Chi Mo only appeared in An Xiaoyu's heart for a moment, and then disappeared. She admitted that she liked Chi Mo, and at the last moment, Chi Mo's words, although she didn't finish it, she knew that Chi Mo also loved her, but when faced with two important trade-offs, he had to stick to the one he had always been accustomed to choosing.

Maybe in the next few years, An Xiaoyu will no longer have such expectations for any boy, and will no longer look at any boy with a look that wants to be liked, not for the classmates in Donghuang, not for the administrator, not for Jin Changfeng, even if they are all excellent.

What she was thinking about now was that the methods of the old man were not as unpredictable as those of the grave keeper and the administrator, although he also quickly dealt with the five soldiers who invaded, but he did not see any kind of dusty temperament similar to the administrator, and he did not even feel the communication with the laws of heaven and earth, just the simple tricks and the delicacy of strength.

Is this also a form of practice?

She thought, looking at the old man's long knife that had been sheathed.

With nothing to do, the old man saw that An Xiaoyu and Jin Changfeng were very interested in their knives, so they put the knives on their knees and introduced: "This is the treasure knife that has been passed down by the Yi family for many years. ”

"The members of the Imperial Court are also cultivators, and their weapons were customized by the Royal Weapons Factory of the Three Thousand Empire at that time, and this is one of them, and it is one of the highest quality. After many years, it is still as sharp as ever. ”

Jin Changfeng did not praise the knife of the ancestor of the Yi family, but praised the old man: "The predecessors have profound cultivation and superb knife skills, which is really eye-opening for me." ”

The old man shook his head: "It's not worth mentioning, I see that although your cultivation is not as high as mine, but in a few years, I will not be your opponent, the current young man, it's really... Hehe. ”

The old man did not continue, praising others in his master's room, and there were still some things that needed attention.

An Xiaoyu was very curious, why did they cultivate one by one, but she couldn't feel anything special about them? After she finished reading the old man and looking at Jin Changfeng, she really couldn't feel it, could it be because the administrator's level was too high, so she could feel it?

Jin Changfeng was curious when he saw An Xiaoyu, and felt that he finally had a chance to perform, and said: "Although it is not as martial arts practiced by the whole people as when the empire was first established, the inheritance of cultivation has not been broken. Many famous families are hidden in the mountains, some have become imperial families, and some have responded to the call and opened Taoist halls. I usually follow the practitioners at home to learn and practice martial arts, but just a little bit of learning can be regarded as strengthening my body. The martial arts of the predecessors were also learned when they were in the Yi family, right? ”

The old man nodded in agreement.

An Xiaoyu thought about it, but after all, she still didn't understand, according to the administrator, cultivation is to return oneself to heaven and earth, similar to a return to the basics, so what does it have to do with the martial arts they are talking about? Could it be that all the other practitioners learn martial arts together?

Jin Changfeng saw that her face was full of doubts, thinking that she didn't know how to get started, so he pointed out triumphantly: "Three Thousand Academy also has a special cultivation class, you can sign up when the time comes, I am now the head of the third year of the cultivation class." ”

An Xiaoyu still couldn't figure it out, so she took out the real self maze from her shoulder bag and asked, "Then do you know this?" ”

Jin Changfeng stretched out his hand to take over the real-self labyrinth, and looked confused: "This thing, it looks like an ancient artifact, but I really haven't seen it, what is it?" ”

Seeing that he didn't know him, An Xiaoyu was even more sure that the cultivation they were talking about was not the same thing as the cultivation he had studied, so he stretched out his hand to demonstrate the usage, roughly told them what the administrator said, and handed it to Jin Changfeng, asking him to try if he could unravel it.

Jin Changfeng took the real-self maze in his hand and pressed it for a long time, but the maze was still the same old as a hedgehog. He couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and asked the old man: "Senior, you are well-informed, do you know this thing?" ”

The old man didn't stretch out his hand, just looked at it, shook his head and said, "I haven't seen it, this real-me labyrinth is really exquisitely designed, but I don't know what the principle is, girl, what is this thing for?" ”

An Xiaoyu heard him ask this, and didn't know how to say. Could it be said that it is used by practitioners for enlightenment? The two of them said that they were cultivators, but they couldn't even play with an enlightenment toy, so wasn't that a slap in the face?

So she could only vaguely say, "This is what a friend of mine lent me, saying that it can exercise the senses." ”

"Feelings?" Jin Changfeng smiled: "What's the use of exercising?" It's still the knife in his hand. ”

Now, An Xiaoyu finally knows what the administrator taught me what a high-level existence is, which ordinary people will never even hear of. And the moment I got the labyrinth of my true self, I was no longer in the same world as them.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a little complacent.

