Swordsman in Tianlong

() After Chu Feng practiced a set of sword skills, he frowned and looked at the sky.

The rain in Xinyang always starts to fall again when you are not paying attention.

When Chu Feng came to the lobby of the inn, he saw Qiao Feng drinking.

"Count me in." Chu Feng walked over and put Dichen by the table.

As soon as Qiao Feng raised his head, the bowl of wine disappeared, and he didn't speak, looking at Chu Feng with a half-smile.

Chu Feng blushed slightly, and said: "My internal injury has healed." He knew that Qiao Feng was talking about his vomiting blood that night. "Really?" Qiao Feng asked with a smile.

"If you can't believe me, can you still not trust Master Xuan Bei?" When Chu Feng said "Xuan Bei", he was a little embarrassed.Alcohol is a great precept in Buddhism, and this master cured his internal injuries, and he started drinking, which is a bit strange.

Chu Feng looked at the bartender who was watching him from the side, and said seriously: "Bring a big bowl here." Spitting blood again?"

Naturally, Chu Feng would not explain to the bartender such a profound question as "vomiting blood or something, it is actually the disorder of Qi and blood caused by internal restlessness". After he brought the wine bowl, he was ready to ignore him.

"Is the internal injury really healed?" Qiao Feng still asked worriedly.

"Okay, okay, okay." Chu Feng held the bowl in his left hand, and stretched out his right hand towards the wine jar.

Qiao Feng touched the table with his right palm, and Chu Feng watched the wine jar jump up in front of him. After a little thought, he knew that Qiao Feng wanted to try his own kung fu.With the five fingers of his right hand unchanged, Chu Feng grabbed the wine jar in the air.

The five fingers of Qiao Feng's right hand formed a hook, one opened and retracted, a stream of air surged, and the wine jar that had been touched by Chu Feng flew towards his right hand.

"Capturing the dragon, aren't you serious?" Chu Feng looked at the wine jar that had fallen into Qiao Feng's hands, and asked a little unsteadily.

"Adopt two tricks to help enjoy the wine." Qiao Feng laughed loudly and placed the wine jar in the middle of the table.

"Okay!" Chu Feng responded.The table is not big, Chu Feng stretched his arms and could touch the edge opposite the table.Of course, if Qiao Feng extended his arms, he could punch Chu Feng across the table.

Chu Feng's skill with his hands was normal, and now he didn't talk about tricks, just grabbed the wine jar.Qiao Feng didn't care what his moves were, he put his right hand in front of the wine jar, blocking or pulling, and firmly stopped Chu Feng with both hands.

It was only today that Chu Feng really knew the aggrieved Duan Yanqing felt in the Battle of Qiaotou.Qiao Feng has mastered martial arts, the hand blocking the wine jar seems to only defend but not attack.But as long as he moved his five fingers, Chu Feng felt that half of his arm was full of flaws everywhere.Just like just now, Chu Feng grabbed Qiao Feng's right forearm with his left hand, and grabbed the wine jar with his right hand.But Qiao Feng, facing Chu Feng's left hand, just stretched out an index finger and pointed towards his palm.Although he didn't touch it, Chu Feng only felt that if this finger was touched, his entire left palm would be useless, so he retracted his left hand subconsciously.As for Chu Feng's right hand, it's even simpler. Qiao Feng pointed like a knife, cut towards Chu Feng's right wrist and forced Chu Feng back.

After more than ten moves in a row, Chu Feng didn't even touch the wine jar, stopped his palms, and said a little depressed: "Master Qiao, I'm going to use the sword." Qiao Feng nodded and said: "Okay."

Chu Feng stood up, took the dust in his hand, drew the blade of the sword out of its sheath, and the sword gesture in his hand was the "Wan Hui Zheng Yan" passed down by the Northern Sect.

Although the bartender didn't know martial arts, but seeing Chu Feng's solemn expression and the humming sound of the long sword in his hand, he didn't know how to hide away.

