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Chapter 165 The Still Tranquil Shaolin Temple (1\2)

The girl returned a salute when she heard the words, and then said with a smile:
"Troubleshooting Your Majesty tonight, I really feel uneasy, I hope you will forgive me."

"I'm Yu Wen."

"So Yu, who is the son of Yugui, is suitable for his family", and Wen is the Wen of "Yun Chengzhang, called Wen"."

Fu raised his finger again and pointed at the young man in black who was still clutching his neck in surprise, and laughed out loud, saying:
"This reckless person is called Xuan Zhu, Your Majesty can call him a monkey."

"The temperament is wanton, just like the ape in the mountain stream."

Wang Anfeng nodded, with a calm expression on his face, but he felt a little surprised in his heart.

The girl in front of her was quite gentle when she spoke, like a lady of everyone, but she was dressed in a martial artist's outfit, with a heroic look on her brows, not inferior to a man.

The saber in his hand has nothing to do with everyone's ladies.

It is more than three feet long, and the tan is more than a foot long. The head is a big ring, which is wrapped twice with hemp rope, which is the only common preference of Daqin soldiers and bandits.

Great Qin Saber.

And...it's been a long time.

Wang Anfeng withdrew his gaze from the frayed hemp rope on the saber ring, and if he had a clear understanding in his heart, he heard the girl smile and say:

"As for coming tonight..."

"It's up to you whether you believe it or not, but the three of you just passed by this place, because they saw the newly-listed Fufeng Bookkeeper, and they were overjoyed. They originally wanted to be friends, but they didn't want Xuan Zhu to be too detached. He actually shot directly..."

Shaking her head, Yu Wen expressed apology on her face, clasped her fists together again, and said:
"I still hope to bear it."

Wang Anfeng sideways avoided, did not accept the gift, and shook his head, indicating that he didn't care.

When Fang Caixuan Zhu shot at him, he just landed on his shoulder, without the slightest murderous intent.

If you look at the results, it was actually that he took Wang Anfeng's tricks and suffered some minor injuries, so Wang Anfeng is not very angry now, but just on guard.

I knew in my heart that this woman named Yu Wen must not have told the truth, so I didn't know how many sentences in the explanation just now were true and how many were false.

As for being on the Constellation List, since he defeated Feiyun Swordsman in Beiwu City, he had been prepared in his heart, but he never thought that his title would be Fufeng Bookkeeper.

Isn't this the same as when it wasn't on the list?

Who started this?
Wang Anfeng's thoughts drifted slightly, but he was quickly pulled back. Judging from the current situation, the three people in front of him did not have any malice towards him, but Wang Anfeng was not prepared to have a deep friendship with them. :
"Since that's the case, I have to go back to the school to clean up, so I won't accompany you any longer."

"Farewell."

Yu Wen was stunned for a moment, and raised her hand to hold her back, but Wang Anfeng had already turned around, with Qi moving around the sky, using the method of Shaolin Jianbu Kungfu, and her feet were stepping on the path of the Taoist Nine Palaces, and she had gone away in a blink of an eye, leaving only He showed his back to the three of them.

Yu Wen put down her hands, looked at the young man who was gone, thoughtfully, suddenly shook her head and smiled:

"I can't tell, this librarian is quite cautious."

The middle-aged man was silent for a while, and said in a deep voice:

"Just let him go like this?"

Yu Wen spread her hands and said:

"So what? We are not kidnappers..."

The voice paused, and then said again:

"What's more, it's a big taboo to talk shallowly and deeply."

"It's just that we just met, it's too stupid to say everything, even this monkey who escaped can't do such a thing..."

Xuan Zhu rolled his eyes wildly when he heard the words, and wanted to refute, but was tapped lightly on the forehead by the girl with the scabbard. He looked slightly confused, staggered, and took a step back.

Yu Wen turned her right wrist, the saber flipped twice in her hand, and threw it casually into Xuan Zhu's arms. The latter hurriedly caught the saber. His complexion turned slightly pale, and he clasped the blade tightly with his ten fingers, not daring to neglect.

The girl turned around, raised her eyes to look at the crescent moon in the sky, put her hands behind her back, and said slowly:

"Let's go...go home."

"I don't know if Aunt Li is asleep... Forget it, I'll see the ceremony tomorrow morning."

After walking a few steps without stopping, he turned his head to look at the middle-aged man, and asked casually:

"By the way, Uncle Kui, how is the librarian?"

The middle-aged man shook his head and said:

"I really don't know how he noticed his subordinate just now. It may be the effect of the jade pendant on his body. As for martial arts..."

The voice paused slightly, as if in deep thought, and then said:

"The swordsmanship is very good, and the inner strength is similar to that of Xuan Shaoxia, both of which are around the ninth rank."

