After Becoming the Stand-in for the White Moonlight: 99|Stew yourself in an iron pot

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She had an ominous premonition in her heart.

Qiao Wan's heartbeat was pounding.

If he hadn't caught up this time, Cen Qingyou might have run off the road and never returned! !

He hates the world.

The warm blood on Qiao Wan's fingertips fell drop by drop, and was cooled bit by bit by the wind.

This is a bit like Cen Qingyou. The young man's warm blood and the gentle but not burning fire in his heart are being extinguished little by little by the fate that has been imposed on him.

Perhaps because he has experienced it before, no one understands Cen Qingyou's current feelings better than Qiao Wan.

I am not willing to just keep hiding behind others, living a life of always causing trouble to others, always being inferior to others, and never seeing the light of day.

So does she.

Qiao Wan closed her eyes.

I am not willing to live in the shadow of others forever and want to live my true self.

So Cen Qingyou walked out to face the past of the evil blue-eyed Buddha.

But what she saw just now in the hall was the dark green light flashing in his eyes after lowering his eyelashes.

It’s obvious that it’s going to be dark!

Mrs. Cen only has two sons, but the younger son wants to become a gangster under her nose? !

Qiao Wan tightened her grip on the sticky hilt.

Even if she drags him, she still has to drag Cen Qingyou back from the evil path of being a gangster!

Blood was dripping from his body.

Just a few steps away——

The young man blocked the way again!

Facing the young man who was covered in blood, with clear and fierce eyes, the young man got a little irritable: "I didn't say that, why didn't you listen to my kind advice?"

Qiao Wan raised her sword horizontally and said in a mute voice: "As long as you are willing to give way and let me say a few words to Cen Qingyou, I will not bother you anymore. This is also for the good of your sect."

The evil blue-eyed Buddha has really been released, and no one can take advantage of it!

After coming down the mountain, Qiao Wan sealed his spiritual consciousness, and it was not until the day when he was trapped in the Cen Mansion that he was able to unlock it. When he arrived at the Great Guangming Hall, he caught up with the demon again. Although he worked overtime to practice, his spiritual consciousness finally broke through the Yuan Dynasty. He is a baby, but he has never received any systematic training.

This is like a child accidentally getting his father's **** and shooting randomly. Although he can hit the target, he is far inferior to those snipers who have been training all year round.

At least for now, she can't compete with the Confucian cultivator in front of her.

The young man held his sword horizontally, his eyes were fierce, but his tone was very polite, which made the young man feel as if he had punched cotton in frustration.

This is the territory of the Great Guangming Palace. Even if he wants to kill people, he has to think carefully.

Since you can't kill the young man in front of you, then stop him, then hit him until he loses the ability to move.

After making a decision, five chess pieces were thrown out again!

It was divided into five directions and hit all the joints on Qiao Wan's body at the same time!

But what happened next made the young man confused.

If your bones are broken, just put them back together again.

The kneecap was shattered, and the boy rolled in a circle on the ground, then stood up without changing his expression, without even taking a breath!

My eyes are only looking in one direction——

Cen Qingyou! !

In all his years of life, Ye Xiyuan has never seen anyone so patient!

For such a moment, Qiao Wan jumped out again like lightning.

It's too late.

Wait for her, be sure to wait for her.

Qiao Wan ran so hard that her lungs were pounding. When she finally arrived in front of the mountain gate, she only saw a roll of bamboo slips rising into the sky!

The bamboo slips are flying higher and higher, flying higher and higher.

Cen Qingyou! !

The young man's figure disappeared into the clouds along with the jade slip rising into the sky.

Qiao Wan stood in front of the mountain gate and was stunned for a long time.

She didn't stop.

Cen Qingyou ran away anyway, followed Shandao Academy without hesitation, and never returned on his way to being a gangster.

Looking at the young man who had arrived, Qiao Wan looked tired, but she still gave a piece of advice in a hoarse voice: "My dear friend, I would like to advise you, don't push him too hard."

Ye Xiyuan was stunned, and then a burst of anger burst out of his heart: "What do you mean by this?!"

"The evil blue-eyed Buddha killed our academy's mountain chief. Is it possible that our academy can't seek justice from him?!"

That's their mountain chief!

That Luo Liba Sui always likes to step on the sword, step high, hide behind the lecture hall window, and stretch his head to look inside! Why did their mountain chief die in vain?

In a rage, nineteen criss-crossing straight lines on the ground beneath Qiao Wan's feet emerged once again.

More than a dozen black chess pieces stopped in mid-air.

Ye Xiyuan's face changed completely, and his eyes were burning with anger: Go!

At the same time, the ground beneath their feet seemed to be lifted up by something.

Boom——

As the earth shook and the mountains shook, an earth dragon suddenly jumped out from the ground, throwing out a circle of mud stains and crushing the offensive of more than a dozen black chess pieces!

Wow——

The moment the Black chess offensive was crushed, Tulong also ended up being shattered to pieces.

The muddy smell instantly filled the entire mountain gate.

The falling soil from the sky covered Qiao Wan and Ye Xiyuan's faces.

Following Tulong, a lazy male voice suddenly came: "Friend Lu Xian? I have been looking for you for so long, and you are just playing chess here?"

Qiao Wan was stunned.

A figure fell lightly from the treetops in front of the mountain gate.

Wearing straw sandals, the dress is very bohemian, but the eyes are full of energy.

This is Qi Feidao!

Qi Men Dun Jia! These are several Confucian cultivators!

"From Chongde Ancient Garden?" Ye Xiyuan paused at the moves in his hand.

The man smiled at Ye Xiyuan, took a step back, and grabbed Qiao Wan's collar like a chicken.

