Chapter 390 Being emotional has always been my weakness

Chapter 390 Being emotional has always been my weakness

Chapter 390 Being emotional has always been my weakness

[You have received the "Shenlong Su Nu Gong" from Long Er, and you have obtained the pure internal force passed down by the Shenlong Sect. You have your own special understanding of internal force. Your physical strength limit +80, your physical strength recovery speed +10%]

Tan Wenjie frowned.

Long Er, who was tidying up his clothes with satisfaction, turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Your inner strength was passed on to me."

"This is the Shenlong Su Nu Gong that our Shenlong Sect has practiced for generations, and it has been passed down from generation to generation."

Then your Shenlong Sect is really bad. You have 80 points of internal strength and only points of physical strength. Although physical strength and internal strength are of different levels and can directly act on your body to enhance physical fitness, and can also cast spells and magical powers, they are not much.

Long Er thought he was worried about him and comforted him, "The Shenlong Sect has been destroyed. I was loyal to Wu Sangui and ended up like this. It is useless to have peerless martial arts. It is enough for me to follow you in the future."

"That won't work. You still have to continue practicing your martial arts skills, but you can stop practicing your Shenlong Su Nu Gong."

After practicing for several generations, you still can't even blow up a mountain. It's a waste of youth. You should change to learning Tathagata Palm as soon as possible.

As for teaching magic, Tan Wenjie had never even thought about it. Learning magic depends on aptitude and connections. There are no powerful gods in this world. Practicing magic will be ineffective, so it is better to practice magic through martial arts.

"What an exquisite palm technique!"

For several days, Long Er practiced Tathagata Palm seriously and diligently.

Some are busy during the day and some are very busy at night.

Young people must never suffer less hardships than they should.

However, Long'er has been eating very well recently, his skin is white and rosy, and he is full of energy. Tan Wenjie strongly suspects that if this continues for another year or so, the 80% of internal energy she gave him will be sucked back.

There is really no such thing as free food in the world.

"If you press my acupoints again, I will never let you off!" Tan Wenjie said.

He strives for revenge and never suffers any loss.

Long Er blushed: "Got it."

"Also, don't make your hairstyle so arrogant in the future."

His hairstyle was so high profile that he was afraid of being chopped.

The two of them re-entered the arena.

Long Er dressed up as a man and put on men's clothes for convenience, which were Tan Wenjie's clothes.

The clothes were loose, and when they matched his fair and handsome face, he looked fragile, with a kind of androgynous beauty.

When he saw her dressed like this, Tan Wenjie almost called out "Baoyu".

"You say it's convenient, but I told you that skirts are more convenient." Tan Wenjie said in a low voice, glancing at her hand holding his.

"Ajie, what did you say?" Long Er turned around and asked.

"I said you looked good."

It's definitely not okay to say don't hold your hand. A real man wouldn't be so ruthless as to pull up his pants without any sense of honor. However, Long Er imitates men's temperament very vividly, and has a handsome and heroic air, which makes people feel that she is a handsome young man.

When the two of them walked together on the street, Tan Wenjie always felt a chill on his back, and there were always gossipy looks at him.

Because he often looks at others in this way, it is so familiar to him.

Those people must be blind. I am handsome and strong, how could I be the one who had my eyes opened?

I entered the inn and found a table to sit down.

Tan Wenjie's eyes accidentally fell on a beautiful passerby.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and the narrow-waisted horse-faced skirt makes her butt shake when she walks.

His intentions are truly sinister.

Tan Wenjie turned his head and met Long Er's half-smiling gaze.

She was not angry and took it calmly. She had long seen through Tan Wenjie's true lustful face.

Someone nearby was gossiping quietly, "That thief mother and daughter were really arrogant, but this time they were in trouble. Hundreds of soldiers surrounded them."

Thieves and daughter?
Tan Wenjie's heart moved, and he asked the table next to him, "What about the two female thieves who like to pretend to sell themselves to bury their mothers?"

You don’t have to worry about being overheard when gossiping, and it will only be more exciting if someone can join in.

The people at the next table nodded frequently, "Yes, you've heard of it too?"

"A friend of mine...had a lot of money stolen from him."

