I have many teachers

Chapter 99 Requirements
There is a strategy in the chest, and there are millions of soldiers at the point of guidance, talking and laughing at the world, holding the universe in their hands.

A military strategist may not have high martial arts skills, but he must be calm and rational. When everyone is in the game, only the strategist must be calm, and find the only chance of life in a situation where there are ten deaths and no life.

Before today, Wang Anfeng had never thought that there were counselors like this.

There is no feather fan towel, only the [-]-meter Daqin Modao.

Do whatever you want.

Heroic and uninhibited.

"An Feng, have another one."

There was a shout in his ears, Wang Anfeng took the pottery bowl in Bailifeng's hand, turned around to scoop up the rice, the wooden spoon in his hand had already touched the bottom of the pot, and sighed faintly.

It is also very edible.

Because of meeting Xue Qinshuang, and feeling sorry for Bailifeng.It was noon, so he invited the two of them to his home for a light meal.

Originally, the pot and stove were taken away, and I was going to buy another one.

And the reason why the old pot is still put here is because of a shameless and sloppy Confucian scholar.

Just as he handed the bowl of rice to Bailifeng, another empty bowl was handed over to him.

The scholar student in gray raised his chin slightly, glanced at Bailifeng triumphantly and disdainfully, stretched out his left hand and compared five fingers, indicating that he had eaten five bowls of rice, Bailifeng snorted coldly in anger, and moved his chopsticks like flying, The rice in the rice bowl falls at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The Confucian scholar smiled and made a disdainful sound, then looked at Wang Anfeng with a shy face, and said hesitantly:

"Little lunatic, come, have another bowl."

Seeing that face with a shameless smile, Wang An couldn't resist slapping him on the face with the porcelain bowl in his hand.

He snatched the rice bowl with a snap, and turned around to serve him with a sigh of relief.

Xue Qinshuang's eyes turned, she looked at Wang Anfeng who had a dark face, and said with a smile:

"Master Ni, your cultivation level is not low..."

The Confucian scholar took the rice, and the smile on his face was as simple as that of an old farmer with a good harvest, and he replied:

"So-so, so-so..."

The girl nodded slightly, then smiled again and said:

"Then why is Master so... um."

The voice paused slightly, but the eyes fell on the porcelain bowl in Confucian student's hand. Although she didn't continue, everyone already knew what she meant.

Since it is already considered a master.

Why can you still be so cheeky to take advantage of the three teenagers?

The tone was playful, not accusatory, but more like a joke of an acquaintance. The Confucian scholar stuffed a piece of white radish and pickled vegetables into his mouth, chewed it, swallowed it, and exhaled freely. But his brows collapsed, he let out a long sigh, and said:
"I can't... I can't get out!"

"Just before 19 years, 350 and seven days, eleven hours, three quarters and seven minutes, I made a bet with someone. If I lose, I will stay here. If I want to go out, I have to meet two conditions."

"One of them is staying for 20 years."

When the three of them heard that he remembered this time clearly, and it was so accurate to the point of opening their mouths, their hearts shivered slightly. Baili Feng swallowed the food in his mouth, and said:
"Looking at you like this, I hate that person so much, you're really petty!"

Master Ni rolled his eyes, raised his hand and said:
"I would like to bet and admit defeat. It's only right and proper. I don't care about it."

"I just stayed in one place for nearly 20 years. Alas, I don't want to stay in this broken place for a moment! I'm thinking about walking, thinking about eating, and even thinking about going out when I'm sleeping and dreaming. "

"I'll go out right away when the time is up."

"I don't want to stay here for a moment."

Thinking about it, he put another radish stick in his mouth, biting it hard, as if he wanted to vent his depression.

Baili Feng raised his head and said strangely:

"The person who bet against you took something precious from you, so you can't leave?"

"I'm completely different, where is there anything?"

"Then did he feed you poison, or did he put a knife on your neck and forbid you to go out?"

Confucian scholar looked at Bailifeng who was full of curiosity and eagerness, rolled his eyes and said.

"nothing."

"He just broke off a branch and drew a line at the gate of the academy."

Bai Lifeng looked at him with a strange face, and said:
"Just one line has trapped you for 20 years, and you are too serious."

"For 20 years, that line has been stepped on."

Master Ni smiled, but didn't answer when he heard the words, his eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly became deep, with a somewhat indescribable extraordinary demeanor, he was silent for a few breaths, but only said:
"Hey, kids..."

"If I run away, I will really lose completely."

The three of them didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, but seeing that he seemed to be in a low mood, Bailifeng said in relief: "Oh, don't feel bad."

"Although it's a bit silly, but you can't stand without faith, you can wait like this for 20 years, you can be regarded as a man..."

Suddenly realized that it seemed inappropriate to say this, paused for a moment, thought of something, his eyes lit up slightly, he patted the table, and said:
"In this way, the day you can go out happens to be Mr. Zhao's [-]th birthday, and there will be a big banquet, and anyone can have a meal."

"It's better to go together, just as I invite you."

