Wang Anfeng didn't suddenly see Zhang Tingyun in Daliang Mountain.

For this little girl who is very close to him, he likes it very much and is very protective.

So when he found out that the young man in the Taoist robe was Qin Xiao, Qin Fei's brother, he almost instinctively took a step forward, raised his right arm, and directly stopped the little girl behind him.

Wang Anfeng's memory is not bad.

So I still remember that this fat-covered teenager had already shown his thoughts to Zhang Tingyun, who was still a little girl, three years ago.

The corners of Qin Xiao's mouth twitched slightly.

Before he could say anything, he was stillborn.

From his eyes full of vigilance, he seemed to see Zhang Weiran sitting in the high hall yesterday, one was Zhang Tingyun's father, and the other was a remote boy in Daliang Village.

And next to this battle line, there are three generations of Daomen, cultivating to directly cover the three hundred sword-wielding disciples who have not entered the peak of the ninth rank to the middle third grade. and the cook in Zhang's mansion, with a big waist and a round waist, holding a kitchen knife and spatula.

The difficulty of this path is difficult to reach the sky.

The old Taoist priest held the wine jug and poured wine, looking at the person and the bear who were now listless and obedient, poured a sip of wine, laughed, everything in the world is really one thing and one thing, Qin Xiao, who doesn't listen to anyone in the Taoist Gate, is now like a frosted eggplant.

He was comfortable watching it.

Wang Anfeng had already seen this old man with gray hair and a ruddy face like a baby, his eyes turned, and he raised his hand to pull Zhang Tingyun to the side behind him away from Qin Xiao, before he stepped forward and saluted with his fists, and said:

"The senior is the division commander who listens to the clouds?"

The old Taoist priest hung the wine gourd on his waist casually, raised his hand to return the salute, then waved his hand, and said with a smile:

"Alas, what division commander?"

"The old Taoist priest is a child."

"As far as I'm concerned, where can I teach this doll."

In the laughter, Wang Anfeng did not continue to speak, and suddenly there was an angry neighing sound of horses from behind several people, and then the muffled roar of the black bear, which shook the dead branches.

A few people turned around to look, and saw that the red thin horse that had just been knocked to the ground by Wang Anfeng, and was half dead in fright, had jumped to the ground, and was neighing at this time, as if he was angry.

The big horse's hooves lifted up and smashed down on the black bear next to him.

It's a huge black bear, and it doesn't even have the power to fight back.

Qin Xiao on the side was dumbfounded.

He was a little distracted just now, but he saw the black bear coming towards the red horse, as if he was about to show his status and force, and raised his claws to slap on the trunk of the tree next to him, but in the blink of an eye, the situation was directly reversed.

Wang Anfeng sighed.

The horse's temperament was even more violent than he had imagined.

Zhang Tingyun has been following him since he came up the mountain, and his palms are tightly grasping the hem of his clothes as he did when he was a child.

Wang Anfeng thought she was a little scared, raised his hand and rubbed the little girl's black hair, and was about to open his mouth to stop the skinny horse from drinking.

The old Taoist priest put down the wine gourd, looked at the red horse and froze, forgetting to drink for a while.

Then he turned his head to look at Wang Anfeng, looked up and down, and said:

"Boy."

"Your horse, when you beat people, no, when you beat bears, do you still have to use sticks?"

Wang Anfeng's face was a little stiff, and then he looked at the thin horse, where the horse's hooves fell, it was clearly a point and a smash in the stick method, only a few moves, and the black bear was embarrassed by the flipping and turning, but it was already extremely skilled.

The point is like a gun, and the smashing is fierce, and the martial artists who go to the martial arts hall may not have such attainments.

Wang Anfeng felt that the corners of his forehead were really starting to ache.

Third Master......

It's really just a horse, please let it go, no......

Leave me alone.

Gritting his teeth, three copper coins slipped out of his cuffs, Wang Anfeng carried a trace of thunder, and threw out the three hidden weapons, but only heard a crisp sound, the red horse that was teased by the black bear's paw and made a ferocious hair stiffened slightly, and the red mane stood upright, and he had to stop moving.

The black bear took advantage of this opportunity to run back in embarrassment.

The three copper coins swirled around on the ground and lined up in a row.

