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Old Daoist Yuan was glaring at him like a tiger eyeing its prey. Wang Song was taking pleasure in his misfortune. He could not wait to see the happiness in his eyes as he continued to jump up and down, hinting to Tie Qingyi that she should not lose her chance. Tian Xin'er's eyes were filled with emotion as she slightly closed her eyes. Her cherry lips slightly pouted, causing one's heart to heat up.

Tie Qingyi was in a dilemma, and her face was flushed red. Tian Xin'er borrowed the alcohol to pretend to be crazy. She ignored everything and pestered Tie Qingyi, but she could not kiss Wang Song and Gu Ruoyun in front of their eyes.

It didn't matter whether he liked it or not. With Wang Song's sharp mouth, if he were to give it a kiss, it would be strange if everyone in the martial arts world would know about it.

Tie Qingyi pondered over and over again. With this hesitation, Tian Xin'er became angry from embarrassment. She rubbed her hands against Tie Qingyi's chest and snorted: "I knew you were lying to me. "Hmph, I, Tian Xin'er, am going to have you say something. Hmph, hmph, tell me, do you like me or not?"

Tie Qingyi was like a tiger riding on a tiger, and Tian Xin'er was unwilling to let it go. She could only bite the bullet and say: "I like you, but I can't kiss you here, can I?" The sound was like a mosquito's buzz, so thin that it could not be heard.

However, when the three people in the room heard about it, Tian Xin'er was elated. The tears in her eyes suddenly flowed down as she smiled.

Wang Song laughed and said, "Sigh …" Men, no matter how strong you are, you still can't resist a beauty's three hums and one rub. Congratulations to the two of you on becoming so beautiful that the moon is round, haha … "Everyone was happy, everyone was happy.

However, the old Daoist Yuan did not look as happy as he had said. He suddenly felt his heart aching and he was completely empty-handed.

Wang Song tugged on his sleeve and rebuked him, "The sky is about to brighten. Old Ma, let's go for a walk. We are all experienced people, so we have to give this brat a chance to show off, no? " Old Daoist Yuan stood still, but Wang Song dragged him out of the room.

As soon as the door closed, Tian Xin'er became enchanted. Her jade-like hands slowly moved across Tie Qingyi's chest as she whispered, "Little White Robe, there are no outsiders now. You can kiss me now."

Tie Qingyi slid backwards, and was just about to nimbly escape. Tian Xin'er's five fingers gently brushed against his acupoints and Tianshu acupoints. All of a sudden, Tie Qingyi's body felt sore all over. Without any strength left in her body, she exclaimed, "Miss Tian, you …" Before he could finish his sentence, Tian Xin'er's face was gently pressed down and her cherry lips suddenly kissed his lips.

An intoxicating fragrance rushed into his nose. Before Tie Qingyi could savor the wonderful yet sweet taste, she heard a clanging sound from the door, followed by Wang Song's triumphant laughter: "Haha … Our family knows that as long as we pretend to leave, you have to kiss Miss Tian. Haha … This is going to get us into a situation where you can't even beat us if you want to. "

This monk used to walk in the martial arts world, and he was known as the "crazy monk". He really had no sense of propriety. Just based on his own liking, he was indeed very crazy and well-deserved his reputation.

Tie Qingyi's head felt as though it was about to explode. She was extremely careful, but was still tricked by this guy. She could only silently pray that Tian Xin'er would quickly let go of her.

Tian Xin'er was full of vigor. At this moment, she was extremely drunk. Her eyes were filled with the eyes of a lover, so why would she care about anything else?

Even if Wang Song screamed in her ear, she would only buzz like a mosquito. The situation involved the first love scene, reluctant to part with her red lips, but still continued to love.

Tie Qingyi sucked in a long breath. A purple flash appeared on his face and his aura started circulating around his body. Seeing that she was extremely drunk, he picked her up with both hands and said with a red face: "Great Hero Wang is not kind. Tie Qingyi has been tricked by you today, you might want to chat and laugh in the martial arts world."

