Hong Xiong stared blankly at the beautiful nun in front of him, looking at this mysterious figure from head to toe.

First of all, when he saw the nun’s pretty face, why did he look so much like his mother? Hong Xiong didn’t dare to think about it anymore.

He saw the nun wearing gray clothes, a gray hat, holding a whisk in her hand, her eyes were clear and bright, and she didn't have an arm. Hong Xiong's first thought was that he had met a one-armed nun, and then he denied his random thoughts again.

Could it be that the one-armed god Ni and Chen Jinnan reappeared?

Hong Xiong was stunned immediately and didn't know what to say. Of course at that time, Wei Xiaobao had not been born yet, of course in Jin Yong's writings, so Hong Xiong did not think of Wei Xiaobao1.

At the same time, the beautiful nun was also looking at Hong Xiong, and then smiled slightly. Of course she was also satisfied with Hong Xiong, who was very strong and handsome.

Hong Xiong looked at the beautiful nun like this for a long time. The nun suddenly stretched out her hand again, touched Hong Xiong's pulse, and said faintly: "You are already in the late stage of the Golden Elixir. This is incredible——"

"What? What is terminal cancer? Female master, are you not sick?" Hong Xiong quickly withdrew his hand in fear and looked at the beautiful nun in a daze with even stranger and more suspicious eyes.

The beautiful nun shook her head and said, "You are sick. You don't have a fever." After that, she reached out and touched Hong Xiong's head.

Hong Xiong immediately made a smart move, but in front of an expert, how dare Hong Xiong dare to act so arrogantly with his little ability?

The beautiful nun's hand flew out, followed Hong Xiong's head, and pinned it on Hong Xiong's forehead. Hong Xiong couldn't escape even if he wanted to.

Hong Xiong's head was held tightly by gentle hands, not to mention that it was tight, but it was almost.

Hong Xiong felt that this palm was softer than Zhuang Xue's, and he couldn't imagine it.

The beautiful nun touched Hong Xiong's head and pulse like a doctor, then stood with one palm in front of his chest and shouted a Dharma chant: "Amitabha, Ah Xiong, you don't usually practice Kung Fu? How can that be allowed?"

"What kind of martial arts do you practice? Qigong or————" Hong Xiong was in a fog at this moment, and his attitude towards the beautiful nun suddenly became even colder.

The beautiful nun smiled slightly and said, "Do you know who your father is?"

"Master of the Hongmen Hall in Shanghai, please don't mess with me?" Hong Xiong said and took a step back. He was not afraid of the beautiful nun, but felt that the beautiful nun was too weird and a little unapproachable.

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"Hey, you don't know anything? Then I have to tell you. Come with me. I have some good things for you." After that, the beautiful nun turned around and left, still talking to Hong Xiong.

He also wanted to give Hong Xiong some mysterious token.

Driven by curiosity, Hong Xiong said to himself: "I will go with you, and you can still eat me. Will my brother Xiong be afraid of a nun and not make people laugh if the news spreads?"

Hong Xiong made up his mind and went with the nun without fear of anything.
Chapter completed!