Chapter 368 Dongfang Ming’s abnormality

Seeing Dongfang Ming showing interest, Dongfang Shaobai breathed a little relieved. Since his adoptive father was interested in this aspect, it would be best to follow his adoptive father's words. Anyway, the monk Yijie was indeed very handsome, and he didn't lie, so he said to Dongfang Ming: "Entertainment father, that's it. Although that Yijie was a monk, his lips were red and his teeth were white, his face was like a full moon, his eyebrows were colorful, his eyes were bright stars, his nose was like a hanging gallbladder, and his mouth was like a cherry..."

Dongfang Ming was listening there, but when he heard the last sentence, he suddenly asked: "Is that monk a cherry mouth?"

"Oh! This doesn't seem to be true, it's very stylish anyway, especially with that bald head, she's really shining with the whole body, and you can shine with some sunshine!"

Dongfang Ming became more and more interested in listening: "How tall is he?"

"It should be a little taller than the child."

"Is the skin good?"

Dongfang Ming asked more and more outrageously, and this is not a question that men should ask.

But since he asked, Dongfang Shaobai dared not not answer, so he had to bite the bullet and said, "It's pretty white, and the child can't use words. Although the child is still quite romantic and elegant, if the monk returns to secular life, he will definitely be a handsome man who is a hundred times better than the child, and there is no doubt about it."

Hearing Dongfang Shaobai's words, Dongfang Ming stood up unknowingly and began to pace in the center of the hall.

Whenever Dongfang Ming thought about a problem, he would go back and forth like this. Dongfang Shaobai glanced at his adoptive father's increasingly slim figure and lowered his head. He always felt that the more he looked at his adoptive father, the more he felt it was strange. Especially in recent years, the adoptive father has infinitely developed in the direction of a woman. Dongfang Shaobai always had some strange and shameful thoughts from time to time, and he would blush when he thought about it.

Dongfang Ming walked for a while and sat next to Dongfang Shaobai and said to him: "Shaobai, my father's shoulders are a little sore, come and pinch it."

Dongfang Shaobai agreed and came behind Dongfang Ming. His long hair was pulled to his chest by Dongfang Ming. Dongfang Shaobai slowly pinched his shoulders from behind.

Dongfang Ming's neck was white and slender, and a little shoulder part was exposed at the collar of the light red robe. It was smooth and round, and there was no sign of the man's hard lines. Dongfang Shaobai squeezed it behind it and couldn't help swallowing a gentle saliva.

Dongfang Ming smiled at the corner of his mouth and said to Dongfang Shaobai: "That monk Yijie snatched Ning Wanjun, and you also jealous of him in your heart. Why do you pretend to congratulate your adoptive father? Let's say there are many new members of the Wulin League?"

Dongfang Shaobai couldn't help but sweat on his forehead, but he didn't dare to reach out to wipe it. He had to say, "Although the child was jealous of him, this is Butterfly Valley, which is the world of the adopted father. Once the trumpet arrives here, I believe that there will naturally be an adoptive father to make the decision for the child, so the child is not worried that the trumpet will run away."

Dongfang Ming leaned back to make it easier for Dongfang Shaobai to pinch it.

"Don't be too happy too early. Since Shaolin has been rated as a third-class sect, after Yijie comes to Butterfly Valley, it is not the final decision of the adoptive father alone. Zhao Wuji and the elders all know that I decided Shaolin as a cult. They will definitely support Shaolin in joining the alliance, so the adoptive father is not absolutely sure about this and can keep Shaolin out of the door."

Dongfang Shaobai didn't say anything. Zhao Wuji was the deputy leader of the Wulin League. Dongfang Ming's opponent. Most of the elders had a good relationship with Zhao Wuji, but they were not very interested in Dongfang Ming, the sarcastic leader.

No matter what Dongfang Ming does, he must obey this matter unconditionally.

"Since you have come, the elders will also support you. The adoptive father decided to observe this precept first to see what kind of person he is and whether he can be used by the adoptive father. If possible, it is best to pull him to our side and let those elders who are stinging in the inside and the Zhao surnamed shoot themselves in the foot."

"If the adoptive father is wise and does not blame Yijie for this, he will definitely be grateful to the adoptive father and will obey the adoptive father from then on."

Hearing a hint of displeasure in Dongfang Shaobai's words, Dongfang Ming covered his mouth and chuckled: "Boy, don't you know what you are thinking? Are you just thinking about the revenge of Ning Wanjun being robbed? He is a monk, what are you so worried about doing?"

After seeing through Dongfang Ming's thoughts, Dongfang Shaobai said embarrassedly: "The child also hates him."

"Don't be too anxious. This is also a preliminary idea for the adoptive father. If the swearing is not the material that can be made, then the adoptive father will definitely try his best to prevent him from joining the alliance. Even if he joins the alliance, the adoptive father will find an opportunity to get rid of him. So you can rest assured."

"Thank you for your adoptive father!"

When Dongfang Shaobai heard that there was still a turning point, he was immediately overjoyed.

"No need to thank you, I've been slapped well these days."

"Yes, don't worry, adoptive father."

