes narrowed, and Wei Wan's immature face had the same seriousness as Wei Wan: "Uncle Lan Ting, your behavior is really detrimental to morality, how can you lure me to make mistakes just because I am young. "

"If my little aunt knew about it, she would definitely not like a bad boy like you who has a mind like a hornet's nest."

His brows were full of laziness, and a faint smile flashed across his thin lips.

Rong Xian originally took this opportunity to see his toughness, but he didn't expect that the little brat of Wei Chi's family is very ghostly, and indeed he has high comprehension and good toughness.

He has a cold temperament, and few people can catch his eye. If it weren't for the fact that Wei Ban grew up with Wei Wan since he was a child, he wouldn't care about him at all.

Suddenly, Rong Xian's long eyelashes trembled, and he flew out, the black jade fan was fully opened, with a sharp blade on the tip of the fan, and the sharp blade fell on the body of the black-clothed guard like a gust of wind and rain.

After the encirclement was gone, Rong Xian stood in front of Wei Lian, holding a fan in her right hand and her left hand on the dark iron spear she slowly raised: "Don't show off."

The bamboo whistle sounded immediately, frightening the birds in the forest. Many shadow guards jumped down from a wider area, and the business knives in their hands immediately stabbed the scimitar-clad black guards.

Wei Ban actually knew that Rong Xian was testing him, and he was just deliberately making things difficult for Rong Xian. He understood who made him leave his little aunt alone, but he couldn't swallow it.

But when he watched Rong Xian break through the line of defense single-handedly, and ran towards his little aunt without hesitation, he felt that the breath was not so hard to swallow again.

Then this master, let's admit it reluctantly, anyway, he won't suffer, he is just afraid that his little aunt will suffer.

Wei Wan's eyes fell on the overlapping hands. Rong Xian's slender and generous palms wrapped the back of her slender and tender hands while holding the gun.

She tilted her head, and leaned slightly closer, the warmth of the two of them blended together, Rong Xian's whole body froze, and her fingers trembled.

As soon as he turned his head to speak, Wei Wan stood on tiptoe and put his chin on his shoulder. He quickly stretched his neck in the opposite direction and tilted his head to avoid the skin contact. Back molars: "Wei, ah, pull."

Hearing what he said through gnashing of teeth, Wei Wan didn't care, but raised her eyelids leisurely, undisciplined and wild, seeing Rong Xian's warm and soft jade ears flushed like the setting sun, she looked at him in amazement. The ear blows.

Then, she saw the down on Rong Xian's skin clearly standing up. She got closer and said, "Brother, are you here to steal someone's head?"

Suddenly, Rong Xian's face turned from purple to black, and he didn't care to hide, he clenched his fists and wrapped her thin waist in his arms: "Let you act recklessly."

When he rushed over, he saw that her movements were slow, so he thought it was because of lack of energy.

But the two were so close that Rong Xian could discern some bloody smell from the cold fragrance on her body.

Wei Wan's hot air sprayed on the side of his neck, his brows twitched uncontrollably, then he wrapped his arms around her waist, lifted her flat by his side, and brought her into the temple.

Not to mention Wei Wan, even Wei Ban was a little taken aback when he saw this idea, should... should he be hugged like this.

Wei Wan was pinched at the waist by Rong Xian, and he didn't have the strength to break free, so he covered his face and closed his eyes, pretending to be deceiving.

In fact, Rong Xian has been paying attention to Wei Wan's movements, seeing her movements, he almost laughed out of breath.

No wonder Cai Wei Ban said that she always leads by example, no wonder Cai Wei Ban's action of destroying the temple is smooth and smooth, and the two co-authors are exactly the same.

"Wait," Rong Xian said as he passed by Wei Ban.

Wei's thick eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, and her peach-blossom eyes were filled with dissatisfaction, and she insisted on following him.

"Men and women are not allowed to sit at the same table for seven years. I want to change your little aunt's dressing. Is it appropriate for you to follow me?" Rong Xian's eyes were no longer stained with smiles at this time, and they were a little moist.

But who is Wei Ban? It's the demon king brought out by Wei Wan. He consciously wants to protect his little aunt, and of course he won't be afraid of him. He said, "Then you are even more unsuitable. You come out."

"I'm a doctor," Rong Xian let out a smile on his lips, and his fox eyes glanced at his small head: "I'll come out, you change?"

Wei Ban choked up at the question, and glanced around in the crowd, but couldn't find a suitable person, indeed...no one is more suitable than Rong Xian.

He snorted coldly, stomped his feet unwillingly, turned around and stood in front of the door with arms crossed.

Rong Xian closed the wooden door, and then pulled Wei behind the Buddha statue, and placed her on the candlestick table. After all, there was a massacre in front of the Buddha statue, and there was nowhere to stay.

Then he turned around and looked for the baggage. Fortunately, the baggage was not damaged and the contents inside were clean and tidy.

After Rong Xian unfolded all the bundles, Wei Wan finally saw what was there. Bamboo tubes, water bags, cakes, dry food, medicines, clothes, there were many kinds but not so many.

Rong Xian picked out a set of white clothes with white magnolia embroidered on the hem and skirt, she couldn't help muttering: "Gorgeous."

The pair of fox eyes raised up, just glanced at her, then removed the clothes and medicines from the bundle, and put them on the sidelines.

Rong Xian closed her eyes, her long eyelashes drooped to cover a little bit of the look in the fox's eyes, then she leaned closer, standing between Wei Wan's thin and powerful legs, sheathed her sharp knife, aiming at Wei Wan's heart.

Wei Wan withdrew a little bit, his sweaty back suddenly pressed against the cold Buddha statue, and immediately, his slightly thin body shivered under Rong Xian's envelope.

(End of this chapter)