Taoist Yuxu staggered, turned around and turned around with a frightened expression.

Four eyes are opposite.

He rubbed the back of his head, pretending that nothing had happened, and immediately turned around and left.

Obviously.

Who would dare to blow the little head of Taoist Yuxu in Wudang and make him dare not resist? Only Zhang Sanfeng is the only one.

Zhang Sanfeng ignored the junior brother who was walking away and just looked at Zhao Qingchan with a smile: "Good disciple, go to the back mountain with the master, you didn't hear anything just now, right?"

Zhao Qingchan's expression changed slightly, and she hurriedly shook her head: "No, no, no."

"Okay, I've been in seclusion for two years and finally improved Tai Chi skills. I'll take you to try it out today."

"Try the water?"

Zhao Qingchan slowly shot out: "?"

Why did he suddenly feel that the Zhang Zhenren in his mind is a bit unreliable?

…………
Chapter completed!