She has an extraordinary bearing, her martial arts are not low, her movements are fast, one move and one style, like a decent appearance, her precious black hair is not coiled up, and she dances lightly with the moves, and she moves in white.

Wu Yuefeng thought of Pian Ran and Mengyun, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Wu Sangong didn't say a word, he was afraid of offending this master who had been asked for so hard.

The female officer bent and stretched out her feet, jumped forward, stretched out her right hand and pulled a sword flower forward, and arced to retract the arrow, rotated her body, bent her legs and sank, twisted her waist and looked back at the moon, and pointed her sword at the sky behind her, making a burst of breaking sounds.

"Good!"

Wu Yuefeng cheered loudly!

The female officer also heard this applause, and saw that there was no one else dancing the sword around, and then saw that it was Wu Yuefeng who shouted, snorted, immediately put away the sword, turned around and left.

Wu Yuefeng completely collapsed, and he still had the effect of clearing the field and avoiding evil spirits? No wonder the open space was so calm today.

Wu Sangong spoke and said, "My sister listens to and believes partially, so it is estimated that she has some misunderstanding of Wu Gongzi. ”

When Wu Yuefeng heard this, he smiled and said: "It's not a misunderstanding, I'm indeed a little lustful, but it's also human nature, and it's not about robbing people's daughters." ”

Wu Sangong said: "Alas, she has been strong since she was a child, and she thinks very highly of herself, both in martial arts and official positions are higher than me, she is twenty-five, and she has rejected hundreds of talented people who come to the door to ask for marriage, and my father is very worried." ”

Wu Yuefeng heard the sound outside the strings, but he was not a beauty shelter, so he said directly: "I'm not interested in your sister, I just remembered the old man, don't you want me to give me advice, let's start!"

Wu Sangong immediately walked to the field.

How do you know that Wu Yuefeng said: "Don't play that Yan Thorn Eighteen Swords, I'm too lazy to watch." And don't memorize the mantra, I'm too lazy to listen. ”

"Then how do you point out?" Wu Sangong was a little puzzled.

"Do you have a color for your martial arts?"

Seeing Wu Sangong shaking his head, Wu Yuefeng was also a little helpless about this nerd, and asked, "Why don't you learn from your sister?"

"She said I'm not that material, too lazy to waste time!"

Wu Yuefeng laughed and said, "At present, you really are not that material." The internal force is the foundation, the moves are the bricks and stones, and if you want to practice martial arts, you must pay attention to the actual effect. You have the internal strength, what you need is to abandon the moves. Discover innovative ways to build a house. Be ingenious and become a great master! Otherwise, you look at the cottages all over the farmyards, and they are the same. How can we make progress? Copy other people's methods. You can only be worse. It's the same if it's dead, it won't be better!"

Wu Sangong pondered.

Wu Yuefeng walked to the middle of the field with his back hand and pulled out his steel sword. said, "I'll only teach you one trick today, look at it!"

What he thought in his heart was that it was best for you to practice this trick for ten or eight years, and I would save a lot of trouble!

Wu Yuefeng raised his sword flat, and lowered it gently, feeling that the distance was a little close. Pointing diagonally to the ground in front of him, he found that there was a distance of more than a foot, and it was absolutely difficult for the sword qi to shatter the stone bricks on the ground, and it was a little far.

Wu Yuefeng didn't bother to think about it, he lowered the sword a little more, and fifty percent of the internal force used the sword to break the sword!

The sword qi immediately condensed and formed, and Wu Yuefeng slashed diagonally from left to right against the ground, and in an instant, the earth and stones flew horizontally, and an arc of sword qi scratches were clearly visible!

Wu Sangong saw that the cracks on the ground were neat, and the stone bricks were like tofu, and said excitedly: "Brother Wu, how can you practice your sword qi so domineering?

Wu Yuefeng was a little dizzy, forgetting that this martial arts skill would not condense the golden internal force, it was better to use the colorless internal force to slap the ground with a palm just now!

But Wu Yuefeng's heart pretended to be forced, and immediately said: "Work hard every day to drive the internal force to attach to the sword, constantly compress the internal force, so that the internal force is shaped and strong, and one day you can do it!