The seniors were on the side, and Wang Anfeng was embarrassed to go up and pick it up, but he just wrote down the surrounding terrain, and then turned to look at the old Taoist priest who couldn't tell his age, and his thoughts flipped in his heart, trying to find a way to get over this matter.

The old man was looking at the thin red horse, his eyes full of curiosity.

It wasn't until Wang Anfeng coughed lightly that he reluctantly withdrew his gaze and looked at Wang Anfeng, the old Taoist priest thought about it, and said in a tone that could bargain:

"Little brother, who trained this horse?"

"Lao Dao will discuss with you, how about training that fool as well?"

"The price is negotiable, it's really not good, there are a lot of cheats in the Taoist Scripture Pavilion, the old Taoist priest I am familiar with the door, and I will go up and touch a few copies for you one day."

The old Taoist priest spoke in a very affectionate and familiar tone, just like the uncle who sold cabbage in the village, and raised his hand to point to the aggrieved black bear as he spoke, indicating that the fool he didn't look down on was the big black bear like a mountain spirit and a wild monster in the eyes of ordinary people.

Wang Anfeng opened his mouth and was speechless.

The young man felt that it was necessary for him to have a good talk with the third master.

He looked at the black bear, this bastard was looking at himself with a flattering face, if it was handed over to the third master, he would have almost seen the provocative appearance of this bastard after three months, and the two big bear paws would be smashed out again, and it would be the number of their Shaolin Temple Vajra palms.

Thinking of a beast that is larger than the ordinary bear, roaring with its head raised, raising its palm to worship the sky, and then making a move to cover the top of the Buddha's light, and finally ending with all things like everything, all phases are empty.

It was almost a nightmare.

Wang Anfeng ignored the big black bear that shook his little tail quickly, Mu Ran retracted his gaze, shook his head, and said:

"Senior, this horse is just a coincidence."

"There's no domestication."

The old Taoist priest smashed his mouth and said regretfully:

"In other words, it won't be?"

Wang Anfeng shook his head firmly.

Leave me alone.

No, let this bear go......

The distracting thoughts in his heart were surging instinctively, but they were restrained in the next moment, and Wang Anfeng's expression tended to be calm, or some kind of subtle look similar to what everyone had done when nothing happened, and he turned his mouth and said:

"The seniors came from afar, and they bothered to go up the mountain to find the juniors."

"I wonder what else is going on on this mountain? If there is no important thing. ”

"Don't go down the mountain, drink a thin cup of tea."

Seeing Wang Anfeng's reaction, the old man could only regretfully put that idea in his heart, and muttered twice, the cheats of the Daomen are really handy, but seeing that Wang Anfeng directly ignored his words, sighed, thought about it, and said:

"Is there any wine?"

Wang Anfeng's family naturally has wine.

He doesn't drink himself, but he can't bear to have a drunken elder.

During the New Year's Festival, some wine was prepared, and the old Taoist priest was very happy when he heard that there was wine to drink for nothing, and he walked all the way to the front, while Wang Anfeng led Zhang Tingyun to follow behind, asking some about the experience of the past three years.

The red thin horse followed behind Wang Anfeng.

It seems that after very careful consideration, he took half a step back.

I don't know why, the thin horse, who has always had a stinky temperament, was very well-behaved when facing Zhang Tingyun.

When the little girl touched its mane, she also stretched out her tongue and licked the little girl's palm, which is a treatment that even Wang Anfeng has never had, as for the third master......

Wang Anfeng thought about it, and then vetoed the idea.

After all, the third master, Hong Luoyu, did not meet the most basic requirements of this behavior, and no matter how good the relationship was, it was no problem.

Qin Xiao and the black bear listlessly followed at the end.

The black bear seemed to be swollen again.

It is said that it is easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down, but for people who practice martial arts, it really makes no difference, and it took a few people to return to the somewhat dilapidated small courtyard of Wang Anfeng's house in less time than when they went up the mountain, but at this time, this courtyard is not empty.

The old man with a furious beard like a lion sat under the eaves, with a few jars of wine at his feet.

The gaze of the abandoned Dao pulled back from Wang Anfeng's body, and fell on the old Taoist priest who was also gray-haired, and seemed to sneer.

The old Taoist priest was very good-tempered, and just nodded at him with a smile, which seemed to be quite familiar.

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