Full-time Boyfriend

"Amitabha, I have met two benefactors." Li Fan salutes Chen Xiang and Miao Xinyue.

Chen Xiang and Miao Xinyue also hastened to return the gift.

If you don't think of Cao, Cao will arrive. This heirloom of Huineng Nantong stood in front of his eyes, which really surprised Chen Xiang. He thought that the world was really small.

"I don't know if master fan came here to see this bone relic of the sixth ancestor?" Hong Yi asked. In fact, he was surprised at the arrival of van. This is the Buddha bone of the sixth ancestor of Nantong. It's absolute nonsense to say that the descendants of Nantong don't want to take back the Buddha bone of their ancestors. So first feel each other's intention to see the virtual reality.

"Ah, Amitabha, monks don't talk nonsense. Curator Hong, I came here just for the Buddha bones of my ancestors. I don't know how director Hong got this ancestor's Buddha bone? " The master said a sentence with a smile.

"Here it is Hong Yi was shocked.

"Master Lefan, to tell you the truth, this Buddha bone belongs to a respected elder. He is going to donate it to the country. Hong is just brazenly demanding to show here for a few days. It's not something of Hong. " Hong Yi tells the truth and hopes that he can understand his difficulties and not ask too much.

After hearing Hong Yi's reply, monk fan frowned slightly and soon returned to his original appearance of being a master of Taoism“ Curator Hong, I wonder if you can introduce the owner of this treasure? "

Another monk who was with him broke in and said, "this Buddhist bone relic belongs to Nandun and should be returned to us. No matter who it is, the treasure of our ancestors can't fall into the hands of you mortals. It's a tyranny! "

This is a red faced monk. His eyebrows are like swords, his eyes are like guns, and his temples are bulging high. A wise man can see that he is a master of martial arts.

Liao Fan held the monk beside him and shook his head slightly. He said to Hong Yi, "Amitabha, I'm sorry. My younger martial brother is very upright and doesn't speak properly. Please don't blame curator Hong. But my younger martial brother is right. This relic is a legacy of our ancestors. We hope to see the owner of this treasure and take it back. I wonder if curator Hong can help us? "

"I'm really sorry. Hong promised the owner of this treasure to keep his identity secret. He is an old man and doesn't want to deal with the world. Please forgive me. " Hong Yi looks embarrassed.

When he heard this, his eyes were shining. The momentum on the body instantly spreads out, condenses the air around as if it is a little sticky. Hong Yi, Chen Xiang and others have difficulty breathing.

"So curator Hong is not willing to introduce the owner of this treasure to the poor monk?" Liao Fan's tone suddenly changes. He looks at Hong Yi, Chen Xiang and others with gloomy eyes.

"If you can't see the soft one, you plan to come here. It's really Nanton's style. I don't know if it was the same way that the sixth patriarch used to feed a mouthful of sugar first and then hit a gavel later? " A voice in the fan, the dust behind the ring.

I don't know when three men came up downstairs.

And they are all bareheaded monks in robes!

However, different from the green robes on the bodies of Liao Fan and Liao Chen, they are wearing Khaki robes.

Chen Xiang, Hong Yi and Miao Xinyue are wondering where these monks come from, but Liao Fan talks.

"Well, Chueh yuan. It's you! It's really like flies. You keep following us wherever we go. " At this time, master Lefan had already lost his previous noble demeanor and looked maliciously at the three monks in front of him.

Red face dust even took off half of the monk's robe, revealing his strong upper body and posing an attack posture. He had the posture of "reasoning" when he didn't agree.

"I don't know who the eminent monks are?" When Hong Yi saw that these monks didn't deal with him, he interrupted immediately. I'm kidding. It's a national museum. If these guys smash it here, it's enough to take out anything to lay off.

Chen Xiang is a fearless master. At the moment, he is taking out the mood of watching the drama, watching the excitement with relish.

"Amitabha, the name of Zen Buddhism is Jue yuan. These two are my younger martial brothers, Jue Ming and Jue Kong." Chueh yuan, the monk headed by Hui Pao, gave his name.

"I didn't expect that it was an eminent monk from Beijian. It was disrespectful." Hong Yi is depressed. It's a good spirit but not a bad one. He's afraid of what he wants. Since ancient times, the fight between the South and the north of Zen has been fighting since the Tang Dynasty, but I made the bone relic of the sixth patriarch of Zen. Isn't it the same as pushing yourself to the center of this struggle?

Oh, where is regret medicine in the world? Please give me a bottle. I'm really making trouble for myself. I'm finished this time!

Hong Yi is full of complaints.

"Chueh yuan, there's nothing about your northern spread. The sixth ancestor is my master in Nantong. Buddha bone relic is also our treasure of Nanton. Don't think ill of the Buddha bone relic, or don't blame us for being rude Monk liaofan said very impolitely to the monks in Beijian.

"Don't take anything from the sixth patriarch to cover up your desire to take the relic of the sixth patriarch as your own. Everyone knows that this Buddhist bone relic is an indispensable treasure. You can use it to increase your accomplishments. Why can't we? Baby, you don't understand the truth that the capable have? " Chueh Kong, Chueh yuan's younger martial brother, spat with disdain.