Yes, he has a friend.

No one would believe him if he said he deliberately let himself be robbed or cheated, so in order not to damage his own image, he decided to put the blame on his friend.

"Then your friend can finally breathe a sigh of relief." Passerby B at the next table said, "Those two female thieves hit a wall this time."

Just as Tan Wenjie was thinking, a small hand next to him gently placed on the back of his hand.

When I turned around, I was met with Long Er's worried gaze.

"Don't worry, it's okay."

The two of them were looking at each other affectionately, but the people at the next table all shuddered and stopped gossiping. Instead, they looked at the two of them with curious eyes.

Talking about gossip is not as interesting as eating the melons in person.

After Tan Wenjie let go of his hand, someone took the initiative to speak: "Ahem, what should I call this friend?"

"Wei Xiaobao." He pointed at Long Er beside him, "This is my best friend Duolong."

I can see that you are good friends, holding hands and being inseparable.

After putting on someone else's vest, the pressure in Tan Wenjie's heart suddenly disappeared. He even wanted to kiss Wei Xiaobao and Duolong passionately in public to leave a famous poem for the future generations.

It was just Wei Xiaobao and Duolong quarreling on the street, what did it have to do with him.

However, his idea was rejected by Long Er, which made her unable to let go. She let go first and dared not to be too intimate with him anymore.

Long Er, you are actually a white-cut black.

After leaving the inn, Long Er asked, "Are you going to save someone?"

"It's hard to tell whether the legend is true or not," Tan Wenjie said, "I have to ask someone about it."

The best choice to get information is naturally the Tiandihui, which can be found in every corner. Tan Wenjie doesn't know them, but they know Tan Wenjie.

I deliberately put on a show and by noon someone contacted me.

Under the guidance of someone with ulterior motives, the two came to the Tiandihui branch, where someone had been waiting for them for a long time. Upon seeing them arrive, they clasped their fists and greeted them.

But this branch is really deserted.

Tan Wenjie glanced at the bloodstains in the corner that had not been cleaned up yet, and the half-cut off hand of someone on the roof.

Forget it, I’ll just pretend I didn’t see it for now.

"Greetings, Mr. Tan. I am the local branch leader."

"Seen? When?"

"I said seen, not seen."

"Have you seen it or not?"

"Nice to meet you."

“I’ve never seen it before.”

The branch leader wanted to roll his eyes.

I have heard of your fierce reputation. Some time ago, you destroyed the Shenlong Sect and killed Feng Xifan and Wu Yingxiong. The leader of our branch must learn some of your martial arts.

If I don't fight now, it's not because I'm afraid.

"Master Tan, is there anyone from the Tiandihui who can help?"

Tan Wenjie mentioned the officers and soldiers and the female thief, and asked about Chen Jinnan by the way.

He killed Feng Xifan as he pleased, not wanting to do good deeds without leaving a name.

"I just contacted the chief leader a while ago, but his whereabouts are elusive. He can contact us on his own initiative, but it is difficult for us to contact him. As for the female thief that Hero Tan mentioned? I don't know."

The branch leader said, "But the Qing dogs did besiege a town ahead and captured quite a few people."

His eyes suddenly lit up, "Does Mr. Tan want to save people?"

"Go ahead, hero. All consequences will be borne by our Tiandihui!"

The Tiandihui was willing to claim responsibility for the massacre of Qing soldiers.

"You don't know where Chen Jinnan is?"

"Uh, yeah."

"Go save people first."

The branch leader took the two of them and moved to the vicinity of the cell.

Tan Wenjie and the other two stood on the roof and saw hundreds of Qing soldiers standing ready for battle, and a monk in makeup walking back and forth with his hands behind his back.

His eyes were fixed on the monk.

He looks weird and you can tell at a glance that he is an expert in all kinds of unconventional techniques.

Ma Ning'er seemed to be related to him.

"This man is a demon monk from the Western Regions, and is good at using poison." The branch leader said, "You two heroes must be careful."

"Aren't you going with us?" asked Tan Wenjie.

You want me to go with you to rescue the girl?

There was confusion in the eyes of the branch leader.

