Boom!

Liu San'er fell heavily on the floor, half of his buttocks hit the ground first, and he grinned in pain. But he didn't scream, just a few twitches on his face.

This twitch doesn't matter, the face that has been slapped is not good immediately.

The heart is like hundreds of ants biting, hot and hot like being scalded by boiling water, and the taste is much more uncomfortable than being beaten by someone.

"Hiss!" The pain on his face was so strong that Liu San'er couldn't hold back it after all, and cried out: "Ah... Hiss... Ahh

When he looked at the beater again, Liu San'er was already frightened. Isn't this the maid next to the madman? How can she cultivate so high? Her arm strength is so strong? I'm afraid she only exerted less than eight points of strength just now, and she can kill someone with one punch?

"Okay, you ruffian! Kindly leave you in the house, you actually want to take advantage of the old lady! Look at me..."The maid's face is round, her facial features are very delicate, and she is also a beauty, but there is a scar two or three inches long on the left side of her face, which seems to have been scratched by a sharp weapon, which is not easy to find from a distance, but it is still clear when you look closely.

The maid had already raised her hand, wanting to rush over and hit Liu San'er again to relieve the hatred in her heart, but when she raised her hand, she realized that her clothes were a little wrong, and she put her hand down again, gritted her teeth and said, "Don't you cover your eyes quickly, do you want me to gouge out your eyeballs?"

"Uh... It's rude, it's rude!" When facing a strong opponent, Liu San'er knew that he would not accept the end. Besides, he was at fault first, and he also felt that he was at fault, so he hurriedly got up, turned his back to the bed, and by the way, covered his eyes with one hand, and rubbed the beaten half of his face with the other.

At this time, there was an eighth-layer Qi cultivator outside the room who quickly leaned over and pushed the door directly, it was Ye Feng.

Ye Feng is still dressed as a man, with fluttering white clothes and a feather fan in his hand. The look in her eyes when she looked at Liu San'er was particularly weird, and there was an indescribable ridicule.

Of course, Liu San'er knew that Ye Feng was laughing at himself, and he also knew what Ye Feng was laughing at himself, but he didn't know that Ye Feng was combining with the maid who was sorting out his dress, and laughed at the slap print that couldn't be covered on his face, and when he figured it out, Ye Feng had already laughed: "Hahahaha..."

"Miss, you... If you laugh again, I'll ignore you!" the maid feigned annoyance, and her cheeks flushed.

"Haha... Haha..."Ye Feng didn't pay attention to it at all, laughing louder and louder, without any daughter's pretense: "Cough... You two... Xiaocui, no matter what you plan, I will support you!"

"Miss, you... You—" The maid named Xiaocui looked really annoyed.

Ye Feng finally accepted it when he saw it, held the feather fan in both hands and confessed, and said, "Okay, okay, don't joke with you, you go out first, I have something to say to this Liu Genshuo." ”

Xiao Cui was pardoned, and fled out of the room, without even having time to close the door.

"Close the door!" As soon as Xiao Cui left with his front foot, Ye Feng's face instantly fell, and he unceremoniously ordered Liu San'er.

Liu San'er felt inexplicable, but she had no choice but to do it.

When the door was closed, Ye Feng had already sat on a chair next to the Eight Immortals table. She didn't mean to let Liu San'er sit down too, put away the feather fan, played with a jade talisman again, and knocked on the table a few times, with an obvious sense of rhythm, her head slightly lowered, as if she was thinking about some problem.

Liu San'er only played the drum in his heart, and the pain in his butt was much weaker, but his face was still hot. I thought to myself, isn't this madman going to do something unseemly? With his current face, he will be noticed everywhere.

Ye Feng finally raised his head, with a rare seriousness on his face, and said, "Do you know Liu Genshuo?

"Huh, what's the matter, what are you talking about?" Liu San'er was stunned.

Ye Feng was displeased, and said, "Pretend! Keep pretending! Do you have to let me say it before you admit it?"

"What pretend, what to pretend?" Not knowing what Ye Feng was talking about at all, Liu San'er became more and more puzzled in his heart. I thought again, this madman can't be cheating on herself, right? No, she has a more powerful mind-reading method than Ji Ruyu, how could she ask this?

I really can't figure it out, Liu San'er is a little anxious, rubbing his face with one hand and scratching his cheeks with the other.

Seeing that Liu San'er still didn't admit it, Ye Feng's hand holding the jade talisman tapped on the table a few more times, and said, "Then I'll give you a hint, your swordsmanship..."

"Swordsmanship, what's wrong with swordsmanship?" Liu San'er's face remained unchanged, but he was shocked in his heart, could it be that the nameless swordsmanship is a forbidden technique? But what does it matter to you madman, it's too lenient. Helplessly, his fists are not hard enough, so he naturally has to be cowardly when he speaks: "But the path of ordinary martial arts can't enter the eyes of Taoist friends, right?"

