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Although Luo Fu Ping was a woman, she still kept her word and could be considered as her husband. She had an appointment with Shaolin Monk, but she would never set foot in Shaolin Temple again in this life. No matter how difficult life was or how much she missed Fuyuan, she had never been to Mount Song. Today, Hui Xin of Shaolin Temple sent out a wide range of heroic invitations, teaching Zhongyuan Wu Lin to gather Shaolin. She and Shaolin Temple are inextricably linked, afraid that this action of Hui Xin is to teach everyone to deal with the person she misses day and night. He thought in his heart, "I have an appointment with these smelly monks. If I don't come to Shaolin, these smelly monks can't make things difficult for him." Today, these stinking monks have broken their promise, so you can't blame me for this. If that old monk Hui Xin had other intentions, I wouldn't have met with these smelly monks and would have treated it as me not coming to Shaolin once, so it's not like I broke my promise. " He then disguised himself and snuck into Shaolin Temple.

When they heard that their leader, Hui Xin, had called everyone here, it was only because of the great mountain and the great earth. They finally heaved a sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, the poor Elementary Scholar Zhang Jiuyou had suddenly appeared, and he had somehow found Monk Fu Yuan, which led him to the main hall.

Luo Fu Ping hid in a corner and saw that Fu Yuan's sideburns were completely white, and he no longer had the elegance he once had. All that was left behind were wounds that had been ravaged by time. Luo Fu Ping and Fu Yuan had only not seen each other for a little more than ten years, but they did not expect that he had already become like this. Compared to him, the suffering he had endured all these years was not worth mentioning.

His body was on the verge of collapse, and he almost fainted. He thought: "These smelly monks have no words, I have not been to Shaolin for more than ten years, how could they torture him to such a state?" The resentment towards Shaolin Temple only increased.

Later on, when He Chuan and the others mistook Liu'er for a child born of her and Fu Yuan, and intended to blame it on the Shaolin Temple and provoke a dispute, they became furious. "How is the life and death of our child, something only a hypocritical and pretentious person like you can do?" When they heard that Reverend Hui Xin wanted to give everyone an "explanation", they could no longer hold it in and said some words of ridicule.

The meaning of Luo Fuping's words was just to mock these foolish monks. Unexpectedly, after more than ten years, Fu Yuan still did not forget his voice. He only needed to say a few words to recognize it and went mad in search of him.

Luo Fu Ping had left Fu Yuan in order to protect his life, so he was forced to do so. In the past ten or so years, wasn't it the same as always thinking about him and thinking about him? Now that Fu Yuan had been hurt by his emotions and was acting so crazy, how could he care about a covenant oath? Only then did he walk out from the corner.

Seeing Fu Yuan chuckling foolishly, Luo Fuping's recent grudge disappeared in a flash. She reached out her jade white hand to pick up his snow-white beard and gently said, "You still don't have a beard to look at." He actually completely ignored the Reverend Hui Xin.

Fu Yuan answered with a silly "En" and said blankly, "Since Ping`er doesn't like a beard, you old monster, pull it all out." He extended his hand to grab it and pulled off a handful of his white beard. Fu Yuan stared closely at Luo Fangping, afraid that she would disappear without a sound again. He also felt no pain and tried to pull again.

Luo Fuping quickly stopped him and asked coquettishly, "What are you doing?" Fu Yuan laughed. "Whatever Ping`er wants me to do, that old demon will do." "Ping`er is angry. If that old freak doesn't want to die, then so be it."

When Zhao Ling Qiu first heard the story of the five turbid and evil monks from the Black and White Ghosts, she felt extremely grief and indignation, and also felt extremely pity for the two of them. Seeing the two of them reunited, he was overjoyed. He laughed and said, "Haha, old monster, why have you been staring at this beautiful old lady all this time? Is that not enough?" Fu Yuan said, "Of course I don't see enough. I don't see enough for the rest of my life."

Liu'er did not know what was strange, nor had she ever seen the Vermillion Bird of the Immortal Crocodile Clan before. She thought that this beautiful woman might be her own mother, so she was at a loss for what to do. Only after hearing what Zhao Lingqiu had said did he regain his senses. He hurriedly shouted, "Miss Zhao, don't you dare speak nonsense."

Zhao Lingqiu's cheeks immediately turned red and she let out an "Aiyo!", appearing extremely vexed. It turned out that she had been reminded by Liu'er that these two were her parents and might become her parents-in-law in the future. Where in the world would a parents-in-law like to call them "old monsters, old women"?

Luo Fu Ping sized up Zhao Ling Qiu and asked, "What did you call me? Grandma? " Zhao Lingqiu's heart skipped a beat. "It's over, we've really gotten into trouble this time." He lowered his head, not daring to reply. He then heard Luo Fuping sigh, "It's been more than ten years, so naturally, I should be a mother-in-law as well."

When Fu Yuan heard the sadness in her words, he was afraid that she might be unhappy so he quickly advised, "It's not Madam Ye, it's Madam Mei. "Even if Ping`er became an old woman, she would still be extremely beautiful." Luo Fu Ping spat and said: "Even in public, you don't know shame! "They're all old women, and they're still calling out to Ping'er and Ping`er non-stop." Fu Yuan laughed heartily and said, "Even if you're old, you're still the Pinger of old monsters."

The two of them had been separated for a long time, so they had many sweet words to say to each other. However, the crowd thought otherwise, "This family meeting at this moment is a godsend opportunity. We will join hands and eliminate all harm to Wu Lin. "The old monk is very powerful, and the young man is also very difficult to deal with. I'll have to start with this woman first."

Boss Zhuang had experienced the martial arts world for a long time, so he had long seen through everyone's thoughts. He was concerned about Liu'er's safety, so he walked up to her and said, "Your two closest relatives are right in front of you, so why aren't you coming forward to greet them?" He intended to confirm his identity for six more years before making any plans. Liu'er was in a trance, unsure of what to do.

How could Luo Fangping not guess his intentions? He coldly snorted and said, "Stinking brat, it's not easy for your parents to raise you. Don't recklessly marry your parents." Liu'er said sorrowfully, "My parents only gave birth to me, they didn't raise me." Luo Fu Ping asked, "Why don't they raise you?" Liu'er said, "If I could see them, I would naturally have asked."

Luo Fuping said, "If I say that you are not our child, will you believe me or not?" Liu'er became even gloomier and said after a long while, "What's the difference if I believe or not?" In the end, it's still an orphan that no one wants. " Zhao Lingqiu frowned and said suspiciously, "That's not right. If she lied, then they would undoubtedly be your parents."

Liu'er bitterly smiled and said, "If my parents would rather lie than acknowledge me, what difference does it make if they don't recognize me?"

Fu Yuan slapped his forehead, his eyes finally moved away from Luo Fu Ping, and after looking at Liu'er once, he stared at Luo Fu Ping and asked: "Ah, also! The old demon almost forgot. Just now, the old monk said that when you left, you were already pregnant. Where are our children? " He pointed to Liu'er and asked, "Is it a boy or a girl? Is it that stinking brat? "

Before Luo Fu Ping could reply, he scratched his head and muttered to himself: "The old monk even said that he had the skills of an old demon, but how come the old demon did not notice him at all after fighting with him for half the night?"

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