Chu Ci fell into Fang Xing's arms like a log, but her embrace was full of warmth and softness. Yet the handsome face of the thief monk before him left Fang Xing a bit dumbfounded. Where in the world did this monk pop up from, and could his timing be any more perfect? And how could his Muyu be so magical, knocking a woman down with precision...
At this moment, Divine Show Little Monk appeared worried, complaining, "Why didn't you dodge when this woman hit you just now? Luckily, I arrived quickly. How did I do, Junior Brother?"
"Damn it, today I won't stop beating you until I make sure I'm not a Buddhist..."
Fang Xing had nothing left to say, and suddenly went up and kicked him down, followed by a flurry of kicks.
"Ouch, Senior Brother, I really meant well..."
"I'll show you what I think of your good intentions..."
"Waaah... Senior Brother, I know I was wrong..."
"I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget..."
