After Wearing a White Moonlight Stand-in

The latest chapter after wearing a white moonlight stand-in!

The disciples under Changhong Cliff were stunned.

The girl's face was paralyzed, and she slowly pulled out a smile that didn't reach the bottom of her eyes. The blood on her head flowed out from her jet-black hair, and she looked a little... terrifying.

Everyone shivered, and their hearts became a little complicated for a while.

Ask yourself, they can't do this on their own.

Looking at the bow in the pit, Qiao Wan picked it up again, patted the blood and dust on it, and put it on her head again.

Seeing that Qiao Wan turned around and walked towards here, a sense of fear rose in the hearts of everyone, and they took a small step back in tacit understanding.

The disciples of Changhongya had a thought in their heads.

Absolutely, can't provoke Joe late.

Mainly, Qiao Wan, she is too cruel and cruel enough to herself.

Gan Nan stared blankly at Qiao Wan, suddenly someone bumped his shoulder and was knocked out of the crowd. One staggered and fell in front of Qiao Wan.

Gannan: …

The young man steadied his pace and opened his mouth. He had a thin skin, but at this time, he didn't know why his ears were a little hot.

He... likes Joe Wan like this very much.

It's not about love between men and women.

It seemed to let him see the imaginary self.

The self who can move forward bravely without caring about the eyes of the father and the concubine.

Gan Nan looked at the injury on Qiao Wan's face, worried and couldn't bear to look closely. He took out a small handkerchief from his sleeve and carefully handed it over, "Wipe it."

Qiao Wan took the handkerchief, said thanks, wiped his face, and walked in the direction of Weng Hui, "Brother Weng, what do you think now?"

People were knocked out by her.

Watching Keats fainted on the ground, Qiao Wan was a little worried.

After all, she is a disciple of Dabeiya, is she going too far?

Thinking of this, Qiao Wan looked at Keats with a hint of apology.

The disciples at the bottom of Changhong Cliff complained in their hearts: You are so sorry! When I beat this monk, why didn't I see you apologizing?

Weng Hui walked over, looked at Keats with a complicated expression, and silently apologized inwardly.

He had a good relationship with Keats, and when he invited Keats to come over, he wanted to practice and practice these ignorant juniors and seniors.

Unexpectedly, people were knocked unconscious by Qiao Wan.

Weng Hui sighed, looking at Qiao Wan's **** appearance, his heart became more complicated.

How did the real Yuqing teach the extremes of Mu Xiaoxiao and Qiao Wan?

Weng Hui squatted down and pressed around on him,

Fortunately, even if he passed out, he didn't suffer any serious injuries. He could recover after taking care of himself.

The monks in this Dabei Cliff are all rough-skinned and thick-skinned, and there is nothing to worry about.

"It's okay, I'll take him to Qixia Peak later."

In the competition, injuries are inevitable.

At the fellowship meeting between the four major factions, there was blood everywhere, heavy casualties, and there was no rift between the four major factions.

A monk can still pretend to be an immortal in front of mortals, but it's actually no big deal.

However, Qiao Wan was a bit unexpected.

Unexpectedly, she still has such perseverance, and she has been beaten like this, and she can come back at the end and turn defeat into victory.

"Good fight." Weng Hui looked at Qiao Wan and encouraged him with a smile.

The corner of Qiao Wan's mouth hurt, so she could only answer vaguely, "Thank you, brother."

Although the battle was hearty enough, after returning home, Qiao Wan still lay dead on the bed for two days.

It still seems to be buzzing in my head.

The monk of the Great Compassion Cliff has rough skin and thick flesh, and the speed of blood recovery is even faster than her. Qiao Wan was wrapped like a mummy. When she was lying on the bed, she heard that Keats had already woken up.

During the two days when the corpse lay, Xiaohe was the one who took care of her.

The front foot only let Qiao Wan take Mu Xiaoxiao to Changhong Cliff, but the back foot Qiao Wan was maimed, and the news reached Zhou Yan's ears not long after, so he ordered Xiaohe to bring some good medicine pills. It was delivered to Qiao Wandong's house, but he didn't blame her for Mu Xiaoxiao.

Sitting alone at the table, Zhou Yan stared blankly at the peach branch outside the window.

His three apprentices have completely different temperaments.

Lu Pi was cold and arrogant, smiling at her innocent and charming.

But Qiao Wan, perhaps because she was born in the mortal world, matured early, and honed a bit of a fierce temperament.

When she first went to Kunshan, she was still young, and before she knew it, she had grown into such a look.

He knew that Qiao Wan worked hard, but he never thought that she could do this.

Recalling the appearance of Qiao Wan when he first entered Kunshan, Zhou Yan's heart was slightly stagnant, and his heart was mixed.

Xiaohe put the medicinal pill beside the bed and asked her, "Senior sister, have you looked at the jade slip?"

Qiao Wan: "Jade Jane?"

Xiao Daotong took off the jade slip and threw it in front of her, "See for yourself."

Qiao Wan calmly stretched out her hand, pulled the scattered bandages in front of her eyes, and took a look at the jade slip.

