Fang Weiguo nodded undeniably.

"I remember when I was a child, I often asked you, how to practice this kung fu, you always have to figure it out by myself, why?" Qin Jun asked puzzled.

Fang Weiguo shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I want you to figure it out for yourself because I won't either." ”

"What, you won't, and you want me to learn this?" Qin Jun frowned.

"Didn't I say that not everyone can practice ancient martial arts, it depends on the individual's physical aptitude. When I got this ancient martial arts, I was already in my thirties, and my physique at that age was not suitable for practicing ancient martial arts, and even if I practiced hard for a lifetime, I would not achieve anything. Fang Weiguo said.

"According to your meaning, my physique is suitable for practicing ancient martial arts?" Qin Jun asked puzzled.

"I don't know much about this, but there is one point, for ancient martial artists, the age of twenty is a hurdle, if you can't practice ancient martial arts before the age of twenty, then it is even more impossible to practice after the age of twenty. At that time, the reason why you were asked to practice was because you were weak and sickly when you were a child. Fang Weiguo looked at Qin Jun seriously.

Qin Jun nodded thoughtfully, he remembered that when he was a child, he spent most of his time in a hospital bed.

"Where did you get the Snow Accumulation Qi Technique, isn't there anyone else who practices it?" Qin Jun continued to ask, he wanted to find someone to help him solve his cultivation problems.

Fang Weiguo paused and continued: "This ancient martial art for you to practice was given by a close friend of mine. ”

"Is that senior also an ancient martial artist? Where is he now, I would like to ask him for advice. Qin Jun wanted to figure out Fang Weiguo in his body very much, and suddenly sighed, and said in a low tone: "He is no longer in this world. After speaking, Fang Weiguo turned around with his hands behind his back and glanced up at the sky, as if he was reminiscing about something.

After a long time, Fang Weiguo continued: "Qin Jun, you go back with Yan Li first, protect Yan Qiao until she is twenty years old, and when she successfully solves the genetic problem, then go back to the Ninth Bureau to report." As for the matter of the ancient warriors, I also have a friend who is an expert in this area, and I will do my best to arrange for you to meet. Also, I hope that during this time, you will not provoke the people of the Liu family again. ”

"People from the Liu family? Why? Qin Jun asked puzzled, he has never been a person who is willing to suffer losses, the people of the Liu family have repeatedly sent people to kill him, asking him to swallow his anger, how is this possible.

"Because I'm dealing with them. This may take a little time, so I hope you don't appear in their sight, especially those ancient warriors in the Liu Family Ancestral Hall. With your current strength, you are no match for those people at all. Fang Weiguo said with a stern expression.

"Got it. If it's okay, then I'll go first. Qin Jun muttered a few words, and seeing that Fang Weiguo didn't react, he finished the last puff of cigarette, threw away the cigarette butt, and got into Yan Li's car.

The black Rolls-Royce illusion sounded two horns and quickly drove away from the woods.

Fang Weiguo turned around and glanced at the car shadow in the distance, sighed, and shook his head with a stunned expression: "Brother, this child is too much like you, just like you back then"

Villas in the western suburbs of Yanjing.

The black Rolls-Royce Phantom slowly drove into the courtyard of a villa, it was already late at night, but the villa was brightly lit.

As soon as Qin Jun got out of the car, Uncle Xiang, who was standing at the door, came over and said with a smile: "Qin Jun, welcome you home, the master and the young lady set up a table in the restaurant to receive the feast." ”

Go home? Qin Jun's heart moved inexplicably. Since he was a child, he was a helpless prodigal son, and the warm name of home was a luxury for him.

"What are you doing in a daze, come in." Yan Li patted Qin Jun on the shoulder.

Walking into the living room, the dining table was indeed full of fragrant delicacies. After eating too much Western food in the United States, Qin Jun still thinks that Chinese food is more delicious.

"Lao Xiang, go and call Qiao'er to come down, talk to Qin Jun at home every day, this person will come back, see if she still reads it." Yan Li squinted his eyes and smiled slightly, and personally opened the Bordot wine on the table.

"Okay. Master. Uncle Xiang handed the decanter to Yan Li, and when he was about to go upstairs, there was a sound of footsteps upstairs.

"Ah, Qin Jun, you're back." Yan Qiao leaned on the solid wood railing and poked his head out from the second floor, and when he saw Qin Jun, he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Qin Jun glanced upstairs, Yan Qiao was still wearing a red dress, and the high heels under his feet had not been changed, it seemed that he had just come back.

Yan Qiao looked very excited, and walked down the stairs with his high heels.

"Oops!"

At this moment, the high heels under Yan Qiao's feet suddenly twisted, and the whole person leaned forward, and his center of gravity was unstable, and he fell straight downstairs.

"Qiao'er!"

"Miss!"

Yan Li and Uncle Xiang looked shocked and wanted to step forward, but it was too late.

Qin Jun, who was standing on the edge of the dining table, suddenly his eyes sank, he stomped on the ground, and the whole figure jumped out like lightning and rushed towards the stairs.

Seeing that the ground was getting closer and closer to him, Yan Qiao closed his eyes in fear and regret. It's over, if this really falls face to the ground, it will be disfigured.

Just when Yan Qiao regretted and despaired, a sudden heat wave hit, and Yan Qiao felt that the whole person was tightly hugged by a pair of strong and powerful arms.

The familiar smell, the familiar sense of security, suddenly came to my heart.

It's Qin Jun.

Yan Qiao suddenly realized something, and suddenly his heart was full of joy, even if he was in the middle of the falling mid-air at the moment, he left it all behind.

Boom.

There was a muffled sound, Qin Jun hugged Yan Qiao, used his body as a meat pad, and fell heavily to the ground.

During the landing process, Yan Qiao's head drooped down slightly due to inertia, and a cherry-like red lip was impartially imprinted on Qin Jun's mouth.

Squeak.

The fragrant wind hit, a pair of incomparably soft and lubricated lips touched his dry lips, Qin Jun subconsciously sucked it, although the sound was slight, but it reached the ears of everyone in the room.

When Uncle Xiang saw the two of them like this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

Seeing this, Yan Li's eyes widened suddenly, and his face was blue and red for a while.

"Yikes! You" Yan Qiao naturally felt the strangeness on her lips, she suddenly realized that her father was still there, and jumped up from Qin Jun's body like an electric shock.

"Qiao'er, are you okay?" Yan Li glanced at Yan Qiao with concern, and only relieved himself after making sure that she was okay, for him, his daughter's safety came first, not to mention, Qin Jun had a good impression in his heart, if he really wanted him to be his uncle, it would not be bad.

"It's okay!" Yan Qiao hurriedly turned her head, she didn't want her father to see her hot cheeks