Chapter 142: Two or Three Things (1\2)

Gongsun Jing's expression changed several times.

After all, he sighed slightly, accepted this absurd situation, and accepted his dual identity as a secret arrest of a soldier at the same time, as well as a subordinate of the secret organization.

At this time, go back to the general, the wisdom of the latter, you must be able to see the three reasons, at that time at the same time fell into the suspicion of the soldier and betrayed the revenge of the 'difficult to peace', the two sides are not people, more likely to fall into the power of life and death, rather than let yourself fall into that situation, it is better to maintain the status quo first, to wait for the opportunity to move.

Sighing slightly, Gongsun Jing only felt that he was like the predecessors who went to Biansai back then, carrying heavy responsibilities, but he could only bear it alone, and he couldn't share it with others, and he was honestly lonely.

His gaze fell on the cheats in his hand.

My brain twitched, and I suddenly thought.

How many feats can be exchanged for this cheats......

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Meanwhile.

Wang Anfeng looked at Hongluoyu next to him, thinking seriously for a moment, but he still couldn't understand.

What is Light Work?

Types of martial arts? In order to defeat the opponent's means more effectively?

The ability to take off the wind with a human body?

The young man's eyebrows were full of puzzlement, Hong Luoyu raised his eyes and looked at the stars in the sky, and did not answer, only chuckled twice, and whispered:

"Heaven and earth are born with me, and all things are one with me."

"When you take advantage of the righteousness of heaven and earth, and the distinction of the six qis, you can swim in infinite ......"

Fu shook his head again, and turned to look at Wang Anfeng and said:

"Don't understand?"

"Then remember what I said today, one day, you have traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers, and the world is prosperous, you will understand, and come, for the teacher to pass on the method of initiation and qi sent by you and me."

“…… Be. ”

Shaolin Temple.

Wu Changqing saw that in the light curtain in front of him, Hong Luoyu taught Wang Anfeng martial arts, and his face was a little different.

He was afraid that this foul-mouthed smuggler would spoil Wang Anfeng, so he specially asked Mr. Win to 'visit' here, but what he saw, the young man's expression was not the slightest bit of a hanging, free and easy, but also lonely, but there was a bit of high popularity of the game Hongchen.

I couldn't help but be surprised in my heart, and I felt that I had seen the wrong person, and I felt a little sorry and guilty in my heart.

At this time, Hongluoyu had reappeared in the Shaolin Temple.

Wang Anfeng is far away.

Today's practice is to use the light skills just taught, come back overnight, one is familiar with footwork, and the other is tempering internal strength, killing two birds with one stone.

It's just a matter of suffering more.

Hongluoyu came back to the mountain, still holding a grass root in his mouth, lying in the air, although his eyebrows were handsome, he was ten out of ten lazy, Wu Changqing stroked his beard, and suddenly smiled:

"The thief just said, but the Taoist realm of free travel?"

"The old man is stupid, he didn't realize in the past that the thief realm is so high, it's really disrespectful and disrespectful......"

What he said was quite sincere, but Hong Luoyu was a little dazed, looking up at him, if he had a hand, he must have scratched the back of his head, and his face was full ......of 'What are you talking about, are you sick, you must have a problem with your brain'.

Wu Changqing's face froze, and he didn't know how to speak.

Hongluoyu's mouth opened slightly, and he was about to subconsciously open his mouth to scold, but a figure in green clothes suddenly appeared behind him, raising his foot and holding it on the buttocks of the former, not using much force, but it made Hongluoyu spin dozens of times in the air like a spinning top, and after stopping, his face was dazed, and then he glared at Mr. Win, and scolded:

"Surname Win, what are you doing?"

Mr. Win stood with his hands in his hands, his face expressionless, and said:

"I'm sorry."

"The way you're lying down is so good, I can't help but kick it."

Hong Luoyu was furious, but Mr. Win sneered, and did not see any movement, the light curtain in front of Wu Changqing's eyes suddenly changed, turning into another mountain and woodland, the surrounding terrain was quite steep, in the picture, Hong Luoyu frowned and whispered.

His face was sometimes chic and uninhibited, sometimes lonely, sometimes majestic, sometimes free and easy, listen carefully, what he said was exactly what he said to Wang Anfeng.

Wu Changqing was slightly stunned, and then he understood, just then he felt quite profound, and there were two words of grandmaster bearing, it was this thief who had been meditating hard these days, and slipped to a place, I don't know how long he had been practicing secretly, before he pretended to come out, and he couldn't help laughing out loud when he thought about it.

Hongluoyu opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak, and a look of annoyance and anger appeared on his face, and he suddenly howled miserably, and said:

"The surname wins, you're finished, Lao Tzu wants you to pay for your life, ahhhh......h

In the midst of the miserable howl, he crashed towards Mr. Win, and the scribe's figure suddenly disappeared, and Hong Luoyu did not change his direction, and rushed towards the sky like a desperate escape.

The thief burst into tears.

Mother Xipi, I don't have the face to see people......

Mr. Win looked at the sky, the corners of his mouth were slightly provoked, and he only felt refreshed, and in his heart, the unpleasantness brought by the words that the thief said when he appeared finally dissipated, sneered twice, took two steps with his hands in his hands, sat on the bamboo chair, squinted his eyes slightly, and read lazily.

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Wang Anfeng threw Hongluoyu in the dense forest not many miles away, all the way to the light body exercises passed on by the latter, the initial qi was not smooth, when walking, the speed is not as good as simply running with internal force.

By the time he rushed back to the Shaolin Temple, he should have returned to the present world, because when he was walking, he deliberately maintained the method of practicing qi of light exercises, which was exhausting all over his body and bones, and this feeling had not been felt for a long time since he was carrying a thousand catties of chains a year ago.

Because Mr. Win once said that he couldn't stay in this Shaolin Temple for a long time, so he had to rest in his wooden house, for several days, every time he returned to the house, just lying on the bed, his eyes were dark, and he fell asleep directly, not knowing that the sky was bright.

Even in the wind building, I often feel sleepy, and when I read a book, I will unconsciously lean on the bookshelf and fall asleep.

Just because he has a lot of fame among Legalist students at this time, no one has ever felt dissatisfied.

On the contrary, the Legalist students, who were exhausted by the increasing workload of schoolwork, told the Master about this, saying that the book collector you mentioned often fell asleep while reading, how could he criticize us? But the master took out a three-foot-long mahogany ring ruler and slammed it, scolding while pumping:

Even if they sleep, they are better than you.

Instead of reflecting on yourself, you use this as an excuse to be lazy?

Unbelievable, uncultivated.

Roll over and read the book......

All beings fart and urinate, and return in embarrassment.

Later, I learned from the Yin and Yang family Su gamblers.

The master saw that the book keeper was slightly sleepy, and shook his head in admiration.

"Even in my sleep, I don't forget to study, if my disciple is like this, what more can I ask for?"

The Legalist students hugged each other and wept bitterly.

At the partition window on the back door of the school, Old Maifuzi looked at the unorthodox disciples, his eyes were dark, and he almost didn't pass in one breath, and he saw Master Zu directly, raised his hand to support the corner of the wall, the corners of his mouth twitched, coughed heavily, looked at the stiff look on the faces of those disciples, and sneered:

"Today, I will take the ...... test"

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