Song An, a literati who had not even gone through the refining body, now took another Qiu Qi with him, and after only a few steps, he was caught up by a group of black-shirted men in the rear, and a group of people surrounded them in the middle.

Xu Feng saw that this posture was not good, he pulled a piece of coarse cloth from his shirt, wrapped it around his face, and tried to cover his face as much as possible, he didn't want to attract this gang of old boys to chase and kill in the future, he thought about it more thoughtfully, and after doing this, he slowly approached them, hoping that there would be no practitioner in this group of people, otherwise it would not be difficult for so many people to get it, Xu Feng also thought that if he couldn't beat it, he would be flirtatious, anyway, no one knew who he was.

Xu Feng is still in a state of zero cognition of his own strength, he only knows that he must have entered the ranks of cultivators now, but he doesn't know exactly how much he has cultivated, and he can only wait for the Tiande Dao Conference in a few months to verify his strength, which is also the disadvantage of loose cultivation, although he is free, but he lacks the cultivation elixir of the Taoist system and the teachings of the master of the special cultivation tutorial, etc., and the cultivation tips in many details are to cross the river by feeling the stones.

Now, if a cultivator from the Great Dao Sect at the same level as Xu Feng comes out, he can know at a glance whether there are any cultivators among those troubled boys, whether there are cultivators, etc., but what about Xu Feng, he doesn't know the enemy's strength, but he doesn't even know his own strength! To put it bluntly, it is the difference between his background in the middle school class in his previous life and his own blind background? Hey, they are all sad tears.

"You are from Yanfeng Tower!" Song An shouted in the distance.

Lao Tzu disdains to embarrass you, a powerless sour Xiucai, leave Qiu Qi behind, hurry up!"

"It's really shameless for you to go back on your word! You are also worthy of being called the No. 1 Flower Building in Yanzhou!"

The black-shirted man at the head scolded: "Our Yanfenglou has always obeyed the opinions of the guests, but if you are allowed to leave so easily, where will I put the majesty of Yanfenglou?

A man next to him shouted: "Big brother, don't talk nonsense with this sour show, just snatch Qiu Qi back!"

"Boy, I'll give you one more chance, or we're not welcome. ”

Song An threw down his wide sleeves and said proudly: "Even if I die, I will die with Qiu Qi!"

"Song Lang, go quickly, this time it's all my fault for being willful, leave me alone. Qiu Qi said with red eyes.

Song An waved his hand to stop and said, "Don't say it again, it's not your fault, if I could handle the relationship between you and my mother, I wouldn't have made such a fuss, I was incompetent and wronged you." ”

Then his eyes were full of determination, he looked down at Qiu Qi who was snuggled in his arms and said, "Qiu'er, we will still be together in the next life, okay?"

Qiu Qi had already burst into tears and nodded heavily.

The black-shirted man led by the leader sighed secretly when he saw this hard-working mandarin duck's resolute expression, although in his heart he also wanted to let this pair of beautiful people go, people are humane, but in the rivers and lakes, talking about the rivers and lakes, doing the rivers and lakes, they say that they are good to hear about the rivers and lakes, but in fact, they are just a group of thugs raised by Yan Fenglou, and they have no right to choose, the only thing that can help is to give them more time for the last few words, seeing that Song An and the two are almost sensational, they ordered a group of black-shirted thugs to rush up.

Xu Feng stared cautiously at the back, and when he saw the crowd rushing up, he cursed secretly in his heart, it seems that it is impossible to expect this group of old boys to get lost and know how to put down the butcher's knife and turn back to the shore, jumped up, and killed from behind a group of people in black, this group of people in black are bare-handed and do not bring any weapons, Xu Feng doesn't want to make things too big, the sword has no eyes, so he didn't draw his sword, if he made a few lives, it doesn't matter if he is a single person, it's a big deal to hide in a different place, this guy is now very much in debt, but it will inevitably involve Song An and Qiu Qi。

Rushing into the crowd with his bare hands, although he is diligent in cultivating every day, but the daily routine practice is internal strength, and he does not practice any profound and clever moves, there are two reasons for not practicing moves, one is that the practice pays attention to the internal strength of the moves to complement each other, he did not dare to blindly practice blindly before figuring out the specific attributes, and he always felt that something was wrong when he practiced the Shen Zhao Sutra, which was different from the description of his previous life, but his cultivation was still shallow, and he couldn't find out what was wrong, so he could only wait for the future to meet the master and ask for advice seriously, and the second most important point was... He doesn't remember all his moves...

Now he can't care so much when he rushes into the crowd, with the scattered memories of the major martial arts moves in his previous life, a hammer in the east and a stick in the west, find a man in black and wave it out with a palm, and the palm wind has five big fingerprints waving out, and the palm print has not yet touched the man in black, so he saw him fly out directly, and looked at it at the palm of great mercy and compassion, this time even Xu Feng himself was startled, and suddenly there was a feeling of being hit by a five-million lottery ticket, it turned out that Lao Tzu was so ruthless?

Confidence swelled suddenly, and he swung out a palm at another black-clothed man in front of him, but this time after the palm, it was not like before, but the palm fingers were like knives as if they were collapsing with the momentum of ghosts and gods, and five blood holes could be seen on the back of the black-clothed man's back, and he suddenly fell to the ground, although the blood hole was not deep, but it was also shocking.

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