Lin Shixian bit her lips and looked at the big boy in front of her.

Seriously.

At this moment.

Zhao Qingchan in her eyes was really handsome.

At this moment.

Whether it is the land gods of the Great Qin Immortal Dynasty or the countless young talents, they are not as charming as the men in her eyes.

Those promises that were stronger than love words melted her seemingly tenacious heart.

Zhao Qingchan also slowly hugged her waist, patted her little head with her hand, and whispered: "Maybe you don't know, I have loved to lie since I was a child and have also told lies for the rest of my life."

"I don't need to be lying, I always come from the corner."

"But you have to believe me."

"Believe what I said."

"Every word I just said to you is a decisive promise."

"Don't worry about whether I will die."

"Because I will definitely do what I want to do, and the land gods can't stop me."

At this time.

Zhao Qingchan looked at her face with pear blossoms and smiled confidently: "Do you believe it?"

"I believe it."

At this moment.

In Lin Shixian's heart, thousands of words turned into these two words.

She also closed her eyes, her heart beating and waiting for that moment.

Zhao Qingchan’s lips outlined a soft smile, but she just kissed her forehead gently and said, “Today is the day to promise you. When I fulfill my promise, you can’t refuse.”

Lin Shixian opened her eyes in surprise, bit her lip and said, "You may not be able to beat me at that time."

"Don't worry, I believe that by then, you will come up by yourself..."

"Phoa, thief."

"Really, I won't lie to you."

"Get out." Lin Shixian blushed with gritted teeth and pushed her bare hands.

Click.

"Oh, damn."

Plop.

Zhao Qingchan stepped on the tiles and fell directly into the house, smashing a bunch of books.

For a moment.

Smoke and dust are everywhere.

Lin Shixian flew nervously from the hole on the roof, and saw him get up and patting Hui and scolding: "Who did this damn build the Sutra Pavilion? Is the quality of the tiles cut corners?"

"Ahem."

A sudden sound rang.

This second.

Zhao Qingchan was stunned.

Lin Shixian was stunned at first, then turned into a ray of blue smoke.

because,

Taoist Yuxu was squatting in the corner and drawing circles. There was dust all around him. He coughed and beat the two of them, haha, and didn't know what to say.

Um.

Taoist Yuxu left at the beginning.

But where else can he go besides the Sutra Pavilion?

But who would think?

His junior nephew is too slutty.

I slept a little while ago at night, and I looked at the moon on the roof of the Sutra Loft with my sister.

For a moment.

Taoist Yuxu didn't dare to leave, for fear that Lin Shixian, who was also a half-step master, would notice him.

Zhao Qingchan looked at the uncle in front of him, and he clenched his fists with gritted teeth and strode forward.

"Qingchan, what are you doing?"

"Do you still want to deceive your master and destroy your ancestors?"

"What's more, where do you want to hide from the uncle?"

"Uncle Master is responsible for guarding the Sutra Library. I have given you the entire Sutra Library compound. Where do you want me to go?"

However,

Zhao Qingchan just gritted his teeth and helped him stand up, patted the dust on his body, and said, "Uncle Yuxu, you didn't hear anything, did you?"

"No, I didn't hear anything. Your uncle's ears are not effective at all." Taoist Yuxu buckled his ears and shook his head and said, "Hey, I'm old and useless. I'm leaving."

"Okay, I remember what Uncle Master said, otherwise I will remember clearly what you call Master Zhang..."

Taoist Yuxu's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly grabbed his hand: "Cyan'er, some words cannot be said randomly, otherwise you are not afraid that your uncle will get old, but your master will be knocked into Alzheimer's disease?"

"Yes, you can't say something randomly." Zhao Qingchan threw a look.

"Don't worry, don't worry, uncle promises not to talk nonsense."

"Ao, then uncle, go to bed quickly."

"Well, Uncle Master's legs are indeed numb, it's time to go back to bed."

Taoist Yuxu walked out with his old waist. When he arrived at the door, he suddenly turned around and said, "Can'er, do you usually flirt with female heroes in the world?"

"You teach the teacher uncle, but the teacher uncle actually has an old love..."

Bang.

The figure disappeared.

Shoes smashed on the door frame.

Taoist Yuxu shouted from a distance: "If you have time to teach the teacher, you will be able to support you for so many years, but you don't know how to repay me?"

Zhao Qingchan rolled her eyes so much that she was so angry that she picked up her shoes and put them on. She ran outside to find Lin Shixian.

The two looked at each other again.

Unfortunately, the atmosphere just now has disappeared, and both of them have awkward words on their faces.

Brother Chan was so angry.

Who built this Sutra Library?

One hole is one, and I really hit the big secret spy on the top of the Forbidden City?

Lin Shixian pursed her lips, looked around at the night sky, and coughed lightly, "Well, you should have a guest room in Wudang Mountain, right?"

"What?"

"My Wudang Mountain is the smallest sect in the four major rivers and lakes. There are no guest rooms. I have a small courtyard, which is quite large. I will take you to Kangkang." Zhao Qingchan took her hand and left.

What room?

Wudang Mountain is so small and so broken that even the roof tiles are not strong, and there is a fart room.

Lin Shixian looked at the little man in front of her and smiled slightly.

Having said that.

Zhao Qingchan’s courtyard is between the Sutra Library and the back mountain of Wudang.

Not big.

But it's not small either.

There are only two rooms in the yard, one of which is used to cook by yourself.

Brother Chan definitely doesn’t know how to master the kitchen.

Of course, the two of them would still stay in the same room.

only.
To be continued...