Qin Haoran couldn't help but cast that deep gaze on Wen Jun in front of him again, the face full of vicissitudes showed a look of relief and approval, this son is not only talented, but also kind-hearted, does things brightly, and is not greedy for things outside the body, over time, he will be able to carry the banner of "Qin Wumen" and bring it to an unprecedented height!

"Next year will be the Year of Xin Chou, and it will be the duel moment between our 'Qin Wumen' and 'Yang Jiajian' once in sixty years!" At this time, Qin Haoran's profound gaze suddenly became extremely sharp, sweeping over the faces of every disciple in the audience one by one, and then smiled sadly and sighed, "Sixty years, with a flick of your fingers." Sixty years ago, when I was a child, I could only watch my father come forward; Sixty years later, I have gray temples and old age, and I can only watch from the wall. ”

Although it was the first time for Wen Jun to hear Qin Haoran talk about this matter, the other disciples of the "Qin Martial Sect" knew about it, and their faces all showed a kind of eager anticipation and incomparable excitement!

Qin He comforted: "Father, you are old and strong, and you are in the old days." ”

Murong Pei echoed: "Yes, master, we are all looking forward to your ability to show your strength in this duel." ”

"Haha......" Qin Haoran laughed, which contained a trace of pride in giving up his own hands, but more of a helplessness and sadness, "Well said, when you are old and strong, you would rather move the heart of the white head?" Poor and strong, do not fall into the ambition of the clouds. But some things are not convincing. ”

Qin Haoran's eyes were moist, and he said emotionally: "'Yang Family Sword' is worthy of its name, a set of world-famous 'Qiankun Sword Technique', although there are only seven moves, but it is endlessly mysterious, and it is a shocking ghost and god. On the other hand, my 'Qin Wumen' is gradually declining, and the once invincible 'Fengshen Legs' is no longer beautiful, do you know what friends on the rivers and lakes say about 'Qin Wumen'? ”

Including Qin He and Murong Pei, the disciples of the "Qin Wumen" in the hall were still looking forward and excited just now, but now they looked at each other, and then lowered their heads, blushed, and didn't dare to make a sound, that look of shame and embarrassment was really embarrassing.

"Although you dare not say it, I am not old enough to be deaf and dizzy, and I am old. People in the rivers and lakes say that 'Qin Wumen' deceives the world and steals fame, and 'King Kong One Finger Zen' is just a gimmick to boast about itself...... Yes and no? Qin Haoran's majestic voice echoed in the lobby for a long time, shocking and thought-provoking.

"Of course, as the head of the 'Qin Wumen', I have an unshirkable responsibility, but what about you, I ask you all to ask yourself, have you worked hard?" Qin Haoran's deep gaze became scorching, and he stared hatefully at Qin He, who was drooping his head in the crowd, "I know that I am jealous and jealous, I don't want to make progress, and I am jealous...... Do you think I'm deaf or blind? ”

Jealous of the virtuous, not enterprising, jealous? Wen Jun pondered Qin Haoran's words carefully, and secretly looked at him with his scorching gaze, his eyes fixed on Qin He's body, and suddenly remembered what Murong Pei said in the car, "Women chase men, layer paper; Men chase women, and the mountains ...... the next layer "If you want to talk and stop, who is the eldest brother fighting with?"

Hearing this, Murong Wenyao couldn't help but sigh softly in her heart, feeling that her old face was a little hot. Her heart is like a mirror. Over the years, Qin He's thoughts on Mo Gentleness have been seen in her eyes. But her daughter only treats him as her own big brother, and there is no love between men and women in her heart, if it weren't for this, she wouldn't have married her daughter to Wen Jun.

Murong Gentle and Pretty Face was crimson, and those clear eyes like water glanced at Qin Haoran uneasily, and when he saw his sharp eyes, he quickly left his gaze, and his pretty face became even more red, as if he could drip blood.

Qin Xue'er's gaze moved back and forth between Wen Jun, Qin He, and Murong Wen, and finally stayed on Wen Jun's heartthrob-like handsome face, and a feeling of loss was born in her heart for no reason.

Qin He and Murong Pei lowered their heads, feeling uneasy, ashamed and annoyed. Qin Haoran's words were like an incomparably sharp knife, dismembering them to the point of being incomplete, exposing the secret red fruit that they had hidden in their hearts to everyone's eyes and noses!

"Scolding you a few words, you just droop your heads one by one, are you still a man?" Qin Haoran scolded hatefully, "If you are still disciples of the 'Qin Martial Sect', you will all raise your head for me, don't let people look down on you!" ”

Qin He, Murong Pei and the other disciples slowly raised their heads from their chests, but the look of shame on their faces still lingered, their eyes still evaded, and they didn't dare to look at each other with Qin Haoran.

He said bitterly and sincerely: "Sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat." Don't keep thinking about lying down in the 500-year-long history of 'Qin Wumen' and sleeping a lot, and only staring at the small place of Suzhou City, this is a sign of ambition. I hope that you will be brave and courageous, and strive to forge ahead with each passing day. Only in this way will 'Qinwumen' have a more brilliant tomorrow." ”

Qin Haoran saw that the disciples were still sleepwalking, and suddenly asked, "Do you understand what I said?" ”

The crowd replied listlessly and sparsely, "Understood." ”

Qin Haoran frowned at that cold brow and shouted, "Do you understand? ”

Everyone woke up like a dream, cheered up, and shouted in unison: "Master, we understand." ”

Qin Haoran's gaze slowly glanced around everyone, and the anger on his face that hated iron could not be made of steel. After slowing down for a while, when he saw Wen Jun who was still kneeling in front of him, his gaze suddenly softened, and he said lovingly: "Jun'er, this duel with the 'Yang Family Sword', 'Qin Wumen' will all depend on you." ”

Wen Jun said uneasily: "Master, the disciple has just joined, and I don't have any kung fu in 'Qin Wumen'." ”

Qin Haoran smiled slyly: "What you are holding in your hand is the supreme exercise of my 'Qin Wumen' - 'King Kong One Finger Zen', who said you don't have it at all?" ”

"Flutter!" Qin Xue'er, who was standing beside Qin Haoran, couldn't help but be amused by her father's words, and smiled.

Wen Jun was embarrassed, thinking that this old man was really cute, and his words didn't mean that. Looking at the golden package in his hand, it was like holding a hot potato, as if an invisible mountain was crushing towards him, and he had a feeling of suffocation.

"There is still more than half a year before the day of the duel, and during this time, you will devote yourself to cultivating the 'King Kong One Finger Zen', I believe you will not let me down." Qin Haoran said firmly.