"Come out."

Although Zhao Qingshan didn't feel the aura of the person who robbed Yan Moli, he felt a very weak internal force.

He heard Yu Yi say that Yan Moli had just stepped into the threshold of martial arts, and there was already a faint internal force in his body, since the mysterious man was a master, then the internal force he felt should be Yan Moli.

As soon as the words fell, a person flew out from behind the tallest stone pillar in the distance.

The man was still wearing an eye patch, an ink-colored robe, holding a long sword in his left hand and Yan Moli in his right hand, who had fainted.

What kind of character is Zhao Qingshan, Yu Yi asked him to bring Yan Moli back, but he didn't say how to bring it back. Yi Rong Chengyu is also to ensure that he can see Yan Moli. Now that people have seen it, there is nothing to pretend.

Before the man landed, Zhao Qingshan had already lifted the package behind him, and then kicked out vigorously with his right hand, and the short axe broke through the cloth bag in mid-air and headed straight for the man.

Seeing this, the black-robed man also couldn't believe it, his eyes closed slightly, the short axe came extremely fast, he could only let go of the hand that grabbed Yan Mo's belt, snorted lightly, and suddenly exerted force, turning over in the air. Zhao Qingshan also seemed to have anticipated his response, and after he turned over to avoid the short axe, Zhao Qingshan once again used his strength to retract the short axe.

It was already difficult for the black-robed man to turn over in mid-air, and there was no way to dodge in the face of the retracted short axe, so in a hurry, the black-robed man had to put the long sword in front of him, and held the hilt of the sword in his right hand to take the short axe.

But he still lowered the weight of the short axe, and the black-robed man was pulled towards Zhao Qingshan under the drive of the short axe.

Zhao Qingshanlang smiled and raised his fist, just waiting for the black-robed man to approach and give him his fist.

The black-robed man turned his head slightly sideways and noticed Zhao Qingshan, who was waiting for him, and immediately reacted. With the power of the short axe, he turned around and slapped Zhao Qingshan's fist.

This palm seems random, but it has a fierce internal force.

When Zhao Qingshan saw this palm, he also seemed to know the identity of the mysterious black-robed man. He turned his fist into a palm, and slowly pushed it out with the root of his palm facing up. The two of them were getting closer and closer, but before they could make contact, the black-robed man hung upside down in the air as if he was holding on to something. Between the two palms, an invisible cyclone was being violently compressed, and the surrounding grass and trees were even more swept away by the air waves.

Zhao Qingshan laughed evilly, and slowly withdrew his arm, and as the arm was recycled, the black-robed man Li Zhao Qingshan got closer.

But this situation made the black-robed man secretly say bad! He wanted to get out but couldn't do anything.

The distance between the two was only half a meter now, and Zhao Qingshan saw that it was enough, and his palm was pushed back out, but the black-robed man was not pushed out, but went towards his palm.

The black-robed man saw that the distance was getting closer and closer, and his face became hideous.

The moment the two palms met, the surroundings instantly returned to calm. Looking at the black-robed man again, he had already flown out upside down, and it was useless for him to desperately stabilize his internal breath and adjust his body, and finally fell heavily to the ground.

Zhao Qingshan withdrew the short axe without changing his face, looked at the black-robed man lying on the ground in embarrassment, and said in a deep voice: "I know you, you are by Liu Wenzhong's side, Yan... Yan ......"

Halfway through speaking, Zhao Qingshan smacked his tongue, and he didn't think about his name for a long time.

At this time, the black-robed man had already stood up straightened with his long sword, he raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and gasped and replied: "Yan Yongsi..."

"Ah, yes, yes..."Zhao Qingshan patted his head and laughed, "Yan Yongsi, it's Yan Yongsi." ”

"Are you Senior Zhao?" Yan Yongsi clutched his chest and stood up again, but the restless internal force still made him stumble.

Zhao Qingshan is also a frank person, and when he saw that he was recognized, he tore off his mask and revealed his bearded appearance.

Seeing Zhao Qingshan's face, Yan Yongsi was not surprised, but showed a somewhat self-deprecating wry smile.

