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"Taoist priest, it's easy to say. I've done evil many times. I'll teach him a lesson." They made a lot of noise, which attracted Mr. Jiang.

He was gazed at by Nanxun Xiu's secretive eyes. Although Jiang is guilty, he is still good at sophistry. While Nanxun Xiu puts down his sword, Jiang languo hides behind his father.

"Father, I really didn't do anything evil to Taoist priest. I always treat him with courtesy," he explained

Mr. Jiang drags him, and he is a little farther away from Nanxun. He said angrily: "you cried so loud last night, do you think the people in the house are deaf?"

"Ha?" Yuan langleng Leng Leng Leng, "no, I didn't do anything, how the call is big."

Last night, father Jiang suddenly had a great feeling that his father was worried about his son. He wanted to see if his son was sleeping well. The result is good, in the second half of the night, Jiang languo sleeps very well, and Mr. Jiang can't sleep.

What did he hear? He heard the name of the Taoist priest. He was in lawlessness!

Old man Jiang saw that Jiang languo was unkind to the immortal and directly asked, "to tell you the truth, are you greedy for his body?"

Jiang languo is shocked. Is his father so open-minded?

"Father, what are you talking about? There's nothing to say about it. How can we get to you like we've already had a wedding night."

Mr. Jiang was angry: "why, Nanxian is pointing at you with a sword. If you were not dirty, how could Nanxian do it? "

"Ah..." "Father, who is your son? Why don't you help me?"

"People like you..." What does Mr. Jiang's real power play is disgust.

"Father, I was really alone in the house last night. As for the cry... "

Ginger languid and some embarrassed get up, "that call is unable to help."

"You, you, you!" Don't you look at the old man's son again

Jiang Yan: "it's just

How can Laozi make such a low evaluation of his son's charm. Jiang languor coughed twice, firm language airway: "no matter match or not, he, I will decide."

But the old man Jiang, obviously wants to be deeper than Jiang languo. A man who practices Taoism like Nanxun will rise to heaven and become a real immortal when he practices to a certain extent. Regardless of whether they are men, just gods and mortals, this is an insurmountable gap.

"All right, you can do it." Mr. Jiang turned around with his hands on his back and walked away slowly.

When he passed Nanxun, he was very sorry: "sorry, I will discipline this unreasonable son of a bitch in the future, so that he can understand the rules."

"That's good."

Nanxun Xiu took a look at Jiang Yan in the back of the slope. The man was coagulating himself with his arrogant expression, which made his heart itch.

Jiang languo saw his father go far away, which was the butt of the butt, and then drove Nanxun after self-cultivation.

"Get out of here." Nanxun Xiu's sword moved slightly.

In a flurry, Jiang Lang grasped Nanxun Xiu's hand directly, with a deep feeling in his eyes and a serious tone: "first of all, I sincerely express my apology to the Taoist priest. About

After a pause, Jiang was ashamed of his behavior, "about doing that with Fuwen paper last night..."

"The little Marquis knows clearly that I have a connection with the rune paper. Why should he humiliate me like this?" Nanxun's face was strained, but his ears were red.