On the rooftop of the museum.

Jiang Qi looked up at a small dot in his eyes, which became bigger and bigger.

Jiang Qi also played the operation of jumping off the plane, but he relied on the buffer of the Feng Shui Bureau to land safely.

But the one in front of Jiang Qi was nothing, just rushed straight down.

At an altitude of 5,000 meters, it went straight down, which was a bit outrageous.

"Poof"

The muffled sound, so faint that it was almost muffled by the sound of the wind, was the only movement after the man landed on the roof from a height of 5,000 meters.

Jiang Qi's expression was full of shock.

To be honest, he can do it, but with "spells".

And the one in front of him relies on a pure physical body, or a wonderful martial arts cultivation.

He develops, or controls, his own body to the point of exaggeration.

It can almost be said that it is a legendary realm where seeing gods is not bad.

It even counteracts gravity to some extent, the kind that Newton would immediately become a monk when he saw it.

The figure that jumped down slowly walked in front of Jiang Qi, staring at him tightly with sparkling eyes for a long time.

"Hah"

Huo Quzhi grinned, walked to Jiang Qi's side and passed by him.

"Shizun's old friend is here, is it unreasonable for a disciple not to serve tea?"

Huo Quzhi's voice had a hint of ridicule in it, and he turned his head sideways, waiting for Jiang Qi to come over and walk with him.

"Naturally, there is tea served."

Jiang Qi came back to his senses, turned around and came to Huo Quai's side, and raised his hand to guide.

The two of them got off the rooftop together and came to Jiang Qi's office.

After inviting Huo Qu to get sick, Jiang Qi just turned around and closed the door.

"Buzz!"

The extreme pressure and evil qi erupted behind Jiang Qi! Like a spear that is so sharp that it can't be spoken, it is against your heart!

That's a life-and-death crisis just around the corner!

Jiang Qi's body stiffened.

Martial arts has always been a floor tile in Xuan Xiu, as long as there is a Xuan Xiu of the same level of cultivation, it is not difficult to kill a martial arts master of the same level like flying a kite, and you can even pursue one hand without injury.

But.

If there is a martial artist, he has cultivated to the realm where the legend says that the gods are not bad.

Then offense and defense are easy to shape!

Such a martial artist is the natural enemy of all Xuan Xiu!

Especially at such a close distance between Jiang Qi and Huo Quai.

A martial artist who cultivates the evil spirit of a soldier and sees that his god is not bad, taking Jiang Qi's head will not be much more difficult than picking a leek.

The next moment, Jiang Qi's body was under pressure, and he heard Huo Quai's voice in his ears.

"I didn't expect you to be so weak now."

Huo Quzhi sat on the sofa, lazily crossed Erlang's legs, and looked at Jiang Qi with a look of nostalgia.

"It's been a long time, Brother Jiang."

"Sure enough, one person playing two roles is your forte, I said, how can someone like you accept apprentices."

Jiang Qi was stunned when he heard this, the amount of information in Huo Quzhi's two sentences should not be too large.

What does it mean to be good for a long time?

What is one person playing two roles is your forte?

Huo Quzhi understood at the first glance when he saw Jiang Qi.

What is the immortal mysterious noodle predecessor, what is the disciple of the noodle predecessor in modern times, they are all one person, all Jiang Qi.

And Huo Quai, who seems to know me?

The thoughts in Jiang Qi's heart kept tumbling all the time.

"Sure enough."

Seeing Jiang Qi like this, Huo Quzhi frowned, but the next moment he let go and said with a smile: "Come and sit, it seems that we need to talk about it." ”

When Jiang Qi heard this, he took two steps forward and sat opposite Huo Quzhi, and it was only now that he had time to look at the young man in front of him who looked about his age.

Dressed in a plain white robe, with sharp sword eyebrows, there seemed to be sparks in his eyes, and his expression was full of righteous arrogance.

When Jiang Qi was looking at Huo Quai, Huo Qubing was also looking at Jiang Qi.

The two looked at each other for a long time, but no one spoke.

"You don't know me?"

Huo Quzhi asked first.

"Know, but in the history books."

Jiang Qi replied, then leaned forward slightly and asked, "Do you know me?" ”

"Very familiar."

Huo Quzhi raised his eyebrows and said, "But now it seems that in your eyes, I am a stranger?" ”

"So it seems."

Jiang Qi also relaxed a little, what happened to him during this time was weird enough, and it was not difficult to accept Huo Quzhi who knew him.

It's not time yet.

Huo Quzhi said silently in his heart.

"Someone told me a word."

Huo Quzhi smiled: "Parting is for a better meeting, but now it seems that that bastard broke his promise." ”

Jiang Qi smiled bitterly when he heard this, and said, "Although I still don't understand it, you seem to be scolding me in front of me, isn't it a bit excessive?" ”

"You're meant to be a jerk."

Huo Quai's body came up a little, grabbed Jiang Qi's neck, and said viciously: "I said that when I come back, you will get drunk with me in Weiyang Palace, but after I come back, where are you?" ”

"You broke your promise, Jiang Qubing!"

Jiang Qi was stunned for a moment, slapped Huo Quai's hand away, and asked, "What do you call me?" ”

Huo Qubing frowned and said, "Jiang Qubing, what's wrong?" ”

"My name is Jiang Qi."

Jiang Qi replied.

Huo Qu was stunned for a long time, and finally stared at Jiang Qi viciously again, gritted his teeth and said, "You are really a fucking bastard!" ”

"I know Jiang Qubing."

Facing Huo Quai's puzzled eyes, Jiang Qi said: "But that Jiang Qubing is a general who died in a battle of restoration three hundred years ago. ”

When Huo Quzhi heard this, a hint of thought flashed in his eyes, and he let go of Jiang Qi's neck.

After sitting back on the sofa, Huo Quzhi said, "It seems that you have more secrets than I know. ”

"Are you sure that Jiang Qubing, whom you know, is the same person as me?"

Jiang Qi asked the question he had been curious about.

"I'm not blind."

Huo Quzhi rolled his eyes without any image and said: "You have changed a lot, your strength is so weak that it is embarrassing to say it, and your vitality has also changed a lot." ”

"But the qi at the root of the soul hasn't changed, so it's impossible for me not to recognize it."

"I'm pretty sure I'm a modern man, an eighteen-year-old student, and I haven't even been to your grave, why do you know me?"

Jiang Qi frowned and asked.

"That's the mystery you're going to solve on your own."

Huo Quzhi smiled very unscrupulously and said, "Anyway, I won't say it, and you won't believe it." ”

"Then why are you coming to me?"

Jiang Qi asked with black lines on his head.

"Originally, I wanted to see who was accepted as a disciple by Jiang Qubing's guy, and even at the beginning."

Huo Quzhi paused here and said, "But after seeing you, I knew that you were singing your best again." ”、

"Well, now, the purpose of coming to you has changed, it's very simple."

Huo Quzhi smiled and spread his hands.

"As you can see, I'm penniless now, and I don't have any money for food."

In a nutshell.

I, Huo Quai, hit the money.

(End of chapter)