In all the news, I found one related to her.

The battle under the Changhong Cliff, I don't know who put it on the jade slip.

Her battle at the foot of Changhong Cliff was nothing at all, but because she was Zhou Yan's apprentice and had a delicate relationship with Mu Xiaoxiao, it attracted the attention of others.

Looking at the content in "Leave a video", someone decisively scoffed.

The slaughter between the cultivators was far more brutal than this. It was really flying with stumps. It was nothing but a battle between low-level cultivators.

Of course there are surprises.

There are many tough guys among the cultivators, but there are not many female cultivators like Qiao Wan who die hard, and among the female cultivators who forge the body, they mainly practice "Hundred Knot Softness".

It's rare to be as reckless as Qiao Wan.

The most important reason is that Qiao Wan, she has always given the impression that her qualifications are too poor, and she has stepped on the **** and worshipped Zhou Yan.

To put it bluntly, not an independent person.

Qiao Wan can be said to be the shadow of Mu Xiaoxiao, Zhou Yan's apprentice, Lu Bihan's junior sister, and Ma Huaizhen who started it.

It's not "Joe Night".

But in "Leave a Picture", the girl's blood flowed wildly and stood up staggeringly.

Everyone couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Is this Joe late?

It's like knowing her for the first time, knowing that there is such a person in Kunshan for the first time.

—Actually, Qiao Wan was accepted into the real family of Yuqing, and it wasn’t just because of her resemblance to Mu Xiaoxiao, right?

- A person like Ma Huaizhen, have you seen him get close to a few people? Qiao Wan can be so close to Ma Huaizhen, can it be a pretense?

After all, cultivators are also human beings, so even if it is physical training, it will hurt.

Well, who is willing to be so masochistic, and not a masochist.

At least judging from the pictures in "Leave a Picture", Keats could be stunned by being beaten like this. It's not like the one who can worship Zhou Yan in a mediocre manner just by relying on his face.

There are three thousand avenues, but no matter which one, only those who are tenacious and indomitable can go farther and farther.

On Qinghuan Peak, Lu Bihan and Ma Huai were really drinking tea.

There is also a scroll of jade slips on the table.

The "remaining image" on the jade slip slightly rippled, reflecting the image of the monk slamming the **** the ground.

Ma Huaizhen smiled slightly, with a rare expression of approval on his face.

"I didn't expect that Qiao Wan still has this ability."

Lu Bihan glanced at him lightly,

Does Qiao Wan have the ability, doesn't he know best in his heart?

Treating both men and women as mule ambassadors, Ma Huaizhen came to the world without pity.

Ma Huaizhen: "Does it hurt?"

Lu Bihan looked at the jade slip, lowered his eyelashes, his eyes remained unchanged, as deep as the sea.

Although they didn't show it, on this point, Lu Bihan and Ma Huaizhen's thoughts almost coincided with each other.

Nothing to feel bad about.

If you want to ask for Dao, but you can't even stand this point, what Dao do you ask for?

They have been together for more than 30 years, and they know what kind of character Qiao Wan is.

Ma Huaizhen took the jade slip and looked at it over and over.

Qiao Wan in "Leave a Picture" looks a little miserable. In fact, it's just a bit of flesh and blood. When it comes to reality, this pain is not enough to see. .

But I have to say that Ma Huaizhen was quite satisfied when he saw the picture on the jade slip.

After all, it was made by himself.

He and Qiao Wan got close because they could do things with less words, and they were still handy and easy to use.

Two days later, when Qiao Wan recovered from her injury and was able to live and breathe again, she went to Qinghuan Peak.

Ma Huaizhen wanted her to settle the bill.

Last time she bombed his account on the top of the mountain.

Qiao Wan reluctantly took out her storage bag, Ma Huaizhen picked up her storage bag unceremoniously, turned it over in disgust, and fell upside down.

Maybe it's because her dignified appearance is dangling in the room, it's really unsightly, even Ma Huaizhen can't stand it anymore, he took out a medicine bottle from his sleeve and smashed it into her arms, " Take it out and apply it to heal wounds and scars."

Qiao Wan glanced at the scars on Ma Huaizhen's face, and decided to have reservations about what he said.

"What kind of look are you looking at?" Ma Huaizhen was very dissatisfied, "Don't believe me?"

"Senior, don't you care about this?"

Ma Huaizhen glanced at the bowknot on her head, and threw a firm sentence, "Too ugly."

Ma Huaizhen snorted contemptuously, "Although I don't like your senior sister who acts like a spoiled child all day long, but that doesn't mean I'm not a man."

Ma Huaizhen sneered sullenly, "As long as it's a man, there's no one who doesn't like to see beautiful women, even your senior brother Lu Bihan, he definitely likes to see beautiful women."

As for Qiao Wan's appearance, to be honest, Ma Huai's heart can barely be called a good one, but unfortunately it is not as good-looking as Ru'er.

So, Qiao Wan rolled neatly with the scar medicine Ma Huaizhen gave her.

During her recuperation, the senior brother came to see her once and only let her recuperate.