There was no one in the entire branch except the chief. If I was not mistaken, the branch was most likely gone.

With Chen Jinnan always bringing dozens of people with him every time he appears on stage, and his arrogant style of carrying the sound system every time he appears on stage, how could the branch leader not be aware of his whereabouts?

There are also those body tissues in the branch that seemed to have not been cleaned up in time due to time constraints, which all illustrate the problem.

Of course, these cannot be regarded as direct evidence. What really concerns Tan Wenjie is the aura of the other party.

Magic tricks, spells, and the mysteries of Dunjia.

If a magician encounters me, I will really run into trouble. This level of sleight of hand is like showing off a sword in front of Guan Gong or pretending to be a dua in front of Brother Jie.

Why would a good person wear a human skin mask?

It would never be wrong to just kill him directly.

Tan Wenjie looked at Long Er and tried to make eye contact.

They had already turned the dry road of their hearts into a waterway, their minds were completely connected, and a simple eye contact was absolutely no problem.

Tan: There's something wrong with this guy.

Long: Okay, I'll go save them, what about you?
Tan: Let’s kill this guy first to prevent him from joining forces with the Qing soldiers outside.

Long: You and him should block the people outside. Be careful.

Just understand! X2
The two looked at each other and nodded.

Points: What are you staring at?

We're far away from here, and even if we speak you can't be heard from far away, so why should we communicate with our eyes?

I don’t understand, never mind, just nod along.

The branch leader felt a little nervous. The two of them showed a tacit understanding and seemed to have whispered a lot with their eyes. Could it be that he had been exposed?

Although we were three people acting together, I couldn't have a name. I could only be called the branch leader.

At this moment, a black figure attracted the attention of the three people.

In broad daylight, he wore night clothes and tiptoed towards the cell.

……

"This time it's terrible."

In the cell, Hongdou looked up and counted the tiny bugs on the spider web.

Ever since leaving Tan Wenjie's house, the mother and daughter have returned to their life of fraud. They promised to give the remaining money to their mother, but she refused to give up.

Now she just wants to say that spitting everywhere is not good and everyone is responsible for protecting the environment.

Unexpectedly, she got off to a bad start and was thrown into prison just after she targeted a fat sheep. Fortunately, she was smart enough to let her mother run away first. Although she was locked up, she was not without hope of escape.

At the same time, Hongdou's mother Zhu Xiaoqian was racking her brains to think about how to rescue her daughter.

She took great pains to finally find out the location of the cell.

In broad daylight, he sneaked in quietly in night clothes.

The most important thing when saving people is secrecy. She certainly wouldn't be like that idiot who wore white clothes at night. As the name of the nightgown suggests, she should wear all black.

"There's a lone idiot!" She chuckled, drew out her dagger, walked over, tiptoed closer, and put the knife against the other person's lower back.

"do not move!"

The person who was pressed on the lower back was stunned and slowly turned his head.

"Shock! You, a monk, are wearing makeup!"

The makeup was so thick that she looked even whiter than when she was pretending to be a corpse.

"I'm telling you, if you don't cooperate with me, I will stab you to death. No one will see it anyway." Zhu Xiaoqian threatened.

"Do you want to take a look over there?" The evil monk from the Western Regions pointed to the side.

"what?"

Zhu Xiaoqian turned her neck slowly. Hundreds of Qing soldiers were staring at her.

The dagger dropped to the ground and she raised her hands.

cell.

"Bang!" The prison door closed.

Hongdou looked at her mother in night clothes and couldn't help wondering, "Why are you locked up here too?"

And with this outfit, it should be daytime now.

She felt relieved when she thought about how unreliable her mother was.

"That monk in disguise was too cunning." Zhu Xiaoqian looked angry. "He almost saw through my carefully prepared ambush."

"We are done now."

They entered the prison, which was heavily guarded outside. No one could save them unless gods came down to earth. However, not only did they not worship gods on a regular basis, they also occasionally went to the temple to borrow some snacks to eat. They definitely did not show any mercy to Buddha.

"I'm not married yet."

With a loud bang, the prison door was suddenly knocked away and a young man in a white robe flew in.