"Hmph... I thought I had seen that sword technique somewhere before, but I always thought it was the path of the orthodox Heavenly Sword Sect, but when I finished practicing it just now, I suddenly thought that it was not at all!"

"It's not..."

"That's right, your swordsmanship is not the way of the Optimus Sword Sect at all, but it is very similar to that of the Ghost Sword Sect in the Hidden Capital, let's say, where did this swordsmanship come from?"

"Youdu Ghost Sword Gate?" Liu San'er was really puzzled. This madman said for a while that the Nameless Sword Sect was similar to the swordsmanship of the Optimus Sword Sect, and then said that it was similar to the swordsmanship of the Ghost Sword Sect of the Hidden Capital, what did he want to deceive himself? Isn't that Ghost Sword Sect an existence of the same level as the Optimus Sword Sect? How could he never have heard of it?

"Hmph!" Ye Feng's hand without the jade talisman clenched suddenly, biting his lip and shaking it at Liu San'er's youth: "Aren't you still recruiting?"

"Move, move, move..."The two were less than ten steps away, and as soon as Ye Feng raised his fist, Liu San'er touched his waist tightly, wanting to raise a wooden sword to defend himself. But when he touched his waist, he was suddenly startled. The storage bag was not there at all, and I was so shocked that I couldn't talk anymore.

The corners of Ye Feng's mouth showed a smile that was difficult to be noticed, and then he said with a straight face: "What?

"No... Not... "Without the wooden sword, Liu San'er is like a beast without minions, and he will become a waste in an instant. He was not Ye Feng's opponent in the first place, and now he is even worse. While secretly scolding himself for being careless, he flattered and said: "It's not enough for Daoists to move their fingers at this little point, don't be impulsive!

"This is the truth, that Lu Gu has practiced qi at the eighth level, I thought about using half of his strength to catch him first by vomiting blood, but I didn't expect him to be so dish, half of his strength couldn't bear it, he should have this catastrophe. Ye Feng was very helpful to Liu San'er's words, and finally showed a slight smile on his face, and said: "Your lame cultivation is really not enough for me to pound it with five fingers!"

"Yes! Yes!"

"You really don't know that your swordsmanship is the way of the ghost sword gate in the hidden capital?"

"I don't know, really. ”

"Then where did you get your swordsmanship? I just turned over your storage bag, and there are no swordsmanship exercises!" Saying this, Ye Feng paused, let go of his fist, there was some doubt in his eyes, and said, "You also... It's a little too poor. The exercise is just a "Yin Fu Sutra", even if this thing is in our family, it is not enough to wipe the buttocks. Lingshi just... Hey, and your spiritual root and natal life, you're really speechless, how did you get to the fourth level of Qi training? And I've explored your cultivation before, and you'll be able to cultivate to the fifth layer of Qi cultivation in no time!"

"Probe... How to investigate..."Liu San'er tightened his whole body, feeling as if he had been touched everywhere on his body. The fact that his cultivation was about to break through to the fifth level of Qi cultivation was only known when he just woke up, could it be because he had killed so many people last night? As for Ye Feng's contempt, although he felt unconvinced, he didn't care much.

"Okay, I'll just ask you, where did your swordsmanship come from?"

"In... Learned in a cave. Afraid that Ye Feng wouldn't believe it, Liu San'er said again: "I have a testimony, he is a monk, and he asked me to learn." ”

"Didn't the ghost cultivator teach you?"

"No, I really learned it myself, in a cave. ”

"Well... Believe you for the time being, maybe it's really me thinking too much, how many years has the ghost sword gate of the hidden capital disappeared, how can it be... Anyway, my talent for seeing humanity in you somehow suddenly failed after I came back last night, so what you say is what it is. Saying that, Ye Feng threw a storage bag over: "Return the storage bag to you, I'm a man who speaks, and I picked two of Xue Xiao's exercises and copied them to you." Also, seeing that you are too poor, I gave you a little bit of my own spirit stone, and I should repay you for your righteous action last night. ”

"You're polite, you're polite! Liu San'er took the storage bag, and said words of thanks in his mouth, but what he thought in his heart was the reason why Ye Feng's mind-reading method saw the failure of human nature, and his hand was about to probe the situation inside the storage bag.

"Slow down!" Ye Feng slid the jade talisman on the table, stared at Liu San'er with a smile, and said leisurely: "I owe you the favor, but what do you owe me? If it weren't for me, even if you were a personal disciple of the Great Sect, you would definitely die!"

"That's right, I don't know how to repay my fellow Daoists!" Liu San'er suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Hmph, do you want to repay it?" Ye Feng smiled strangely, one hand clenched again, and he didn't want to blurt out: "Then I'll give you three choices, be my follower, be my informant, be my opponent, which one do you consider!"