C104 (1/2)

Hm?

Duan Hong shook his head, feeling a little tinnitus, as if he had fallen into a wrapped swamp. He suddenly discovered that the previously incomparably arrogant Hong Fenghuang was now hugging him!

< p > ”I'll go!” What the f * * k is going on? ”

Duan Hong moved his body, and quickly put on his pants in fright. Looking at the wound on his arm, he saw that Hong Fenghuang was in a mess.

Duan Hong's mind went blank as he almost fell to the ground. Both of his hands continuously slapped his head.

No matter how he slapped it, he could not recall what just happened.

No matter how he slapped it, he couldn't recall what just happened.

Even if he lost consciousness just now, he would have understood what was happening. Looking at Hong Fenghuang's rosy face that was lying on the ground, he realized that this woman was also very beautiful when she was peacefully sleeping.

No matter how he slapped it, he couldn't recall what just happened.

Duan Hong thought.

He had just started cultivating, but he didn't feel anything.

After the eruption of his strength, negative emotions such as weakness, sadness, sadness, and emptiness surged forth. Duan Hong sat on the ground anxiously with a worried expression.

Hong Fenghuang didn't care about her, but after all, they were related. Looking at her scratching hands, they were sure they were not voluntary, I really am an idiot, I have quite a large enmity with her, how could she willingly do it?

I actually did this to a woman?

Aiya!

What a bastard!

Duan Hong secretly blamed himself. He was the type of person who had lust filled his heart, but didn't carry it out, and now that he had actually done it, he felt extremely regretful. He felt that he was apologizing to others, and even more so, to the First Master who taught him Zen Sect.

< p > Contradictory is full of entanglement.

Suddenly, a sharp pain came from his right chest, the intense pain caused Duan Hong's brain to come to its senses. Looking at the purple colored shirt that was covered in blood, he could still remember Hong Fenghuang giving him a knife before he could not recall what it was.

No matter how he slapped it, he couldn't recall what just happened.

Duan Hong's strong physique, coupled with the fact that he had been soaking in the Ku Chan Temple for four years and was in a strange state just now, otherwise it would have been impossible for him to recover so quickly.

Duan Hong immediately took out some scraps from his pocket. He dug out a little bit of his phone, money and that box of Black Jade Paste and placed it on his chest.

A cool feeling carried away the pain, and the phone vibrated again.

Duan Hong took the phone and looked at it. The number displayed on it was Zhu Shan's, and he immediately picked up the call.

”Hong, Hong, where are you?” We were saved by an old Taoist, Mad Dog and Overlord were like grandchildren in front of the old Taoist. I kicked them a few times, and they were like dogs, not daring to resist at all. ”Hong?”

Duan Hong said lazily: ”Zhu Shan, it's good that you're fine, where is that old Daoist? He's our senior, please treat him well! ”

< p > ”Old Daoist?” Eh? Where's Erdan that old Taoist? Hong, the old Taoist has disappeared. ”

Duan Hong smiled bitterly, thinking to himself that this was the way it was for 'grandpa'.

”Zhu Shan, you can go to the hospital now and stay there to protect my uncle for the next few days. I'm afraid that someone might find trouble with him, so if there's any movement, give me a call immediately.”