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Chapter 140 Each grow up... (22)

"Fuzilou?"

Wang Anfeng's mind recalled the hundred-foot-tall building he saw when he first entered Fufeng County City. , like a fierce flame, burning the eyes of those who came.

Fuzilou.

Jiu Zizi nodded, glanced at the young man, and said:
"Looking at your appearance, you don't know anything about this building."

"You can go back to this birthday banquet."

Fu took another sip of wine, and the old man asked casually:

"By the way, your kung fu is not bad, which master do you worship? You haven't even told you about Fuzilou?"

"...Juniors are not students."

The old man looked sideways in surprise, saw the young man in front of him scratching his head, and said:

"The younger generation is the librarian."

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Qingfeng Jie·Dan Pavilion.

Xue Qinshuang was lying on the bed with her right hand outstretched, but her brown pupils were twirling around, as if she wanted to leave, but she was watched by the cold-faced Gong Yu next to her, and she couldn't move rashly. The silver-haired old woman sat on a small bench, stretched out her hand, and pressed on the girl's meridian, her internal energy flowed into her body along the meridian, and she let out a sound of surprise, and said:

"Come here, come here."

"It's really messed up."

Gong Yu stood on one side and asked:
"Mother-in-law, how should I recuperate?"

Words and attitudes are all extremely respectful.

The old woman in front of me had an adventure when she was a teenager, and she once walked the world with Yaosou, and later she studied with famous doctors several times. Although her martial arts barely reached the sixth rank, when it comes to medical skills, she is the best in Qingfeng's solution, so Gong Yu is not worried that she has nothing to do.

The old woman withdrew her right hand when she heard the words, first said to Gong Yu not to worry, then turned her head to look at Xue Qinshuang, and said with a smile:
"Little baby, you are so hurtful and rude, the method is actually simple."

"You must be obedient."

Xue Qinshuang nodded obediently, and then the old woman continued to speak:

"Taking medicine to rest, with your own internal strength, mixed with medicine, you will be able to recover soon."

"It's just that during this period of time, don't use force. Don't touch any alcohol, meat, sweets, or anything with a strong taste, otherwise the injury will be delayed."

The smile on the girl's face was slightly stiff, and her beautiful brown pupils widened.

At this moment, she almost felt the sadness of the whole world leaving her.

And the old woman over there has turned around and ordered some things with the disciple next to her. She is quite old, and her energy is not as good as before. In recent years, she has not often been in the Pill Pavilion. This time, it is Xue Qinshuang who is related to Fufeng Academy , just came over to diagnose her personally.

After a while, Gong Yu and the disciples of the old woman sent the old man out of the Pill Pavilion.

Gong Yu said curiously:

"Grandma, does her injury need all these taboos?"

The old woman laughed and said:

"Of course not, with her internal strength, with her martial arts, she can just rest for a few days with the elixir. Why do you want so many taboos?"

"Then...you are."

The old man paused slightly and said with a smile:
"The little girl's family is fighting and killing all day long."

"You don't know, these sword lunatics who study medicine are the most troublesome. They don't know when they will come back, and they will be wounded all over."

Seemingly remembering something, the old woman's voice gradually lowered, but she shook her head and laughed again:
"So I let her suffer too."

It wasn't until Xue Qinshuang took the elixir that Tuobayue and Baili Fengfang, who were stopped in the front hall of the Pill Pavilion, could go in to visit. They had heard from the disciples in the Pill Pavilion outside that they knew that Xue Qinshuang's injury was not very serious. The heart that has been hanging has just been let go.

They talked comfortingly for a while, because they didn't want to disturb Xue Qinshuang's rest, the two got up and said goodbye.

Baili Feng carried a Mo Dao on his back, with a carefree expression, and walked out the door, while Tuoba Yue said a few more words. When he was parting, he paused slightly, leaning against the door and looking back, looking at Xue Qinshuang, who was lying on the bed, looking rather bored ,road:

"Master Xue Shuang..."

Xue Qinshuang was slightly startled, and looked forward.

Tuoba Yue pursed her lips and said softly:
"Is it Miss Xue Shuang?"

Xue Qinshuang didn't hide anything, just smiled and said:

"I can see it."

Tuoba Yue nodded.

Just now under the waterfall, although the water stained on Xue Qinshuang's white clothes was evaporated by internal force, but her black hair was scattered, her lips were stained with blood, and the faint trace of sassy and inadvertent beauty still made her, as a daughter, tremble. My heart is moved, even heartbroken.

At this moment, she instinctively realized that the young master Xue Shuang in front of her could never be a man.

It was confirmed at this time, and when there was regret in my heart, there was also a trace of rejoicing.

With mixed feelings in my heart, it's not enough for outsiders to understand, I said softly to have a good rest, then turned around and came out of the Dan Pavilion, looking at the scenery in the distance, the scenery is beautiful, the girl's face has a complicated expression, and she exhales softly.

Sometimes she really resents the injustice of the world.

Why, there is such a big gap between people.

in case……

Just as the thought came to her mind, Tuoba Yue raised her hands and patted her cheeks, suppressing the weakness in her heart through the tingling pain, her eyes brightened again, she took a deep breath, her brows raised.

That secret book, I haven't been able to learn it yet.

Encouraging herself in her heart, Tuoba Yue quickened her pace and left quickly.

The red clothes are like fire.

And in this Qingfengjie, on a bluestone near the cliff, Bailifeng sat cross-legged with a Mo Dao on his back, raised his head, stared blankly at the churning clouds and mists in the sky, with a heartless smile on his face. Time to converge, eyes deep.

Xue Qinshuang's thought triggered a hundred swords to follow.

Holding the sword, Wang Anfeng broke through hundreds of sword techniques.

"Uh ah ah ah..."

The young man let out a foul breath, his hands were irritatedly scratching his head, his body fell backwards, but he didn't fall to the ground, his right leg rested on the bluestone, so that his body was parallel to the ground, showing a rather solid posture Foundation, with arms hanging down from the sides, resting on the ground, looking up at the clouds gathering and dissipating,

"Really, it's amazing..."

Bai Lifeng sighed, exerted strength, spun in the air, adjusted his posture, landed lightly on the ground, stood up and looked at the scenery down the mountain, only feeling an unspeakable oppressive feeling shrouded in his heart Even if it is as free and easy as him, it is difficult to break free.

Unwilling, unwilling.

Most importantly, don't want to be left behind.

Young people are always proud and unwilling to lag behind others.

With a clear look in his eyes, Bailifeng sat cross-legged on the bluestone, the Mo Dao behind him waved a sharp light, resting on his knees, brushed the handle with his left hand, flicked the blade with his right, humming clear and loud, both hands With his eyes slightly closed, his spirit, energy, and spirit were condensed into one, as described in the secret manual he found in Qingfeng Jie during this period, trying to resonate with Namodao.

He thought very clearly.

There is no difference between a sword and a knife. Since you can keep a sword, why can't you keep a knife?

Swords are nothing but iron.

Psychics because of people.

The sound of breathing gradually became long and quiet, and it seemed to be one with the scenery on the mountain.

PS: first update

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