Dongfang Shaobai increased his strength on his hands and kept pinching Dongfang Ming's shoulders. From his perspective, Dongfang Ming's clothes occasionally moved, and he could even see his adoptive father's chest with a white and red skin slightly raised to his chest. It seemed that last time it was really not his own illusion. Although his adoptive father's breasts were not big, they were really different from men.

Even Dongfang Shaobai often wonders what kind of pretty he would look like if his adoptive father really wore women's clothes.

Holding up the strange thoughts in his heart, Dongfang Shaobai worked hard to massage Dongfang Ming's shoulders and tried to plead for Chen Xiao.

But before he could say a few words, Dongfang Ming suddenly started to cough.

"Entertainment Father, what's wrong with you?"

After coughing continuously for a long time, Dongfang Ming stopped a little, reached out to cover his mouth, and there was a trace of black ink blood inside.

Dongfang Shaobai was so scared that he was completely out of his mind. No matter what his adoptive father was, this was his biggest backer in the world. Without Dongfang Ming, Dongfang Shaobai was just an ordinary innate middle stage, and he definitely did not have the glory of today's young leader.

So he is not afraid of anyone who has any accidents, but Dongfang Ming must not be in trouble.

"I'm fine, the more blood you vomit, the better..."

Dongfang Ming said that it was okay, but his voice suddenly became thicker, and it had become the voice of the adoptive father that Dongfang Shaobai was familiar with before, with a somewhat neutral voice.

"Entertainment Father, your voice!?"

Dongfang Ming did not speak anymore, his face was gloomy and glared at Dongfang Shaobai fiercely. His meaning was already very clear, that is, Dongfang Shaobai was not allowed to speak nonsense after he went out.

With the light red robe sleeves swung, Dongfang Ming turned around and left, walked directly past the screen, and went to his mysterious bedroom, leaving Dongfang Shaobai with a slim back.

At noon on the seventh day of the September 19th, the Golden Eagle arrived ten miles away from Butterfly Valley and began to hover and land.

After a week of hard work, Huo Yuan's skill has once again made a small jump. Compared to a week ago, his internal strength has increased by about one fifth.

You know, this is just a week of cultivation, and Huo Yuan is already in the innate realm. It is a miracle to make such great progress.

Huo Yuanzhen is much more proficient in mastering the illusion.

It was originally planned to come on the eighth day of the September 19th day, but Huo Yuanzhen thought that the annual Wulin League was re-ranked on the ninth day of the September 19th day of the September 19th day, and he was isolated and helpless. He would rather go there earlier to see if he could meet some sects that could be exchanged and strive to obtain the support of several alliances.

Huo Yuan really had some plans in his mind. Two major forces in Butterfly Valley, one is the leader of the alliance led by Dongfang Ming, and the other is the deputy leader of the alliance led by Zhao Wuji.

Now the demon Dongfang Ming must have to deal with him. Although Huo Yuanzhen has many methods, he thinks he is probably not Dongfang Ming's opponent.

If you want to fight against Dongfang Ming, you are afraid that you will strive to join Zhao Wuji's side.

Unfortunately, Guo Yan is capricious and wants to kill him, otherwise with his recommendation, this time will definitely be much smoother.

Without recommendation, Huo Yuanzhen is now needed to come here to recommend himself.

So he came on the seventh day of the ninth lunar month, and he practiced for a day, so he still made great efforts to join Shaolin.

Walk slowly towards Butterfly Valley, and walk about one mile away, you can see the open square in front of Butterfly Valley.

As the location of the leader of the martial arts world, the Butterfly Valley gate is very large. Martial arts people often come here on weekdays, and some cars and horses also need to be parked in the place.

Now it is the annual Wulin League ranking, and there are traffic in front of Butterfly Valley. All the White Dao sects gather together, and the momentum is much greater than that of other martial arts gatherings.

Just like the parking lot in front of a high-end hotel in later generations, the vehicles themselves are a competition, and the square in front of Butterfly Valley is similar.

Various BMW horses are common, and various magnificent horses and carriages are everywhere. Some strange people in the world even use other animals to pull carts. Huo Yuanzhen saw some camels, some bison pulling carts with carts, and even one carriage with a huge horse monkey, who was grinning there, and I don’t know who got it.

The worst thing is to try to dress uniformly and ride horses of the same color, at least they look good.

Those who come walking like Huo Yuanzhen are really unique.

When they walked, they naturally did not attract attention. From time to time, fast horses passed by each other. Those people glanced at Huo Yuanzhen and directly ignored it selectively.

Apart from being good-looking, this monk is nothing extraordinary.

Huo Yuanzhen didn't care what others thought, so he just kept walking towards the door of Butterfly Valley.

Now, in order to develop their own power, Dongfang Ming and Zhao Wuji have absorbed many sects into the alliance and attracted them to their own command. Each sect that joins the alliance will bring many disciples, so the square is now full of people.

There are four registration places ahead, divided into first-class sects to last-class sects. Huo Yuanzhen found the registration places for third-class sects and was about to walk over.

At this time, someone suddenly shouted behind his back: "The person in front is the abbot of Shaolin's Yijie?"

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