Xiao Yifeng closed the door, walked to the table, sat down, and said, "Beauty, why don't you pour me a cup of tea? You haven't seen her for a few days and you can't even do this? Do you want me to train you better?"
Yan Tianqin's face turned red and he picked up the teapot, but Ling'er snatched it away. He poured a cup of tea indiscriminately and handed it to him, saying, "Be careful of choking you to death."
Xiao Yifeng disagreed, picked up the tea, drank it with gusto, and said with a smile: "I choked to death, little beauty, you will have to be a widow."
"Hmph, the eminent monk from Wuxiang Temple didn't accept you. You must have been hiding behind you and cheering," Ling'er said.
"Little beauty, I'm not happy when you say that! I almost came back with my life, why are you hiding behind me?" Xiao Yifeng said angrily.
Yan Tianqin was slightly happy when he heard this, and said cautiously: "Is your trip not going well?"
Knowing that Yan Tianqin wants to know about this trip, after all, she is also a member of the righteous path.
He said with a strange expression: "Beauty, do you want me to say it went well or not?"
Yan Tianqin remained silent.
"This trip went well. We rescued a master who has transcended the tribulation period from Wuxiang Temple. I'm afraid Wuxiang Temple hates us to the core." Xiao Yifeng said.
Hearing this, Yan Tianqin couldn't help but change his face, crossing the tribulation period!
"What? You thief, tell me quickly!" Ling'er couldn't help but be very curious.
"Just call me brother!" Xiao Yifeng teased.
"You! Damn it!" Ling'er said angrily.
Xiao Yifeng saw Yan Tianqin's troubled face and couldn't bear to tease her anymore. I briefly talked about the upcoming trip.
After all, time has passed and the vows made at the beginning have become invalid. The previous actions are no longer a secret.
After listening to Xiao Yifeng's words, Yan Tianqin's eyes flashed with thought and he remained silent.
"Isn't Wuxiang Temple very powerful? Why did you monsters release another master of the Tribulation Stage and Mahayana Stage? It's really abominable!" Ling'er was very dissatisfied with Wuxiang Temple.
Xiao Yifeng said with a proud look on his face: "Hey, I have to remember the first-class merit this time. Isn't it awesome? Yan Meiren, what do you think about this matter?"
Yan Tianqin glanced at him and frowned: "Do you really think that your trip has made a great contribution? I'm afraid that your situation is very dangerous now. If you are not careful, you may die."
Xiao Yifeng secretly thought that Yan Tianqin was worthy of being a high-level person in the sect. He was very quick-witted, unlike a silly girl like Ling'er.
But he pretended to be confused and said: "I wonder what Yan Mei said? I am now a person who has made great contributions to the Star Temple, and I am about to become famous! How can I be in danger?"
Yan Tianqin didn't know if he was being stupid or not, so she glared at him, but still analyzed it in detail for him, and found that he had much the same opinion as Xiao Yifeng and others.
But she also mentioned a point that Xiao Yifeng didn't pay attention to. She said: "Now that the demon clan has lost its troops this time, it will definitely form a grudge with your Star Temple. And you have a problem with them. The saint and the others dare not touch it. I'm afraid that this The account will also be recorded on your head. You have to be more careful in the future."
Xiao Yifeng did this firstly to test Yan Tianqin's mind, and secondly to see if she would hide it from him. However, it seems that she has no harmful thoughts at present.
At that moment, he smiled faintly and said: "What's the matter? The soldiers will stop us, and the water will cover us! It's getting late, beauty, let's go to bed!"
Hearing this, the two women stared at Xiao Yifeng with their eyes widened.
"Why are you looking at me like this? The saint has an order. The room is tense now, so I will sleep with you tonight! I forgot to mention that I will soon be in the middle stage of the golden elixir." Xiao Yifeng said with a smile.
Yan Tianqin and Ling'er trembled in their hearts, and then they remembered that if this lewd thief breaks through in cultivation, wouldn't it mean that he has no limits?
Seeing the frightened expressions on the two women's faces, he smiled and said, "What are you afraid of? It's not like we've never slept together."
As a result, both women sat at the table with wary expressions that night, unable to move to death. Ling'er yawned repeatedly, but held on.
"Don't you two want to sleep at this table tonight?" Xiao Yifeng said with a smile.
Ling'er said dissatisfied: "If you want to sleep, it's you who sleeps. How could it be us?"
Xiao Yifeng joked: "Why should I sleep here? This bed is quite big. It won't be a problem to sleep the three of us. Don't be shy, beautiful lady."
As a result, the two women's faces turned red and they refused to move even to death. Even Yan Tianqin stared at him with resentment, which made Xiao Yifeng quite puzzled.
However, Xiao Yifeng said something fierce. After setting up the formation in the room at nightfall, he still meditated and rested alone in the corner of the room.
In the end, Ling'er became unbearably sleepy. Seeing that Xiao Yifeng made no movement, Yan Tianqin took her back to the bed to rest, while Yan Tianqin slept outside.
The two women pressed each corner of the quilt tightly, guarding against the claws of the devil reaching in again.
Xiao Yifeng didn't know that they were all careful. His spirit had already flown to the Wuxiang Temple, which was an unknown distance away from here, and was operating the sword spirit clone.
As he expected, Wuxiang Temple was busy working on the aftermath, and not many people paid attention to defense.
With the help of his mark, he found the monk who was cleaning up the mess and easily restrained him.
Putting her hand on his forehead, she went through his memories layer by layer, and finally discovered that he just reported it to his master, and he didn't know what happened next.
When the battle was over, the monks were busy cleaning up the mess, and no one asked him in detail. When he reported it, he only said that there was such a mark on his hand for no reason, and did not say that the pair of Taoists he suspected were the ones he suspected. companion.
Xiao Yifeng breathed a sigh of relief, deleted some changes in his memory, and was about to leave when he heard the familiar sentence again: "Amitabha."
Xiao Yifeng turned around with a wry smile, only to see Holy Monk Huixin standing in the open space not far away.
He bowed and said: "This junior has met the holy monk Huixin."
"The news was indeed delivered by you, the donor. Did you come back from this trip to erase his memory?" Huixin said with a smile.
Xiao Yifeng nodded and said: "The holy monk knew this a long time ago, so why are you waiting for me here? I hope the holy monk will forgive me, otherwise my identity will be exposed."
Huixin saluted him solemnly and said, "Thank you for reminding me this time, otherwise Wuxiang Temple may have suffered a bigger setback."
The holy monk Huixin sighed and said: "I received your message before setting off, but after all, I still underestimated the Star Temple. It caused heavy casualties to our Wuxiang Temple. It is really a sin."
Xiao Yifeng also sighed and said: "The Holy Monk is not to blame for this. The Holy Monk has tried his best. There seems to be some panic in the temple. Is there anything missing?"
Huixin took a deep look at him and said with a wry smile: "As you expected, the Saint of the Star Temple not only took away the sea lantern in front of the Buddha, but also picked a mature twelve-grade flower from the merit pool in the temple. Golden Lotus. And she used the elders who were instigated to rebel to disguise the aura of Golden Lotus. It was only then that we discovered this, otherwise it would have been a life-and-death situation."
