Ah Ping washed up, put on the new clothes he bought, and just walked out of the door, he saw the rather honest innkeeper half lying on the ground, his forehead was full of sweat, and he was a little puzzled.

Raising his eyes and seeing Wang Anfeng who came forward, he asked suspiciously:

"Brother Wang, what's wrong with him as the shopkeeper?"

Wang Anfeng glanced sideways at Zhou Gang, raised his hand and rubbed Ah Ping's slightly damp black hair, and said with a gentle smile:

"Shopkeeper Zhou is practicing...... Positive internal strength, when the time comes, it will naturally be hot all over the body, don't believe you ask. ”

"Shopkeeper Zhou, isn't it?"

He looked back at Zhou Gang with a smile.

Zhou Gang's body shuddered fiercely, a sincere smile squeezed out of his face, and he nodded in response:

"Yes, that's right."

"I lost my mind for a while while while while practicing, but it made the little guest officer laugh and laugh."

Seeing this, Ah Ping did not have any doubts in his heart, looked at Zhou Gang, who was sweating profusely, and said sincerely:

"Shopkeeper, you're so good......"

The smile on Zhou Gang's face froze, and the smile almost couldn't be hung up.

Wang Anfeng raised his hand and gently patted the top of Ah Ping's head, and said with a smile:

"Okay, Ah Ping, Shopkeeper Zhou will continue to practice, don't disturb him."

"Besides, your hair hasn't dried out yet, and now it's cold outside, and you're not afraid of getting the wind chill."

"Hurry into the house, I have something for you here."

Hearing Wang Anfeng's voice, there seemed to be some annoyance, Ah Ping answered, obediently entered the house, Wang Anfeng glanced at Zhou Gang, also entered the house, and closed the door casually.

It was only at this time that the breath in Zhou Gang's heart relaxed.

As soon as the heart was relaxed, the body was also a little relaxed, and he stood in a daze for a while, before he came back to his senses, holding the stone table with one hand, planning to sit on the stool, thinking about the things just now, regretting and fearing, and sighed heavily.

The porcelain cup turned into powder silently.

Zhou Gang's expression stiffened for a moment.

The brain seemed to have turned into a paste, and after a while, I almost instinctively thought of the scene just now when Wang Anfeng flicked the teacup with his fingers.

Could it be ......

Zhou Gang's eyes widened.

The thoughts in his mind flew, his face became more and more pale, almost unable to see the slightest blood, and there was a loud noise, obviously a majestic and burly man, but at this time, only his right arm was supported on the stone table, so as not to be paralyzed.

The young man smiled gently.

In my mind, there is another thought that lingers like a shadow-

Seven Rank Master!

Inside the room, Wang Anfeng had already handed the mask to Ah Ping, smiling gently, watching the young man try to cover his face with this delicate disguise mask with joy.

In my heart, I was thinking to myself.

Just now deliberately revealed the internal skills that a seven-rank martial artist should have, and with the eyesight that can be valued by Tan Yurou, he should be able to find it.

In this way, although Zhou Gang must have been beaten, he would never dare to give birth to the slightest rebellious heart.

The latter was wandering in the rivers and lakes back then, and he only relied on brute strength, and his martial arts were at most a master in the nine grades. And a martial artist of the nine-rank realm, although he can fight the lion and tiger, when facing the pursuit of the seventh-rank martial artist who has refined his internal strength, there will be no second choice at all.

I guess it's going to be honest.

If he is not honest, in the hands of Gongsun Jing, there are still things that Zhou Gang has not wanted to know all these years.

The rivers and lakes are a fighting ground, and Tan Yurou can take these originally famous warriors for his own use, and he is not gentle and soft-spoken.

Naturally, he himself can't be like talking about girls, understating it, holding the handle of these murderers in his hands and playing without hurting himself in the slightest.

If Zhou Gang still didn't cooperate, he would have to ask the Giant Whale Gang to take over this secret point, and write the little secret of this murderer back then into a letter and send it to Yan Ling's eldest brother's desk......

By the way, there seems to be some unclear relationship between the Kamikaze Hall and the Cui family today, as well as the local officials.

Take the time to write a letter to Brother Yan Ling......

Just when Wang Anfeng was stunned, Ah Ping had already put the mask on his face, and stood in front of the bronze mirror in the room for a long time, his palm raised and touched his face, the tentacles were first delicate skin, and then the hideous scars that were somewhat familiar.

His palms trembled a little.

turned around suddenly, walked in front of Wang Anfeng in a few steps, pointed to his face, opened his mouth, but just said:

"Brother Wang, I'm all right......"

Wang Anfeng restrained the distracting thoughts in his heart, raised his eyes, and saw a handsome face, this disguise mask was already considered a top grade, and the hideous scar on Ah Ping's face was no longer visible to the naked eye, but because the boy used this disguise mask for the first time, it looked somewhat funny.

Wang Anfeng couldn't hold back a laugh, raised his hand and pulled Ah Ping in front of him, looked up and down, and said with a gentle smile:

"Not bad."

"This mask is still ......"

Ah Ping nodded heavily.

Wang Anfeng thought about it, looked at Ah Ping, and said with a smile:

"Ah Ping, I have some tips on disguise here."

"Once you learn it, at least when you use this mask, you'll be much more familiar with it."

Ah Ping nodded and said:

"What Brother Wang taught me, I am willing to learn."

Wang Anfeng laughed and said, "Okay, come here, I'll teach you now." ”

As he spoke, he took out a pen and paper from the table, wrote on the paper, and lowered his voice to Ah Ping to tell in detail, what he taught naturally could not be what Hongluoyu taught him, the rules of the rivers and lakes, the martial arts of the master cannot be passed on personally, even if it is a blood relative, it cannot be taught.

But when Hong Luoyu was teaching him the skills of stealing the door, in order to show off, he casually said some skills of other sects, although he was degraded by Hong Luoyu to worthlessness at that time, but Wang Anfeng now understands very well what earth-shattering characters his masters are.

To tell the truth, even the martial arts that are called shit in Hongluoyu's mouth are also desirable in the rivers and lakes, not to mention these skills that are compared with this martial arts.

He remembers it all clearly.

Shaolin Temple.

"Hey, this kid, he's pretty smart......"

Hong Luoyu smashed his mouth and narrowed his eyes with laughter.

Beneath him rode the thin red horse.

Compared to Wang Anfeng, when he turned into a sword maniac and chased after the Immortal Pavilion, this horse seemed to have become a little thinner, but it became more and more lean, and his breath was like smoke, like some kind of carnivorous beast.

Mr. Win rarely did not speak, and his handsome face was indifferent and empty, like an eagle hovering in the sky.

A Taoist robe stood next to him.

With his hands behind his back, his head is full of white hair, but he looks like a young man, his face is soft, without a trace of sharpness, and there is a tear mole in the corner of his right eye.

"Is that him?"

PS: Today's first update is ............

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