"Little brother, you left and came back, could it be that you can't bear to leave me?"
Wu Chen simply used his fingers to move the sword that the man in black was holding on his neck, and quickly stood up, jumped off the bed, and came to Zuo An to confront him.
It seems that this guy is much smarter than he imagined. He discovered so quickly that he was not the real Hua Qingcheng.
However, this also meant that the person in front of him knew Hua Qingcheng very well. When he thought of this, Wu Chen felt a little unhappy inexplicably.
It's a tangled mess that can't be sorted out.
It’s bad enough that his “good sister” has many husbands at home, but her “romantic debts” outside are also endless.
"hehe……"
Zuo An laughed in anger when he heard this.
"You slut, you're pretending to be Hua Qingcheng, and you even dared to seduce me! Your face is thicker than the city wall!"
Zuo An turned the Frost Sword in his hand, made a beautiful sword flower, and then stabbed straight at Wu Chen's heart.
"Little brother, if you say that, I'll be sad!"
Wu Chen curled the corners of his lips slightly, looking at the black-clothed man in front of him who was trying to kill him with a half-smile, and then he used a "move step" move to quickly avoid the opponent's fatal attack.
joke!
This is the body of his "good sister". He would feel sad if she was bumped or hurt. What's more, the other party's moves were fierce and wanted to kill him, so of course he had to fight with all his strength.
Wu Chen, who had no weapon, flew up and used the Pingyang Finger to chop towards the left bank continuously. Then, bursts of "ping pong" sounds rang out in the room.
"Pingyang Finger?"
Facing Hua Qingcheng's deadly counterattacks, Zuo An dodged left and right while thinking rapidly in his mind. However, after the two exchanged more than ten moves, he still couldn't figure out a clue.
In the current martial arts world, the only ones capable of using the Pingyang Finger are the bald monks of Tianlong Temple. And Tianlong Temple is far away in Zhaoyang Country, where the monks won't easily leave. As far as Zuo An knows, within the borders of Laifeng Country, the only monk with this ability is Wuchen, the monk brought back by Huafu Ye Maochun.
However, if it was that dubious monk Hua Heshang impersonating Hua Qingcheng, that obviously didn't make sense. First of all, the difference in their figures was quite significant; it was impossible. Thinking of this, Zuo An immediately dismissed the idea.
Hua Qingcheng, who was soundly asleep in Room 8, was suddenly awakened by a sudden "ping-pong" noise. She didn't want to respond, but as the noise grew louder and louder, she finally couldn't help but sit up from the bed.
However, the noise outside showed no sign of stopping, but rather intensified. After realizing the noise was coming from Room 6, Hua Qingcheng quickly jumped off the bed and ran out.
"Flower Monk!"
"flower……"
When Hua Qingcheng arrived at Room No. 6, what she saw was Monk Hua, who looked like her, fighting a life-and-death battle with Zuo An.
"stop!"
"Stop it now!"
Seeing that the room was in a mess, with tables, chairs, benches, cabinets, etc. all broken and rotten, Hua Qingcheng hurriedly ordered the two of them to stay.
If we let them continue to fight, I'm afraid that just compensating for these things will cost a lot of money. Thinking of this, Hua Qingcheng couldn't help but feel a pang of pain.
"My dear sister, why are you here?"
Looking at Hua Qingcheng who suddenly appeared, a trace of guilt flashed across Wu Chen's face, but he quickly suppressed it.
"Why are you two fighting?" Hua Qingcheng, who was dressed as Wuchen, looked at Zuo An and Wuchen suspiciously.
"My dear sister, you came at the right time. This cold-faced evil spirit in black clothes sneaked into my room out of the blue and tried to molest me! When I refused, he picked up a sword and wanted to kill me. I was scared to death!" Wu Chen stepped forward and grabbed one of Hua Qingcheng's arms, then started to complain.
"Monk Wuchen?"
Zuo An was slightly surprised and looked at the bald monk in white monk robes whose arm was grabbed by "Hua Qingcheng" in confusion.
But why was the conversation between these two people so bizarre? Were they sure it wasn't the other way around? Could it be that this woman with a bad taste was really Hua Qingcheng? Was she being led astray by this unruly monk?
In just a moment, Zuo'an's mind was already full of thoughts.
"You slut, you're so shameless! You're actually blaming me for something else!"
After hearing Wu Chen's words, Zuo An hummed left and right. He had never seen such a scoundrel.
The more he thought about it, the angrier Zuo'an became. He then drew his sword again and chased Wuchen. Wuchen dodged left and right, exiting the smashed-down rubble of Room 6. Once in the hallway, he leaped from the second-floor window toward the first-floor entrance of the inn. Seeing this, Zuo'an followed suit.
"Hey, you two guys, stop it now!" Hua Qingcheng, who did not have the two men's abnormal light skills, also hurried down the stairs and ran to the first floor of the inn.
Not only Hua Qingcheng, the sounds of the fight between Wu Chen and Zuo An also attracted many guests in the inn. They all ran out of their rooms one by one, watching with interest Wu Chen and Zuo An as they moved the fight from the second floor to the first floor.
As for the waiter and the innkeeper, they were calmly waiting for the two men to fight. After all, this was the capital, an important place under the emperor's feet, and only a few people would cause trouble without paying compensation.
"You haunting fellow, why are you chasing me, your sister?"
Wu Chen, who was dressed as Hua Qingcheng, smoothed Hua Qingcheng's high ponytail in a naughty manner, but he was thinking in his heart that one day he would let his "good sister" wear a lady's dress and change to a woman's hairstyle so that he could see this "good sister"'s charming and lovely appearance.
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