The strongest blood upgrade

Chapter 48 You Are Not My Food
Under the big tree, in front of the stone table.

Li Linfeng sat there quietly, watching Gong Meiqi brew tea with skillful techniques, seemingly intoxicated on the surface.

The tea was not good tea, it was found in the house, it was ordinary tea used by the Zhou Mansion to entertain guests, although it was not bad to drink, it was definitely not good.

However, under Gong Meiqi's superb brewing skills, this ordinary tea was brewed with a strong aroma!
Li Linfeng became more and more vigilant.

Anything abnormal is a demon!
Although the woman appeared to be concentrating on making tea, on the small map, the spot of light representing her was still extremely blood red, dazzlingly red.

After a while, Gong Meiqi finally finished her operation, and gently pushed the poured tea cup towards Li Linfeng.

Under the blessing of a dark force, the teacup shot towards Li Linfeng silently.

A look of solemnity flashed in Li Linfeng's eyes, and he slowly stretched out his hand, pinching the teacup between his fingers just right.

As soon as his fingertips touched the teacup, he felt a strange force, which made his fingers ache!

There is indeed a problem!
He snorted secretly in his heart, and the mental method of "Tianwu Jue" was activated in an instant, and with a light sway of his wrist, he actually used the Yinzi Jue and Xizi Jue in Taiji Swordsmanship through slight shaking of his arms and wrists. out.

The dark force attached to the teacup was dispelled calmly like this.

He held the teacup in front of his nose, sniffed it lightly, and said with a smile, "It smells so good, but unfortunately I don't know anything about tea ceremony, so I let down your skill."

After saying that, the teacup shook slightly, and a jet of water jumped out of the cup and flew into his mouth.

After putting down the teacup, Li Linfeng touched his stomach and said with a smile: "It's not rude to come here, let me pour tea for you next."

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed the teapot on the stone table.

Gong Meiqi supported her fragrant cheeks with one hand, grabbed the handle of the teapot with the other, and said with a smile: "Little brother, why are you so polite?"

"Hehe, I'm not being polite, big sister, don't grab me." Li Linfeng flipped his wrist lightly, and the tip of his index finger stabbed Gong Meiqi's wrist fiercely. , Gong Meiqi's entire arm should never be taken again!

Seeing his decisive attack, Gong Meiqi's eyes flashed a strange color, and she said with a coquettish smile, "Oh, little brother, you are still ruthless in your attack! Don't you feel sorry for him at all?"

While speaking, her wrist quickly dodged, and then her arm shook violently, bending like a spirit snake, wrapping around Li Linfeng's arm.

"Hehe, sister, you are beautiful, but it's a pity that you are not my brother's dish." Li Linfeng responded lightly.

The two used the small teapot to move around between square inches, dismantling each other's moves.

Although Li Linfeng didn't specifically learn palm kung fu, "Intermediate Martial Skills" includes fists, palms, claws, fingers, grabbing hands and other moves. If you are familiar with them, they are enough to deal with the situation in front of you.

In addition, he inadvertently used the moves in Taiji swordsmanship, and found that the effect was good, so he used them frequently, and the more he used them, the more fun he found.

In this way, after dismantling dozens of tricks, Li Linfeng became more courageous as he fought, and the expression on his face became more and more relaxed.

Gong Meiqi groaned secretly in her heart—where did this fat man come from? He looks fat and fat, but how could he move so nimbly?
To be honest, Gong Meiqi's ability is really not small, don't look at her as a martial artist in the soul-changing state, if she exerts her full strength, she can even rival Wu Zong in the gang-qi state!
But no matter how capable she is, as a daughter, she is inherently weaker than men in terms of physical strength, so gradually, her movements began to become sluggish.

If this goes on like this, she will be defeated in less than thirty or fifty moves.

"Are you kidding me, I won't lose to this fat man!"

She roared from the bottom of her heart, but she said with a coquettish smile: "Little brother, your abilities are so powerful, it's almost unbearable!"

The voice is soft and glutinous, and it hits the ear (xiāo) soul. If an ordinary man hears this voice, he will inevitably appear distracted, and his attention will inevitably be a little distracted.

But Li Linfeng was unmoved at all, and said with a faint smile: "Big sister, you are not bad, it seems that you haven't used your full strength yet?"

Gong Meiqi blinked her beautiful eyes, "Aren't you also not doing your best, or... how about we just go to a spacious place and have a good fight?"

Fight a great battle……

Li Linfeng grinned, thinking that this is your true character, what a belligerent Yu (yù) sister!
"Come here, who is afraid of who!"

As soon as the words fell, the two jumped up at the same time, and neither of them cared about the teapot anymore. After fighting each other in the air for a few moves, they turned over and jumped to the spacious place in the courtyard, clapping their hands.

Maybe it was because she lost a little bit in the fighting moves just now. Gong Meiqi wanted to win the situation, so she no longer suppressed her strength. past.

It's a pity that Li Linfeng has even faced Zhou Liujing's Martial God, so why would he care about her oppressive aura?
Momentum is invisible, but it really exists.

If Gong Meiqi's aura is full of aggressiveness like a hunting lioness, then Li Linfeng's aura is as unmoving as a rhinoceros with heavy armor, and may burst out with strong murderous intent at any time.

"Little brother, be careful!"

After Gong Meiqi realized that her fist and kick skills did not seem to have the upper hand, she jumped up with a coquettish smile, flipped her wrist and pulled out a soft silver whip about ten feet long from nowhere, and lashed at Li Linfeng past.

"Damn it..." Li Linfeng groaned inwardly. His long sword was handed over to the guards for admiration just now, and he hadn't had time to get it back yet, but now he had to deal with it empty-handed.

"Master, take the sword!" Not far away, Li Qiang snatched Li Linfeng's black copper-level long sword from a guard, and threw it towards him.

Li Linfeng's eyes lit up, and he was about to pick it up, but unexpectedly, Gong Meiqi sneered suddenly, and the soft whip that was ten feet long turned around as if it had come alive, and just hit the hilt of the flying long sword.

Under the strength of the soft whip, the long sword flew back upside down, and plunged into the stone steps with a ding.

Li Qiang was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat. The long sword happened to pass between his legs, and the sharp blade would touch his vitals within an inch...

"Young master, young master, just ask for good luck, I can't help you anymore!"

(End of this chapter)