Jin Changfeng saw her face with joy, and thought that she was interested in signing up for the cultivation class of the Three Thousand Academy, so he continued to talk about a lot of things, some courses of the cultivation class, interesting facts about the cultivation class, and some usual activities.

I didn't notice at all that An Xiaoyu's attention was not on him.

With the old people, everyone is old and refined, and he understands the relationship between men and women better than the eldest young master cultivated by Jin Changfeng's family, and he has long seen it clearly, but he didn't say it, this kind of thing is better for the parties to discover it themselves. He raised his head, glanced at An Xiaoyu, and smiled at each other.

There are three people in a room, two people are good and one is a fool, who is to blame?

Soon, the news transmitted by Jin Changfeng played a role, and it was reported in the news that Wang Zhenyan pretended to negotiate outside the store, attracting the attention of the anti-court forces, and then the imperial army began to send a special task force to deal with the defenders at the side gate, and within an hour they snatched * and rescued all the hostages.

An Xiaoyu saw that in the news video, the people of the special operations team were dressed in black military uniforms, and quickly eliminated the soldiers outside the side door, without even firing a single shot, and solved all the people with a knife in their hands.

Even more powerful, one rolled over to the mecha's side, inserted the knife in his hand along the tight seam of the armor, lifted the cockpit with his bare hands, and killed the pilot.

The methods of these people made Jin Changfeng and the old man full of praise, it sounded like they should be cultivators secretly cultivated by the imperial army, and a special force was formed to be responsible for this kind of task that needed to be quickly resolved, could not be startled, and needed to rescue hostages.

It is undeniable that such a method is indeed very powerful, but An Xiaoyu just looks at the meaning. Is there anything more powerful in this world than creating things out of thin air and making people disappear with three words? She couldn't think of it.

The team of the imperial army to take over the captives quickly knocked on the door of the old mansion, and the old man led them to the door of the hall, and the leader saw Jin Changfeng, saluted and asked, "May I ask if it is Mr. Jin Changfeng?" ”

Jin Changfeng nodded, and the man said, "Major General Wang wants to see you." ”

"Yes, but I'm going to take someone with me, and we're doing it together." Jin Changfeng knew that because of the information he sent, he had solved such a big matter, Wang Zhenyan wanted to meet this person who made a turnaround, this was an opportunity to contact the upper echelons, and he didn't need it, but he could give it to An Xiaoyu.

The soldier who led the team glanced at An Xiaoyu, and also knew what was going on, there was no difference between one person and two people, so he turned around and walked out with them and the prisoners.

An Xiaoyu glanced back, and saw that the knife in the old man's hand was gone, and only an old-fashioned broom was left in his hand, standing in front of the door of the hall, watching them leave with a smile. The front of the hall was empty, except for the dim light that stretched the shadow of the old man.

An Xiaoyu's heart was sour, and she waved her hand and said, "Grandpa, let's go!" I'll come to see you next time! ”

The old man nodded, waved his hand, and sent the kind-hearted girl away.

As the soldiers went out, An Xiaoyu suddenly remembered and asked Jin Changfeng: "Do you want to take some medicine first, your hands are so badly burned, they won't be inflamed, and then it will be troublesome." ”

Jin Changfeng shook his head: "This little injury, it's nothing." ”

But An Xiaoyu saw that his hand behind his back trembled slightly, knowing that he was still in pain, and he had to pretend to be hard, which was really unappreciative.

However, the soldier who led the way in front heard what they said, took out a ball from the small bag he was carrying and threw it into Jin Changfeng's hand: "The sterile bandage for the military is wrapped in emergency first, and the scar will be saved." ”

Jin Changfeng took the bandage in his hand, his eyes lit up, knowing that this was a good thing for the army, his eyes rolled, and he spread his hands: "You see that both of my hands are injured, or you can help me..."

An Xiaoyu glanced at his hand and said with a smile: "Okay! ”

Jin Changfeng was crazy with happiness.

Wang Zhenyan looked at the soldiers in front of him who couldn't hold back his laughter, and was annoyed in his heart, how did these guys in the imperial capital train soldiers, how did they have a hippie smile. But it wasn't his jurisdiction, he was embarrassed to say anything, just looked behind them, nodded when he saw the captive, and suddenly became curious again.

"Didn't you say there were only five? Why are there six of them? ”

The team leader was about to suffocate to death, and with a smile, he brought Jin Changfeng, who was tied to his arms with bandages, to the side: "Report to the general, this is a civilian who sent a message, he... Ahem, his arm hurts...

The four minions behind the leader laughed and fled.

Wang Zhenyan looked at Jin Changfeng with a wry smile on his face, and was strange.

I haven't heard that the kid of the Jin family has any special habits?