The old man did not look angry, but was very surprised, his eyes widened, and he looked at Nangong Shaoyou as if he was looking at a monster. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Although the predecessor is the palm method, but before with a sword person to fight, although his moves are different, but the sword intent and your palm method are the same, at that time the younger generation and his more than 150 moves to win, if you two sets of kung fu combined, whether it is to make the sword or make the palm I may not be able to win, but this set of kung fu will not work for the second time!"

The old man looked at Nangong Shaoyou from head to toe, for a long time, and nodded, "Hero out of youth, see that you are less than thirty to have this insight, rare, rare, you stand in place, don't exert yourself, take my palm." ”

"Whew!" he slapped Nangong Shaoyou's chest with a palm, "Bang!", Nangong Shaoyou took three steps back.

"Hey, how can you!" Murong Feifei said angrily at the old man, but when he saw Nangong Shaoyou smiling slightly, his expression was very relaxed, obviously not injured, so he stopped talking.

"Well, the palm technique of the predecessors has been improved in the later stage, the original palm technique is fatal with one blow, and the power is reduced after the improvement, but the strength is free to retract, and it can hurt people, and it can also be pointed, but it is better than the original half. ”

"Haha, it's really extraordinary!" the old man laughed heartily, completely inappropriate for the competition just now, and immediately said formally, "You two really want to go to that Alcatraz Island?"

"Yes, Longtan is also going to break through!" Nangong Shaoyou's expression was very firm, "Dare to ask the seniors what is the direction of the road? and the reason for this island?"

"Okay, I'll make a road map, you go to that fishing village, you can get on the fishing boat to get to that Alcatraz Island, if not, it's a thousand difficulties!" The old man took out a pen and ink from the table, "But the island and Changhong Village have a deep relationship with each other, and the inner mystery is not enough for outsiders, but you can break my palm, and there is still life if you want to come to that island!"

The old man quickly drew a road map and handed it to Nangong Shaoyou, Nangong Shaoyou handed it to Murong Feifei, Murong Feifei looked at it, his expression was gloomy, and he said softly: "That fishing village is in Shaoxing, the hometown of my father-in-law." ”

If it can be done, please bring back the Changhong Sword for the village, and the statue will sink into the sea. ”

After that, it turned out to be like Nangong Shaoyou kneeling and saluting, Nangong Shaoyou hurriedly knelt down and returned the salute, and then strode out of the door!

The two of them ran all the way, but there was no communication, although the accommodation was the same inn, but Murong Feifei always chose a room far away from him, and the meals were separated, and later Nangong Shaoyou also learned to be smart, he knew that Murong Feifei loved to be clean, and as soon as he arrived at the inn, he immediately lived in the worst room, so that she could choose a good one, and also let Xiao Er bring the food into the room to eat, and he had no intention of drinking all the way, and he didn't get a drop of wine.

Murong Feifei saw it in his eyes, although he was silent, but his expression was gloomy, that day, Nangong Shaoyou got up early, opened the door, smelled a smell of wine, and put a pot of wine at the door, knowing that it was Murong Feifei's so-called, suddenly he was addicted to alcohol, just like a person who has been hungry for ten days seeing food, his hands trembled nervously, and he drank it when he raised his head.

There was a sound of snickering laughter not far away, Nangong Shao knew that it was Murong Feifei, and when he looked at it, he saw that she deliberately straightened her face, restrained her smile, and took a steamed bun with dignity, and gently tore it to eat. ”

"Steamed buns, steamed buns, the way you have cultivated in a few lifetimes, you can actually fall into the cherry mouth of the fairy, I, an ownerless lonely soul who doesn't want heaven and earth, is very pitiful!"

"Whew!" a half-eaten steamed bun flew over and fell into his mouth impartially, "Let's go!"

Murong Feifei lifted the Heavenly Sword and strode out, Nangong Shaoyou chased after him, and vaguely praised the steamed bun as the most delicious food he had ever eaten in his life, but unfortunately he didn't have it after eating, and when he saw the food in the mortal world in the future, it was like dog food, anyway, he just said it to himself for a long time, and occasionally got Murong Feifei's shoulder shrugged and seemed to be laughing, and immediately fell like a cloud, fluttering.

This day has entered Zhejiang, to Shaoxing, according to the road map, came to a village to stay, know that after here, and then walk half a day to the fishing village, the period is late autumn, harvest season, look at the village everyone busy, fruits, vegetables and rice a basket of rice to the grain field, children and women rushed to pigs, cattle and sheep, chickens, ducks and geese, but also all captive beside it, so lively.

It is a bumper harvest, this village is faintly hidden in the mountains and forests, it should not suffer from the harsh government of the imperial court, the food is sufficient, and it should be jubilant, but the villagers have sorrow between their eyebrows, the corners of their mouths are resentful, and occasionally some peasant women still have tears in the corners of their eyes, but seeing that outsiders are all mentioning each other, trying their best to be happy, both of them are very curious.

asked the old woman who stayed with the host, "Mother-in-law, since it is a harvest time, watching the hoarding of vegetables, fruits and grain, and the captive raising of livestock, someone should come to buy it, and you should be happy, why is it difficult to smile, is it that the strong man is forced to take it away by force?"

"Hey. The old woman shook her head, "It's very peaceful here, the court doesn't come to collect taxes, and the farmland is fertile, every year is a good harvest, and some people come to buy at a high price. ”

"Old woman, what is the day of separation?"

"Young man, you don't know why it's good, take good care of your little daughter-in-law, her old woman is the first time in her life to see such a beautiful little lady, as long as the sky is not jealous. ”

"I'm not his!"

The old woman ignored it, shook her head and went into the kitchen to cook.

"Feifei, today you stay at your mother-in-law's house, I will guard outside the door, there is a lot of evil here!"

"I don't have the money to hire a guard!" Murong Feifei said coldly.

Nangong Shaoyou didn't speak, went to the kitchen to ask the old woman for clear water steamed buns, moved a bench, and sat outside the door to watch everyone busy.

Soon it was night, everyone returned home, in addition to a few villagers guarding the grain field, there were more than ten young people patrolling the village, and they didn't pay attention to Nangong Shaoyou sitting outside the door.

At the end of the day, the door of the neighbor next door to the old woman opened gently, and a thin man with a hat and a cloak went out with a fishing rod, thinking that it was fishing late at night, but his figure flickered, looking left and right, looking extremely nervous.

When the patrol person walked by, he pretended to be calm and walked out of the village, "Third uncle, go fishing again?", the villager who was guarding the grain greeted.

The third uncle nodded and continued to walk, but was stopped by the villagers, and a young man said loudly, "Sister Yuyi, it's windy outside, let's stay at home!"

Na Yuyi's body trembled, and she suddenly rushed forward, but was grabbed by the man with one hand, and she couldn't help crying. (To be continued.) )