Ouyang Feng stared at Ye Qing's unyielding eyes, and said with a sneer:

"Your boss, you don't need time to think about it. If the old man doesn't force him to apprentice now, he will turn around and run away."

Ye Qing stubbornly spat out a word from between his teeth.

"Don't think about it, I don't think about worshiping you as a teacher."

"Old Poison, others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid of you!"

"Oh? You actually know the old man's nickname! Interesting, interesting!"

Ouyang Feng was greatly surprised, the nickname "Old Poison" was only called by friends who knew him well.

Although, those friends wished that he would die immediately.

This made him even more curious about Ye Qing.

Ouyang Feng let go of his hands, and looked at Ye Qing with aloofness behind his back.

Cough!

Ye Qing, who was able to breathe normally, coughed twice, his whole body turned internally, and his red face quickly returned to normal.

He changed his previous posture, looked straight at Ouyang Feng calmly, and said eloquently:
"One of the five masters in the world in the Great Song Dynasty, and one of the five most powerful masters in the Jianghu of the Great Song Dynasty. He was named Xidu and the owner of the White Camel Villa in the Western Regions. Am I right?"

Xiao Zhao's slender hands covered her cherry lips.

The terrified appearance is very cute, and the unbelievable voice comes from his mouth.

"Uncle, Uncle, you are the legendary Western Poison Ouyang Feng, one of the five masters of the Song Dynasty?"

Ling Lie's eyes fell on Ye Qing.

The chill in it made Ye Qing's heart tremble.

The sinister voice floated out, making Xiao Zhao's hairs stand on his head.

"Come to think of it, since you saw the old man, you knew the identity of the old man. How did you find out?"

"In addition, you know the old man so clearly, you must also know the old man's personality, why are you not afraid?"

Ye Qing applauded in his heart.

Still the same sentence, I'm not afraid of you asking, but I'm afraid you don't ask.

Stupid woman, oh, no, ahem, the painting style is wrong.

Foolish man, when you start to be curious about me, that's when the danger begins.

Ye Qing looked at the weapon still at the dining table.

"Ghost Head Spirit Snake Stick, a special weapon for Western poisons, people can't leave the stick, and the staff can't leave people, plus you are dressed in the Western Regions, how can you not recognize it?"

Saying that, Ye Qing blinked, smiled and said:
"This is an unscrupulous city. I dare to open a shop here, boy. I can't do it if I don't have a good eye."

Appreciation emerged from Ouyang Feng's eyes, and he secretly said in his heart:
"This kid has a straightforward temper, and the old man is very intimidating, and he responds without haste.

He even knew the old man's identity, and knew that the old man was cruel and merciless, so he dared to let the old man in.

It can be seen that he is bold, careful, and far-sighted.

He is even a martial arts prodigy, such an apprentice is hard to find! "

Ye Qing continued: "It is rumored that Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison, did all sorts of evil things, and he did all kinds of bad things, even killing people like hemp."

"But little is known"

Speaking of it.

Ye Qing smiled mysteriously, did not continue, but said confidently:

"Anyway, the kid knows that if you take the senior to stay in the inn, even if the kid is outspoken and his words are wrong, the senior will not kill the kid."

"On the contrary, I can form a good relationship with my predecessors. People from the Jianghu, when they go out, rely on friends to help them."

"However, don't think about apprenticeship, senior."

"It's getting late, seniors should go to bed early, and the kid is sleepy, so we'll talk about things tomorrow."

After saying that, Ye Qing clasped his fists in both hands, saluted, and walked past Ouyang Feng to his room in the backyard.

Ouyang Feng turned around and looked at Ye Qing's back.

His eyes flickered, and he became more and more curious about how Ye Qing dared to assert that he would not kill him.

Such an interesting person, such an interesting event.

Ouyang Feng didn't know how many years he hadn't met, he asked with great interest:
"Boy, it's just that the old man is moody, that's not the reason why you don't want to be a teacher, right?"

