Wuxia: You can’t start without Mrs. Guo!

Suddenly, Qin Feng thought of a question, his face became ugly, and secretly said:

“Now that Guo Fu and Guo Xiang are about fifteen or sixteen years old, how old should Yang Guo be?”

“Has it already been sent to teach the art of Quanzhen?”

I wanted to inquire about this situation, but the two sisters were still lit to the acupuncture path, listening to the breathing of one of them, and even fell asleep.

Qin Feng had also not studied martial arts, so naturally he would not solve the cave.

At this moment, one of them seemed to be about to wake up.

Compared with his sister’s three-legged cat martial arts, Guo Xiang, who has a good foundation in martial arts, woke up first.

Bending his eyelashes trembled, Guo Xiang slowly opened his bright eyes, and a pair of black and white eyes revealed the girl’s agility.

When his sight recovered, Guo Xiang saw a handsome big brother imprinted in his eyes, looking down at himself intently.

Such a focused gaze made Guo Xiang subconsciously a little shy, a trace of dodge flashed in his eyes, and he was curious:

“Big brother, who are you?”

“What about my mother?”

“My name is Qin Feng.”

Qin Feng first introduced his name and said

“Your mother accidentally suffered a secret calculation by Yunzhong Crane before she died, and her body was strangely poisonous.”

“But it’s okay now.”

“She is resting in the cabin, it’s better not to disturb her.”

Speaking of which, Guo Xiang is the first person in the world to know his name.

“Okay.”

Guo Xiang nodded, got up and looked at the cabin, confirmed that his mother was asleep, relaxed his heart, and then looked at Qin Feng, especially the hair that was less than two inches, with a puzzled face, and asked

“My name is Guo Xiang.”

“Brother Qin, are you a monk who just returned to the world?”

“It’s not.”

Qin Feng’s face turned dark, he was not a bald donkey, he bluntly denied Guo Xiang’s judgment, and asked bluntly:

“Did Guo Daxia send Yang Guo to Quanzhen to teach art?”

“Yang Guo?”

Guo Xiang looked at Qin Feng suspiciously, shook his head, and said truthfully

“My father has not found the whereabouts of Brother Yang.”

“Brother Qin, why do you ask that, have you seen my Brother Yang Shi before and know where he is?”

“If this news is told to my father, he will be very happy!”

“And Brother Qin has something wrong about you, how can my father send Brother Yang Shi to the Quanzhen Sect, even if my father doesn’t have time to teach him martial arts personally, my mother can teach it.”

Hearing Guo Xiang say that he had not yet found Yang Guo’s whereabouts, Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief, greeted the other party’s expectant little face, and said helplessly:

“I don’t know.”

“Really?”

Guo Xiang will be suspicious.

“Why did I lie to you?”

Qin Feng answered seriously.

The two chatted with the sea breeze, and Qin Feng, who came from modern times, was well-informed and humorous, and from time to time Guo Xiang had to laugh if he said one or two words that were not in tune.

Guo Xiang is also innocent and generous.

Speaking of the personalities of the two sisters Guo Fu and Guo Xiang, it can be said that there is a sharp contrast.

Different from Guo Fumanshan’s shortcomings, Guo Xiang’s shortcomings may be that he is too stubborn, and he will not change his goals for the rest of his life.

Looking at Guo Xiang, whose eyes were smiling into a crescent, Qin Feng thought of another question:

“Miss Guo, have you ever heard of the Emei faction?”

“Of course I’ve heard it.”

Guo Xiang nodded and said

“A well-known and decent family in the territory of the Ming Kingdom, the head is the extermination master, and it is said that the heaven-leaning sword in her hand cuts iron like mud, and it is a divine weapon.”

Listening to Guo Xiang’s talk, Qin Feng’s eyes looked at her inexplicably strange.