Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Prince is a Sven

Such unkind words, listening to the ears of everyone, especially the group of monks who followed Master Liuyun, were simply provocative, and they all said that the family had no temper, but I am afraid that they had not met someone as arrogant as Qin Feng.

A pair of angry eyes suddenly shot at the man with a disapproving face, if the eyes could kill, I am afraid that Qin Feng would have been cut by the eyes of these people in front of him.

Master Liuyun didn't have much anger, and quietly looked at this arrogant man, he had lived for decades, and naturally understood better than the people in the world, everything has a cause and effect.

Therefore, the arrogant and domineering man in front of him naturally has enough capital to be proud.

Stretched out his hand slightly to stop the monk behind him who wanted to come forward to theorize, and smiled lightly, "I'm afraid the old man can't be the master of this matter." ”

Qin Feng glanced at Master Liuyun and couldn't help but sneer, "Earlier, your old bald donkey said that you were abrupt, didn't you want to apologize?" Now he says that he can't do it, and he has no sincerity to apologize at all, is the master good-tempered? ”

"Uncle Shi, he is really too deceitful!" At this time, a monk behind Master Liuyun finally couldn't help it and wanted to step forward to reason with Qin Feng.

But as soon as he took a step, he was grabbed by Master Liuyun, gently pulled him back behind him, and shook his head, "Quit empty, don't." ”

"Master" The monk who was held by him shouted unwillingly, but when he saw Master Liuyun's disapproval, he stopped his mouth in some annoyance, and couldn't say anything, he could only stare at Qin Feng fiercely with his eyes.

Qin Feng brushed his dusty sleeves disappreciatively, ignoring those eyes full of anger.

Liuyun glanced at the monks behind him helplessly, and sighed slightly, "Today it is indeed the old man who has abruptly attacked Qin Gongzi, and the old man is here to apologize." He said with a gentle salute.

Raising his head slightly, without waiting for Qin Yun to speak, "However, it is indeed late today, and the pilgrims in the backyard have to rest, and if Qin Gongzi wants to disturb the guests of this temple in the backyard, it is impossible for the old man to agree." As he spoke, his tone suddenly became tougher, "If Gongzi Qin insists on learning from this little brother, this temple has a martial arts training ground in the back mountain, and you can move forward, and there is absolutely no one to disturb you." ”

Qin Feng stared at Master Liuyun with interest, I have to say that this person is tactful, if you want to talk about the past, you can still sell him a little face, but today I have hit a wall several times in a row, and the anger in my heart has not disappeared, how can I be at the mercy of others like this?

"What if my son doesn't want to?" Qin Feng leaned against the wall in the courtyard indifferently and said slowly.

Master Liuyun was not angry, his face was still flat, but his tone was rare with a hint of toughness, "Then invite Gongzi Qin to be a guest of Dharma Hall." Presumably Qin Gongzi will like it very much. ”

The corners of Qin Feng's mouth twitched, and his face suddenly became unpleasant, he hadn't heard of the Dharma Hall, it could be described as Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and even more powerful was the Eighteen Bronze Men of the Treasure of the Town Temple, and there were very few people who could come out of anywhere, but if he really entered the place, he couldn't guarantee that he would be able to come out unscathed.

At least being repaired by a meal is for sure.

What are you kidding, one-on-one is fine, but the feeling of one-to-eighteen is not so wonderful.

The frivolity on Qin Feng's face was retracted, "Old bald donkey, you're not joking. The master has no interest in your Dharma Hall at all. ”

"As long as Gongzi Qin doesn't disturb the pilgrims in the backyard to rest, Lao Gao will naturally not invite you to Damo Hall as a guest." Master Liuyun smiled slightly.

Qin Feng stared at Master Liuyun's indifferent face tightly for a moment, "If this son has to be here, no one in this world can force this son to go anywhere except for his own will." ”

"Really?" At this time, a faint voice sounded in the courtyard, the voice was moist and beautiful, and I only felt like a sweet spring slowly moistening the dry heart.

This voice immediately attracted everyone's attention, and subconsciously turned their heads to look, only to see a figure standing in the messy courtyard, the face as warm as jade under the lamp of the secluded palace was indifferent and lofty, and the ethereal temperament around him was like a fairy in the clouds, which made people can't help but feel ashamed of themselves, who is Murong Yichen who has not been staying in the room?

Seeing that handsome and elegant person, Qin Feng's face darkened, and he gritted his teeth and said, "The eldest prince, is you finally willing to come out?" After speaking, he looked behind him quietly, disappointed that he didn't see the shadow he wanted to see.

Murong Yichen didn't care about Qin Feng's anger, he looked at him quietly, and his tone was gentle, "Someone has disturbed the purity of this prince and made such a big fuss, this prince naturally wants to come out to take a look." ”

Qin Fengzheng was angry and had nowhere to go, and when he heard Murong Yichen's faint but mocking words at this moment, he suddenly couldn't hold it back, regardless of Liuyun and the other monks, he stretched out his hand with a palm, and the cold palm wind hit Murong Yichen's handsome and peerless face.

Qin Yun admitted that he did it on purpose, and he wanted to beat that handsome and dusty face into a pig's head.

Seeing Qin Yun attacking regardless of the situation, Murong Yichen remained motionless, his face still so indifferent.

Everyone immediately took a breath and couldn't help but worry about Murong Yichen.

Mo Li looked at the sky silently, he was not worried about his master being attacked at all.

But he can guarantee one thing, Qin Feng will definitely be miserable!!

No, it should be said that those who shot at their own masters ended up miserable!

However, he didn't want to sympathize with Qin Feng at the moment, because he didn't make his master have to make a move after all, and he didn't know how his master would punish him in a while.

As expected, "Bang." With a bang, Qin Feng's fist paused when it was still a foot away from the handsome and peerless face, and the person who was full of anger also seemed to have been drained of his strength all over his body, and he fell to the ground like a puddle of, slumping in front of the elegant god-like man

The style of painting changed abruptly, and everyone couldn't help but widen their eyes, the corners of their mouths twitched, and they looked at each other

What's going on?

Why did someone who was fine just now faint the next moment? And in an extremely bizarre pose?

Qi brushed his gaze to the man who had been indifferent from beginning to end without a trace of expression. Subconsciously, I think it must have something to do with him.

Murong Yichen didn't seem to notice everyone's puzzled gaze, elegantly brushed his dusty sleeves, raised his eyes slightly and glanced at someone who collapsed to the ground, as if he had just noticed Qin Feng who was like a rag, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he slightly hooked a good-looking arc, "This prince is weak and can't help the wind, he will fall down when he touches it, Qin Xiaobawang is too vulgar, this prince is a Sven person" So I don't care to do anything with him

Great Prince, you, weak and can't help the wind? Just a touch?

You, Sven?

I really didn't see it when I was weak,

Polite? All right! Looks so Sven!

Can it just change the essence of your black heart and lungs?

Everyone has a black line.

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