"I didn't expect that this king would have such a means."

Hearing this, Zhao Qingshan also sighed lightly. Yan Yongsi is Liu Wenzhong's person, but he owes Liu Wenzhong a favor, and this person can't be killed. There was no way, he could only step forward and carry Yan Moli on the ground, Yan Yongsi didn't stop him, he still knew the gap between himself and Zhao Qingshan.

Zhao Qingshan took a few steps forward, stood still again, and said, "You go, tell Liu Wenzhong, I will personally find out the death of my apprentice." Speaking of this, he paused, "It's better not to have anything to do with him." ”

"Senior Zhao."

Yan Yongsi stopped Zhao Qingshan, who was about to leave, "Do you really want to get on the ship of King Lin?" ”

Zhao Qingshan never left him, he didn't even stop his footsteps, and walked straight forward. Yan Yongsi looked at his back, not knowing what he was thinking.

Zhao Qingshan hummed opera in his mouth, carried Yan Moli on his shoulder, and led his short axe in his hand, if he wasn't wearing exquisite clothes, he would be exactly the same as a farmer who went up the mountain to chop firewood.

When he got out of the stone forest, Zhao Qingshan didn't say a word, and directly left Yan Moli on the ground.

Unexpectedly, Yan Moli let out a miserable scream, lying on the ground and rubbing his tail vertebrae vigorously.

"It hurts this king! Geezer! What do you mean! ”

Zhao Qingshan didn't know where to take out a dog's tail grass and picked his teeth with it: "You kid, you still pretend to be dead when you wake up." ”

Seeing that his tricks were seen through, Yan Moli also laughed embarrassedly, hurriedly got up and went to Zhao Qingshan's side to help him pinch his arm, and said in a flattering tone: "That, senior Zhao." ”

Zhao Qingshan didn't know what he wanted to do, so he just let out a faint "um".

Yan Moli laughed, the strength in his hand also increased, and seeing Zhao Qingshan's expression of enjoyment, he continued: "Senior Zhao has the idea of accepting apprentices? ”

If this scene is seen by the Northern Khans, I am afraid that they will have to impeach Yi Chu to their king. But Yan Moli didn't care at all, he had actually woken up a long time ago, but he knew that he couldn't beat Yan Yongsichang, so he kept pretending to be dizzy, in his opinion, the old man in front of him could vomit blood from the master who robbed him with one palm, and his martial arts must be very high, or defeat him as a teacher, so wouldn't it be easy to defeat Yu Yi?

Zhao Qingshan looked him up and down when he heard this, Yan Moli noticed that he was looking at him, and he also took two steps back, and turned around to let Zhao Qingshan see more clearly.

But after reading it, Zhao Qingshan shook his head: "No, the bone phase is too bad, and I can't practice martial arts." ”

Hearing this, Yan Mo was in a hurry, and hurriedly asked, "Senior, what does bone physiognomy mean?" ”

Zhao Qingshan raised his eyebrows, and when he saw that he was curious, he also patiently explained: "People who practice martial arts have a lot of moves, if the bone phase is not good, the skeleton is small, it is easy to leave hidden diseases, you just have a bad bone appearance, so you can't practice." ”

"Seniors, don't worry, my Bei Khan has a professional orthopedic technique, and bone physiognomy is not a problem!"

Zhao Qingshan nodded suddenly with realization, but said lightly: "That can't be practiced." ”

This made Yan Mo speechless, and hurriedly continued to ask: "Then what else do I have that makes my predecessors look down on me?" Or what do the predecessors look at besides looking at the bones? ”

Zhao Qingshan glanced at him, smiled disdainfully, and said, "It depends on the mood." ”

"Look at ......"

Yan Moli thought of thousands of Zhao Qingshan's requirements in his heart, what to look at men and women, look at height, and look at appearance. He also prepared thousands of rebuttals, but Zhao Qingshan's answer was really unexpected by him, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

"To go or not to go? If you don't go, I'm gone. ”

When he came back to his senses, Zhao Qingshan had already got on the horse, and Yan Moli didn't want to apprentice when he saw this, so he hurriedly got on the horse together.