The man in gouache clothes dodged sideways, leaned back, walked like a snake, and his sleeves flew up to avoid the blow.
When the monks nearby saw this, they all avoided it and started talking.
"What's going on?! Why did the fight suddenly start?!"
"It seems that Miss Jiang has met an enemy? They didn't agree with each other and drew their swords at each other. Miss Jiang has some of the demeanor of our sword cultivators!"
"Nonsense, this is clearly the way our sword cultivators draw their swords!"
"Hey, this isn't the key. You see, this man's appearance is outstanding, and he can even compare to the top female cultivators on the immortal sect list. Why can't he think about offending the medical cultivators?"
"Yes, the one who offended is the medical fairy's daughter! Miss Jiang helps the world and saves people, she is compassionate, how could she turn against others! Did he do something!"
At the right time, Jiang Su saw that Kusha didn't kill Chen Zeshen with a single blow, so he suddenly stood up, propped up the table with one hand and turned it over, calling Kusha back under his palm.
Suddenly he grasped the handle of the knife with five fingers and slashed at Chen Zeshen himself.
"Miss Jiang, you and I have not seen each other for seven days. Why do you miss me so much when we meet again."
Chen Zeshen lives in a symbiotic relationship with the locust tree, and his cultivation level is already higher than that of Jiang Su. He is more than capable of dealing with this girl who has never practiced swordsmanship.
Jiang Su Leng stared at the man's neck, and if she could cut him off with one strike, she would win.
Although she didn't know the reason why Chen Zeshen appeared in the Southern Territory, she could figure it out based on his previous actions of building dungeons, mechanisms, and formations.
This man is a big dark mine!
The whole person has become flexible and adaptable due to the living environment in his childhood. His bright appearance and clever mind cannot cover up the darkness in his heart. He is extremely good at concealing his true emotions. He is not showy when he is strong, but can make him lose face when he is weak.
I also like to play with high-intelligence things and catch turtles in a urn, and then I hide in the secret room and watch everything quietly.
Isn't this a big landmine? Whoever steps on it will be unlucky!
Jiang Su stepped on it!
"Chen Zeshen, why aren't you dead yet? Why did the emperor of Jing Dynasty keep you like this useless thing until today?"
Jiang Su didn't believe that he was doing things under Chu Lin's nose, and that the darker mine man wouldn't know.
If you don't turn around, you can snitch on the emperor, fish for law enforcement, and prepare to take down the evil force Chen Zeshen.
The girl kept her feet on her feet, frantically chasing Chen Zeshen and slashing him, her movements unstructured.
"Whoosh - whoosh whoosh -" it was the ancient rusty hatchet that made the wind sound.
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 a flash in the pan before was the only thing that remained in his memory.
Jiang Su calmed down and stood in the center of the hall. The monks who were watching the show had already hid in the courtyard of the medical center and stuck their heads out to eat melon.
She let go of Suicide and let it float in the air.
He suddenly made fists with his hands and crossed them on his chest. The next moment, the five fingers were stretched straight, and the eight needles were tightly clamped between the fingers.
The eight needles with exactly the same appearance are longer than a finger and thicker than an embroidery needle. Their color is darker than ordinary silver needles. If the sun hadn't happened to hit the needles, you wouldn't have been able to tell that they were silver.
Jiang Su threw his 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 the needle penetrated his shoulder. He ducked and fluttered his sleeves to resist, and the needle went straight up to the top of his head.
The beautiful man, who was originally calm and carefree in his movements, suddenly felt tense, and the expression on his face became serious.
Jiang Su still stood quietly in the middle of the hall. She was clearly looking up to this person who was taller than herself, but the expression on her face was like a god looking down on all living beings.
The sound of men hitting each other like jade stones sounded again, and every word uttered between the lips and teeth seemed to be filled with lingering affection:
"Miss Jiang, please spare me."
Chen is also a poor man who just escaped from the tiger's mouth. When he was in danger, he remembered that there was a close friend like you on the south bank of the Yangtze River, so he came to look for you. "
"Why are you going to use a knife or an acupuncture right now? Considering the relationship between you and me, we should prepare some wine and food at this time and have a good time in the courtyard to reminisce about the past."
Chen Zeshen stepped back one after another. He was unarmed and fought with his bare hands and fists. After being forced into the corner, he kicked the wall violently and turned over.
The next second, he suddenly jumped in front of Jiang Su, holding a folding fan in his hand.
Jiang Su quickly and subconsciously took a few steps back to the table.
Chen Zeshen smiled at the girl. In his peach blossom eyes, the lake surface was rippling, the bamboo boat was pressing on it, and the willow branches were hitting the shore.
The hand holding the folding fan stretched out behind him, and the folding fan made a "squeaking" sound. The long needle struck at the right time and just flew over the fan surface. There was another "squeaking" sound, and the folding fan was retracted.
The long needle was caught in the gap between the fan bones.
"Miss Jiang——"
"Chen won by luck."
He put the folding fan against Jiang Su's chin and lifted it slightly.
The two looked at each other.
The girl in green clothes has sharp eyebrows, but her eyes are sweet and sugar-coated. Her thin body leans back, leaning slightly on the table, holding her back with one hand.
The man in the gouache gown has a face as beautiful as a crown jewel, his peach-blossom eyes are deep and dark, and his frivolous appearance carries with him a sense of romance.
The sword repairers, sword repairers, talisman repairers, and law repairers who were watching the show all took a breath of cold air.
"nice one……"
"...A talented man and a beautiful woman?" one person answered.
The man quickly shook his head again, "No, it's... the green bamboo branches are broken, and the peach blossoms bloom in winter."
The person who answered didn't understand, so he curled his lips and said, "What kind of words are you talking about? You think you are a talisman cultivator."
"...Yes, I am Fu Xiu..."
The atmosphere suddenly stiffened.
The two male cultivators also looked at each other...
Pulling out the sword, the yellow talisman followed and stuck to the sword.
"Come on, come out and fight, little Fu Xiu, see if I don't beat you to death!"
"Who is afraid of whom, you poor man!"
The two people hugged each other and left the Yusu Hall.
"..."
At this time, Jiang Su didn't feel the ambiguity between the two at all.
She felt that her brain was going to explode. The specific voice in the sea of consciousness was as follows:
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly
"Where does this little bitch come from, teasing Su Su here!"
"Although this man is elegant and well-mannered, his words...may not be a good man. Su Su should think carefully."
"Look at the water flowing in the river, Suwazi is about to be humped by this big white pig!"
"Ahem, this young master is handsome and the two of them are a good match. If the misunderstanding with Su Su is resolved, it won't be..."
Five elderly consciousnesses expressed their opinions one after another. In her mind, some were scorning CP, some were scolding the world, and some were looking for her father.
Jiang Su rolled her eyes subconsciously, raised her hand and moved Chen Zeshen's fan to her ear, pressed hard on the man's exposed chest, and pushed him away.
He turned around and sat back behind 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 Jingxin pills, take them if you are in urgent need, decide by yourself."
The next second, both doors of the clinic were closed, and the barrier rose.
"Okay... tell me, City Master Chen. What do you want from me?"
