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Standing on the hillside, watching Xiao Yuanshan gradually disappear and disappear, his brows were furrowed, a gust of wind blew, and his clothes fluttered. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After a while, he returned to Qiao Sanhuai's house, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, with such a serious injury, Xiao Yuanshan couldn't kill the Xuanku monk.

For Shaolin Temple, he has no good feelings, when he kissed Shaolin to seek the Yi Jing Sutra, he was mercilessly rejected, he was deeply ashamed, and he felt uncomfortable when he thought about it.

Moreover, he also knew the private secrets of the abbot Xuanci, who had a son named Xuzhu, and harmed Ye Erniang's life, he really didn't respect it, but most of the monks in Shaolin Temple were good, after all, they were influenced by Buddhism.

When I returned to Qiao Sanhuai's house, I saw the old couple sitting on the kang, without saying a word, with a sad face on their faces, thick wrinkles, eyebrows and eyes, and a picture of the sky falling.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, smiled and comforted him, and when he saw that it was useless, he pulled Qiao Sanhuai to drink and wanted to get drunk.

The two sat under the jujube tree, took a small square table, and placed two dishes on it, a plate of dried radish and a plate of stewed Chinese cabbage, steaming and steaming.

It was still early, the sunset was still reluctant, and he didn't go down the mountain, and after two cups, Qiao Sanhuai's tongue began to straighten, and his speech was slurred, and he began to talk more.

The mountain wind was blowing, slowly cool, Xiao Yuesheng drank a lot of wine, and his attitude was very proud.

He turned his head suddenly, and there was a big man on the side of the hill, burly, with a calm step, and he knew that he was a master at a glance.

"Huh", Xiao Yuesheng hurriedly turned his head and said, "Gong Qiao, take a look, is that the leader of Qiao Gang coming back?"

Qiao Sanhuai's eyes were drunk and hazy, he turned around, staring at the distance in confusion, he was suddenly stunned, got up suddenly, and brought up the small table.

Xiao Yuesheng stretched out his hand and pressed it, stroking the small square table to avoid the catastrophe of overturning, but saw Qiao Sanhuai staring blankly at the figure in the sunset, motionless.

"Gong Qiao?" Xiao Yuesheng asked with a smile.

He secretly guessed, ** not far from ten, this person should be Qiao Feng, similar to the previous Xiao Yuanshan's eyebrows, exactly the same, carved out of a mold, it is definitely not an exaggeration.

"Peak...... Feng'er?" Qiao Sanhuai trembled, and his steps moved forward.

"Daddy, mother, the child is back to see you!" the rough voice sounded, revealing joy and faintly shaking the eardrums.

Xiao Yuesheng squinted at him and nodded secretly, although this Qiao Feng had an ordinary appearance and couldn't see anything unusual, his demeanor was flying, and his temperament was as rough as a lion, which was not to be underestimated.

"Feng'er?!Is Feng'er back?!" Mrs. Qiao came out of the house.

"Mother, it's a child!" Qiao Feng took a step forward, stepped out of the distance, took Mrs. Qiao's hand, and smiled all over his face.

"Okay, just come back!" Old Lady Qiao nodded, with a smile on her face, her eyes were fixed on him, without blinking, as she spoke, tears slid down her eyes.

Qiao Sanhuai calmed down at this moment, stepped forward, and shook his head: "Feng'er, look at your mother's happiness!"

Xiao Yuesheng saw that their family of three saw each other, and they didn't disturb each other, sat at the small square table, picked up a big bowl, took a sip of self-brewed sorghum wine, smiled slightly, secretly felt envious, and sighed a little about their own life experience, and felt lonely.

After a while, the three of them spoke, came to sit under the jujube tree, Qiao Sanhuai smiled at Qiao Feng and said, It's a loss to Guanlan, if not, you won't be able to see me and your mother.

Qiao Feng was stunned, and turned his head to look at Xiao Yuesheng, a pair of big eyes were shining, faintly with oppressive power, which was the bearing formed by the leader.

Xiao Yuesheng put down the big bowl, hugged his fists and smiled: "Qiao Gang Master, under Xiao Guanlan." ”

Xiao ...... See...... Lan ......?" Qiao Feng pondered, hesitated for a moment, and then hugged his fists and saluted solemnly, thanking him for saving his life.

Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and said with a smile: "Qiao Gang Master is polite, I happened to encounter this matter, and it is natural to save people." ”

Qiao Feng patted his head: "Remember...... It turns out that Your Excellency is the head of the Immeasurable Sect Xiao, long admiration, long admiration!"

Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said, "I'm just a nobody, but I don't dare to be it." ”

"Hey, what's that?!...... Qiao Feng said this sincerely!" Qiao Feng glared, waved his hand, and said with a smile: "Vice Helmsman Wu has great respect for Master Xiao...... Saying that Master Xiao is like a god, saying that Master Xiao's swordsmanship is the best in the world, and there is no rival!"

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled bitterly: "A few hands of crops, laughing at the generous family!"

Qiao Feng looked at him and said with a smile: "Vice Helmsman Wu has always been arrogant, and when he is so respected, Master Xiao is the first person, and I might as well too!"

