When Ling Huchong saw this scene, he couldn’t help but suddenly cried, "Oh, I have seen you!"

The woman glanced at him lightly and casually said, "The past will come back to Qi Yufeng again. Did you practice your solitary nine swords?"
Chapter 145 Smell
Qi Yufeng saw that this person’s manner and words rang, and the woman in black he met in Siweiya was similar that day. He couldn’t help but frown and heart. That Dong Fangbubai is not a eunuch. How is this woman?
It’s incredible that she hasn’t seen martial arts for a few days and seems to be a little higher.
Immediately he couldn’t help wondering, "You … You are?"
At this time, Qu Feiyan suddenly turned over and the tiger took his hand. Two people knelt down and Qu Feiyan bowed and cried, "Long live Qu Feiyan and her husband to pay homage to the holy leader Wencheng Wude and unify the rivers and lakes."
The woman smiled with a sigh of relief. "If you don’t smoke, you belong to your own family. You must do this again. Today, the church will see the hero first and then talk about family affairs."
QuFei smoke a face of primly but dare not neglect immediately nodded to one side and got up conveniently area will Qi Yufeng also conveniently brought up.
The girl looked at Qi Yufeng and smiled. "I kept hearing about your sublime martial arts in Heimuya. Qi Shaoxia’s martial arts skills are superb. Today, I have made my eyes wide open. I wonder how many levels have you practiced this’ Nine Swords of Solitude’?"
Qi Yufeng shook his head and said, "I don’t know what I’ve learned."
The girl nodded and said, "I have to ask you one more question. Are you willing to take the post of deputy leader in my Shinto religion?"
She said that Taoist Tianmen, Mr. Mo Da and Mount Heng were not surprised, so she couldn’t help looking at each other and saying that this young man’s martial arts had been practiced to such a state that even the Sun, Moon and Shinto religions had to rush to win over him.
Zuo Lengchan looked up with a cold face and narrowed his eyes. "Who are you so secretive?"
The girl suddenly turned to look at him when she heard someone cut in. Her eyes swept away. Zuo Lengchan suddenly felt cold all over and seemed to have been hit by acupuncture points. She immediately couldn’t help secretly shivering.
The girl asked, "Are you Zuo Lengchan, the head of Songshan Sect?"
Zuo Lengchan proudly said, "Yes, Dong Fangbubai is an old man, not like you …" Before he finished a word, he suddenly felt that his face flashed at the moment "spluttered" and he had been slapped several times in succession. The girl retreated as if she were natural and unrestrained, and her speech was as fast as ghosts. She slapped these slaps with long sleeves and turned around and flashed again in the stone pillar.
The girl stood up facing the East China Sea and looked bold and bold. "How can it be the realm that you, a fool, can understand?"
"My name, Dong Fangbubai, has inherited the established destiny and been blessed by the sages. Wu Deze can be stopped by the natural enemies, and he can violate me, that is, God is the Lord!"
She usually makes a clear sound, and the mountains are ringing around for a long time, which makes all the people present motionless. Immediately, she said, it turns out that Dong Fangbubai’s ambition is not limited to the Jianghu, but he has also made up his mind about this Zhujiajian flower country.
Immediately, the master of Fang Zheng couldn’t help secretly worrying about eyebrows a wrinkly.
Dong Fangbubai generously complained and then bowed his head and asked Qi Yufeng, "I have this ambition. Would you like to help me be a road pioneer?"
Qi Yufeng pretended to bow his head and think for a long time before he shook his head. "I admire the leader as soon as I see him, but my nature is that I am happy-go-lucky and I don’t do anything seriously. I’m afraid that I will delay the leader’s affairs. It’s too heavy for me to be a wild crane in the clouds." He couldn’t bear to offend her when he saw this woman. But if he casually joined the Sun and Moon Shintoism, he would be called Huashan Sect, Mr. Mo Da and Hengshan Sanding. Even if he politely declined.
Dong Fangbubai looked up at the awkward Ling Huchong and said, "Huashan School is all misbehaving. You are a talented person and beautiful, afraid that you will bury you."
Ling Huchong suddenly get angry when he heard this. Others are afraid that this woman is afraid of death, but he is not afraid to immediately say, "What’s wrong with my Huashan school? Miss, why are you so picky? "
Dong Fangbubai coldly said, "My pavilion is different, no common goal."
Ling Huchong handed over in the previous step and said, "It’s a great kindness to save your life but you don’t obey orders."
