Da Xia Ming Fei Zhen 68

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After hearing the name, the white-haired boy was stunned for a moment, stuffed his fingers into his nostrils, and turned around.

"What the hell? You guys from Sha Lian are so noisy about naming names?"

"It's not all like this." Chang'an Zhile rubbed the back of his head, "Hey hey hey," "It's just that occasionally there are a few that are more shameful."

Ming Feizhen rolled his eyes at the boss, cleaned up the rice, and handed out the bowl.

"Young man, you should be honest and low-key. Do you see how proud I am of calling you Ming Thanos?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, either because he was frightened by the amount of food or because he was shameless. He took the bowl and filled it with rice after a moment's delay. In just this little time, two plates of food were left empty.

Ming Shaoxia was drunk after eating and said, "Okay, I'll take the meal. Take the plate away."

"No, I still have a mission."

"That's right, less tricks and more sincerity." Ming Feizhen casually pulled out an iron stick from the young man's pocket, which seemed like a hidden weapon, and picked his teeth.

"What else do you want to do here?"

The slender boy patted his chest confidently.

"I'm here to save you."

"Get out of here."

The postscript follows the preface so quickly that there is almost no order of precedence.

The slender young man did not look depressed. Instead, he had a sneer on his lips that was inconsistent with his age, adding a bit of handsomeness and aloofness.

Zhile put his hands together, and his ten fingers made a crackling sound.

"Brother, once you see what I'm capable of, I'm afraid you won't be able to say such things again." Then, he stepped into the formation.

This formation, based on sunstone, is specially designed to destroy the evil qualities. When a young man is born in the Killing League, the internal skills he develops will most likely not be fair and honest.

Who would have thought that when he stepped into the formation, his face would not change, he would not resist with any luck, nor would he be speechless in pain, as if nothing had happened.

Even Ming Feizhen was imprisoned because of the Six Evil Qi in his body, but he didn't expect this guy to take it lightly.

Doesn't this mean that this young man...has no internal strength at all?

Where do you get the confidence to save people? !

At this time, Zhile has reached the side of Ming Feizhen's body, with his palms parted, left up and right down, forming a yin and yang image.

The handsome young man raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile.

"Young hero, please watch your moves."

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Five days passed quickly.

Due to the dealings of the Secret Fruit Lord, no one visited the place where the formation was located in these five days. He himself even sat at the entrance and exit for a day and night to show that he was strong in blocking and could not be underestimated by others.

But after all, the great monk is busy with many things and cannot be there day and night. When he gets a chance, Yun Gu, the envoy of Yuntian Palace, arrives again.

Among the disciples of Yuntian Palace, those who can serve as "envoys" and let them out are all those who have successfully cultivated "Bing Xin" and have a mind as calm as ice and snow.

This is also the reason why Yun Gu, despite her martial arts experience, remains indifferent in front of big figures such as Tian Bin and others. But even with her Bing Xin cultivation, she still felt the worries of internal and external conflicts.

As for the outsiders, now the three outsiders are coming together. Although they are probably not thinking about the same thing, their goals are extremely troublesome and they are focused on the same person.

Killing and uniting with the Demon Cult will make everyone proud. Especially this time, the demon sect sent out masters at the Dharma King level, which was a huge obstacle to what she wanted.

Internally, it is more difficult to find out what is wrong than imagined.

Extraordinarily high martial arts skills are only one aspect.

What's even more difficult is Ming Feizhen.

Money, power, beauty, nothing seems to interest him, let alone seduction. I don’t know what kind of discipline can make a fourteen-year-old boy grow up like this.

For Daluoshan, Yuntiangong, who is also a hidden stream, has a profound understanding that no one else can have. It is a level that even sects such as Shaolin and Wudang, which are among the three major sects of Zhengdao, cannot touch.

Daluoshan's education will not make people like this. This is the result obtained after countless observations and verifications. The disciples of Daluoshan have always been chivalrous, upright, intelligent, kind and honest, and have no fight with the world. They are all hermits who dislike fame to the point of illness.

But just like this, their weaknesses have become more and more obvious. Just like pure white paper is more easily stained with various colors, each generation of Daluoshan disciples has their own weaknesses that are very clear to them and easy to break into.

Ming Feizhen doesn't look like them at all.

Although he has too many exposed flaws to count, it is difficult to find the key to swaying him.

Yun Gu asked herself that her appearance was not bad, and her experience in the art of charm was quite good, but she still found it difficult to succeed in front of him.

This... I'm afraid it has nothing to do with Daluoshan, but the teachings of Minghuayu.

Suddenly Yun Gu felt like she didn't know where to start.

She hadn't slept for several days and nights in order to think about how to deal with it. But there is still no good solution.

"Sir, I'm here to pay you a visit."

