Chapter 88 See You in the Picture!

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Cui Longwang's voice was disguised.

But the deep and deep voice has not changed, except for a little more hoarseness.

"Are you ready?"

Hearing such a question, Jason subconsciously wanted to say "Yes, Captain".

Then, unconsciously, he hummed——

Who lives in the big pineapple in the deep sea~

Fortunately, hold back.

After wiping his mouth and putting the empty iron pot aside, Jason stood up and nodded towards the bean bun.

Then, he walked out of the tavern with the 'big dragon head' Cui Longwang.

Feng Feiyu looked at the two people who left, picked up the long bench on her body, and walked towards the outside of the tavern.

Did not go far.

Right in front of the tavern.

The bench was laid horizontally, and he sat on it.

"Su Niang, take the beanbags and rest in the backyard, I'll bask in the sun."

While speaking relaxed words, Feng Feiyu tied up his sleeves and trousers.

Feng Feiyu has never seen the 'Big Dragon Head' Cui Longwang.

I don't know what the other party is looking for Jason.

However, Feng Feiyu knew what Jason came to him for.

Jason wanted him to protect the beanbag.

He will not say no.

Because Jason was one of his few friends.

A friend who can stand in front of him at the moment of life and death.

Such a friend entrusts.

It is entrusting his wife to offer his son.

He, Feng Feiyu, risked his life to accompany him today.

Su Niang didn't say much, she took the bean bag and walked towards the backyard.

Doubao frowned.

Obviously, Feng Feiyu and Su Niang misunderstood.

The owner of the house didn't come here to let them protect him, but she came to protect Feng Feiyu.

Although the owner didn't say it clearly, she could guess it.

One of the key points of the whole matter was Feng Feiyu herself.

she knows.

She doesn't say.

Because the owner of the museum asked her to come, she just needs to take care of it.

After taking the bean bag to her own room in the backyard, Su Niang gave some instructions, then got up and left.

She went to the backyard kitchen and took out a jug of wine.

Warm over charcoal fire.

He raised his hand and cut another piece of elbow flower.

Holding the hot wine and the elbow flower covered with plates, Su Niang walked to the door, and did not set a table, just put it on the side of the long bench, looked down at the favorite of her life in front of her. The man couldn't help but raised his hand to cut the other's hair, and then patted the dust on his shoulders, it was all done by work.

"Do you regret it?"

Su Niang said.

"What regrets? These few days are the happiest days of my life."

Feng Feiyu smiled sassyly, picked up the flagon straight away, and poured it down in big gulps.

Seeing this scene, Su Niang subconsciously patted Feng Feiyu on the back.

"Drink slowly.

Just this pot.

They also sell alcohol at night. "

Su Niang was a little nagging.

"I know, I know, there will definitely be no mistakes."

Feng Feiyu smiled complacently.

Originally, the two swords had a slightly sad atmosphere just now, but it disappeared all of a sudden.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Su Niang turned around and went back to the tavern, she didn't go to the backyard, just sat in the counter, raised her head to look at the back of her man sitting on the bench at the door, the sun shone down, the back was broad and strong.

And huddled in the corner, like a crazy old man who was asleep, opened his eyes.

Clear eyes.

Full of envy.

He thought about a long time ago.

If he was more courageous and let go of everything, he wouldn't be like this, would he?

It might be worse.

After all, her temper is not as gentle as that girl just now.

but,

I just can't get over her.

Just thinking about her makes me happy.

Just thinking about her makes me sick.

Just thinking about her makes me want to cry.

"Zhuwu is dust-free and water-sill is clear, lovesickness spreads across the heavy city..."

The crazy old man sang in a low voice.

He seemed to have returned to twenty years ago, to the pavilion next to the bamboo forest after the rain, and to the woman standing in the pavilion.

She sang Shudu ditty.

Teasing the little black and white beasts.

He fell in love at first sight.

Can,

After all, he has not crossed the secular threshold, he has a family.

He can't let go.

The more time passed, the more he couldn't let go.

His heart hurts more and more.

It hurts!

Whoooo!

The crazy old man huddled in a corner and wept.

Feng Feiyu heard it, turned her head to take a look, and didn't care.

The crazy old man has seen too much these two days.

Be wary at first.

Later, after trying a few times, he confirmed that the other party was really crazy.

Not pretending.

It is also pitiful.

He asked the neighbors around, but no one knew who this crazy old man belonged to, nor did he know if he had any sons or daughters? I don't know if my family is worried?

Thinking of this, Feng Feiyu brought a plate of elbow flowers and rice wine to the crazy old man.

"To be together is to be destined.

Eat more, after eating, I will leave today.

Come back tomorrow.

For a while, this is going to happen. "

After Feng Feiyu finished speaking, she turned around and returned to the long stool.

It's not that I don't want to say a few more words.

Instead, at the entrance of the alley, a group of people came.

There are hundreds of people.

They appeared densely at the entrance of the alley.

No one spoke.

Just staring at Feng Feiyu.

Feng Feiyu smiled.

"It's really early, everyone. The shop is not open yet, so come back later."

The former headhunter in Ziyi really greeted people like a waiter in a shop at this time.

It's just that he sat on the bench and didn't move.

He also raised his hand and slapped forward.

boom!

On the rammed loess ground ten meters away, a palm print one centimeter deep appeared.

Stains of blood emerged from the palm prints.

After a while, the entire palm print was overflowing.

This palm print turned into a blood fingerprint.

"After so many years, is it still the same?"

Feng Feiyu asked with a smile.

And hundreds of men in black have long knives out of their sheaths at their waists——

"kill!"