"I took this person away, is it okay?"

Of Chongde Ancient Garden.

Ye Xiyuan took a deep look at Qi Feidao, knowing that he could not afford to offend the man in front of him.

The young man put down his hand expressionlessly, bowed, picked up the chessboard and turned around to leave.

Put the chicken down late.

"Do you still want to go?" Qi Feidao asked calmly.

"Friend Lu Xian, it's not me who said that with your current ability, if you find him, you will die." Qi Feidao's voice was lazy, but there was a calmness and coldness in his words.

"I'm going to save you this time because I can't stand it." The man's eyes were sharp, "But if you, Lu Xianyou, go to die again, I won't be so kind."

If he hadn't disliked the fact that this little meeting was too boring, and when he hid out for some leisure, he was woken up by the two men who were beaten to the point of shaking, he wouldn't have taken action.

"You Lu Xianyou want to attend the Three Religions Discussion Dharma Conference. What can you do now?" Qi Feidao looked at the young man in front of him and made a decisive and unceremonious judgment, "In ten days, I want to win against Junior Brother Fang." All hanging."

Qiao Wan suddenly woke up when Qi Feidao stopped her.

Not enough.

It is indeed not enough now.

Both those from Shandao Academy and Qi Feidao in front of her were much better than her. This was the Three Religions Conference, where elite disciples from each sect competed on the same stage.

"Thank you, my dear friend, for coming to the rescue today." Qiao Wan bowed, picked up the sword, and turned around to leave.

Qi Feidao was stunned and thought uncertainly, is he going too far?

"Lu Xianyou?"

Qiao Wan quickened her pace.

Go and become stronger!

Go to skin refining!

Even if she couldn't stop Cen Qingyou's unyielding evil heart, she would still kidnap him back and bring him before Master Miaofa and Mrs. Cen!

……

Dingren Peak.

As soon as these families left, Master Miaofa also received news.

Shandao Academy, Taixuan Temple and Fanxin Temple are here to cause trouble together!

Cen Qingyou ran away!

After such a mess, the inner demons that had just been suppressed almost came out again!

Master Miaofa closed his eyes and was silent for a moment, then gave a deep and powerful reply: "I understand."

Also, Qiao Wan.

Thinking of what Qiao Wan said after returning from the mountain gate, Zen Master Kongding hesitated for a while: "Lu Xianyou went to Qili Pond."

Qiao Wan was squatting by the Qili Pond watching the fire.

In "The Essence of Body Refining", the materials required for skin refining recorded are not uncommon. After all, this is still the early stage.

Wen Zhaitang asked for a big cooking pot, and then asked the warehouse to bring a bunch of medicinal materials. Qiao Wanma lit the fire and threw all the medicinal materials into the pot to cook together.

The bottom of the large pot, which could feed more than a dozen people, was completely blackened by the fire. The concoction in the pot had been boiled and was bubbling.

Qiao Wan's eyes reflected the dancing fire, and her dark eyes turned red due to the flames.

To be honest, looking at the hot pot, Qiao Wan felt a little hesitant.

Stewing yourself in an iron pot is too **** challenging.

But Qi Feidao is right.

She has indeed won several times by taking the wrong approach, but basically never once did she win with dignity and relying on her true ability!

If you don’t do the same thing, you won’t stop. If you don’t want to let go of your children, you won’t be able to trap the wolf.

With a quickening of his heart, he looked at the big pot in front of him, threw off his clothes, and stepped in!

Get off the pot!

*

Shan Dao Academy.

Just after the small meeting at Guangming Heart Hall, Lu Dechang rushed to the inn where he was staying at Shandao Academy without stopping.

"Where is Cen Qingyou?"

"Senior Brother Ye and Senior Brother Liu are watching."

"Okay. I'll go find him later." Lu Dechang closed his eyes, dove into the house, and washed his hands.

As soon as I put my hand into the basin, my ten fingers, as rough as dry tree bark, trembled a little.

He gave the Great Guangming Palace so many years, and finally today, together with Taixuan Temple and Fanxin Temple, he brought Cen Qingyou over!

Lu Dechang glanced down.

The muscles on the man's face were stiff and he could not move. He looked like a coffin face, but with such a face, when he looked at the basin, he suddenly shed tears.

The tears fell into the basin, but he still had such a deadly coffin face.

In the beginning, Lu Yinbing and Lu Dechang of Shandao Academy were both handsome and handsome, and they were popular among their fellow juniors. Especially Lu Yinbing, who had a graceful demeanor and a smile in his eyes. Even when he was old, he liked to hide with his sword on his back. At the back of the lecture hall, I would catch any disciple one by one who was not paying attention to the lecture.

In the entire academy, there is not a single disciple who dislikes their mountain leader.

At that time, Lu Yinbing told him that he must build Shandao Academy into the leader of the Confucian sect. In the blink of an eye, one of them had been reborn long ago, and the other became a man who couldn't stop crying and laughing for revenge. A coffin face that cannot be made into any other expression.

At this moment, the door to the room suddenly opened again.

A young girl walked in. The girl was very pretty and luxuriously dressed. She was obviously a little princess who was taken good care of and pampered in her hands.

"Second Uncle, I heard from Senior Brother Ye that the evil Buddha who killed dad was captured by you?"

"Brother Qing?" Lu Dechang quickly wiped away his tears, turned around, walked forward, picked up the little girl, put her on his knees, and touched the little girl's face, which was pale and stiff on the coffin. He tried to force out a kind smile, but failed: "Yes, my second uncle has been waiting for so many years and finally caught this evil Buddha."

"Uncle, why are you crying?"

Lu Dechang: "Brother Qing, I'm so happy."