"Master is so awesome!" Xiao Fan clapped hard with stars in his eyes, looking like a child watching a monkey, with his innocent eyes showing excitement.

Hearing Xiao Fan's voice, Taixu finally relaxed. With the strength of his hands, he fell softly on the bed.

"Are you sick? You ran to my room to scare me if you didn't sleep in the middle of the night! You think I'm living too long, right?" Taixu was furious and furious after he recovered.

"Master, what's the name of the move you just posted on the wall?" Xiao Fan turned a deaf ear to Taixu's roar and asked with great enthusiasm.

"Gebone's wall-walking skills..."

"What can you do if you can jump directly from the bed to the wall?" Xiao Fan was very curious in the middle of the night.

Taixu said angrily: "The dog is anxious and still jumps over the wall. Why can't I jump? "

"It makes sense..."

"Why did you come to my room in the middle of the night?"

"Appreciate the Master's sleeping position..."

"Ah?" Taixu covered his chest, his face full of horror.

“…By the way, please help me.”

Taixu said angrily: "Are you sick? What are you going to do in the middle of the night?"

"Return to the Yan Prince's Mansion in Beiping, save one person, and kill another person."

Taixu shivered all over and tears suddenly came to his eyes: "I beg you, can you not be so shameless? I just took the poison and hadn't rinse my mouth yet. Do you have the heart to see me, an old man who was seriously injured in his twilight years, enter the dangerous tiger and wolf land again?"

"Master is humble again. He climbed the wall so neatly, and he didn't seem to be seriously injured..."

Bang!

Taixu simply poured onto the bed, moaning moaning in a tone that was about to be long before life: "I am so weak, so weak..."

"Master, help me with my disciple."

"You go to find your master. He is very idle and his martial arts are better than me. What's more important is that he is less afraid of death than me. He has told me countless times that life is too boring. As the saying goes, the birthday boy eats arsenic and he is tired of living. If you have any death, just look for him..."

Xiao Fan said carefully: "...But, you are the one who eats arsenic by the birthday boy. Have you forgotten?"

"ah?"

Xiao Fan stretched out his two fingers: "Eat twice in a row, for fear that he would not die fast enough, I think you are less afraid of death..."

"...get out! Get out for Master Dao! Get away!" Taixu gritted his teeth.

The master refused to help, so he had to find his uncle.

The master was obviously much more kinder than the master.

"It's easy to say to save someone, kill another person, save someone, but I never kill anyone, Amitabha Buddha..." Zhang Sanfeng said very calmly.

Xiao Fan said anxiously: "Master, the person you want to kill is a monk..."

“So what?”

"Since ancient times, monks and Taoists are not in harmony! Monks should be killed by us Taoists..." Xiao Fan tried to start from the religious aspect.

"Nonsense! Monks are also creatures, how can they kill them indiscriminately? I am a practitioner of Taoism, not an assassin."

"Master, this monk is not a good person! He is a flower monk who specializes in seducing good women from a good family!"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Sanfeng showed an envious look and sighed in a low voice: "...Am I a fellow disciple! I am not alone."

When Xiao Fan was suffocated, he suddenly remembered that this master was not a pure-minded person, and he might have miscalculated his writing about his lifestyle.

"What's even more excessive is that he scolded us Taoism, saying that we Taoist priests are a group of geniuses who only know how to pretend to be a god and do not know how to practice..."

Zhang Sanfeng's face finally changed slightly. It seemed that this sentence touched his reverse scale. He took a deep breath and said a long chant: "Amitabha Buddha, if you do not accumulate virtue in your mouth, the Three Pure Daojun will punish him. I will not be angry."

"He also said that we Taoist priests are scum of monks..." Xiao Fan said coldly.

"I... don't be angry!"

"He also said that the title of "Tongwei Xianshi Zhenren" that was granted by the late emperor was a false reputation, and was obtained by flattery."

"I... don't be angry!" Zhang Sanfeng's elegant face twitched a little.

"He even called us Taoist priests all miscellaneous..."

"I... I'm not angry!"

"He called you a bull's nose..."

Zhang Sanfeng was shocked and was puzzled by this new nickname that was obviously not a complimentary word.

"What is a bull's nose?"

Xiao Fan hurriedly moved a bronze mirror into the house and placed it in front of Zhang Sanfeng. He pinched the bun on his head fixed with branches in his hand, and gently lifted it up, like an old cow with a nose penetrated the branch and was led away by someone.

Seeing Zhang Sanfeng's face gradually becoming ashen after he realized it, Xiao Fan said carefully: "Like this... it's a bull's nose."

Zhang Sanfeng was so angry that he trembled all over, pursing his lips tightly, and not saying a word for a while.

Xiao Fan stomped his feet heavily and used his trump card: "...The monk said he wanted to sleep with all the female Taoist priests in the world! Master, you are not even angry with this, you are simply not a man!"

Zhang Sanfeng is the man among men.

He finally broke out in silence, rose up, laughed a few times, and then he gritted his teeth and said, "Damn bald donkey, how dare you fight against me! What's that monk's name?"

Xiao Fan bowed and smiled flatteringly: "Daoyan, the dead bald donkey is named Daoyan..."

"Daoyan bald donkey, die! Master is my master!"
Chapter completed!