I wanted to take away the rest of the unlucky treasures, but Sun Yi persuaded him, Zhao Bei'an and Liu Rong also helped to say Xiang, and the prince who took advantage of the big advantage no longer entangled, glared at those people with a threatening look, and returned to the court with a group of brothers and arrogant class teachers.

The follow-up fermentation of this matter Feng Zhiping didn't know, and he didn't know that the entire Nine Great Martial Arts Pavilion of the Outer Gate had set off a rectification movement, and after returning to Qiaodong to say goodbye, he went back to the house, except for eating and sleeping and practicing martial arts, the rest of the time was worried about Xiaoluo Jian.

No way, he can't help but worry.

Xiaoluo Sword is a treasure, as long as the law can definitely be restored to the ground level, the cold spirituality in it He tried it a little, far better than the scrapped high-grade water spirit sword, a little contact will make his sword "index finger move", if it is not fast, the Yuanli silk thread will definitely be uncontrollably entangled, squeeze it inside and out.

Suck it, you can make your cultivation increase greatly, but you can ruin an earth-level sword, or even a heaven-level sword.

If you don't suck it, this deal will be a loss, the reason why he is keen to find someone to duel is to fight a hand-for-one spectrum, as long as he can win, there will always be "rations" to take over. Now there is only one of the two "fine grains" left, and relying on a sword to tease others to fight and ensure that they can return to their roots, no matter how you think about it, you can't be safe.

I thought I had taken a big advantage, but now I look at it, cheap is cheap, but it's also a big bad guy.

"The cultivation is too low!" Feng Zhiping said with a bitter face, "If the cultivation is higher, there is no need to rely on innate power, now... Alas!"

The palm of his hand patted the table without rhythm, Xiaoluo was close in front of him, and his eyes became fighting eyes.

"What am I going to do with you?"

Feng Zhiping muttered to himself, but for several days, he still couldn't get an answer.

Dou Yan was a little tired, and his eyelids drooped unconsciously.

When he was about to fall asleep, a shadow suddenly crossed his mind, and Feng Zhiping got up with a fierce spirit, his eyes were hot, and his heart was surging with a strong impulse.

Why don't you give it to the silly girl?

Na Nizi kept pestering herself and said that she owed a debt, although she didn't want to admit it, but for some reason, she didn't want to refuse.

That being the case, it is better to give this sword to her, this sword is not the ground level but it is no different from the ground level, although the cold spirituality contained in it is not the water line, but it is almost the same, I think she must be satisfied, maybe the spirit of this sword is more suitable for her than the water spirit, at least in terms of feeling, it is very consistent with the cold one.

"That's it. Feng Zhiping slapped the table, "It's a big deal to wait for her to return to the prefecture level, and I will come back!"

Things are done under the order, but it is always good for someone to contribute money and efforts to help raise swords, the young master is now poor and white, Tongtian Pavilion can't go to the mountain gate and can't get out, relying on a mere three hundred taels of silver, how can you buy something to warm it.

Thinking of You Shuang'er, Feng Zhiping suddenly found it a little strange.

It's been a very peaceful time lately, but he always feels that there are shortcomings, and it wasn't until this moment that he realized that what he lacked was a stupid girl who drew his sword and shouted without saying a word.

Originally, she came every three or five days, what happened these days, could it be that she was grounded by her master Han Xianzi?

It shouldn't be!

The last time we met, we didn't do anything hurtful, didn't we just expose a scandal, as for the grounding?

Do you want to go to Mochizuki Peak?

Feng Zhiping was very hesitant, he wanted to go, but he didn't dare to go.

He was afraid that if he was really grounded, he would throw himself into a net and be frozen into a popsicle by Fairy Han and put on the top of the mountain to blow the wind.

Thinking about it, his mind turned back to the Xiaoluo Sword.

Sun Yi can have such treasures, others must also have them, the question is how can he find these people, and let them duel with him, so that they have to give their precious hands?

Feng Zhiping meditated.

It's good to say that someone is dead, and those with heavy treasures are definitely not ordinary people, even if there is a fish with low strength but don't go away with big shit luck, it can be ignored, people's lives are good, and they can't bear to bully if they don't move, and the main goal is still to be on the masters.

What a senior brother, what an outstanding disciple, this and that, but there is one who is famous, there is no Xiaoluo level, there must be a human-level treasure.

The goal is there, but the question is how to force them to make a move?

If you don't recognize or know for no reason, you can't go door-to-door to provoke, right, what kind of person have you become?

Although I was prepared to not be able to act in a low-key manner, I can't be so arrogant and practice myself plainly, right?

Think of Sun Baozhang, who innocently provoked him in the garbage dump, imagine that he has become like him, and pretend to be the boss when he catches someone...

Feng Zhiping shuddered fiercely.

If it really becomes like that, he will be disgusted to death, and the reputation of the young master will be completely ruined!

If you can't break it, you have to outwit it, and clever use of door rules is the best policy.

The eldest brother Feng Zhili is full of poetry and books, and once said that people who wander on the edge of law and morality are the most powerful, this kind of person has both the merit signboard of the good and the mighty town of the evil, half black and half white, black and white, no matter when, what occasion and what situation can calmly advance and retreat freely.