Xiao Yuesheng smiled and didn't say anything more, just picked up the big bowl and drank it all.

Qiao Feng also picked up the big bowl, raised it at him, and then drank it all.

Xiao Yuesheng made a move with his left hand, and a white pit drilled out of the wine jar on the ground, glowing with colors in the sunset, accompanied by a rich aroma of wine, and shot straight into the bowl in front of Qiao Feng.

The big bowl was immediately filled, and then it turned around, like a silver snake swinging its tail, shooting into Xiao Yuesheng's bowl, filling it in a blink of an eye, and retracting into the wine jar.

Qiao Feng's big eyes narrowed slightly, nodded his head, and stroked his palms in admiration: "Good kung fu, Qiao is ashamed!"

Although he has learned the dragon capture skill, he has just started and mastered the trick, so he can't run as well as he wants, and he can't be so exquisite.

Xiao Yuesheng picked up the big bowl with both hands and smiled: "Brother Qiao, don't think I'm pretentious,...... Come on, let's do another bowl!"

"Dry!" Qiao Feng picked up the big bowl, the two of them touched it, and drank it all.

Immediately, the two didn't say much, just drank bowl by bowl, Qiao Sanhuai watched from the side, smiling, his face was full of light, and when he saw that the wine jar was about to light, he went to the cellar to move another jar.

As the sun set and the twilight shrouded, the two of them had drunk the sorghum wine of the four major jars, and their faces did not change, but they were full of interest and joy, feeling that they had met their opponents and drank to their heart's content.

Xiao Yuesheng has an excellent amount of wine, and he doesn't need the Six-Vein Divine Sword, and his own amount of wine is extremely powerful, and Qiao Feng is half a catty and eight taels, and it is difficult to distinguish between him.

In his opinion, if drinking is lucky, with the help of martial arts, but it is inferior, and there is really no wonderful taste of drinking.

Two of you have a bowl, I have a bowl, all of them are drunk and drunk, it seems to be a competition, the two chess opponents, will meet good talents, and the amount of wine is rare to meet the opponent.

After a while, Qiao Sanhuai couldn't resist the alcohol, and was persuaded by Xiao Yuesheng and Qiao Feng to go in and sleep, and after a while, the sound of thunder came out of the house.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and drank another jar, Qiao Feng was a little drunk, and his eyes were hazy: "Brother Xiao, who will kill my parents, do you know?"

Xiao Yuesheng groaned, nodded slowly, and shook his head again.

Qiao Feng's eyes widened, and his essence burst out, like a sword unsheathed through the cold light, and asked in a deep voice: "Which one is it, so bold?!"

"I see this person, exactly like you!" Xiao Yuesheng said directly.

Qiao Feng was stunned, his eyes opened sharply, he sat up straight suddenly, his face was full of wine, and his momentum was awe-inspiring: "It's exactly the same as me?!"

Xiao Yuesheng nodded: "Except that he is older than you, his facial features, eyebrows and eyes are all similar, almost carved out of a mold!"

Qiao Feng's thick eyebrows furrowed, his head bowed and groaned, his mind racing.

Xiao Yuesheng didn't directly say Xiao Yuanshan's name, which only made Qiao Feng suspicious, but he didn't believe it.

Originally, I said that it was none of his business whether he believed it or not, but since he came, he always had to do things well, and there was no difference between doing it and not doing it, it was not his style.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled and changed the topic: "North Qiao Feng, South Murong, I have heard that Brother Qiao's martial arts are the best in the world, my hands are very itchy, let's fight each other, how about it?"

Qiao Feng raised his eyebrows, looked at him in surprise, nodded, and said with a smile: "No better, please!"

The two put down the big bowl, got up and left the table, and came to the open space, Qiao Feng hugged his fists: "Brother Xiao, please-!"

"Please-!" Xiao Yuesheng clenched his fists.

Qiao Feng pushed with his right palm, making the usual Taizu long fist, the move was simple and unpretentious, but the palm wind was dignified, like a storm rushing in.

Xiao Yuesheng drew an arc with his right palm, circled his fist, and then pulled it.

Qiao Feng's arms tightened, his muscles tensed, twisted up like a rope, stopped his fist, shook it again, and then his fist moved forward and smashed into Xiao Yuesheng's chest.

Xiao Yuesheng sighed, he didn't expect the silk winding strength to be ineffective, he saw at a glance that this was not his pure skills, but his innate divine power, and the external force controlled the internal force.

The two of them exchanged fists, Xiao Yuesheng abandoned the six-vein divine sword, and specialized in the creation of Taijiquan to deal with it, which was worthy of Qiao Feng Taizu's long fist.

"I heard that the beggar gang has eighteen dragon descending palms, and the power is endless, why don't Brother Qiao use it?!" Xiao Yuechang laughed.

Qiao Feng laughed and said, "Okay, Brother Xiao has deep internal strength, take me and try it!"

After that, the two palms rotated, and with a fierce push, the palm wind surged, as if a gust of wind swept in, and the sky was dark.

"Okay!" Xiao Yuesheng laughed heroically, twisted his wrist, turned his palm out, and greeted him.

(To be continued)