Chapter 127: Such a Waste of Firewood

Li Xiyun may not be as good as Hong Qi in IQ, but in terms of thoughtfulness, Hong Qi is a little worse than him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Objectively speaking, he did a good job of filling in the gaps.

"Then, why didn't you inform me earlier?" At this time, Hong Qi had already lost his anger and completely forgave them.

"How did I know that you were such a waste of firewood, according to my estimates, with the strength of your four subordinates who fought alone in Wuyuan Chong yesterday, at most they would suffer a little skin trauma, maybe they could come to a Jedi counter-killing, and show off in front of Kong Ying, who would have thought that you were such a waste of firewood!" Seeing Hong Qi soften, Luo Pan began to show his evil appearance again.

"In the middle of the night last night, Jiang Banxian accompanied me to practice the eighteen dragon descending styles, and after practicing for two hours, my whole person was about to fall apart. However, after a few hours, he was beaten by Wuyuan Chong's gang again, and he was injured and injured, how do you think I can stand it? Hong Qi's anger was ignited again.

"Well, why are you so unlucky? Luo Pan said with a smile.

Who is to blame? In Hong Qi's opinion, this person is really thick-skinned.

"Huh? No, you said that the old man of the Half Immortal accompanied you to practice the Eighteen Styles of Dragon Descent for two hours yesterday, shouldn't you be able to advance longer? This long-lost martial art, I also heard my ancient Leng Zen master say, it is a very powerful kung fu, in the past, someone practiced invincible in the world, how did it get into your hands, such a waste of wood?"

"What's the use of no matter how powerful the move is? Thirty or forty people gathered around at once, I was already scared stupid, okay, how can I still think about what tricks to make, the words on the "Dragon Descending Remnants" have long been forgotten in an instant. "Hong Qi said very aggrieved, he has a body of martial arts, and he can't be blocked by others.

"Won't you, every time you make a move, you have to go through the moves on the "Dragon Descending Remnants" in your mind?" Luo Pan opened his mouth wide, and suddenly figured out why he was so smooth when he won the four personal entourages of Wuyuan Chong yesterday.

"Yes, otherwise, how would I know which trick to use?" Hong Qi asked in confusion.

"You...... You idiot!" He said so reasonably, but why was Luo Pan so unhappy.

After cleaning, the two walked out of the inner room, except for Kong Ying beside him to ask for warmth, a few rich young masters who had treated him fairly well before, there was a bit of mockery in their eyes, if they hadn't seen a Luo Thunderbolt popping up from nowhere beside him, if they hadn't heard that he had moved the people of the Guiyuan faction first, and he was so retaliated, they would have come up to laugh at him a long time ago.

The embroidery girls in the Embroidery Jade Valley, as if nothing had happened, stopped what they were doing and went to lunch.

In the eyes of others, Hong Qi doesn't have the time or heart to mind now, he is just curious about two things, one is why these people are not leaving after watching the excitement? The other is whether there will be hot buns on the table today, the taste, he has been worried about it for a long time, but he is embarrassed to say it so bluntly in front of Miss Kong Ying.

He couldn't help but say to himself: Alas, am I coming to see people, or are I coming to see buns?

At the same time, he was also planning in his mind: how to perfectly obtain five million taels of silver from the Golden Crow Gang, it is likely that the Golden Crow Gang and the Sword Sect are in the hands of the Golden Crow Gang, and the meaning of "perfect" he understands is that there are zero casualties on our side.

He is a kind-hearted person, and he can't fight and kill, and he always thinks that if he can outwit, he shouldn't be an enemy.

In addition to planning this plan, he is also planning to find a more decent identity for himself, so that he can live in the sun less hard, and at the same time, not be affected by the identity of the leader of the firewood gang.

Should a new gang be formed, or should it continue to borrow the identity of "Jiang Feng"? This is a question.