Demon Fox Matchmaker: I am Third Master Tushan

Now that the goal was set, Rong Rong immediately took action and decided to start implementing the plan tonight.

After getting the method of healing Tu Shan Yu from the bitter giant tree, she saw hope, and she felt that she could not delay for a moment.

Just do it when you think of it, and become fierce.

Leaving the bitter giant tree, along the somewhat rugged mountain road, came to the dwelling place where Wang Quan was drunk.

I saw that the house was brightly lit, and it seemed that Wang Quan had not fallen asleep when he was drunk.

After staying at the door for a while, Rong Rong stepped forward and knocked gently.

"Knock knock!"

"Who?" A somewhat tired female voice came from the house.

Rong Rong said softly.

"It's me, Tu Shan Rongrong."

Only listening to the sound of brisk footsteps, Wang Quan drunkenly pushed open the door and looked at Rong Rong with some surprise.

It's just that the time of the day is gone, and she feels as if her appearance has changed.

The most obvious was her eyes, almost narrowed into a slit, almost completely closed if you didn't look closely.

But she didn't think much about it, and her attitude was very polite.

"I don't know what is important about Tushan's four masters visiting late at night?"

Wang Quan Zui asked a little nervously.

She understood that she was an outsider and the daughter of the head of the first family in the Yiqi Dao Alliance, and naturally she was not treated by the Tushan Fox Demon Clan.

But she still wants to stay in Tushan, and she can rest assured when she sees that Tushan Yu is completely well.

I have already made up my mind, even if the fox demon clan drives her away, she will stay with a thick skin.

It's a big deal, pay more.

Rong Rong waved his hand, and his tone was very kind.

"Don't call me Tushan Si in charge, listen to the raw parts."

"Since you are a friend of Brother Yu, you are naturally also a friend of Tu Shan."

"I call you a drunken sister, you just call me Rongrong."

Listening to Rong Rong's words, Wang Quan's drunken face was a little strange.

In terms of age, it seems that Rong Rong is much older than himself.

I actually called myself sister.

It's trying to bring the relationship closer.

When things go wrong, there will be demons.

"Rong Rong, what's the matter, come in and talk about it."

Rong Rong nodded and followed Wang Quan into the room drunk.

As soon as he sat down, Rong Rong asked.

"Drunken sister, I asked directly, what is the relationship between you and Brother Yu?"

Wang Quan was drunk and stunned, this question had also been asked by Hong Hong before.

However, at that time, Jade Ling suddenly came in and did not have time to answer.

Now Rong Rong asked again.

What does that mean?

Is it really that important what relationship you have with him?

Before figuring out Rong Rong's intentions, Wang Quan Zui could only answer according to her words.

"Rong Rong, didn't you say that just now?"

"Tu Shanyu and I are friends."

"Oh?" Rong Rong raised her eyebrows, "If that's the case, there's no need for us to talk about it next."

"After all, if it's just an ordinary friend, it can't help anything."

"I advise my drunken sister to leave Tushan early."

"Outsiders are not welcome in Tushan."

Before Wang Quan could react, Rong Rong got up and walked to the door.

Just go.

Very crisp and neat, without dragging mud and water.

In the face of the sudden strong attitude, it made the pretended calm Wang Quan drunk a little busy.

"Rong Rong, you wait, what do you mean by what you just said?"

"Help?"

"Do whom?"

With his back to Wang Quan, the corners of Rong Rong's mouth turned up slightly.

"Of course, Brother Yu is busy, he is now sick in bed, and he is seriously injured."

"I want to help too." Wang Quan said hurriedly.

"For him, I am willing to do anything."

She didn't want to see that stinky fox suffer like this anymore.

The feeling of falling from the clouds to the bottom should be very uncomfortable.

Rong Rong turned around and looked at Wang Quan drunk.

"Really?"

Wang Quan drunkenly replied without hesitation.

"Really."

"Then I ask you again, and I ask you one last time, what is your relationship with him?" A hint of color flashed in Rong Rong's eyes.

The previous words were all temptations, and now it is the main play.

If Wang Quanzui still said that he was a friend, she might consider a different target.

Wang Quan drunk took a deep breath and stared at the erratic oil lamp on the table, his voice getting smaller and smaller.

"It's

that kind of relationship..." "What kind of relationship is that relationship, let's be clear." Rong Rong asked with interest.

She found that the shy Wang Quan drunk also looked quite cute.

"Nasty, it's my unrequited love!"

After saying these words, Wang Quan covered his face with drunken hands, eager to find a pit and bury himself.

Rong Rong immediately revealed a gossipy face.

"Tell your story."

Wang Quan, who was so shy that his face was red, was drunk, and he was even more embarrassed to hear Rong Rong ask carefully.

"Is it about helping?"

Rong Rong nodded seriously.

"It's important, especially the details, I have to know everything."

"That's how to achieve better results."

She added one last sentence.

"The devil is in the details."

Wang Quan was intoxicated to think that he had said it anyway, so he broke the jar and broke, and let go much more than before.

There was a look of remembrance in her eyes, and a foggy shimmer flickered.

"The first time we met was in the south."

"At that time, we had a conflict with the Poison Emperor and were at a disadvantage."

"I was poisoned and my consciousness gradually blurred."

"He was dressed in white, carried a long sword, and wore a fox mask from the sky."

"Holding a wine jug in one hand, holding himself with the other, laughing at himself, and saying..." Wang

Quan drunk paused slightly, biting his lip, and seemed to be a little difficult to speak.

"Say what?" Rong Rong leaned close to his head, and a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes.

"Say..." Wang Quan drunkenly looked resentful.

"Why are you so heavy?"

Rong Rong's eyes were half-open.

"Uh, so that's why you like him?"

"How is that possible?" Wang Quan slapped the table drunkenly and hatefully.

"I was about to turn my face on the spot, but I was poisoned and my whole body was weak, so I could only let him hold it."

"Then he threw me out."

Rong Rong raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

"Why?"

Wang Quan drunk sighed softly, his expression very complicated.

"Because he holds a wine jug in one hand and holds himself in the other, he can't fight with his free hand..." In

his heart, I am afraid that he is not even as important as a jug of wine.

Rong Rong nodded.

"It's a lot like his style."

"Wine and fights are his favorites."

"And then?"

"Later..." continued Wang Quanzui.

"I thought he was here to help us, even the Poison Emperor thought so."

"I didn't expect that..."

"He not only repelled the Poison Emperor, but also beat us one by one, saying that he wanted to join us."

"Although he is very reluctant, the mask group can't beat him together."

"Can't beat it, I had to let him join..." In

Wang Quan's drunken narration, time slowly passed.

Before I knew it, the sky was getting dark, but the story continued.