"Fist and kick kung fu can be seen to be everyone's work, but the power is quite... quite ordinary. I think it was used to lay the foundation when I first entered martial arts, but now it is no longer useful."

"The kung fu of moving and moving should be the nine palace steps of the Taoist sect. The kung fu of lightening the body is the same as what is said in the list. It is indeed very poor."

"I think he spent most of his time honing his swordsmanship, so although his swordsmanship is superb, his other kung fu is mediocre. Although his external kung fu has not been shown, it is probably as good as the evaluation on the star list."

"Extremely bad."

After a slight pause, the middle-aged man commented on the boy.

"This is a warrior with a slanted sword."

"Stand still like a mountain, move like a thunderbolt, kill with one blow."

"If you want to fight the enemy, it is best to take away his long sword, confine him to one place, and force him to fight with his fists and feet."

Yu Wen raised her hand to caress her forehead, and sighed helplessly:
"Uncle Kui, we are entrusting each other with something, not fighting for life and death..."

Why am I surrounded by people with such personalities?

A lot of powerlessness suddenly appeared in the girl's heart.

The man cupped his fists and said in a deep voice:

"It's a slip of the tongue."

Yu Wen shook her head and said:

"Uncle Kui, you also have your own considerations, so how can I blame you for having different ideas?"

The man nodded, fell silent and did not speak again.

Although he admitted his mistake just now, but because of his original position, he actually didn't think he was wrong. After walking a few steps behind the girl, he suddenly thought of the unpretentious but unpretentious girl he saw just now when they were hiding together. An idea popped up in his mind with the precise and terrifying swordsmanship.

He hesitated slightly, but shook his head again, leaving this absurd thought behind, and just took a step behind the silent guard Yu Wen.

Ridiculous, ridiculous.

In this world, how can there be warriors who are only fourteen or fifteen years old?
The man looked at the girl in front of him and came to a conclusion.

Probably, it's a coincidence...

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Wang Anfeng didn't stop all the way, using his walking skills and rushed towards the school. Because the distance was not very far, he only took a while to go back. It wasn't until he stepped through the gate of the school that the young man heaved a sigh of relief and calmed down. Inner Qi, while heading towards Fengzilou.

In Shaolin Temple.

It wasn't until this time that the scribe took back his perception of the outside world. He had just crossed the boundary to point out Wang Anfeng, and he inevitably felt a little tired mentally, but on the surface, he did not show any abnormality. He just lay lazily on the bamboo chair and sneered. He glanced at Yuanci and said:
"This is the martial art you passed on to him?"

"I remember, that move is called 'Reverse Elbow Breaking'? Although it was not fully used, but driven by the internal strength of the golden bell cover, it only interrupted the posture of a mere ninth-rank warrior, not even a minor injury."

"Shaolin 72 stunts, are they all these dregs? Heh... just burn them."

This remark is contemptuous of the teacher's inheritance. Even though Yuan Ci's state of mind is quite high, he couldn't sit still at this moment. The voice of chanting sutras paused slightly, and he opened his eyes to look at the scribes, and said in a deep voice:

"After all, it's just the Shaolin Changquan used to lay the foundation. It's not bad to be so powerful."

The scribe didn't look at him, but raised his eyes to look at the sky, and said slowly:

"Shaolin, authentic martial arts, 72 unique skills... Heh, what a great name."

"I said, this is just Shaolin Changquan..."

The scribe didn't seem to have heard of it, and just murmured to himself:
"72 stunts... So, is it just 72 garbage?"

"Why didn't Emperor Qin burn it for you back then, ah, forgot, your ancestors were not even born at that time? I made a slip of the tongue, don't blame it, don't blame it..."

Blue veins protruded faintly from the corner of Yuanci's forehead.

Mr. Ying withdrew his gaze and looked at Yuan Ci. Instead of a sneer, his face was gentle and refined, with a kind smile like a gentleman. He paused every word, and said:
"72 stunts..."

Yuan Ci's thick eyebrows trembled violently, he stood up abruptly, spinning like a dragon from his feet, and said in a cold voice:

"You haven't done anything for a long time, I'm afraid your skin is itchy!"

Facing the faintly angry 'King of Wrath Ming', the scribes just put their hands behind their backs, and picked the corners of their mouths with a smile:
"Ah……"

Before the voice fell, Wu Changqing, who was sitting watching the play over there, changed his expression slightly. He raised his right hand and put it in front of his lips. When he got up, he stood in front of him with a book of medical skills that he had read.

On this lonely peak, accompanied by strange fluctuations, a young man in a blue shirt appeared.

Wang Anfeng adapted to the changes in the environment in front of him. He saw that on this lonely peak, the master was chanting sutras with his legs crossed. , could not help but sigh in his heart.

Shaolin Temple is very quiet today...

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