Yun Gu shook off the confusion that was about to overwhelm her, and determined to find flaws in the conversation bit by bit.

"Why are you here again?"

A smile bloomed on Yun Gu's pretty face, as if the hesitation in her heart just now was all fake, and she walked to the stone formation with a gust of fragrant wind.

"We haven't seen you for many days. The slave family is worried that the young master will be lonely..." However, the smile and words condensed at the same time.

——Did I...see it wrong...

In front of her was a man lying on a big rock, holding an unknown page of paper in his left hand, a duck leg in his right hand, and a piece of paper in his mouth.

A white-haired boy smoking a cigarette and wearing Western sunglasses on his face, humming a tune.

Yun Gu felt a little headache.

And behind Ming Fei's real body, there was a young man working hard.

Look at the slender young man moving his palms like flying, with subtle changes in tapping, grabbing, stabbing and pinching, and the force is just right.

In the midst of my busy schedule, I didn’t forget to ask a question.

"Young hero, how about this move?"

"Hmm... Not bad, not bad."

Ming Shaoxia's face was as dark as water and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Focus on the left shoulder."

"Okay~"

Zhile pressed hard on her left shoulder... Yungu always suspected that there was something wrong with her eyes and head at the same time.

"What's going on?"

It took me a long time to ask.

This is the first time we have met the young Yun Gu from Chang'an Zhile. Master Le should be responsible for the children around him. If he has a mission, his status should be similar to theirs.

Why is he here...and what is he doing?

"According to the secret order of Master Le, the villain will carry out the task."

Yun Gu said dumbly: "Sha Lian specially sent you here... to give him a massage?"

The young man wiped his sweat and said seriously.

"More than that? Not only massage, I'm good at cooking and washing dishes, pouring tea and water, doing laundry and cleaning, and making beds and folding quilts."

Ming Feizhen nodded: "Especially cooking, it's amazing."

Yun Gu was stunned for a long time, her head still empty. Finally, she couldn't hold back the rising annoyance. Her delicate body trembled and she couldn't help but take a step back.

The two young men raised their heads together: "Huh?" What? ""

Yun Gu bit her lips and said with a cry: "Master, are you bribed by him now? I have been talking to you for so long!!"

Ming Feizhen said angrily.

"Who said that? How could I not know that this was a trick? How could I be fooled when Sha Lian treats me like this?"

Yun Gu looked at the duck leg aggrievedly: "But the Nu family is very happy to see you eating..."

"Wow, you don't even know. This bastard even burned a flower duck and forced me to eat it after he treated me to three yuan hooves. It was simply hell on earth. If I hadn't practiced, I wouldn't have been able to withstand such torture. "

Yun Gu's focus was different: "The slave family, the slave family, lost to a duck!!"

He turned around and ran away with a cry.

"I heard that the envoys of Yuntian Palace have all practiced Bing Xin, but you can still make them cry."

"Bing Xin? What is it? Can it be eaten?"

Zhile spread his hands, using both hands as palm knives. If he chopped stuffing with two knives, he cut on Ming Feizhen's shoulders in turn.

"Back to the topic just now, so you don't plan to run away?"

"Can you escape?"

"Can't you escape?"

The two were silent for a while.

Ming Feizhen spoke again.

"Secret Fruit Master is much more powerful than I thought."

Zhile was not surprised and just asked: "Is that so? I can't tell."

"I was just an accident. But that guy can immediately deal with people who appear unexpectedly. I originally underestimated him.

I have a way to get out of here, but everyone here will die. "

Ming Feizhen paused, put down the Abyss Theory in his hand, and said again.

"But I just thought of a solution."

Zhile smiled and asked, "What is it?"

Ming Feizhen looked back at the young man for a long time before saying.

"It was also an accident."

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In just five days, Hua Fei Hua’s growth is astonishing.

Hua Feihua's understanding of martial arts cannot be considered low, and even among famous sects, she can be ranked as a first-rate "Ying Wu". If you have the guidance of a master, you can grow into a first-rate player step by step. But such talent is not enough to impress people like Zhuo Fengru or Wu Guzun.

What made the two masters praise each other was Hua Feihua's concentration to the point of selflessness.

Because what he is pursuing now is not to become a master of the highest level of martial arts.

What he needs to do, or what Zhuo Fengru and Monk Wu Gu ask him to do, is just one thing.

This is the only way to master a sure-kill move.

The internal power of the three great masters in the body, and the inheritance of the two great magical arts of the Diamond Realm Technique and the Flying Chasing Falling Flower Divine Seal, constitute the basic conditions.

To abandon all distracting thoughts and the earth-shaking changes in the body and only focus on one move requires a high degree of concentration.

When a young man first acquires magical powers, he has a promising future, and he is highly regarded by experts, it is inevitable that he will get carried away.