Dong Fangbubai looked down at him for a long time before he was faint. "You taught me to be disappointed and forget it."
Ling Huchong walked to the stone pillar face and looked up at his eyes. He said, "I was seriously injured and wanted to faint, but I was in a dangerous place. You carried me out, and then my other disciples floated around the rivers and lakes. It was also you who saved such great kindness. Ling Huchong never dared to forget his words and deeds. If there was anything wrong, he still hoped to teach Ling Huchong to know that he had offended your religion."
That Dong Fangbubai at this time is like a girl who has just lost love, avoiding his eyes with low resentment. "You are a wild and free-spirited person, but you are ungrateful and disdainful."
Ling Huchong couldn’t help frowning at this. "How can I be ungrateful?"
Dong Fangbubai said angrily, "I sent someone to give you a gift from Huashan. You told the official cloud that I was extreme and eccentric?"
Ling Huchong is a clever figure, but it took her a long time to remember that she did say Dong Fangbubai’s word "sexual extreme and eccentric", but that Dong Fangbubai was a lean man in his impression. Where is such a delicate girl? She couldn’t help but be dumbfounded for a while and didn’t know if she was right.
They saw the Huashan Sect leader flirting with this delicate "Dong Fangbubai", the oriental leader, and he was as angry as a couple and couldn’t help but be even more stunned.
Dong Fangbubai saw that he didn’t say anything and immediately turned to master Fang Zheng and said, "Are you the abbot of Shaolin Temple?"
Fang Zheng bowed down and said, "Yes, the old monk is Fang Zheng. I thought I saw the old monk in our temple."
Dong Fangbubai shook his head and said, "I can’t tell who is who among many old monks. Let me ask you, I heard that Shaolin and Wudang are going to join hands with the Wuyue Sword Sect to attack my black wooden cliff. Is this true?"
On hearing this, Fang Zheng smiled. He squinted and looked up at the girl for a few times before sighing lightly. "We really can’t look forward to this martial art, such as pure yin body, but is it Miss Yingying, the former leader of Sun Moon Shinto?"
Chapter 146 Scarves
The female square card a word called break her history can’t help but stare at the square card with a turn of eyes ying ying. A bald head looked slightly like some unexpected good half-day before she nodded and sank, "Yes, I am Ying ying but also Dong Fangbubai."
Fang Zheng’s heart suddenly trembled when he heard this, and he couldn’t help but put his hands together and occupy the Buddha’s seat. "Amitabha is really like this, and the old woman is talkative. So Mr. Dongfang didn’t know it, but now it is like this?"
"Dong Fangbubai" sneered. "Now that I have become a new leader, do you think he can still be like a scene?"
Fang Zheng’s figure suddenly moved and his robe floated. He couldn’t help sighing that "everyone in the Jianghu was frightened by Dong Fangbubai’s fame and ran away, but he was a dead man."
Dong Fangbubai nodded slightly and said, "It’s true that he killed a lot of people in the past years, which can save me a lot of worry. However, no matter how high a person’s martial arts is, it can’t match the intrigues and intrigues. In recent years, people in Jianghu have dared to find trouble with my Sun Moon Shintoism, so that I can have leisure to practice the" Sunflower Collection "for a while."
Fang Zheng sighed, "The Sunflower Collection, which was left by the Sun and Moon Shintoism, is just the remnants copied by the founders of Huashan School, Yue Su and Cai Feng. It is absolutely impossible to practice martial arts to such a state. I think it is necessary to learn something else in the past few years to practice it so thoroughly."
Dong Fangbubai smiled slightly. "If you don’t make moves, the treasure book of Shaolin Temple will cause Jianghu people to scramble for the chicken and fly a dog. It’s as deep as Zhuge’s near-re-embodiment, but Master Hongye doesn’t know that this treasure book is not yours. The secret place of South Shaolin’s own belongings naturally has another positive current."
Fang Zheng shook his huge head slightly and sighed. It seemed that he would be overwhelmed with emotion. On the other side, the woman stood up from the stone pillar and the wind automatically confronted him.
Qi Yufeng heard mindless heart, if the original shy, gentle, natural and generous, ying ying, though a little grumpy and biting, is never going to compete for hegemony. Shouldn’t it be a happy ending? What’s wrong with this tense moment? Don’t …
Immediately, he remembered all kinds of things in the past, from Liu Zhengfeng and Quyang to the death of thirteen Taibao in Songshan School to the disappearance of figures from Huashan School and Qingcheng School. Everything seemed to have deviated from the original, and this deviation seemed to be caused by one person. He thought about it and suddenly came up with an idea. Immediately, he couldn’t help but be shocked and his heart was pounding.
