The city of Monkey King

"I, I am this..."

The Nangong Yi people looked at their bodies nervously, and there was a white aura emerging from the air, constantly pouring into their bodies.

She is a little panicked.

This is also normal. After all, the mortal who has been doing this for so many years, suddenly seeing this scene, is not surprising.

"Nothing, relax."

Qin Feng stood at the side of the Nangong Yiren. As the Nangong Yi people stepped into the practice, he found his cycle speed on Sunday, and accelerated again!

Sure enough, as the rumor, the higher the cultivation of the goddess spirit, the stronger the ability to help.

At this moment, Qin Feng even wanted to directly break through the practice of gas.

But it is really helpless...

The aura of this world is only thin, and you must find a place with ample aura.

"It, when does it stop...?"

The Nangong Yi people looked at the aura that constantly poured into the body. It was a bit flustered. This is what Qin Feng can't smile.

People can't wait for the aura to flow into the body, and the Nangong Yi people want to stop.

Because the cycle of the week in her body, all carried out in the unconscious, if the Nangong Yi people take the initiative to meditate, I am afraid there will be a very horrified scene.

"If you want it to stop, it will stop, close your eyes and try it yourself."

Qin Feng smiled and spoke.

"Oh oh."

Nangong Yi people nodded dumbly, then took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and slowly the aura of the body began to dissipate.

Time passed quietly, and when it was completely dissipated, the Nangong Yi people opened their eyes.

However, Qin Feng has already left.

The Nangong Yi people looked at the empty living room in front of them, showing a disappointment.

"How to go without saying goodbye..."

The car roared.

Qin Feng thought about the phone call of Zuo Yingjie before. He thought a lot and recalled his friendship with Zhou Hong in a short time.

High school, college, fight together, and get together.

It’s no exaggeration to use this sentence to describe the brothers who beat the iron.

He can't figure it out, and he can't think of a reason. Why did you want to start your own father and start to fight for yourself?

Perhaps, that night, interrupted the hands and feet, for Zhou Hong, that is to look at the face with his own feelings, can not help but kill himself, so just choose to abolish themselves.

If this is the case, what kind of entanglement between Zhou Hong and his father?

Qin Feng remembered that he had brought Zhou Hong to his home to play in the past. Zhou Hong also met his father, Qin Xiao, and did not show any special abnormalities.

Want to break his head, Qin Feng is trying to understand, the reason behind this hidden, what is it!

The car is already approaching the ancient wood courtyard.

Bypassing this last small street is the Jiangzhou Cebu, but when the Qin wind bypasses the corner, it has a figure standing in the center of the street.

What do you mean? ! Touching porcelain? !

Qin Feng brows a brow, revealing the windshield and looking at the people in the middle of the street.

Look like it, not like porcelain!

A worn-out ancient gray robe, messy long hair, casually tied with a bun, holding a sword in his hand, with a look of scum, his face is black and black, hanging around his waist A bronze gourd, full of rich alcohol.

Qin Feng stopped the car and looked at the person who was blocking the road. He couldn’t feel malicious from this person, but he didn’t know this person, and he was so strangely dressed. If he said clothes, the living one is an ancient encounter. But look at the temperament, but also a bit of chivalry.

The most important thing is that Qin Feng can't see through this guy's cultivation.

It is indeed very strange that a monk who does not understand and does not know is blocking the road.

“What can the seniors do?”

Qin Feng is not a hoe, and this kind of person who can't understand it is generally a master.

He said, the wine madman in front of him is still holding a sword like a piece of wood, not saying a word.

"senior?"

Qin Feng shouted again, still ignored.

But this street is at most two meters wide, and this car can't get around.

Going forward two steps, Qin Feng just wanted to shout again.

But I heard a subtle buzz...

grass!

Almost no sound, this wine madman is falling asleep, and it is really talent.

"senior!"

Qin Feng walked only one meter away from the wine madman, and transported the dantian gas, and screamed.

The sound caused an echo almost in this empty street.

"Ah? Ah...ah."

The wine madman finally opened his eyes and came up with three modal words. The first one was scared, the second one was squatting, the third one was awake, and then the back of the head.

"Oh, I am sorry, little brother, the old man accidentally walked asleep and fell asleep, blocking your way, yes, come and come, let's go."

The wine madman gave way to the road, and Qin Feng was also confused and turned back to drive.

"Qin Feng."

At this time, the wine madman suddenly shouted, Qin Feng's footsteps also stopped in place.

The face changed slightly, this guy recognized himself!

I am afraid it is not just a simple way to block the road! Is it rushing to come by yourself? !

"What is the predecessor?"

Qin Feng did not turn around, just a calm opening.

"Do you want to build a foundation?"

The wine madman suddenly asked.

"miss you."

Qin Feng casually returned.

"Do you want to bear Dan?"

"miss you."

"Do you want to learn advanced exercises and swordsmanship?"

"miss you."

"Do you want to be in the wind for nine days, above the sentient beings?!"

"miss you."

The tone of the wine madman is constantly increasing, and Qin Feng is extremely calm in answering.

"So, do you want to make Yuan Ying?"

"miss you."

Qin Feng is still a faint word.

The wine madman couldn’t help it: "You can't be a little surprised by the kid?"

This set of rhetoric is still from the speaker of the street bluffing people ‘Do you want to get rich overnight, do you want to become famous overnight, you want to have assets over 100 million’ learned!

He was speechless, and this was the first time he saw someone who was so calm when asked about the phrase "I don't want to make Yuan Ying."

You must know that there is only one Yuan Ying in the whole cloud water world (the earth), that is, the owner of the Xiangge Pavilion, the Kunlunge Pavilion of the first force of the Xiange, not to mention a small monk, even if the old cabinet of the fairy pavilion hears This sentence is also sitting in danger, showing the color of dignity.

Qin Feng, it is so calm.

"Why am I surprised?"

Qin Feng turned and looked at the wine madman in front of him.

The wine madman looked at the eyes of Qin Feng. The eyes in the eyes were very calm and natural. There was no wave in the ancient well.

Absolutely not a contrived!

He suddenly smiled and laughed loudly. It was happy and extremely happy!

"He Huacheng does not deceive me, I don't deceive me! Kid, you and I will see you again!"

After that, the wine madman turned into a sword light, and it was directly broken.

"The sword takes the wind, the heavens and the earth are free, the thousand cups swallow the sun and the moon, and the 10,000 cups are drunk!"

The voice of laughter carries such a poem and echoes in this lonely street.

Qin Feng’s nephew suddenly condensed...

Looking up at the sword light that disappeared into the sky, the brow wrinkled.

Going to the wind, the Danish monk!

Why are you suddenly looking for yourself!

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