In the first day or two, Hua Feihua even dreamed of becoming a hero one day, punishing rape and eradicating evil, and achieving fame. How satisfying it is to ride in the rivers and lakes with Ming Feizhen. When he became famous and successful, he went to ask for his hand in marriage. He carried a large sedan chair to marry Miss Su, and the beauty came home in his arms.

It is even more important to hold a big banquet and invite heroes. At that time, the house will be full of guests, and prominent figures in the world will come to congratulate him. It’s so hard to wake up laughing even from a dream.

As for the progress of practice, it is concluded with the four words "If you don't advance, you will retreat."

The flower is not a flower, but I don’t know what the problem is, and it remains the same.

Until the next night, the person who walked into his practice room was not the pleasant-looking Zhuo Fengru or the caring Miss Su, but the angry-looking master Kong Konger with an iron rod in his hand.

"Are you crazy! What are you thinking about? This is not your martial arts!

Do you really think of yourself as a person? You are

What a thief! "

The old man swung his stick down with a sharp sound and look.

"You studied with me, and you have been a thief all your life. You still want to practice some unparalleled magic skills? That's bullshit!"

"How many kilograms do you weigh? Don't you have a scale in your mind? Remember when I taught you for half a year, you couldn't even learn to climb a wall. How can you be a master if you still have the nerve. Come here!"

Pulling back the scurrying disciple, the old man held him down and gave him another stick before he could speak.

"You remember when you went to steal the oil from Fang Zheng's family, you were caught accidentally, and you were beaten so hard that you lay in bed for a month and almost couldn't catch your breath."

Hua Feihua hid her face and did not dare to fight back, and said in a trembling voice: "Remember, remember."

"Don't you remember, you have grown a little bit. You went to a wealthy family's house to find the door, but your whereabouts were accidentally exposed. He caught you, and taught his vicious dog to surround you and bite you to a bloody pulp. If I had been late, Half a step and you'll be dead."

Hua Feihua said dullly with her head buried in her arms.

"Remember them all."

Unintentionally, the wound on the arm was still clearly visible.

The old man said in a deep voice: "Take your hand away."

Hua Feihua said with a cry: "Master, don't slap me in the face."

"What are you talking about? Take your hands away."

I probably felt something from the voice. Taking her hand away tremblingly, Hua Feihua saw the old man in tears, and the master who was also crying uncontrollably.

Kong Kong also hugged his apprentice.

"Son, remember. We are just thieves.

There are beautiful days in this world where you can lie comfortably in bed and open your eyes to a high bed and a soft sleeper, with fine clothes and fine food, but we can't catch up.

We only have one chance of crawling out from under the sticks and fists, like the rats crossing the street, with our eyes covered in blood.

But, son, this is our life. If you don’t want it, it’s gone. "

Throwing away the iron rod and walking outside, the old thief lowered his head to the Confucian hero who had been waiting for a long time at the door.

"The child is causing you trouble."

Zhuo Fengru smiled and shook his head.

“Thanks to you, we have this glimmer of hope.

If only I had had such a master back then. "

In the next three days, Hua Feihua's concentration reached a terrifying level. She didn't know whether she was frightened or beaten stupidly. She worked hard to practice her new moves without any distractions. She made rapid progress and finally took a prototype.

That night, I saw that Hua Feihua had tried three times, and his Qi became more and more powerful, and he became more and more proficient. He had a great chance of winning, so he chatted with him.

After saying a few words, Zhuo Fengru suddenly asked with a smile.

"Aren't you going to tell her yet?"

Hua Feihua's face turned red: "Tell me what?"

Zhuo Fengru stroked his moustache, blinked shrewdly and said, "You don't even need to ask who she is?"

Hua Feihua touched her head and said, "Senior, don't come to play tricks on me."

"I'm not playing tricks on you. I'm teaching you." Zhuo Fengru said sternly: "According to the plan of me and Master Wugou, there is only a 50% certainty this time, and the success or failure depends on God. Maybe we don't even have a chance to get out of here. If I When I have this opportunity, I must tell my wife a few words from my heart, and let her know that the happiest thing for me in this life is not to practice martial arts and become a hero, but to marry her as my wife and give birth to my daughter Yanran."

"Uncle...we will definitely succeed."

Zhuo Fengru smiled and said: "I don't need you to comfort me yet. I have a wife, children and a daughter, but you have nothing. If you don't say what's in your heart, you will have no chance. Go quickly, don't waste it. time."

After being pushed and kicked, he was actually kicked out.

Hua Feihua rubbed her butt and limped, deeply doubting whether the martial arts she had practiced these past few days was of any use. It's so useless.

"Young Master Hua, you're out. Have you practiced well today?"

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