The two followed the sound of the flute for a while, and suddenly heard the tone of the flute change sharply, like a whisper, like a shallow smile, soft as warm, and soft, both of them were in their hearts, and they only felt that the sound of the flute could not be said to be good. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Qian Qingjian knew it in his heart, well, it's almost time for the old naughty boy.

The sound of the flute gradually became urgent, and to Guo Jing's ears, it seemed to urge people to dance, but to Qian Qingjian's ears, it seemed like a man and woman who couldn't wait when they untied their wide clothes.

Qian Qingjian knew that this was Huang Yaoshi tossing the old naughty boy with a, and began to secretly run the whole heart method to resist the sound of the flute, and took out two cotton balls from his arms, preparing to plug his ears when he was not holding up.

Since eating the snake gall bladder of the Bodhisattva Snake, Qian Qingjian has been able to practice internal pranayama without having to meditate cross-legged, and he can also practice between actions, which means that he can cultivate his internal strength almost all the time except for sleeping, so not only his internal force foundation is already higher than Guo Jing, but the speed of progress is beyond Guo Jing's. Having said that, people's postures are always sitting, lying and standing, and occasionally when sitting and lying, you don't have to stand up and do exercises.

Because Qian Qingjian's internal strength is higher than Guo Jing's, after listening for a while, Guo Jing couldn't support it at first, sat cross-legged on the ground and said, "Big brother, meditate quickly." After saying this, he couldn't take care of Qian Qingjian anymore, and immediately ran according to the whole true heart method that Ma Yu passed on to him.

Qian Qingjian knew that the old naughty boy must be close to the left, so he wanted to test how much taller he was than Guo Jing, or how much weaker than the old naughty boy, through Huang Yaoshi's flute, so he was not busy stuffing the cotton ball into his ears. This formed a situation in which the three people exercised their skills against Xiao Sheng.

After listening for a while, Guo Jing was still able to support it, and the old naughty boy did not show up to go crazy, but Qian Qingjian couldn't support it anymore, so he had to plug his ears with cotton balls.

Why was Qian Qingjian the first to be unable to support it?

Only because of this moment, the sound of the flute is like the sigh of the woman in the deep boudoir, and the moaning of the young woman in the bed, which is charming, lingering and tactful, making the listener's blood flow and the spirit is not resigned. Among the three people who have not yet appeared, the old naughty boy and Qian Guo, only Guo Jing has never experienced the affairs of men and women, and this child directly does not understand the temptation, which is equivalent to the most powerful part of the sound of the flute is ineffective for him. Therefore, under the operation of the internal strength of the whole true sect, the more he listened, the more he was fine, and the more he listened, the more empty he became.

And although the old naughty boy has been married to Aunt Ying, he can't help but be tempted by this flute sound, but he can't stand the fact that his true skills are second only to Chongyang Patriarch, so he can support it for a long time.

Only Qian Qingjian is extremely embarrassed, his internal strength is not as good as the old naughty boy, and he has had many experiences of male and female marriage, and he has recently asked Li Mochou to ask for it, among the three, his thoughts are the most turbid and his mood is the most disordered, so the first enemy who can't resist the sound of Xiao must be him.

It's just that after plugging his ears with cotton balls, Qian Qingjian became a spectator again, at this time he pretended to be difficult to support, and sat down to cross-legged exercises, but in fact, his eyes were wide open looking for the position of the old naughty boy among the flowers around him.

Huang Yaoshi, who was not far away, was secretly surprised while giving a flute, he only saw Qian Qingjian covering his ears, and then he sat down on the ground and meditated, and then his face was calm, obviously not afraid of the sound of the flute.

He couldn't help but look at the young man with admiration. He originally planned to stop Qian Qingjian with his finger magic power when he was crazy, but now it seems that this preparation is redundant.

It's just that why is that stupid boy surnamed Guo able to fight against Xiao Sheng? There are too many rising stars in the Central Plains martial arts, right? Huang Yaoshi couldn't figure it out. However, his main purpose is to seduce the old urchin, and since the two teenagers are all right, then he can take the old urchin down in one go.