Wu Sangong squatted, touched the scratches on the ground, and said with a look of adoration: "I have never heard anyone else say such a novel statement, it seems that Brother Wu is a genius of heaven!"

Wu Yuefeng thought to himself: How many years has Lao Tzu been practicing? You, you are estimated to be seventy or eighty years old.

Wu Sangong was puzzled: "Brother Wu is not almost sixteen, why is he so powerful?"

Wu Yuefeng stroked the long sword.

"Internal strength needs to be practiced every day, and I practice it except for sleeping, are you?"

Wu Sangong shook his head.

Wu Yuefeng held the sword body with one hand, and slowly, the sword actually floated slightly, and after a while, it landed steadily in his palm.

Wu Yuefeng laughed and said: "Every day, the internal force is exhausted, then absorbed, and exhausted, whether it is a piece of paper or a sword, you will find the beauty of the application of internal force!"

Wu Sangong stayed where he was, but Wu Yuefeng turned around and strode away, thinking that he would finally get rid of this kid, and the next time they met, he would say that the essence of martial arts for a lifetime would be passed on to him. Master leads the way through the door, and the cultivation is personal!

Entering the office cabin, Ziyi actually came, and was writing the four words of proposal approval, so he sat in the position with a smile, but his butt was not hot yet, and a person knocked on the door and came in.

This person is around fifty years old, with a serious face, and even a little angry, but he is also a handsome old man, that is, an old man with a beard, and he wants to compete with Guan Erye. He was dressed in a gorgeous official uniform with a gold and jade talisman hanging from his waist, the same as Guo Jia's.

Wu Yuefeng scavenged his memory, this person is Lu Wenxiang, and he is also Zhuge Shenhou!

Ziyi was interested, and immediately stood up and said, "Lord Lu, I'll go out first, and I'll be in charge of guarding the door~"

Zhuge Shenhou sat down calmly, and the two of them looked at the mung bean, with big eyes and small eyes.

Wu Yuefeng smiled and said nothing, secretly thinking: Than patience?

Zhuge Shenhou saw that Wu Yuefeng looked like an old god was there, and he seemed to have the leisure to sweep the documents that had been opened, and after waiting for a long time, he finally lost his patience and said: "The son of the martial family, his name is well deserved!"

These words have a lot of meanings, on the one hand, they are disgusting Wu Yuefeng and lustful, and they are even more ridiculous about the calmness just now.

Wu Yuefeng was very thick-skinned, and said with a smile: "Lord Lu has won the award, the little nephew has not done enough, and he needs to make persistent efforts." ”

Zhuge Shenhou's face was not good, he slapped his palm on the table, and shouted: "You think this is a compliment to you? Hmph! What should my daughter do? Say something!"

Wu Yuefeng would not be frightened by this little trick, and pretended to be stupid and said: "It turns out that Uncle Yue is for this matter, I don't know if this is a courtship?"

Zhuge Shenhou saw that the person opposite was dead, and the pig was not afraid of boiling water. He stroked his beard and said, "You begged me to ask for a kiss, not me!"

Wu Yuefeng felt that Zhuge Shenhou was here to seek dialogue, especially to seek cooperation with Guo Jia!

With his feet tilted to the table and the chair leaning back, Wu Yuefeng said with a smile: "If I ask Lord Lu for a kiss, I don't know if Lord Lu will cut his love?"

Zhuge Shenhou seemed to like combing his beard very much, and when he saw Wu Yuefeng's scoundrel appearance, he smiled and said, "I'm willing to do it, I'm afraid that your father won't agree!"

Wu Yuefeng smiled. said, "Lord Lu." You don't know how close Ling Ai is to me, do you?"

Zhuge Shenhou's face remained unchanged, and he was about to get up, saying, "Let your father come to the mansion tonight to discuss the matter of getting married!"

Wu Yuefeng laughed. He said, "Don't go." I'm not done yet!"

Zhuge Shenhou was just about to open the door. He turned around and said angrily: "You kid dare to repay the account after eating?"

Wu Yuefeng pointed to the chair, very domineering: "Lord Lu, sit!"

