City Invincible Medical Saint

Holy Monk Shiyuan was not in a hurry, and he was in need of cultivation now, so he nodded in agreement.

Afterwards, Li Tianchen asked Black Demon Teng to take Holy Monk Shiyuan to a nearby guest room to entertain him temporarily.

Li Tianchen took Fang Yaru into the villa.

The lights in the villa are brightly lit, and a faint fragrance wafts everywhere.

In the hall, Huang Xiaoyu, wearing a long yellow dress, walked up quickly and said softly: "Master, you are back. Miss Meng and Miss Yin are taking a bath in the bathroom on the second floor."

As he spoke, Huang Xiaoyu's delicate face showed a strange blush, and he looked at Li Tianchen with a strange look.

Li Tianchen coughed awkwardly, "Don't disturb them, I'll go back to the room first."

What a misfortune. Meng Niantong actually came. Taking a bath at this time was self-evident.

Huang Xiaoyu was in charge of the manor in the suburbs of Beijing and was familiar with Yin Yuhan, Meng Niantong and others, so she was smart enough to guess what would happen next.

Li Tianchen turned around and was about to leave, but Fang Yaru grabbed him and breathed into his ear and said, "You just finished the fight and you need to wash up."

With that said, Fang Yaru couldn't help but pull Li Tianchen and ran up the stairs.

Huang Xiaoyu pursed her lips in a weird smile, turned around and called the servants in the hall to retreat, leaving them in the villa.

"I'd better go to the other bathroom."

Arriving on the second floor, Li Tianchen coughed and said sarcastically. wavv

Although Li Tianchen had been intimate with Fang Yaru, Yin Yuhan, and Meng Niantong, he couldn't let go because he could hug each other and enjoy the fragrance and passion that everyone envied through a door.

"When you provoked me, you were not so thin-skinned."

Fang Yaru smiled narrowly, pulled him to the door of the large bathroom, pushed the door open and entered.

The misty heat was curling up, and a strange fragrance was wafting in this large bathroom.

Two exquisite figures were lying quietly in the bathtub, exposing their tender shoulders. They were Meng Niantong and Yin Yuhan.

"It's really here!"

Meng Niantong was holding the red wine glass in her hand. After taking a sip, she smiled charmingly and said in a coquettish voice, "Why don't you take off these dirty clothes and let the sisters take care of you to bathe."

As he spoke, Meng Niantong's fragrant tongue circled around his lips, which was indescribably soul-crushing and bone-crushing.

After Meng Niantong abandoned the Qingqing Sect's Kung Fu and switched to Dual Cultivation Kung Fu, her naturally charming aura was further developed, making her whole body charming.

Seeing this fragrant scene, Li Tianchen's heart suddenly surged, hot air surged throughout his body, and his blood surged.

"Let me undress you."

Fang Yaru said softly with a shy smile on her pretty face.

Although this decision and move was very bold, Fang Yaru had no regrets at all, and she even vaguely looked forward to it.

Li Tianchen took a gentle breath. It was just a joke at first, but it turned out to be true.

Li Tianchen was moved by Fang Yaru and Meng Niantong's ability to be so tolerant, and boundless tenderness arose in his heart.

Once you have arrived, you will be at ease. Do you want to be worse than an animal?

Li Tianchen smiled freely, stretched out his palms, and held Fang Yaru in his arms. He tiptoed, and with a pop, the two of them landed in the bathing pool, causing a wave of water.

Immediately, there were waves of screams and waves in the bathhouse.

But it is: the messy hair on the temples has been restored, and the love is so strong that I still feel tired of staying up all night. From then on, the fish and water meet, and the two are willing to maintain harmony for a hundred years.

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The spring day is warm, the warblers and birds are singing softly in the courtyard.

Li Tianchen was wearing a fitted long-sleeved shirt, sitting calmly in a living room specially designed for entertaining guests, savoring Biluochun.

Yin Yuhan's pretty face was still rosy, charming and beautiful, perhaps because of her madness last night.

At this moment, she was sitting quietly on Li Tianchen's right hand, her posture was elegant, and she showed off her elegant tea art skillfully and smoothly.

Fang Yaru leaned on the chair on the left, gently pressing her cheeks with her fingers, watching Yin Yuhan's method of making tea.

Ma Qianrong's figure condensed into a human form. Behind Yin Yuhan, she looked at the holy monk Shiyuan opposite with fear in her eyes.

Holy Monk Shi Yuan lowered his eyes. He had already seen that Li Tianchen and others had practiced the Huajian Sect's techniques.

"I would like to ask Sect Master Li to inform me about the matter of the poor monk's uncle." Holy Monk Shi Yuan clasped his hands together and said softly.

Li Tianchen had just introduced them to them, so he didn't waste time and told Holy Monk Shiyuan one by one how he discovered the ruins of the Huajian Sect and the bones of the eminent monk of Fulong Temple.

Finally, Li Tianchen said: "Holy Monk Shiyuan, when the Huajian Sect was destroyed, Fulong Temple didn't receive any news?"

"At the beginning, Fulong Temple was extremely angry and decided to abolish this great uncle's cultivation and expel him from the temple. However, it was later discovered that this great uncle was missing, and even the Huajian Sect has disappeared since then."

Holy Monk Shiyuan sighed and said: "Fulong Temple once investigated this, but unfortunately no clues were found. Over the past few hundred years, this matter has faded away, until I found out that this girl practiced dual cultivation techniques. , then I asked, but I never thought that it was really the Huajian sect's technique."

Fulong Temple has been closed for decades. If they investigate carefully, they can discover the capital of the Huajian Sect.

It's just that by some mistake, Fulong Temple didn't know that the Huajian Sect had a legacy in the world until now.

"So, it really wasn't you, Fulong Temple, who destroyed my Huajian sect?" Ma Qianrong couldn't help but ask.

"No!" Holy Monk Shiyuan said in a deep voice: "If we did it, we would not deny it."

Li Tianchen nodded, Fulong Temple was a famous sect, and if they destroyed the Huajian sect on the grounds that their disciples were seduced by the Huajian sect, it would not be a scandal and there would be no reason to deny it.

"If it wasn't you, who would have such a deep hatred for me, the Huajian Sect?" Ma Qianrong sighed softly, with confusion on her face.

Li Tianchen couldn't help but think of Feng Yi of the Xuanyuan family. This woman practiced the "Huajian Holy Scroll" of the Huajian sect, and it was Xuanyuan Suzhi who taught her the technique.

Why did the Huajian Sect's skills fall into the hands of Xuanyuan Suzhi? Is the collapse of the Huajian Sect related to Xuanyuan Suzhi?

These questions flashed through Li Tianchen's mind.

Holy Monk Shiyuan said in a deep voice: "Although my master-uncle has violated the precepts, he is still a member of Fulong Temple. If we find out who it is in the future, we will also ask for an explanation from the other party."

Li Tianchen nodded slightly, drank the tea in his hand, and said, "Holy Monk Shiyuan, what's the grudge between Fulong Temple and Thousand Hands Temple?"

This time Quentin from the Thousand Hands Temple led a crowd to ambush, trying to kill Li Tianchen, so he had included the Thousand Hands Temple as a target for eradication.