Qiao Feng straightened his face and made a secret mistake. It was originally just a joke.Seeing Chu Feng making an angry move, he realized that this incident made it seem like he looked down on this kid and didn't want to drink with him.

A straight thrust, no tricks, went straight to the point between Qiao Feng's eyebrows.

Qiao Feng sat still, with the middle fingers of his right hand pointing towards Jianfeng, and his left hand directly grasping Chu Feng's forearm.Qiao Feng wanted to appease Chu Feng, but he also knew that even if he claimed defeat, this kid would be smart and wouldn't believe it, so he might as well force him to fight with his own hands.Qiao Feng naturally grabbed Dichen Jianfeng with his right hand, and successfully grabbed Chu Feng's forearm with his left hand, but he was slightly surprised that the sword edge had clearly been buzzing, but when he grabbed it, there was no strength on the sword edge at all. .

At this moment, there was a soft "嘙" sound, Qiao Feng looked down and saw that a small hole had been broken on the wine jar.The wine flowed out along the small hole and fell into Chu Feng's wine bowl. "The wine is about to be spilled..." Chu Feng had a smug expression on his face, not even half as dignified as before.

"Be courageous and resourceful, so courageous." Qiao Feng let go of the dust, let go of Chu Feng's right arm, picked up the wine jar that had a small hole in the scabbard with Chu Feng's left hand, and poured it for himself. A bowl of wine.Chu Feng's attack on him just now was a false move, and Chu Feng's target never left the wine jar.However, being able to deceive Qiao Feng took advantage of Qiao Feng's subtle embarrassment.In addition, the last half of the strength above the dust was gone, and it was actually temporarily withdrawn by Chu Feng.Chu Feng does not hurt or hurt, even if it is intentional, it is enough to show that Chu Feng's internal energy is harmonious, can release or retract, and there is no serious problem.

Touch two bowls and drink them all in one gulp.

Chu Feng was hot in his chest, and asked a very boring question seriously: "Master Qiao, do you drink every morning?"

Seeing that he was drinking happily, Qiao Feng poured him another bowl and said, "Come again."

Chu Feng continued to drink happily.

Qiao Feng drank even faster.

The bartender looked helplessly at the speed of the two drinking, and began to move the wine jars back and forth.

"Sister-in-law has a good impression of you."

Qiao Feng's words almost made the white wine in Chu Feng's mouth rush out of his nostrils.Chu Feng coughed loudly to cover up his guilty conscience, although sometimes I would sneak a few glances at beautiful women, uh, that is your wife, but what does it mean that you, Qiao Feng, said such words so openly? ah?

Qiao Feng's next sentence immediately let Chu Feng know what it means to "think too much".

"Hurry up tomorrow, let my sister-in-law tell you about a daughter-in-law." It's just such a common saying, but I don't find it strange at all when I say it from the mouth of the leader of the beggar gang. Chu Feng is actually a little moved.

Chu Feng wiped away the wine stains between his mouth and nose with his sleeves, and said a little embarrassedly: "How embarrassing."

"Young people, don't be thin-skinned. It's the right thing to start a family and start a career early." Qiao Feng patted Chu Feng's shoulder readily. crooked.

"Oh, please help me to thank Mrs. Sister-in-law." When it came to "starting a family and starting a business", Chu Feng looked at the beard on Qiao Feng's face in an unreasonable manner, and said: "It's fine to start a career, but you don't care about such things as starting a family." The leader of the beggar gang who is almost thirty and still single, what right do you have to say about me?

Then, Chu Feng thought of the little girl named A Zhu.

A rush of hooves sounded like thunder, Wu Changfeng turned over and landed firmly in the inn before the horse stopped.

Wu Changfeng entered the lobby of the inn, but slowed down and walked towards Chu Feng's table.

Chu Feng was surprised to see Wu Changfeng's tired face, surprised to see him ignoring the wine jars all over the table, and even more surprised to hear him say:

"Master Xuan Bei has passed away!"