Immediately, without hesitation, he shouted, "Vignini, Paviguana!"
Dong Fangbubai came to see Fang Zheng’s shape on the verge of exploding, but when he heard this, he couldn’t help turning his head and frowning. "Where did you learn this strange tone?" Why do I seem to have heard it before? "
Qi Yufeng saw that she didn’t know her own cosmic language, and immediately added, "I heard that there is a leader and flesh and blood in Guzhan Meizhuang. Why don’t you invite him to share it with you today?"
The woman chuckled and looked at Ling Huchong again, and said, "Qi Shaoxia, some words must be said too thoroughly. The so-called’ love comes and goes quickly, and pork rolls are eternal’. Since you sent the Mobei bears to my black wooden cliff to get what you want, I also sent you a beautiful woman as beautiful as flowers and pure as jade. You have your nine swords alone, and I have my sunflower magic. We should join hands to create great things in this world. I don’t believe who can you trust?
She casually uttered a string of words, and Qi Yufeng was cold and trembling. It turned out that I sent the Mobei double bears to Heimuya that day and made some nonsense, but it made her know my origin and whereabouts
The rest of the people have never heard of this famous saying, but they are in a fog. Dong Fangbubai’s eyes wander as if waiting for Qi Yufeng’s reply. Suddenly, her eyes sweep to a person. Suddenly, her eyebrows are steep and white, and her skin gives off a layer of blush. Her eyes stare coldly at Fang Zheng’s mouth. "Well, I wanted you to talk honestly, but I didn’t expect you, the old bald donkey, to secretly play this greedy idea! It seems that today’s game is bound to be a difficult one! " Say long-sleeved Ling Yi unfolds like a silk sash and falls into the world of mortals.
She held out a silk scarf in the hand of Sandy Jade Finger and waved it down in the wind, only to see that once she got rid of it, it fell as fast as a lead block and went straight to the top of the square card.
Fang Zheng’s mind turned extremely fast just now, but her words about "pork rolls" got tangled up in a fog. At this time, she suddenly saw her angry, but she didn’t suddenly see her so lightly. Wen Ya took a leisurely step to throw a silk scarf, but it was also wrong and did not dare to neglect her hands. At that time, the monk’s sleeves fluttered like cold wind, and several gas went straight to the square and flat silk scarf.
Fang proved that he is a genius of Shaolin Temple, which has not been produced for a hundred years. He is the best in the world because of his strong mastery of techniques, and he has also studied the Yijinjing, a collection of high martial arts in Shaolin Temple.
Therefore, the old Shaolin Temple has a generation of eminent monks. One of them used to be known as the "Thirteen Unique Monks". The Shaolin Temple has been built for thousands of years, but it can be said that the martial arts of the 12 unique skills in Shaolin Temple are rare in past dynasties.
At this time, it seems ordinary for outsiders to see him lightly shoot two palms. In fact, these two palms are the skills of Shaolin Temple.
The trick of his big sleeves flying around seems to be clumsy and ingenious. In fact, the two palms are secretly changed into four palms and four palms, and then the palms are changed into sixteen palms, which in turn turns into thirty-two palms. The strength of the palms has been overwhelming and covered. If people walk into him for three feet, they will be torn to pieces immediately.
And he doesn’t come up with something new in the defense of offensive and defensive integration. If he flies like lightning, he has already saved the thin silk scarf.
On the sidelines, the characters of the Wuyue Sword Sect saw his sleeves hissing, and the stone pillars in front of him were constantly being cut by strong winds, and the rubble fell poof-poof, which was almost a ghost.
Passing 18-wheeler, two strands of gas surged into the sky and attacked the silk scarf, but the silk scarf was like a leaf boat in the raging waves of the sea, naturally throwing high and low, but it didn’t stop falling.
Fang Zheng looked up at his heart and was shocked that he was practicing the Yijinjing, and he was full of veins, five internal organs and spirits, but he kept breathing and generating blood from the outside. Immediately, his heart started to save and release, and he hit a loud bang.
This line of gas strength to the silk scarf can not help but raise a foot and then freeze.
Fang Zheng’s tongue-to-mouth vitality stimulates the whole body to be full of energy, like a tidal surge, like a thunderous surge, like the continuous impact of the sea tide
It is proved that a palm of your hand can actually hold a silk scarf flat in a post above his head, and you can’t help but marvel at it for a while.