Zhuge Shenhou couldn't hold his face. Then he opened the door, and Wu Yuefeng immediately said: "Slow! If you want to get out of this door, I will never be soft when I kill you in the future, think clearly!"

Zhuge Shenhou turned his back to Wu Yuefeng, his face was not real, as if he was thinking about whether Wu Mu had said something, after a while, he turned around and sat down, and said with a smile: "The virtuous son-in-law is really joking, I am your father-in-law!"

Wu Yuefeng shook the brush and said, "I won't marry Lu Huang!" Of course, Zhuge Shenhou didn't want to marry Lu Huang, but still pretended to be angry and said, "What? You bastard!"

Zhuge Shenhou was still pretending, and Wu Yuefeng felt extremely boring. He took out a steel needle with one hand, pinched the tail of the needle with his thumb and forefinger, and the needle hung down naturally and dangled around.

Wu Yuefeng smiled evilly, and when he saw that Zhuge Shenhou was really calm, he let go of his fingers, and the needle floated in the air.

The internal force burst out, Jane rushed violently, flew down, and thudged into the wooden table with a bang, leaving a little tail exposed.

Wu Yuefeng pulled out the needle casually, and when he saw that Zhuge Shenhou's face remained unchanged, he smiled.

Zhuge Shenhou said: "The virtuous son-in-law is good at martial arts, and he is ashamed of himself." ”

Wu Yuefeng was too lazy to ink, and said directly: "Lord Lu, don't pretend, let's talk about something serious, okay?"

Zhuge Shenhou was surprised and asked, "My family Lu Huang was mistaken by you, isn't this a serious matter?"

Wu Yuefeng was almost defeated by the endless pretending to be stupid, and after thinking about it, he said: "You go, it's not nutritious to talk like this, but my words are still valid, don't think that if you are Lu Huang's father, you will be soft on you." ”

Of course, Zhuge Shenhou will not leave, he said: "The cultivation of the virtuous son-in-law is still not enough, and when the old man meets him in the officialdom in the future, I am afraid he will look down on you." ”

Wu Yuefeng saw that the table was full of papers, and an old man in front of him had endless ink, and said angrily: "Don't think that you are the chosen one, you will be coaxed, hum!"

Zhuge Shenhou was worthy of the city as the sea, and said with a unchanged face: "The little girl told you all this, I don't know what the virtuous son-in-law and Lingzun think?"

"You talk to Guo Jia yourself, it's not like you haven't heard of each other before. ”

Zhuge Shenhou heard something strange and asked tentatively, "Did your father tell you?"

Wu Yuefeng originally thought that Zhuge Shenhou was Zhuge Liang, and his heart was full of curiosity and curiosity, but now it seems that he is actually an old stubborn who does not leak, and he laughed darkly.

"Of course I know about my father, do you cooperate?"

Zhuge Shenhou smiled, touched his beard again, and said, "I can talk to your father, but I don't know why you are so arrogant, and I am a little curious." ”

Wu Yuefeng thought to himself: People are old and elve, ghosts are old and slippery, I'm afraid Guo Jia and Zhuge Shenhou can't talk about anything good, at most it is a cooperative relationship that uses suspicion and suspicion to each other.

Zhuge Shenhou smiled heaps on his face, and when he saw that Wu Yuefeng's expression was not moving, he said: "It seems that I still despise the junior, and when I see it today, the eldest prince of the martial family is definitely not simple!"

, you have to be able to get ahead, it's just a matter of time or later, and the cat will only lose its advantage by pretending to be stupid at home!

Wu Yuefeng aimed the steel needle at the heart of Zhuge Shenhou, and found that he just didn't leave, and he didn't care about being pointed at by the needle, and suddenly asked curiously: "What happened to Shu back then?" Did you find out that the real Liu Bei had been killed by Zhao Yun?"

Zhuge Shenhou's expression has changed greatly!

Wu Yuefeng asked again: "Is it?"

Zhuge Shenhou calmed down for a long time, got up and poured a cup of cold tea, and said after a while: "Who are you? Zhou Yu?" (to be continued......