Although Huang Yaoshi's analysis is mixed, the old naughty boy has really reached the last moment of storm.

At this time, Qian Qingjian and Guo Jing had already discovered the pair of blue eyes in the darkness two feet away at the same time, Guo Jing was startled, and thought: "What kind of beast is this?" Hurriedly jumped up and blocked in front of Qian Qingjian, for fear that the beast would run out and bite Qian Qingjian.

Qian Qingjian secretly laughed in his heart: "The eyes of the old naughty boy who were tortured by the sound of the flute are green. When he saw Guo Jinghu in front of him, he was moved again.

At this time, Qian Qingjian blocked his ears and couldn't hear the sound, but Guo Jing had already heard a rapid panting sound in the place where the green light flashed, which was clearly the sound of human breathing, and the sound of the flute became more and more tempting, and the person's breathing became more and more rapid, as if it was painful.

Guo Jing couldn't help but feel compassion and slowly approached the past. Pushing aside the dense branches and leaves of the flowers and trees, I saw a person sitting cross-legged, with long hair hanging straight to the ground, long eyebrows and beard, and his nose and mouth were covered. He caress his chest with his left hand and puts his right hand behind his back. Guo Jing recognized that this was the posture of practicing internal strength, and it was the key to Danyangzi Ma Yu to pass on his mind to restrain his mind.

Qian Qingjian also saw the appearance of the old naughty boy clearly in the back, but he didn't stand up, and said in his heart: "This offended Huang Yaoshi, I still have to trouble the second brother to work hard, although the brother doesn't plan to lie to you anymore, but it should be something you do, and you can't rob it for the brother." ”

Qian Qingjian stared at it, only to see that as the sound of the flute became more and more urgent, the old naughty boy couldn't help but be shocked and jumped, and his body had stretched out several times, and finally sat down with great concentration. But after only sitting down for a moment, he was happy, and the interval became shorter and shorter, until the sound of the flute played two tricks gently, and the old naughty boy cried out, "Forget it, forget it!"

The plot in his memory has not changed! Guo Jing immediately grabbed it, stretched out his hand and firmly pressed the old naughty's right shoulder, and his right hand had already slapped on the "big vertebral point" on the back of his neck.

Qian Qingjian knew that this was when Guo Jing was practicing on the Mongolian cliff, whenever he was cranky and his mind could not be calm, Ma Yu often gently stroked his big vertebral points, and used a hot breath in his palm to help him calm down, so as not to go mad.

At this time, Guo Jing learned to help the old naughty boy resist the sound of the flute, but because the part of the beat was just right, the old naughty boy closed his eyes and exercised.

Suddenly, someone scolded: "Little beast, it's bad for me!"

Guo Jing was startled, followed the sound to check, there was no one in sight, and when he heard that the voice seemed to be the accent of Huang Yaoshi, he couldn't help but be very worried: "I don't know if this long-bearded old man is good or bad? If this old man is a demon, haven't I done something wrong?"

Qian Qingjian smiled in his heart, knowing that Huang Yaoshi had already drifted away after scolding this, he hurriedly ran to Guo Jing's side, pushed Guo Jing away and said, "Second brother, you rest, I'll help him do his work." After that, he also slapped a palm on the old naughty's big vertebral acupoint, and a breath of true qi entered the old naughty's body.

Guo Jing nodded gratefully and said, "Big brother, if you are tired, call me for you again." ”

Qian Qingjian's internal strength is better than Guo Jing's, and under some urging, the old naughty boy's breathing gradually slowed down, and his breathing gradually became even.

Guo Jing was already free, so he sat next to Qian Qingjian, closed his eyes and looked inward, and also used his work, and soon he stopped thinking and forgetting about things.

Qian Qingjian immediately withdrew his palm and lay down next to the old naughty boy, Guo Jing slept in the first half of the night, he hadn't slept yet, he had to make up for sleep.

When the sky was slightly white, the moon was faintly revealed, the old naughty boy opened his eyes, turned his head and saw Qian Qingjian sleeping beside him, and when he looked at Guo Jing again, he found that Guo Jing also opened his eyes, so he smiled and asked, "Which of the seven sons of Quanzhen are the two of you?"