Lin Bao asked back: "He knows your master is dead?"

Lin Zixian thought for a while and replied, "Shouldn't you know?"

Lin Bao sneered: "Will you get married? If you find a suitable opportunity, you will say that your master is coming to visit. Your master is still in his twenties older than Su Yi, and he is also considered his senior in the world. No matter how arrogant he is, he will have to come out to greet him, right?"

Lin Zixian's eyes lit up, "Good idea, old man, you are so bad, okay! Just do that." As soon as he finished speaking, he thought of something and asked weakly: "Old man, the master has been dead for so many years. Is it a bit too immoral to move him out and cheat him? If the master knows it underground...then, you know."

Lin Bao cursed in a tone of regret, "Is it better to be immoral than to let the enemy kill him? Besides, it's all a family. What's wrong with using a name? Your master is not that dissatisfied. If your master knows that he can still contribute to his disciples after his death, he might be very happy."

"Uh..." Lin Zixian was sweating profusely, and found that the old man was much more sinister than himself. He was usually only unethical to outsiders, but the old man didn't even let him go, so he had to be more careful in the future. Thinking of it, he said, "Old man, if Su Yi knew that I had deceived him, would he kill me?"

"I'm worried about it all. Even those three old monsters can Amitovo. You're not even more hateful than those three old monsters. Then how much failure do you have in life?"

Lin Zixian thought about it, and he felt good about himself, "Okay, that's it, I'll hang up the phone."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Zixian shook his head with a cigarette in his mouth, and found that the old man was a little irresponsible, and he was really sitting by the side to watch the fun.

Little did he know that this was all his own trouble. Lin Bao was indeed worried about Lin Zixian's safety before. Because Lin Zixian's strength was indeed too different from that of the old monster, he invited the backing king and Sai Pan'an to come out to protect him secretly.

If Lin Zixian didn't tell Lin Bao that he had what the blood clan wanted, Lin Bao might still be like this. After learning that Lin Zixian had chips in his hand and had no chance of life, Lin Bao immediately let go and watched coldly, and continued to let the kid fight alone.

Of course, Lin Zixian didn't know that Lin Bao was thinking about this. After pinching the cigarette butt for a while, he called Xiaodao again.

It's still here, but it's eight o'clock in the evening, so many people are not yet asleep. However, Xiaodao, who was still in the wedding, has already washed up early and rushed onto the bed. He also dragged Liu Tiantian onto the bed, and tried to do that with Liu Tiantian.

He looked a little anxious, but his erotic look didn't look like a man who was used to seeing the romantic, but he really found the taste of eating the marrow in Liu Tiantian.

During this period, he was pestering Liu Tiantian every day, like a pug. Liu Tiantian said that he would never go west. His virtue made Lei Xiong and Zhang Meili even scold Xiaodao for being useless when they saw it. As for looking for flowers and asking about Liu outside, it was meaningless to Xiaodao and it had become an old calendar.

"Be honest and watch TV, in two days." Liu Tiantian grabbed Xiaodao's hand, twisted his arm, and pushed it aside. Yue Yue had already given instructions to her daughter in sexual intercourse, so Liu Tiantian was quite controlful in this regard.

The little knife was so painful that it sounded "Oh", but he turned around and came over with a stern face, and said with a smile: "Tiantian, TV is not as good as you." He touched Liu Tiantian's snow-white thighs again.

Bang! Liu Tiantian opened his hand and said angrily and funnyly: "If it doesn't work, it won't work. The time hasn't come yet. I'll say it in two days."

Xiaodao immediately got up, knelt on the bed, pressed his head against the quilt, and shouted sadly: "Oh my God! There is no such thing. You can even cut off time in this matter. You are making a sin." As he said that, he turned around and showed a ruthless look, "Liu Tiantian, this is what you forced me. I will go outside tomorrow to find ten or eight ladies."

Liu Tiantian sneered, looking fearless, "If you have the guts, try it. Don't think about getting into my bed again."

Xiaodao gritted his teeth, but in the end he fell on the bed weakly, lifted up the quilt and covered his head, and roared in the quilt: "Sleep!"

Unfortunately, the sky did not follow the wishes of others. The cell phone on the bedside table rang, and one hand stretched out from the quilt, touched the phone, and covered it in the quilt and answered it. He shouted unhappily: "Which bastard can sweep my joy!"

"You *** want to die, are you?" Lin Zixian's voice came from the phone.

"Uh..." Xiaodao's head came out of the quilt when answering the phone. He looked at the name of the caller, and immediately leaned on the head of the bed, laughed and said, "Brother Xian, why is it you?"

When Liu Tiantian, who was wearing pajamas and watching TV, heard that it was Lin Zixian, she immediately came over and put her head over to eavesdrop.

Xiaodao was worried that Lin Zixian would say something private when he called at this time. There were some ups and downs in the matter. Xiaodao didn't want his family to get in, so he wanted to get out of bed and throw his wife away. Liu Tiantian immediately grabbed his neck, glared at him, and refused to let him go.

