The stone table in front of him was smashed by Qiao Ran with a palm, and the door of the Law Enforcement Hall was also smashed into eight petals by him, leaving clear footprints even on the road he walked through. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When had they seen such an angry leader, the disciples were all silent, so frightened that they hid in a corner, and they didn't even dare to breathe.

The white jade is slightly flawed, and this black mole under Murong Yan's collarbone is her biggest trouble, which is extremely hidden on weekdays, except for her parents and husband Qiao Ran, no one knows.

And in this crooked poem, this black mole is especially pointed out, and only the closest people will know its existence.

Qiao Ran can dislike Murong Yan, he can accommodate her willfulness, but he will never allow her to betray, especially when he is laughed at and discussed by the disciples in the sect, what is the face of the master.

The news had already reached Murong Yan's ears through the maid, and Murong Yan's whole person was instantly stunned.

Who knew the secret of the black mole? Murong Yan couldn't figure it out, and immediately suspected the maids, because only they had the opportunity to see it, so they quickly denied it.

Murong Yan was arrogant and domineering, not to mention that she usually did not show this flaw, and the maid didn't even dare to raise her head in front of her, let alone look at it.

Later, I suspected Wei Fengtou, which was unlikely. She tempted Wei Feng, that is, she thought that this kid would definitely die, but she never showed it, a woman's nature of beauty, she usually even covered this place with a white adhesive strip.

didn't have time to make her think about it, Qiao Ran in a fit of rage had already smashed the door of the building and walked in, and with a quick grab, the maid beside Murong Yan was thrown into the grove in the distance.

"Husband, you, what are you doing?"

"Tell me, how many people have you been with?" Qiao Ran's eyes were red, and the coercion made Murong Yan almost unable to stand.

"No, I, Murong Yan, only love you. Husband, you know, for your sake, I almost turned against my father, I ......"

"Shut up, full of lies, you practice flattery, it turns out that you are trying to seduce men, how much can you satisfy?" Qiao Ran jumped like thunder, his eyes were red, and he wanted to strangle this woman on the spot.

"Qiao Ran, you fart! I practice flattery just to attract you, but you are a stone. Murong Yan said loudly, and the tears of grievance came down in an instant.

The bow opened left and right, and the two crisp slaps made Murong Yan dizzy, and her pretty face instantly turned into a pig's head. Of course, this is the mercy of Qiao Ran's subordinates, otherwise, they can smash Murong Yan's head.

"You, you dare to hit me!" Murong Yan was incredulous.

"Beat you shameless woman, go tell your father and let him kill me!" Qiao Ran was depressed for a long time, and he didn't choose to speak.

"No need for my father, the road is my own choice, Qiao Ran, from today onwards, you and I will break off our righteousness, goodbye to the rivers and lakes, I will kill you." Murong Yan swept out of the window, covered his face and flew out of the sect.

One after another, the entire small building was turned into ruins, Qiao Ran had a cold face, his body was covered with dust, he returned to the law enforcement hall and sat down, and immediately announced that he would go down and search for the source of this crooked poem with all his might.

Wei Feng was lucky, the note he threw out in the middle of the night was swept far away by the wind, picked up by a good martial artist, and spread it as fun.

Tracing the source from head to head, and finally found this warrior, he was almost scared to death, and quickly excused that the note was picked up from the ground, and the note was torn by him.

Abolishing cultivation and expelling him from the sect is already Qiao Ran's extra kindness, this martial artist is really an unlucky child, and he is blamed for his cheapness. Then Qiao Ran issued another death order, but anyone who dared to discuss the matter again would be executed immediately.

After a few days of secret investigation, Qiao Ran did not find out that Murong Yan had an affair with anyone in the door, but he never suspected Wei Feng, because Wei Feng was young, and he never stepped out of the Magic Weapon Palace on weekdays.

Qiao Ran gradually realized that he had been fooled, and sent someone to inquire about the situation in the Gale Wind Sect, but as a result, Murong Yan did not go back, but just left a letter to his father, and he did not agree with Qiao Ran, broke up, and since then he has drifted to the end of the world, and he does not know the date of return.

disagreeing with this marriage does not mean that Murong Chong does not like this daughter, it is also a treasure in the palm of his hand, and he is quite dissatisfied with Qiao Ran and brought back four words, so that he can do it himself!

Of course, Qiao Ran knew the weight of these four words, that was a mountain, and hurriedly sent people around to inquire about Murong Yan's news, but to no avail, Murong Yan seemed to have evaporated from the world.

If he knew in advance that the chaos was so big, Wei Feng would have done it, he hated Murong Yan so much that he didn't care about the life and death of Qingyunmen, and besides, if Murong Yan didn't leave, he would always be a threat to him.

"Xiao Feng, how is the research of the Ground Breaking Talisman?" Zhou Fatong shouted.

"I feel that there is a problem, but there is an extra stroke in the middle. ”

"Hehe, poor Qingyunmen, it's up to the two of us to support it. Zhou Fatong was a little helpless in his laughter.

"Master is the greatest hero. ”

"No, I don't draw as many talismans as you. ”

This is half a year later, the conversation between the master and apprentice in the small courtyard of the Dharma Weapon Palace. After Murong Yan disappeared, the spirit stones allocated by the Gale Wind Sect to Qingyunmen were reduced by thirty percent, and the sale of talismans almost became the main pillar of Qingyunmen's survival.

Wei Feng had already cracked the method of releasing the cultivation of the hidden qi, and the two high-grade spirit stones had been absorbed, and the cultivation had reached the fifth layer, and he was able to release the true qi.

But he has always hidden his cultivation, and even Zhou Fatong, who gets along day and night, can't see it, but he can draw talismans, and by enlarging his eyes, he rarely misses, which makes Zhou Fatong stunned and praised.

The credit Wei Feng didn't want to, all of it was recorded on Zhou Fatong's body, and the old man hoped that Wei Feng could resume his cultivation, thinking that he didn't need spirit stones, and brought back a lot of great supplements.

Qiao Ran, who has become a lonely person, occasionally comes over to sit, drink tea and chat, watching Wei Feng busy, often secretly sighing, how did a cultivation wizard become a busy person.

Finally, on this day, Zhou Fatong took advantage of Qiao Ran's happiness and put forward a request, "Master, Xiaofeng's physique is too weak, can you let him practice martial arts, his physique has improved, and maybe he can pick up his cultivation again." ”

"But he still has True Qi Seeds in his body?" Qiao Ran said.

"That's a little bit like nothing, it shouldn't have much of an impact. ”

"Okay, I'll go back and make arrangements, and let Kan Ze come here to teach him in his spare time, don't affect my uncle's drawing of talismans, this is the top priority in our door." "Wei Feng is Zhou Fatong's right-hand man, Qiao Ran doesn't want to delay the magic palace to make money because of Wei Feng's martial arts.

The way of the monk, Wei Feng just touched some doorways, as soon as he heard that he was going to practice martial arts again and become a martial artist, he whirred all day long, and his head immediately shook into a rattle.

"Master, I think the current life is very good, there is no need to practice martial arts!"

"What do you know, when competing with monks at the same level, martial artists can always take the lead, otherwise most of these head sect masters are martial artists, no matter when, a strong physique is very important. ”

"Can I do it with my little physique?" Wei Feng asked.

"If you can't do it, you have to exercise, your body is good, and you have the energy to draw talismans. Zhou Fatong's attitude is resolute and cannot be shirked.

Wei Feng could only reluctantly agree, he had already seen that the pimples and flesh of the martial artist were all spelled out by sweating, and he could still persist in meditation and practice, so that he could practice Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer, and it was painful to think about it.