"you please……"

Master Ni seemed to be pissed off by these shameless words, but Wang Anfeng was slightly taken aback. He had just come to Fufeng and didn't know this Mr. Zhao. Seeing his appearance, Xue Qinshuang smiled and said:

"Famous figure in Fufeng Jianghu, senior Zhao Zheng, became famous when he was young, hated evil like a vengeful, ran wild in Fufeng with all his external skills, he had some adventures in the world, he entered the third rank at the age of 35, and broke through to the fourth rank at the age of 60."

"After so many years of hard work, he never made a breakthrough, but presumably his horizontal practice skills have been polished to perfection."

"It's really a rare skill."

Wang Anfeng nodded slightly, understanding in his heart, but at this moment, he caught a glimpse of the girl's brown eyes glowing slightly, as if there were traces of scorching and dazzling brilliance flowing, and a sudden doubt emerged in his heart.

She is also a newcomer to Fufeng, why is she so familiar with these older generation masters?
I couldn't help but think of the young girl's reputation as a belligerent and invincible girl among her generation, and suddenly a little absurd thought arose.

Is she planning to beat all those worthy opponents once after breaking through?

The boy shook his head, throwing this absurd thought out of his mind, only thinking that he was thinking about it.

If you think about it carefully, if these children of the Jianghu family want to go to a new place to practice, why don't they inquire about the masters of the Jianghu in advance?
Like myself, there are only a few people who fall headlong into it.

At this time, the girl's voice paused slightly, her tone remained unchanged, and she said with a soft smile:
"The older generation in Fufeng is well-known, so they are naturally qualified to open this flowing banquet."

The young man sneaked a peek at him, only to feel that those brown pupils were clear and clear, but there was absolutely no feeling that he was facing a sword. Xue Qinshuang noticed his gaze, slightly measured it, grinned lightly, and was generous.

The four people present are all martial arts practitioners, and their food intake is far beyond that of ordinary people. A meal is eaten while laughing and chatting. When we parted, it was almost dusk. Going in, you have to run away with two big tears in your eyes, but Baili Feng and Confucian scholars only said that they were seventy percent full after eating.

One long and one young, while picking teeth, while walking away, the relationship seems to be much better.

Wang Anfeng looked at their backs, angry and felt funny, Xue Qinshuang chuckled lightly with his hands behind his back, and said:

"Your friend, how interesting..."

The young man was slightly startled, and subconsciously wanted to bury the Confucian scholar, but a gentle smile could not be restrained from the corner of his mouth, he nodded slightly, and said:
"Um..."

Since New Year's Eve, it was the first time that 'home' was so lively.

Suddenly thought of something in his mind, the young man hesitated slightly, but he really cared about it, so he said casually in that usual tone:
"Brother Xue, when are you going to challenge Senior Zhao Zheng?"

The girl turned her head to look at him, the corners of her mouth raised.

"Fifth Grade..."

"It's hard for you to hold back for so long before asking."

Wang Anfeng scratched his head in embarrassment, and said:

"You see it."

There was a slight pause in the voice, the absurd thoughts in his chest were churning endlessly, he hesitated for a moment, and then said:

"Are you really going to..."

"Well, push this world across."

Wang Anfeng originally wanted to talk about defeating those older generation masters, but what the girl said was more than ten times more arrogant than he thought, and he couldn't help breathing. The girl turned to look at the sunset, turned her steps lightly, and looked at Wang Anfeng head-on. The black hair on the temples was slightly raised, and a pair of brown pupils looked at Wang Anfeng, and said:
"Defeating all the masters in this world, surpassing the pinnacle of martial arts."

"Before this, I would never consider any family background or the relationship between children."

When he said this, the setting sun had already appeared in the sky, and the afterglow of the setting sun was like blood, flowing in the girl's clear brown pupils, and also rubbing a layer of red light on her face, which was originally a delicate face, but it seemed to be shining at this moment , The boy's heart suddenly started beating crazily.

His lips parted, his brain twitched, and he said in a strange way:

"Then what are the requirements of the person you consider the love of your children?"

After the words had been spoken, I just realized what I said, her complexion turned red immediately, and it was so hot that it was scary, but at this time the sky just happened to be sunset, and it was so red that it covered the young man's face, Xue Qinshuang was slightly startled, and then went up and down thoughtfully Looking at Wang Anfeng.

The folding fan in his right hand snapped open, covering the corners of his upturned mouth, revealing only a pair of radiant eyes, suppressing the amused intention in his heart, and not laughing out loud.

She is obsessed with martial arts, and has no interest in the fact of love.

Several methods of rejection came to mind, and because Wang Anfeng had a better sense, he was both a friend and a future opponent, so he chose the one that hurt less.

The folding fan in his hand snapped lightly, but at this time Wang Anfeng's face was still flushed, and he looked away. The girl coughed, but she didn't attract her attention. She frowned slightly, and simply took two strides towards the boy, with the fan resting on the boy's chin. On the top, he raised it up slightly, so that he and himself looked at each other, looked at those clean eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, paused every word, and said:
"beat."

"win."

"I……"

PS: Here comes the long chapter... I'm a little late, sorry...

　Thanks to Mi Shenwu for the 500 starting coins, book friend 20171022015938211 for the 500 starting coins, 1 and 100 for the 500 starting coins, and the [-] starting coins for the passers-by in Fantasy Township, thank you
　　
　　
　
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