He turned his palm, and the wind from his palm was like a heavy hammer, knocking over the Qing soldiers guarding the cell, and beating them like hanging a painting.

It came lightly and landed gracefully after turning around.

With another flip of the hand, the lock of the cell door was broken.

Hongdou looked at the other person's graceful and elegant figure, and was dazzled for a moment, but she quickly shook her head.

No matter how handsome he is, I already have someone in my heart.

Stealing his money and then marrying him, there are very few opportunities to make money like this in the world. I can only say sorry to the handsome and elegant young man in front of me.

"Hurry up! It's dangerous ahead, let's go to the back."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and slapped the wall, leaving a palm-sized hole two people high.

You are so capable, it shouldn't be a problem if you don't rush.

on the roof.

Tan Wenjie and the branch leader stared at each other.

They had agreed to work together to kill the traitor first, so why was Long Er so brave to rush in to save people by himself?

It seems that the inner communication is still not fully communicated and there are some errors in the eye contact.

Sweat more in leisure time, bleed less in war time, and you cannot be lazy when it comes to inner communication.

Tan Wenjie slapped out quickly with such force and power that the branch leader only had time to scream "Ah" before his body was pulled into a gyroscope and spun into the sky.

All the protective Qi, internal strength, mysterious moves, etc., became useless in front of a slap from the innate supernatural power.

It fell to the ground, twitched a few times, and then became silent.

Looking down at his hand, he saw a small piece of human skin in his palm.

The Qing soldiers below had already reacted and started shooting with their crossbows.

The dense rain of arrows completely enveloped Tan Wenjie.

He tapped the tiles with his feet, and his body instantly penetrated the roof and disappeared into the earth.

The crackling sound of arrows hitting the tiles was like a sudden downpour in hot summer.

The evil monk from the Western Regions outside changed his expression.

"Qi Men Dun Jia?"

The level of the spell was too high and he couldn't understand it.

The information he found related to Tan Wenjie was difficult to tell whether it was true or false. He only knew that the Ma Ning'er he had carefully crafted was cut in half by the other party's sword, and the expensive Qimen Dunjia iron frame chariot was also scrapped.

Suddenly, everything went dark in front of his eyes, his chin went numb and he lost feeling, and his body flew into the group of Qing soldiers.

We have hundreds of people, how can we lose? !

The evil monk from the Western Regions tried hard to blink.

Hey, why is it raining people from the sky?

There was a loud noise and people were flying all over the sky.

With a crackling sound, the flying man hit the ground and turned into mud.

All the preparations were turned into paper, and force can defeat skill.

Tan Wenjie stood in front of the Western Region Demon Monk and looked down at him: "Since you lured me here in advance, you must have set a trap. Come on! I, Chen Jinnan, will take it!"

Demonic Monk from the Western Regions: "..."

Your portrait has been circulated everywhere, but you still pretend to be Chen Jinnan. How shameless.

Because of a comminuted fracture of his jaw, the evil monk from the Western Regions was forced to remain silent.

I have something to complain about, but I can't.

Isn't it a trap if hundreds of people besieging you with crossbows? If I had known you were so strong, I would have been a fool to think of an ambush.

"Okay, I really underestimated you lackeys." Tan Wenjie nodded, "Every one of you is very tough."

The Bat Wizard and the Evil Monk from the Western Regions, they are all very stubborn.

Demonic Monk from the Western Regions: "..."

Stretch out your fingers and gesture, and explain it clearly.

"How dare you challenge me by giving me the middle finger!"

The evil monk from the Western Regions:?
"Whoosh-"

A crossbow arrow flew towards him, and Tan Wenjie's body instinctively sensed the danger. If he didn't avoid it, it wouldn't cause much damage to his body, but it would tear his clothes.

His body tilted slightly, and the arrow grazed his waist and hit the Western Region evil monk right between his eyebrows.

Tan Wenjie turned around and looked at the Qing soldiers who were holding crossbows and were already dazed.

"Well done, my good brother, I'll leave this to you. I'll go first!"

After saying that, he leaped onto the roof and disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only the Qing soldier who had just attacked standing there.

Meeting the skeptical looks of his other companions.

It's over now.

"Listen to my explanation! He tricked me!"

