Archery of Chiba Peach Blossom

And then, he was almost found by those stinky-nosed nephews, so he had to hide in Tibet, because he was afraid that they would take him back, so he didn't want to go back after Zhongnanshan lost his senior brother, plus None of those nephews were fun, and he felt there was no need to go back.

However, he also had to admire the ability of that nephew Qiu, he was almost caught by him in Zuixianlou, but fortunately he ran fast, otherwise he would definitely be caught again.However, the episode that happened in the Zuixian Tower made the old naughty boy become interested in that kid and his mother.

Especially the latter.

He was able to inadvertently shatter two complete chairs with the strength of his sleeves. It is conceivable how strong the sleeves were at that time. If the chair was a person, that person would have been injured.The old naughty boy knew that apart from the Wujue in Jianghu, very few people could do this.

What's more, it is a woman who can do this, a woman who has not yet reached her twenties.So, the old naughty boy became curious about her, this was the first time he became interested in a woman after Ying Gu.Of course, this "interest" is different from that "interest". He wanted to beat her up... No!He doesn't hit women, he just wants to compete with her, it's rare to meet such a good kungfu.

Really.

The old urchin hinted at himself.

It's just that he didn't expect that it was his slight change of breath that made the woman discover him, and then she quickly flew towards his position, and he turned around and ran away, thinking that he could beat the opponent by a lot in terms of foot strength That's right, how could he have been overtaken by her in less than two miles!

"Who are you! Why are you following us?" Qianye stopped the man and asked without blushing.Before he answered, she looked at him carefully, and found that he was a strange middle-aged man. He was about 40 years old, with a slightly fat body, wearing a dark blue gown, with a simple bun on his head. Without any accessories, I can't tell what my status is.

The only thing that puzzled her was the way he looked at her.His eyes are very clear, and there is even a trace of innocence in the clear.

For such a person, Qianye did not let down his vigilance, the appearance of innocence can be innate, or it can be pretended.Therefore, she was still staring at him closely, and had adjusted to the best state of attack while her figure was changing. If the other party made any sudden changes, she would definitely be able to fight back immediately.

It is absolutely impossible to suffer.

However, the other party didn't move at all, just looked at her with a pair of extremely wronged eyes, as if she had done something heinous to him, which caused goosebumps all over Qianye's body, and couldn't help but shudder. He shouted, "Who are you? What are you doing with us? If you don't answer, I won't be polite later!" Unable to bear the look in her eyes that bullied him, she simply threatened him, and waved at him after speaking. shook his fist.

The other party was silent, and his expression became even more aggrieved.

"Are you going to tell me or not!"

Qianye was angry and clenched her fist. "How did you do it?" Just when Qianye was about to beat him up, the old urchin's aggrieved eyes suddenly turned into shining star eyes, and he looked at her with admiration, Squatting slightly, he was about to put his palms together in a gesture of sincerity, and he said, "Girl baby, what kind of lightness kung fu are you, please teach me, I will worship you as my teacher!"

What?

Chiba was dumbfounded.

When Long Zijun and Lan Er found Chiba, the two were fighting back and forth. Due to the speed of the master's fight, Jun couldn't see it very clearly. The only thing he knew was a white shadow and a Gray shadow combined fists and feet, and used countless moves in a short period of time. The two people's figures were constantly changing as they fought, either up and down, or left and right, you hit me, I kicked you, etc. The fist wind, the palm wind, and the excited roar of the man in gray interweave into a prototype of a fighting.

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