Wang Song laughed, "Sure, sure. A few days ago in Luoyang City, I was also fooled by a single word of yours. "As for whether our family will boast about you two in the martial arts world, that will depend on whether we are in a good mood or not."

When Tie Qingyi heard this, it was obvious that she was threatening him. She felt strange and said: "Master, if you have any requests, please feel free to ask. I will do my best to fulfill them."

Wang Song's face was filled with righteousness as he waved his hand and said, "No, no." What can our family request? "It's just that as long as we don't have any silver in our pockets, we will be in a bad mood. Whenever we are in a bad mood, our mouths will be filled with nonsense."

"Oh?" Tie Qingyi laughed: "So it turns out that Noble Wang wanted a silent fee, but Tie Qingyi is empty-handed. Tie Qingyi is so poor that she can't even afford the luxurious robe of Noble Wang. It's really hard to satisfy your request."

"You can't say that." Wang Song reminded him in good will, "It seems like you also won 16,000 taels on the stage."

Tie Qingyi was suddenly enlightened. So this fellow had wanted to bet sixteen thousand taels of silver with Duan Wuxie. Smiling, he said: "That sixteen thousand taels, Duan Wuxie did not fulfill it. I'm afraid that Hero Wang has miscalculated his plan."

Wang Song said leisurely, "That's alright, we can wait. As long as Old Man Duan cashes the banknotes, you can give them to us." He added magnanimously, "We still trust your character."

Then, he turned around to the gloomy Old Daoist Yuan by the door and proudly said: "Old monkey, did you see that? As long as our family remains vulgar, the way to earn silver is full of wondrous ideas. "From now on, you will follow me on a tour of the Jianghu. I guarantee you that you will wear brocade clothes, eat and drink spicy food, and be at ease and contented."

Old Daoist Yuan wished that he could smash his head into the wall and die. This monk took advantage of the fire to rob him, his methods were despicable, he did not feel ashamed, he thought he was proud instead. He glared at Wang Song and walked down the stairs with his hands behind his back.

Tie Qingyi said loudly: "Alright, Great Hero Wang, we have a deal. Tie Qingyi agrees." Carrying Tian Xin'er to the window, he turned around and said, "Please keep your promise, Great Hero Wang. Otherwise, I will find you and compensate you sixteen thousand miles." He laughed and jumped out of the window.

Tian Xin'er curled up in Tie Qingyi's embrace, a masculine scent assaulting her. She felt extremely comfortable, and her eyes became blurry as she said, "Little … "White Robe, where are you bringing me to?"

Tie Qingyi was afraid that she was being mischievous and mischievous, so she coaxed her: "Miss Tian, be good and don't move. I will bring you to a secluded place, I must properly kiss you."

Tian Xin'er giggled. "Little White is a bad guy. He wants to kiss me."

The sky slowly brightened as the first rays of dawn began to appear. The curtains of the thatched cottage in the courtyard downstairs were pulled open, revealing a young woman dressed in a purple robe dressing at the window. He raised his head to see a young man with a completely red face frantically jumping down from the opposite window while hugging a young girl with disheveled clothes. It was obvious that the girl was still drunk and was still calling out "little scoundrel" non-stop.

The purple-robed woman frowned slightly and shouted, "Where did this scholar come from? He had done such dirty things early in the morning and had disgraced our lady. He is truly shameless."

Tie Qingyi was startled when he heard this. He landed on the roof of the thatched cottage. As he was in the air, the young woman pulled something out from her temple and threw it over.

That thing was shining with a green light. In the blink of an eye, it had arrived. It was a jade-green hairpin. It was abnormally fast. 'Swish! Swish!' It cut through the air.

Tie Qingyi turned pale with fright. The purple-robed young woman threw a small jade hairpin at him. The sound of breaking air resounded in his ears as the jade hairpin suddenly approached his throat. It was so powerful that it was something he had never encountered in his life.