There is a big gyroscopic sentence in the back, Feng Zhiping was young and didn't understand it, and he didn't remember it, he only remembered the simple sentence in front of him, which was really reasonable and useful when he thought about it at this time.

I happily moved over a book and opened it, looked at the door rules and precepts one by one, various occasions, various rules, various rituals, and even various relationships left over from history, and in the end, it turned into a pile of mess, and I threw myself on the table and screamed tiredly. Nine cakes in Chinese

"People who wander on the edge, there are so many sides here, how do I know which one to next to!"

"If it weren't for the messenger of justice, if it weren't for the bully who bullied people, the heavens would be amazing, how could anyone in the world be both a good person and a demon?

"God, are you asking me to challenge one by one from door to door? But the challenge is just a competition, not a duel, people only fight with you but don't give you anything, and I'm still a fart!"

The head slammed against the table, and with your slightly larger size, the remaining half of the bun fell to the ground with the bowl.

"My bowl!

Feng Zhiping was distressed, he couldn't get out of the mountain, and described that it took a long time for Lao Dong and them to help pick out such a set of satisfactory eating utensils, and it cost more than fifty taels of silver before and after, and now it is broken, and it will take a lot of effort to let them help with their favorite ones.

"Let's please Zhao Kang, he has a higher taste, Lao Dong, it would be good if they didn't bring me a rough embryo mud bowl. ”

Cleaning up the pieces, Feng Zhiping muttered quietly, and when he picked up the half of the bun, a flash of spiritual light suddenly crossed his heart.

Lingguang was too fast to catch it, he suddenly half-squatted and froze in place, twisted his brows and recalled vigorously, and after a full stick of incense, Huo Ran got up.

"Haha! I'm so smart, I can think of it!Phew, why am I so stupid, why didn't I think of it before!"

Jumping and jumping like crazy, and at the end of the bun and dustpan were thrown away, and the prince turned over the cabinet and began to work.

The sun was setting in the west, the twilight drum sounded, Feng Zhiping got up straight and wiped his sweat, looking at his masterpiece with joy.

"That's it!"

Running out of the house with a wooden plank more than half a person high, trotting all the way to the cafeteria.

The handymen who finished the work filled the house, Feng Zhiping looked over to say hello as soon as he entered the door, defeated the donkey's face, and broke through the military pavilion three times, no matter which one made him earn enough face, and now there are few people in the entire Luhu District who don't know about him.

Feng Zhiping smiled back one by one, looking for Lao Dong and Yu's bold and loud "duet" and moved all the way in.

"Here we go!"

Yu Daring's broken gong voice was like murder, very enthusiastic and embarrassing, but Feng Zhiping had long been used to it.

"Brother Feng, this way. ”

Xu Hao moved to the side, and Ma Liu next to him also moved, Feng Zhiping squeezed over and didn't sit, but raised one foot and stepped up, and the big wooden board under his arm was erected.

"Look!"

As soon as they entered the door, the people in the house were curious about what was written on the board, and when they saw this, they immediately surrounded a lot, pushing and shoving to the front.

"Generation... Rack?"

Yu Daring read it out, hesitated for a moment and asked: "Brother, it's wrong, it's a substitute driver, right? But it's not right to be a substitute driver, our cars and horses here are not under our control, and you may not be willing to let others do it!"

The others were also suspicious, and they couldn't figure out what this kid was going to make trouble about, but Zhao Kang was the only one who realized something, and put down the chopsticks together after exchanging glances with Lao Dong.

"Do you want to...?" asked Lao Dong.

"Addicted?" Zhao Kang took out the handkerchief to wipe his mouth, picked up the folding fan and showed it, "Interesting." ”

"What's the point?" asked Yu Daring.

Zhao Kang smiled and said nothing, Lao Dong learned that Zhao Kang's face was full of stinky farts, and when someone was in a hurry, he slapped it on the table.

"Tell me, what do you mean?"

"Grass, what are you doing!"

"I don't let people eat, I spilled all the soup!"

The people around him shouted and scolded, Yu Daring ignored it, and seeing that Zhao Kang and Lao Dong didn't mean to explain, he slapped him angrily, and glared at Feng Zhiping angrily in a louder scolding.

"Say, what do you want to do!"

Feng Zhiping hehe Yile patted the plank.

"It's literal, fight, fight. From today onwards, I will uphold justice for the entire Luhu Lake, no, it is the miscellaneous servants of the entire outer mountains! Seeing the injustice, I will draw my sword to help, and I will have a chivalrous spirit in my heart for a long time, and I Feng Buping will emulate the ancient and modern chivalrous warriors, Kuang the old and the young, correct the roots and bones of my miscellaneous servants, support the waist of my miscellaneous servants, raise my status as miscellaneous servants, and promote the prestige of my miscellaneous servants! In short, in a word, whoever bullies you will tell me, you go to the war letter, I will help you fight, you will earn face, and the color will be my labor fee, it's as simple as that!

There was silence in the room, and everyone was stunned.

Zhao Kang coughed twice and touched Lao Dong: "Look, it's addictive, right?"

Lao Dong hehehe, his face moved.

It seems, it's really fun.