……

Ruined temple.

A safe house where you must escape.

Long'er's old illness came back again. After saving the people, he held the mother and daughter in his arms and continued on his way.

"What a familiar smell." Hongdou gently sniffed the scent of the person who rescued her.

Biological genes help people choose their other half. The smell of the other person is like a signal. If it smells good, it means that the genes have chosen the other person.

However, humans are advanced primates and are not led by genes. Emotions are also very important, and smell can only be considered as one of the selection criteria.

Long Er stayed with Tan Wenjie all day, and her clothes were even Tan Wenjie's clothes, which made her look fragile, and naturally she had the smell of Tan Wenjie on her body.

After putting the people down, Long Er said, "I will save you. My friend will go and intercept the Qing soldiers. He will be here soon."

"Thank you, young man." Hongdou clasped his fists in thanks.

Zhu Xiaoqian looked at her daughter and then at Long Er. After all, it was a life-saving grace, so it would not be nice to say anything unpleasant even if the other party was a sissy.

But it is absolutely impossible to seduce your own daughter.

"Ahem, Hongdou, haven't you prepared a dowry and are going to marry that guy named Tan?" Zhu Xiaoqian exerted her strength at the critical moment.

Anko's cheeks flushed, but she didn't deny it.

Although the young hero who saved her was handsome, smelled good, had great martial arts skills, had a handsome figure, and looked smart, she already had someone in her heart.

I can only say sorry to him.

Long Er smiled, she understood completely.

When Tan Wenjie followed the mark left by Long Er, he saw a strange scene.

Zhu Xiaoqian sat at the door silently.

Hongdou curled up, looked at Long Er from time to time, and then shook her head.

And Long Er who was meditating and resting.

"It's you!" Zhu Xiaoqian exclaimed.

Hearing the voice, Hongdou stood up, and after a moment of surprise, she looked at Long Er.

"Miss Hongdou, long time no see." Tan Wenjie nodded and greeted her.

Although Long Er got there first as he was expected to be the hero saving the beauty, he was confident... Wait!
Why is Hongdou always looking at Ryuji?

Could it be that Mr. Tan’s charm is not as good as that of a sissy?

Oh no, the girl I wanted to pick up was picked up by my own girl.

Long Er smiled at him, walked over and took his hand.

Red beans: Σ(°△°|||)︴

My mind was in a mess. The man I wanted to marry before, the man who saved the beautiful girl, turned out to be...

It's quite enjoyable.

But where is my place? I am the redundant one.

"I'm a woman dressed as a man." Long Er took off his hat, shook his hair, and immediately revealed the answer.

She stood beside Tan Wenjie with her long hair draped over her shoulders.

At the same time, he whispered, "I didn't expect you still have a lot of debts of love."

Tan Wenjie also replied in a low voice: "Being emotional has always been my shortcoming."

He is an open scumbag, he is lustful with a clear conscience, and he never uses despicable means to pick up girls.

Thinking of this, I quietly hid the firewood I loved to prevent it from falling out and ruining my great and glorious image.

"Huh." Hongdou breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the man I like didn't have any problems and he still likes women.

But after he left me, I actually have such a wonderful partner by my side. I feel sad when I think about it.

Take another look at Long Er standing next to Tan Wenjie. She looks heroic when she dresses as a man, but now with her long hair draped over her shoulders she has another kind of charm. Even as a woman, she feels that she is a head shorter than her.

"Is the dowry ready?" asked Tan Wenjie.

"Of course I'm ready." Hongdou replied subconsciously, "Why, what do you want to do?"

"You need at least ten kilograms of gold and jewelry to marry me."

"If I had that much money I would keep it for myself. I would be stupid to use it as a dowry."

Zhu Xiaoqian was just sighing. Her daughter's appearance reminded her of her own youth. It was a dark and windy night. She used the alias Chunjiao and met Zhiming. Then... then... then... ten minutes later...

In short, Chunjiao and Zhiming separated later, and the most beautiful woman in the world had a little burden by her side from then on.

"So are you going to get married or not?"

"marry!"

Monogamy is such a good thing, only a fool would not get married.

(End of this chapter)