Seeing the group of southern boxers who Chen Zhi was frustrated one after another, the Wing Chun disciples all subconsciously held their breath.

Fu Qiu's eyes were flat, the martial arts he had accumulated over several lifetimes, combined with the Qi Harvesting and Cultivation Dao in this realm, had risen to a new level.

Geng Liangchen was trained by him personally, and he knew very well that the other party's level.

Gong Yutian's eyes were a little excited: "Liangchen, this is Baodan?" ”

Fu Qiu bowed his head slightly: "I just crossed this level a few days ago, and I just used a competition to stabilize the realm." ”

Huo Yuanjia had a guess, and when he heard Fu Qiu's words at this time, he sighed in his heart: "It's really a generation of new people replacing old people!" ”

With a successful blow, Geng Liangchen refused to give his opponent a chance to breathe, and took a left step forward, the blade of the sword was like a rainbow, and the target was Chen Shi's laryngeal vasculature.

The blood on Chen Zhi's chest was wide open, his eyes were fierce, and he knew that he didn't have much of a chance.

He swung out a knife and hit the middle crest of the long sword, and at the same time, his feet were staggered, and in the blink of an eye, he went around to the back of Geng Liangchen's empty gap, but he used one hand to force it and used the spatula style, and the long knife cracked down on the back of the opponent's head!

The knife is like a shock!

The metal clashed, and the sound of the collision became colder and colder.

The moment before the blade was approaching, Geng Liangchen's five fingers holding the sword were strong, and the long sword swirled in the palm of his hand, and thrust it horizontally behind his back.

One of the most basic moves, Su Qin's sword, turned Chen Shi's killing move into nothing.

Geng Liangchen's long sword swept the eight slashing knives aside, and his right hand suddenly flicked straight like a taut hard bow, and the back of his hand slammed into Chen Zhi's right chest.

"Hiss~~"

Chen Zhi gasped, the muscles in the corners of his eyes throbbed, and he quickly retreated.

Geng Liangchen's face was flat, and one sword followed closely another, stabbing one after another like a match.

Bite.

Bite.

Burst!

Bite......

The sword light was connected, and the afterimage could barely be seen clearly.

Chen Shi hurriedly blocked, but he couldn't resist it at all, the long sword in the opponent's hand was like the prickly tongue of a beast, and from time to time he could seize the gap and lick off one piece of flesh and blood from Chen Shi's body.

Finally, the mountains and rivers are exhausted.

A touch of the sword pierced the heart, extremely fast, Chen Shi even just shouted the word "cast~", and was pierced through the chest.

Drawing back the long sword, Chen Zhi fell to his knees, and there was blood on the ground.

Geng Liangchen clenched his fists and stood up: "Accept!" ”

After the show, many of the guests left, and in the end, only very close relatives and friends stayed and had a meal.

At the dinner table, Fu Qiu was drinking wine with the four-eyed Taoist.

Geng Liangchen smiled, and Fu Wufang, who had rarely come back, was on the side to accompany the wine.

Huo Tingen and Chen Zhen both came to toast.

"Father-in-law!"

"Uncle!"

Looking at these two boys, Fu Qiu smiled, they were all little guys he watched grow up.

"I've been married for a year or two, work hard, let your father hug his grandson."

patted Chen Zhen on the shoulder again, showing a smile: "You kid, I haven't seen you for a long time, I heard that I brought a Japanese girl back." ”

"Don't worry, uncle, I'm not your master's old-fashioned, Oriental woman, isn't it also a woman? If you can live, you are a good woman. ”

Huo Yuanjia has a black line, he can't beat it, what else can he say?

Chen Zhen respectfully hugged his fists: "Thank you, uncle." ”

……

After the loose wine.

Fu Qiu got into the car.

"Master, will you go back?"

Fu Qiu's face was slightly red, with a little drunkenness: "Well, don't go back, go to the No. 19 Annex." ”

The driver has been driving a car for him for more than ten years, and he knows his master's little hobby, so he doesn't say much, and drives away directly.

From time to time, outside the Nineteenth Annex.

The car honked its horn three times.

Fu Qiu got out of the car and waited until the doorbell rang.

Soon, a woman in a white nightgown, curvy, with short ear-length hair, somewhat like a student, opened the door.

"Why are you here so late?"

The voice was soft, Wu Nong spoke softly, with a touch of surprise.

Fu Qiu smiled: "Last time, didn't you say that I would come to accompany you tonight?" ”

Ge Weilong's eyes flashed with joy, and he leaned forward and shrugged his nose.

"Hey, I just made soup, and I'll make you a bowl of decanting soup later."

She squatted at Fu Qiu's feet to help him change his shoes, and helped him unbutton his long shirt, while saying, "It's so late, I thought you wouldn't come?" ”

Fu Qiu smiled and took it in his arms: "How come?" I've never lied? ”

Ge Weilong glanced at him resentfully: "Are you lying to me less?" I don't know how many wives there are? Still provoking me? ”

Fu Qiu smiled, he went to a school in Shanghai to donate money the year before last, and he met this female student.

On the one hand, there is a handsome and rich gentleman, and on the other hand, the young and beautiful schoolgirl who needs the help of funds, comes and goes, eyebrows, and soon gets together.

During this period, Fu Qiu attached the label of a golden bachelor one by one, and it was not until the raw rice was cooked and matured that he slowly revealed the core of his flower.

Now Ge Weilong has graduated.

Fu Qiu took her to Jinmen, bought her a house for resettlement, and found her a job in a magazine agency.

Ge Weilong didn't say much, took him by the hand and went in, and sat on the sofa.

From time to time, bring a bowl of decanting soup.

Fu Qiu took a sip, and it tasted quite good, with a very strong chicken soup taste.

"I want to take a shower."

"Well, let's face each other, you help me rub, I'll rub it for you."

After a long time, the two came out of the bathroom, Fu Qiu picked up Ge Weilong and walked into the bedroom.

......

The next morning, Fu Qiu finished practicing and hugged Ge Weilong for a while.

Ge Weilong helped him straighten the folds of his clothes and asked, "Is there any arrangement for today?" ”

Fu Qiu nodded: "I'll go to the company later, there is a meeting today." ”

"By the way, how does it feel to work at the magazine?"

Ge Weilong thought for a while and commented: "It's very leisurely, a little boring, but it's okay." ”

"By the way, a few days ago, my aunt in Hong Kong wrote to me to play, I don't know if I should go?"

"Auntie?" Fu Qiu thought for a while and asked, "Is it the one who broke off his friendship with his mother's family and wanted to be a little wife for others?" ”

Ge Weilong glanced at him: "What little wife?" Isn't my aunt a wife? To say so ugly? ”

Fu Qiu smiled: "Don't think about it, I don't care." If you are willing to go, then go, just right, after a while, I will also go there on a business trip, and accompany you to have a look. ”

"Really?" Ge Weilong was a little surprised.

Fu Qiu nodded seriously: "Don't worry, I won't lie to you." ”

"Drink less, pay attention to your body, don't forget about going to Hong Kong, come and see me more." Ge Weilong reluctantly instructed when he sent him out.

Fu Qiu went downstairs and went away in a rickshaw.

Looking back inadvertently, I saw that on the balcony of the villa, Ge Weilong was still silently watching the direction he left, like a wangfu stone.

This little girl is getting better and better!

"Where are you going?"

Fu Qiu: "Go around and go to the No. 13 annex next door." ”

The rickshaw driver was a little surprised.

Fu Qiu didn't say much, did he tell him that there were still a few girls from Japan waiting for him?