"Eat me a widow's water!"

At this time, Nie Haiyuan, who had cultivated to the benefit of the good, was like a mad dog, and he swung the iron slippery and soft burden in his hand and suddenly turned the target, and coldly smashed it towards Jing Chong's shoulder, who was upright and forgetful.

The sound of the bad wind soon alarmed Jing Chong's nerves, feeling the evil wind, he hurriedly pressed his shoulders, twisted his waist, turned his hips, stepped back, waved his palms, and the five movements were done in one go, and he turned his body and suddenly dodged the sideways attack.

Before Nie Haiyuan could react, the waving palm flipped over and grabbed the chubby palm, and with just a slight pinch, the heavy iron slippery and soft burden had already fallen to the ground uncontrollably.

"Boom!"

"Puff"

The two voices came almost at the same time, but when he saw Nie Haiyuan's fat body raised back, he suddenly fell to the ground, "Oh mom, why is it so fast!"

As soon as his voice fell, the void suddenly ushered in a series of wind-breaking sounds, the wind went four o'clock, the sharp blade flew over, it looked like a look, and in an instant I saw that the sharp tip of the spear went straight to Jing Chong's two ribs, and the seemingly ferocious attack shook at the moment when he just arrived within three feet of Jing Chong, and he didn't wait for someone to stretch out his palm, but he felt a stumble under his feet, and a double gun fell to the ground, and the person who made the gun also fell to a.

"No, I haven't attacked yet!"

In the face of such an unexpected situation, Jing Chong could only cover his head with his hands to show a splitting headache, no matter what, these two people are here to feed themselves, but one was kicked out by his palm and feet before he got close, and the other person was completely defeated, such an opponent, what is the challenge?

Unconsciously, Jing Chong was a little secretly resentful, if he really wanted to be with these two all the time, I am afraid that this life would be over, after all, people often say that if you are not afraid of god-like opponents, you are afraid of pig-like teammates, who let yourself stand on the wrong team?

Shaking his head helplessly, the depression in Jing Chong's heart was even better, thinking about the power of the fist and foot kung fu that he couldn't understand yet, it seemed that the idea of cultivating the blade had to be backwards again!

With such an idea, he immediately retracted his hands, his body quickly retreated, and several dodged to stand on the spot, his anger did not grow, his face did not change, and he looked at the two opposite with disappointment on his face, but his complicated eyes floated but people couldn't tell what kind of look it was.

"No, no, I'm not reconciled, I wasn't ready just now, if I exert my tenth-layer strength, you will definitely not be able to dodge, let's fight again!"

Zou Cang's face was full of anger, he jumped up from the ground with a rub, sorted out his embarrassed clothes with his hands, and raised the two guns in his hands again and wanted to attack.

However, before he could make a move, he felt that his hands were tightly clenched, and then his eardrums shook, but Nie Haiyuan's voice came, "Get a monkey, he uses his fists and feet, let's use weapons, it must be a loss, after all, he is not as flexible as his bare hands, besides, people often say, moon sticks, year fists, and guns are long, your marksmanship is the most difficult to practice among the hundred soldiers, just your two times, and then so reckless to go up is not just asking for hardship!" In my opinion, let Jing Chong also choose a set of weapons to cultivate, and when he cultivates half-heartedly, how about we teach him a lesson together?"

Such an alternative logic is really the first time in my life, but this kind of logic is still taken for granted by these two alternative people, but it can't help but make people laugh, but Nie Haiyuan said so, and he really did it.

But seeing that he hurriedly took a few steps, the iron in his hand was carried on his shoulders very casually, with a fat face, the flesh was purring, and he said disdainfully to Jing Chong with a pout, "Black handsome guy, you use your palm to suppress people, even if you win, what can you do? This is not a big deal, if you have the ability, you can also find a weapon to practice, let's fight against soldiers, and the generals will beat him again, see if it is my stick or your weapon is heavy, how about it?" Do you have the guts?"

Jing Chong was not surprised at all when such words came out of Nie Haiyuan's mouth, but the attitude shown by the other party was really unpleasant, so when he stood face to face, he was still scolding in his heart, "Who the hell is this?

complained so much in his heart, but Jing Chong didn't say it directly, after all, after saying these words, it would only make the other party feel that he was scared.

However, after he calmed down, his mind changed, but he also felt that there was some truth in the other party's words, this kind of truth was not Nie Haiyuan's truth, but his own truth, after all, just now he was still hesitating whether it was time to cultivate a set of blades.

Now after such a fuss between the two, even if you don't want to cultivate, you have to cultivate.

With this kind of plan, Jing Chong rarely smiled, and then agreed to the proposal of the two very happily.

Such a crisp performance really surprised the two, but it was only a brief hesitation, and then it was replaced by that knowing smile.

"Yaya, when I see it, Lao Tzu won't shoot you away!"

Nie Haiyuan was smug, Zou Cang was also happy, Jing Chong was even more satisfied, the three of them did what they said, not dragging mud and water, and at the same time, the two of them as friends were also righteous and awe-inspiring, and they were willing to cooperate with Jing Chong to witness the moment when the "miracle" happened.

The chaotic footsteps rushed into the front of the library pavilion, these three were the "Ming characters" of the miscellaneous office, so it took almost no effort to enter it.

And Jing Chong took the lead in rushing to the Su steward, handed over the whirlwind hundred-step shadowless silk silk he had borrowed for nearly a month, and went through the procedures for returning the book.

It wasn't until the moment when all these procedures were completed that Steward Su recognized Jing Chong's dark skin, especially when he saw the other party's resolute aura emanating from the inside out, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and his attitude changed.

"Young man, have you comprehended the essence of this book?"

Driven by curiosity, Steward Su asked very gossipy, although he did not have the previous disdain, but there was still a little bit of temptation.

Of course, Jing Chong could see the other party's thoughts, but because of the other party's identity, he could only look at the other party with firm eyes, and then nodded, "Huang Tian lives up, but he has barely cultivated a perfect fire!"

These words were implicitly sarcastic, after all, Jing Chong was not a fool, thinking that a month ago, when he had just entered the library pavilion, he couldn't get angry when he looked at this arrogant appearance.

Especially when he was bullied by Gongye Changxun, he could have warned him to calm down the incident, but he tolerated the traitor, connived at the other party, and almost made himself suffer a big loss.

But this time, the other party felt that his breath was condensed, and he saw that he had a certain potential, but he immediately looked at the wind and changed his attitude towards the rudder.

But after all, he is still weak now, even if he has a little achievement in cultivating his fists and feet, after all, he is only the first to enter the threshold, and this library still has a lot of help for him, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he still suppressed his anger and gave a good face.

But attitude is attitude, and he still doesn't mind bragging a little bit in front of the other party to suppress the other party's arrogance.

Sure enough, as Jing Chong expected, after these slightly water-mixed words, Steward Su immediately changed his attitude, and his face was covered with this surprise, he almost stood up suddenly, looked at Jing Chong with a smile on his face, and his words were full of stammering.

"Little brother is really not an ordinary person, I saw your extraordinaryness a month ago, this first-floor martial arts technique is really too eye-catching, why don't I lead us to the second floor to have a look!"

Hey, this face is really unacceptable, but when he saw the fake "enthusiasm" shown by the other party, Jing Chong also saw the face of martial arts and reluctantly accepted it.

Nodding slowly, he couldn't help but hug his fist with joy, "If that's the case, then it's hard work!"