Mu Xiaoxiao also came once.

Gannan came more frequently.

Now all Kunshan knows that the two of them have a marriage contract, and it seems that there is no need to avoid suspicion.

The young man blinked and looked at Qiao Wan, with a hint of envy in his eyes, "If there is a chance, I also hope to be like a younger sister."

Fearless as she is.

Thinking of this, the young man's eyes dimmed a little.

Although he couldn't tell what happened to Gan Nan, Qiao Wan could barely see the change in the youth's mood, and immediately patted the shoulder to show comfort, and said solemnly, "Then work hard together."

Good friends, let's work together.

However, Keats even came to visit once.

The monk took steady steps, but from the outside, he didn't look like he was injured.

Seeing Qiao Wan, there was a look of unbearable expression on his face, and he put his palms together and recited the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha."

"It's the little monk who's a little clueless about the importance of his actions."

Qiao Wan waved her hand, "Friend Xian is polite, it's inevitable to get some points from this discussion."

"Do you mind if I sit here?" Keats asked, pointing to the small stone bench beside the bed.

"Friend Immortal, please take a seat."

"Actually, since the last time I lost to Immortal Friends, there is one thing that has been bothering Xiao Seng."

Keats looked thoughtful.

Before falling into a coma, the clear and severe "Nie Barrier" seemed to be still ringing in his ears.

His master was handsome and beautiful, and he didn't look like a serious monk at all, but his murderous personality was Keats, and he couldn't help shivering every time he thought of it.

But Shizun has a high status and is still in retreat, so he shouldn't have anything to do with the girl in front of him.

Qiao Wan's last move was vaguely similar to their Zen martial arts.

"Forgive me for taking the liberty, the last move you made that day, my friend, doesn't look like Kunshan martial arts..."

Keats said it very implicitly, and Qiao Wan understood it as soon as he heard it.

Buddhists do not want to reveal their identities.

Qiao Wan thought about it for a while, and her expression suddenly became serious, "To be honest, this trick of mine is indeed not Kunshan martial arts. This trick is called dynamic light wave, which I learned from the book by chance."

Keats: "Move... Photoreceptor?"

Keats thought hesitantly.

Could it be... that he really wanted to go wrong?

No matter how the name sounds, it doesn't sound like the trick used by his master, Venerable Miaofa.

As a result, when Keats walked out of the cave, he still didn't ask what he wanted to ask.

Keats came a few more times in the next few days, each time with something in his hand.

Although I didn't ask what I should ask, but these days, Qiao Wan and Keats have established a little friendship with Keats.

Keats thought, although this girl is a little less qualified, but she has a tough temperament, which is extremely rare, and she can make friends.

In the future, I have to walk in the realm of self-cultivation, and have more friends and friendships.

The monks of the Great Compassion Cliff are better than each other, and they are also more social.

Qiao Wan's small cave house suddenly had two more heads.

She, Keats, and Gannan get together all day, discussing tips and exchanging experiences, like college roommates who go to the study room to study together.

After all, the golden bell hood is a move from the Cliff of Compassion, and it is not easy to spread the word. Keats taught them a trick. The simple version of the golden bell hood can gather energy in the body.

Qiao Wan improved it a bit, gathered her energy in her palm, and called it Iron Sand Palm.

Qiao Wan also taught a few tricks that he knew to express his return.

Gan Nan was abandoned a little bit, but Qiao Wan found sadly that he had good aptitude, abundant spiritual power, and could call wind, rain, and thunder.

As for why it is so wasteful, it is still an unsolved mystery.

The youth also stammered and taught them the two thunder spells and water spells with little confidence.

Looking at this thunder magic formula, I reminded Qiao Wan if he could really make a moving light wave ball and smash it out.

However, the power of lightning is extremely difficult to compress into a ball. After several failed attempts, Qiao Wan finally found a way.

Although the electric ball is a bit crude, it finally works.

Keats: "Have you thought about what to call it?"

Qiao Wan's mind was empty, and she was not quite sure: "I lost... I lost you Lei?"

Generally speaking, it is very second to call out moves.

But if he shouted "Did you Lei Mou" in a vigorous manner, then it would be totally fine, and there was no need to worry about the problem of the middle school, but it was very imposing.

The only thing to worry about may be that it will fill up the hatred in an instant.

The young man ignorantly opened his eyes as clean as colored glaze: "Little sister, although the name of your move is a bit more straightforward, it's easy to understand."

Qiao Wan politely replied: "Thank you."

After sending Keats and Gannan away, Qiao Wan turned out her booklet again.

Biting the pen, Qiao Wan sighed melancholy.

After all, she is also a book-wearing female partner, so why not have a system store, if there is a system store, you can exchange cheats and skills by accumulating points by doing quests, that would be great.

After thinking about it, Qiao Wan buried her head in the booklet and made another note.

Moves: Kunshan has several moves, subtle footwork, uninterrupted light, iron sand palm and Lei Mou.

It may be that God saw it. She was the sadness of being a book-wearing female partner but doing nothing. Soon, Qiao Wan ushered in the first wave of plots since she regained her memory.