Hearing Ouyang Feng's calm and curious tone.

The corners of Ye Qing's mouth turned upward.

"Steady, steady, this wave is steady, hahahaha, I'm such a bullshit, I've bluffed Xidu Ouyang Feng!"

He raised his hand and waved, "Senior, good night~"

Xiao Zhao looked at Ye Qing's handsome back, his eyes couldn't help being a little blurred.

This back is really chic.

Facing the peak of martial arts where man and nature are one, he did not retreat at all.

It angered the opponent even more, and finally turned the enemy into a friend.

This, this is much better than what they taught to take the initiative to raise one's identity!
next moment.

Xiao Zhao shook his head, and said to himself: "Xiao Zhao, Xiao Zhao, how can you think so? How can the leader be compared to the boss."

The next moment, Xiao Zhao looked at the back of Ye Qing entering the backyard, his eyes were slightly blurred, and he whispered:

"But the boss was really cool just now~"

Ouyang Feng narrowed his eyes, his beard twitched, and hearty laughter sounded out.

"Interesting, interesting, this unscrupulous city, the old man is right!"

At the same time, a thought completely occupied his mind.

"Such an interesting martial arts prodigy, I must accept him as a disciple. At that time, Huang Laoxie and the others will envy this old man!"

He was in a good mood, stroking his beard.

Xiao Zhao's whisper just now was extremely clear to him.

Turning to look at the little girl's reddish face, she joked:
"Little girl, isn't this old man very attractive? Do you want to marry him?"

Xiao Zhao's face turned red into an apple, and he didn't care how scary Ouyang Feng was.

The agile eyes stared at the past, and said angrily:

"Uncle, you are so bad, you are molesting this girl!"

"Hmph, it's in vain that I want to give up my guest room to you. It's a dream!"

To finish drinking, Xiao Zhao pouted her lips and walked towards her room cutely.

"Hahaha, little girl, it's not shameful to be a hero and a beauty. If you want to marry him, you have to please me, my future master!"

Ouyang Feng laughed heartily.

The one who got it was Xiao Zhao who stopped and turned around, and made a cute grimace: "Liu Wei Wei, uncle, you can become the boss's master first, then let's talk about it."

Suddenly, Ouyang Feng couldn't laugh anymore.

He stroked his beard with a headache, frowned and said:
"It's really difficult for this kid to not eat oil and salt~"

The next moment, Ouyang Feng, who was not familiar with the inn, immediately shouted:

"Little girl, go and sweep the firewood house, the old man will live in the firewood house tonight!"

Xiao Zhao, who was halfway up the stairs, subconsciously wanted to refuse.

But when he thought that he was the waiter of the inn now, he abducted again in despondency, and said powerlessly:
"Guest officer, this way please~"

Ouyang Feng was overjoyed by Xiao Zhao's cute contrast, stroked his beard again, and laughed heartily:
"Hahaha, I haven't been this happy for so many years~"

Xiao Zhao stuck out her tongue again, puzzled and said:
"Uncle, you are one of the five wonders of the Great Song Dynasty. You are admired by thousands of people. Shouldn't you be happy in normal times?"

Confusion appeared in Ouyang Feng's eyes, and he thought about it a little bit lost.

"That's right, the old man has already become one of the five most powerful people in the Great Song Dynasty. Why is he not as happy as when he first entered the martial arts?"

The scenes after stepping into the rivers and lakes came to Ouyang Feng's mind.

It's all about conspiracy and calculation, fighting and killing, and fighting for power.

Life is so frightening, and because of this, the whole person is moody, and he kills when he is angry.

How did life become like this?
For a moment, Ouyang Feng was a little dazed, his footsteps were vain
harm.

Think about what to do in life?
Nine out of ten unsatisfactory things in life, often think about one or two, don't think about eighty-nine, everything goes well.

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