will follow Master’s instructions and go to apologize to Mr. Jian, and then return to the room to prepare. I hope I can be alive to see Master in three days.

will follow Master’s instructions and go to apologize to Mr. Jian, and then return to the room to prepare. I hope I can be alive to see Master in three days.
” Wanzhou Jijun raised his head, looked closely at the beautiful eyes looking the other way, took a deep breath, laughed twice, threw off his sleeves and robe, and strode towards the Taoist temple.
“The most taboo thing for a layout person is to get caught up in a situation.” Taoist Jia in front of the Taoist temple brushed his fingers over the few counters on the tables and sighed.
“Of course.” Beside him, Mr. Jian, who has “dark eyebrows and red lips”, caressed his long beard and said quietly, his eyes retracted from the beautiful figure on the river bank, and unknowingly fell on that figure again. On the bronze mirror that he never tired of looking at, he subconsciously twirled his orchid fingers in front of the mirror. Then his old face turned red and he looked at Jia Daoren nervously. Seeing that he was just lamenting and not paying attention to himself, he couldn’t help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
“Old Jian! What are you doing!”
A rough shout came from not far away. Mr. Jian, who was acting strangely, was shocked when he heard the words. He was so frightened that his hair stood up and he pushed up the crown of his hat that he had just arranged. Mr. Jian turned his head guiltily and saw a tall man with a curly beard walking not far away, with a flamboyant and messy beard, carrying a sharp and cold ax on his shoulder, and was walking towards him with long strides.
/“Boss Tu, you are such a rare visitor. Come here and let me show you his face.” Jia Taoist looked surprised when he saw the man. He actually dropped the bargaining chip in his hand and went up to him.
“What are you looking at? What are you looking at! Huh, after watching it for so many years, have you ever grown half a sesame mung bean?” Boss Tu grabbed the old man and threw him away, shouting.
“Little Butcher, after all these years, why are you still so impatient? It’s not like you don’t know that Lao Jia is holding back his panic!” Mr. Jian sighed as he adjusted his hat.
“Eh? Old Jane, why do you have such a girly look on your face? I just saw you raising your fingers and twisting around like a pretty girl. Hey, when did you, an idiot, change your temper?” ”
/I …How can I! It’s not your good disciple who did this!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Jijun, dressed in white, walked up to them and bowed respectfully, “I’ve seen three teachers, Mr. Jian. I know I’m wrong and I won’t do it again.”
“Huh, I’ve been wearing white clothes all day long, and I’ve learned it deep down in my bones. How can a man behave like this?” God, he said with a snort, and subconsciously glanced at the strange-looking Mr. Jian, frowned, and snorted again, “Jun’er, you should learn from my teacher more often. Men should be masculine, mighty, and bold. “Be unruly…”
“Okay, okay, Tuzi, stop yelling, don’t you see that Jun’er has something to say? Hey, good Jun’er, do you want

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