With that, Chueh yuan and Chueh Ming burst into laughter.

This smile made fan lose face. The dust is more can't bear to shout, a palm to feel empty is a "force split Huashan".

"Unruly things!" Chueh yuan sank his waist, took a horse step, and lifted his right elbow up to "pull out the mountains and rivers"!

Two people so you a move, I type of attack.

Their martial arts moves are very hot. Chen Xiang, who is ten meters away, feels strong.

"Stop! Stop it for me. " Hong Yi quit and fight in Laozi's territory. Have you ever asked me if I agree? How do you really bully me. I can't bear it. I don't have to work any longer!

He yelled "stop" and rushed into the middle of the fight.

The left hand "you Feng Lai Yi" buckled Jueyuan's elbow, and the right hand "immortal points the way" shook the dust's iron palm.

"Well?" As soon as Chen Xiang saw that this was a big rhythm, uncle Hong was on the stage, so he couldn't just stand by. He is absorbed in watching the fight in the field. As long as Hong Yi is slightly defeated, he will immediately fight.

The three men were fighting, but instead of stopping, they were getting more and more angry, and the situation was out of control.

"Amitabha, the poor monk also learned the great skill of Beijian!" Seeing that his younger martial brother couldn't take advantage of him, he called out and rushed into the battlefield.

Juekong and Jueming, who were gradually in the north, looked at each other and rushed into the war.

It's just three people fighting to occupy it, and it's just a mixed theory. The green and yellow robes are like egg white and protein mixed in a bowl. It is spinning and blending rapidly, and Hongyi's black Chinese tunic is in the whirlpool, just like a solitary leaf boat struggling to support in the rough waves.

Chen Xiang sees this. Good guy, these monks are really shameless. How can they look like the so-called eminent monks? If you don't agree, you'll fight, and it's still unreasonable "* *", then why are you polite?

Ghost step!

In a flash, Chen Xiang was among the people. He doesn't look at the hawk's claws. He kicks them when he sees people.

"Bang bang!"

In addition to the highest martial arts of the fan, Jueyuan and their own protection of Hong Yi. Liaochen, juekong and Jueming were all directly kicked by Chen Xiang at least three times and flew backwards out of the war.

"Who?"“ Who's sneaking in? "“ Who kicked me? "

The three people who were kicked to fly got up and glared at Chen Xiang.

"Amitabha, I didn't expect there was a young master here. I don't know what to call this promising young man?" Seeing Chen Xiang's outstanding hand, he immediately stops and asks. He didn't want to suffer. Originally, he had a small number of people on his side. Now, with this young man whose martial arts skills are not below his own, his chances of winning are not very good.

Chen Xiang has seen the shamelessness of these monks. He knows that it's useless to reason with them. It's the eternal truth that whose fist is big and who speaks. So he put on a master posture and replied in a loud voice: "the minor skills of the younger generation are not worth mentioning, but this is an important National Museum of cultural relics. Please stop."

Hong Yi also stands beside Chen Xiang and looks curiously at the son of a good friend he has not seen for many years. My heart was filled with emotion. I didn't expect that this boy was so good at Kung Fu when he was young. I can't help but feel happy for my old friends.

Now with Chen Xiang, a master who can compete with fan and Jueyuan, Hong Yi is full of confidence. He laughed and said in a loud voice, "senior monks, I'm a place where martial arts are forbidden. If you have any hatred, please go elsewhere. I'm sorry that the temple can't accommodate you gods, please?" Hong Yi lifts his right hand to see off the guests!

"You... Hum!" He did not expect Hong Yi to be so impolite to himself. Suddenly feel insulted in general, about to attack, but see Chen Xiang up and down with his eyes. He was as calm as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. No way. This boy is unpredictable. He can barely resist his shot just now. Waiyi doesn't have to win if he really wants to fight. It's better to leave this boy alone.

After thinking about it, fan turned his eyes and had an idea.

"Chueh yuan, please remember that you will see it sooner or later! Younger martial brother, let's go. " All put down a cruel words, down the stairs.

When he saw his elder martial brother coming downstairs, he glared at Chen Xiang angrily. Originally quite red face, a hold is red purple. It seems that he was kicked by Chen Xiang. He was so angry that he followed him downstairs.

Jueyuan is also an individual, Chen Xiang's hand is also surprised, he did not dare to make a mistake. Now I see fan Renhui again, so I guess I can't get any advantage from Chen Xiang.

"Amitabha, good, good. Little benefactor, it's enviable that you have such martial arts skills at a young age. I'll just say goodbye. " Chueh yuan left with his two younger martial brothers, Jueming and Chueh Kong.

Such a farce like fighting in Chen Xiang's military deterrence under the hasty end.

However, in a corner where no one has been paying attention, Miao Xinyue is looking at Chen Xiang with cold light in her eyes.

That pair of eyes cold insidious, without any feelings, completely did not have the original pure lovely and watery weak appearance.

"Chen Xiang, you are really not an ordinary person!"