It was night, the moonlight was bright and the breeze was gentle. It was not as hot as before, but even a hint of coolness.

The disciples of Qianyin Hall were stationed in a wasteland a hundred miles away from Naples. Fanyin called people to clean up the ground and sat upright in the moonlight to play the piano. The sound of the piano revealed the elegant sentiment of the piano player.

Brother Killer held the wet mud in his hand in disgust. Is it worth it to make himself dirty in order to defeat this guy? Is it worth it? He also wants face?

"Bang!" Chu Li quickly touched the wet mud on Brother Killer's face and evenly wiped it: "What are you doing while standing there? I'll wipe it."

That's right, their plan tonight is to use dirty wet mud to defeat the Sanskrit sound with strength of more than five revolutions. Two of them, one three revolutions and one two revolutions, have no chance of winning against a big boss like Sanskrit. If you use normal combat methods, you will not be able to win at all.

Using wet mud can make them safer.

Brother Killer wiped his face, took a breath, took off the wet mud in the bag and started attacking.

"Bang!" Fan Yin, immersed in his beautiful piano sound, opened his eyes and stared at the huge mud spot on the piano for three seconds.

"Ah!" Fanyin was so scared that she broke her voice. She retreated three meters away at a speed that Chu Li had never seen before, and shouted at the frightened disciples of Qianyin Palace: "Clearn it quickly, clean it up!"

Of course, the disciples of Qianyin Palace knew their senior brothers, and pounced at Fanyin's piano as fast as possible, and wiped it clean with their sleeves.

"Huh..." The disciples were relieved. Fortunately, it was just a mud spot. If there were many, if there were sandstorms, the eldest brother would definitely...

"Ah..." Fanyin's broken voice came out again, and the disciples suddenly jumped in their hearts and raised their heads. Sure enough, countless muds hit the air.

It's over...

"ah!"

"ah!"

"ah!"

The great disciple of Qianyin Palace wiped the mud on his face and sweated again. The eldest brother's voice was so powerful. His strongest skill was not the mountains and flowing water, but it was clearly the magic sound that penetrated the ears.

"Don't throw it again!" Chu Li took out more accumulated wet mud from her bag and vowed to force Fanyin out of the base.

Fanyin was frightened by the dirty soil, and the disciples of Qianyin Palace were also very nervous when Fanyin shouted and yelled. Chu Li and the killer brother were lost for a long time before they had the chance to find Chu Li and the others who were thrown away the wet mud.

"It's them again! Catch them!" When the disciples of Qianyin Palace saw Chu Li, their new and old hatred made them so angry that they took out their weapons and dealt with Chu Li.

But Chu Li's target was not them. She easily avoided their attacks and kept throwing mud at Fanyin.

Fanyin was frightened by this dirty attack and fled everywhere, and soon left the garrison of the disciples of Qianyin Palace. Chu Li followed him closely, and the speed of the two was far higher than that of ordinary disciples, so they gradually separated from the others.

Chu Li caught up with Fanyin. At that time, Fanyin was standing by the water and nervously tidying up his clothes. There were a few more mud spots on his flawless robe, which seemed particularly shocking on the large piece of white.

"Sanyin!" Chu Li shouted, and Sanyin subconsciously turned around.

"Bang!" The muddy black mud-like object hit Fanyin's face, and Fanyin's hands tidied up her clothes stopped.

Chu Li didn't move. Fan Yin's failure to move made her a little nervous. Is she going to take the ultimate move?

"What is this?" Fanyin still didn't move, but Chu Li knew that he was referring to the thing he had just lost.

"Xiang." Chu Li replied calmly.

Fanyin was silent for five seconds. When Chu Li was about to take action to fight, the other party fell down.

Dizzy...dizzy?

Chu Li walked three times around Fanyin who was lying straight, and then made sure that the other party was not pretending, and took out the rope that had been prepared for a long time and tied the other party tightly.

Brother Killer also rushed over and was shocked to see Chu Li tied Fanyin tightly.

"I'll kill it so quickly?" Didn't it mean that the Fanyin has at least five turns, and Chu Li can defeat him so quickly?

Chu Li laughed: "The wet mud I'm coaxing him to throw is Xiang."

Brother Killer gave a thumbs up: "Renior!"

Chu Li smiled so much that her stomach hurt. The cleansing obsessive patient was so easy to deal with. She also prepared a lot of wet mud and applied her face. She hoped that this guy would reduce his actions because he was afraid of wet mud during the fight. But she just lost the wet mud and the other party fainted. How could this kind of funny feeling be so haha?

A day later, Chu Li and the killer brother took Fanyin on a journey back.

Without Fanyin, John and others were enough to deal with the disciples of the Qianyin Temple. Naples had abundant resources and easy to defend and difficult to attack. They could develop as soon as possible.

The blond little girl Selena cried and shouted not to follow John and the others. Chu Li had no choice but to take her away. They were sitting back with the ship-shaped magic weapon given by John, and the speed was OK, but along the way, the two of them were still worried that Fanyin would suddenly explode.

However, Fanyin's reaction was surprising.

"Get me water, I want to take a shower." As soon as he woke up, Fan Yin glanced at the two guys holding weapons beside him, regardless of his current dangerous situation, and asked directly.

The killer brother glanced at him and ignored him.

Chu Li answered, "You are okay, don't worry, when we arrive in Penglai, you can wash whatever you want."

"Chu Li!" Fan Yin's face turned red and he threatened: "Are you not afraid that my junior brother would tell the Thirteenth Lords about your coming to Rome! Chu Li, you are so arrogant! I want to take a shower!"

"You won't say much if you're bathing?" Chu Li asked back.

Fanyin was suffocated, gritted her teeth and thought for a while, and made a difficult choice: "Yes."

Wow~ This cleansing patient is quite handsome. Chu Li stood up, took a bucket, took some sea water and poured it on Fanyin.

"Bah! Puff!" Fanyin shook his body, and the sudden sea water almost suffocated him. He stared at Chu Li, very angry: "Chu Li, you have no faith!"

Chu Li did not have the awareness of lying, and said with a stern voice: "I said, when you go to Penglai, you can wash whatever you want, but it won't work now."

"I can't run!" Fan Yin broke the sound again. How could he run if he was so dirty?

Chu Li closed her eyes and ignored him. The ones tied up the Fanyin were tied with the immortal rope. They still gave him a lot of medicines to make his bones soft when he was in a coma. Even if the Fanyin five turns, even if he had many moves, he would not be able to escape in just a few moves.

Two days later, Chu Li and others finally arrived in Penglai, and Fan Yin also took the bath he wanted to take.

"Will he run away?" Qi Xueer was a little worried. This guy was about the same strength as Jin Xing, so he let go of him with confidence?

Chu Li laughed and handed her a cloth bag: "If he dares to run away, you will throw him away."

Fan Yin paused when he stepped into the bathroom, his body was still trembling. After some psychological preparation, he suppressed his fear.

"Where is Mu Yi?" Chu Li took the tea handed over by Qi Xueer, handed out the cloth bag, and asked about Qin Muyi's condition in detail.
Chapter completed!