Xiaodao was not polite, and he was not rude to come and did not impolite him. His idle hand touched Liu Tiantian's nightgown again, but was twisted out by Liu Tiantian again, grinning in pain.

"You guy took the wrong medicine, right? Just scold me?" Lin Zixian was very upset.

Xiaodao smiled dryly and said, "Sorry, sorry, brother, I'm holding my breath and having nowhere to vent, so I didn't look at the caller ID."

"Who messed with you again?" Lin Zixian asked.

Xiaodao sighed, "Brother Xian, don't mention it. Speaking of it, tears flowed into your stomach. Marrying a wife and going home is like not marrying her. She is simply a widow."

"**, why are you angry with me when you are unhappy with sex? Put the matter in your crotch aside, I have something to look for you."

"Haha, isn't this complaining to you? What's the matter?"

Lin Zi made a speech back to the point of preaching: "Help me get some explosives, and send them to Shaolin Temple for high intensity."

Xiaodao's eyes lit up, "You want to blow up Shaolin Temple? Did those bald donkeys mess with you? Why don't you call me such a fun thing?"

"Your three-legged cat can't afford to play the skills. I ask you, can you deliver it tomorrow during the day?"

"No problem! I'll send it here in person."

"You don't need to be personally. Just arrange someone to deliver it. I won't show up, I will ask someone to take over. That's it, don't delay."

The two of them discussed the details and hung up the phone.

"Shaolin Temple..." Xiaodao muttered as he touched his chin, grinned and laughed, twisted away from Liu Tiantian's hand, jumped out of bed, took off his pajamas, and began to wear clothes in scatteredly. It seemed that he had forgotten his wife after he had something else.

Liu Tiantian said a little unhappy: "Where are you going?"

"Didn't you hear it all? Help Brother Xian get explosives."

"Brother Xian said that you can't afford to play, just ask someone to do it. Don't go to join in the fun. If you dare to be disobedient, don't think about getting into my bed in the future."

"I understand." Xiaodao threw a sentence and ran away in a hurry. As soon as he went out, he immediately shook his hand disdainfully, "Hair is long and short, but women's opinions. A man is naturally a man who is a real man, so how can he have a love for his children and a hero be short of his breath?"

This guy really listened to his wife when he got out of bed, but he might not be able to listen. He might have been so tired during this period that he ran out and got into a car. He drove away and drove quickly...

The next day, Jueyun followed Deping to deliver breakfast. When he left, Lin Zixian chased him out and pulled Jueyun aside and muttered for a while.

As noon approached, an off-road vehicle suddenly rushed down from the highway and rushed into the woods under the highway.

As soon as the car was turned off, he wore sunglasses, a short-sleeved knife in a floral suit, T-shirt, and jumped out, and yawned and stretched.

Lin Zixian didn't let this guy come, but he still ran over itchy, and he drove for more than ten hours overnight to long distances, which was cheap.

After doing a few chest expansion exercises, Xiaodao walked around the car and observed the surroundings while walking. Seeing that nothing happened, he raised his feet and patted the mud on his leather shoes. He walked to the grass beside him and rubbed it. Then he jumped onto the hood, sat on the roof of the car, took out a cigarette and lit it, and looked around in the smog.

Halfway through the smoke, Xiaodao suddenly hooked his sunglasses to his nose, rolled his eyes and looked at a monk walking sneakily in the woods.

The monk was wearing a cassock with bare shirtlessness. He looked so cool and looked fierce. Xiaodao admired him very much and watched him slowly approaching.

Of course, the monk was Jueyun. He walked to the front of the car and looked at the little knife on the roof for a while. Jueyun clasped his eyes and said, "Amitabha, is the donor here to deliver things?"

Xiaodao stabbed his finger back into his sunglasses, jumped out of the car with a cigarette, circled around Jueyun, and asked, "Are you a crazy monk who came to pick up things?"

"Amitabha, is it me, did the donor bring it?"

Seeing that the other party was not concerned about the elegant title of the "crazy monk", Xiaodao twitched his mouth, "Of course, things were brought, and the master would not return empty-handed."

After saying that, he waved, walked to the back of the car and opened the trunk, moved out a large cardboard box, put it on the ground and opened it, pulled out the shock-proof foam board inside, and raised a tree stump.

Jueyun took it into his hand and felt it heavy. He hugged it and looked at it, and asked, "Is it this thing?"

"Yes." Xiaodao nodded, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and said politely: "Master, do you smoke?"

Jueyun was really not polite. He put down the tree stump, took the cigarette and put it in his hand, quickly put it in his mouth, and signaled the knife to get angry.

Xiaodao was shocked. This monk was really smoking! He immediately took out his lighter and lit it for him.

"It is rare to see such a free and easy monk. The master looks so powerful and extraordinary. He is worthy of being a famous Shaolin disciple in the world. I admire you very much, admire you, and admire you!" Xiaodao clasped his fists and flattered him.

Jueyun was immediately unhappy. How could he bring honor to Shaolin? He squinted his eyes: "Wrong, I am a disciple of the Emei Sect, not a disciple of Shaolin." (To be continued. Please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!)
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