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Chapter 65 Merry Recording*

"You...you are a disciple!" Su Tianxin blushed and spat and cursed.

She knew that she was very beautiful and was also a famous beauty in Qingzhou at the time, but she didn't expect that this serious Confucian disciple was actually the kind of lustful person.

Su Fang was stunned. Have you misunderstood something? No matter how hungry I am, I will not be interested in an old woman who has lived for thousands of years. What I am interested in is the Thunder City behind you, which is a small world that is not in the Three Realms and Five Elements.

Killing and setting fires are essential products for traveling at home, especially if he doesn't know how many enemies he had in his predecessors, he doesn't have anything to save his life, so he can only hang out everywhere and dare not reveal his identity.

"Wule Tears City will attract Gan Jiang because Wule Tears City is transformed by Gan Jiang's resentment, which will arouse the tears of all living beings entering Wule Tears City, and thus lead Gan Jiang out of the sword." Su Fang explained.

"So, I have been collecting love legends from all over the years to ease the resentment of Gan Jiang. However, these legends have become less and less affected by Gan Jiang, and they can no longer satisfy Gan Jiang." Su Tianxin realized that he had misunderstood and his face turned redder, but he still explained.

"That's your method is wrong!" Su Fang said lightly.

"How do you say this?" Su Tianxin looked at Su Fang and asked.

"If I guess correctly, you read the collected legend directly to Gan Jiang?" Su Fang asked, looking at Su Tianxin.

"How do you know?" Su Tianxin looked at Su Fang in surprise. Could it be that this person was secretly observing her, but how did he not be noticed by Wulei City and himself?

"From the future, I will wait for me every night. I will teach you the correct way to open the legend!" Su Fang said to Su Tianxin.

"Why is it night?" Su Tianxin asked in confusion.

"Because I have no time during the day!" Su Fang said lightly.

Su Tianxin frowned, always feeling that this person had bad intentions, but thinking about his own strength, he didn't have to worry about what bad things Su Fang could do to him.

"You don't need to find those legends, I will write them myself!" Su Fang continued to look at Su Tianxin.

"You can still write legends?" Su Tianxin was stunned. It was not that the orthodox Confucian disciples looked down on the storyteller who wrote love legends. This person was different from the Confucian disciples she had met.

"Actually, there is no love legend, it's just a record of the romantic story of Confucian scholars! And there are not a thousand scholars I know but eight hundred!" Su Fang said lightly.

What kind of love novels or color novels are just diaries of scumbags!

"Birds of a feather flock together, and I always feel that you are not a good person!" Su Tianxin said to Su Fang.

The kind of people have all kinds of friends. This is called feathers gather together. Su Fang can know so many romantic scholars, and he will not be a good person.

"Lotus, which is not stained with mud, and is washed with clear water without being charming. As the most orthodox Confucian scholar, I am refining my heart in the world and keeping my heart in the air, and I am not the kind of person you think!" Su Fang knew what Su Tianxin was thinking and explained.

Sure enough, you can't lie, otherwise you will need more excuses to cover up, and you shouldn't lie and know so many scholars.
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