Qi Qi let out a low shout, the blade in his hand flickered coldly.

Hundreds of people rushed forward.

The smile on Feng Feiyu's face faded.

The rest is just cold.

He kept waving and hitting with both hands.

One after another, the splitting palm force was activated from the air.

bang bang bang!

Muffled sound.

Fracture sound.

screams.

In an instant, it erupted in this alley. Su Niang in the counter turned slightly pale and her hands trembled a little, but she still tried to calmly calculate and keep accounts.

He even said it in his mouth.

"Master, don't break the furniture."

The voice trembled.

However, it is still clear.

Su Niang is supporting Feng Feiyu in her own way.

And Feng Feiyu?

"Come on."

With a reply, the splitting palm strength became more intensive.

It can be said to be airtight.

There were hundreds of people, none of whom could enter ten meters in front of the tavern.

It's like mowing grass.

Qi Qi flew upside down and fell to the ground.

It was even more tidy than the Qiqi yelling before.

call.

Feng Feiyu let out a foul breath.

His breathing was a little short.

The Feng Family's 'Splitting Palm' has a silent palm, but a powerful palm. After arousing Qi and blood with special skills, it can hurt people invisible from a distance of three feet.

However, it consumes a lot.

Ordinary children of the Feng family, even if they have condensed their 'qi and blood', can only hit three palms at most, and then they have to rest, and the palm wind is no more than one zhang.

Feng Feiyu was exceptionally gifted, his natural blood was thicker than ordinary people, and his recovery ability was astonishing.

Others overdraw their bodies, ranging from a serious illness to serious damage.

But Feng Feiyu was different.

He just lay there, just fell asleep.

Moreover, as his strength became stronger and stronger, his energy and blood became thicker, and his resilience became more and more amazing.

Even if you are out of strength, you can recover as long as you rest for an hour or three quarters.

Just like the hundreds of air splitting palms just now.

Even the contemporary head of the Feng family can't do it.

Although the opponent is also a great master at 'reshaping' bone marrow, he has to rest after fifty palms at most, and it is impossible to hit three feet away with one palm.

"Boss Feng's head arrest is indeed the number one person in the 'Feng Family'!"

Exclamation sounded.

A young monk appeared outside the alley.

His eyes are like bright stars, his lips are red and his teeth are white, his face is as bright as a young girl's, his expression is gentle and his demeanor is unrestrained, but it is unmatched by any woman in the world, especially the moon-white monk robe, which makes him look spotless all over, It's like hanging down from the clouds above the nine heavens.

Unlike ordinary people.

Especially when you look at him, the gentleness in those eyes can melt all the conflicts in the world.

It can also melt the coldest heart in the world.

And when it is a woman's heart, there is only sinking left.

Sink into it, and you can't dial it yourself.

It is temptation.

It is also willing.

However, Feng Feiyu is not a woman.

He is a man.

Moreover, it is still a head catcher.

Although it is past tense, his former identity will not change.

Therefore, when Feng Feiyu saw this monk, he directly shot.

He recognized each other.

Woo!

Splitting the palm force, roaring out.

It is no longer silent.

It seems that there is no skill.

But the power is doubled.

Feng Feiyu shot with all his strength.

But with such an extremely powerful splitting palm force, the monk did not dodge or dodge.

Just stood there.

He took a hard hit.

boom!

Yuebai's monk robe trembled slightly.

Then, there is no more.

There are not many people in the world who can take over Feng Feiyu's splitting palm.

There are less than thirty people at full count.

And there are even fewer people who can receive Feng Feiyu's full-strength air-splitting palm.

There are less than twenty people left.

However, there were only nine people who used their bodies to catch Feng Feiyu's full-strength palm splitting palm, counting the entire Jianghu.

Those nine people are recognized as the world's nine masters.

Coincidentally, there is a monk among the nine.

'Happy Buddha'.

A monk who heard his name and made people in the Jianghu frown, spurn, and fear.

He is also a spotless, dusty monk.

In fact, when this monk appeared, no one would believe that this monk was the 'Happy Buddha'.

Even, many people think that it is a mistake.

The monk was misunderstood.

But facts are facts.

This monk is the 'Happy Buddha'.

It is the 'Huanxi Buddha' who likes to harvest yin and nourish yang, has defiled the chastity of thousands of women, slaughtered all the relatives of those women, beautiful women cry bitterly, and others beg for mercy, but is cold-blooded and ruthless.

Different from ordinary flower pickers.

'Huanxi Buddha' came directly to the door.

He doesn't care where.

He just wants what he wants.

Even he will do it deliberately.

Because, the more you curse, the more you cry, the more you beg for mercy.

The monk is happier.

He also became more merciless.

Feng Feiyu, who had read the dossier, was very aware of this monk's habits.

So, after a slap, he stood up.

He blocked the door of the tavern with a bench.

He even closed the door behind him.

"Is the little monk really that scary?"

'Huanxi Buddha' asked curiously.

When the first word was spoken, 'Huanxi Buddha' was still at the entrance of the alley.

When the last word was said, the 'Huanxi Buddha' had already appeared ten meters behind Feng Feiyu, beside the bloody handprint. The monk looked down at the bloody handprint and chanted the Buddha's name.

Then, just like no one else read the scriptures, the body of the rescuer underground.

It is also the corpse at the feet of the rescuer.

Of course, by the way, he also transcended Feng Feiyu in front of him.

Feng Feiyu is not dead yet.

But in the eyes of the monk, there is no difference between death and death.

...

Jason followed behind the 'Big Dragon Head' Cui Longwang, and got into a carriage waiting at the entrance of the alley.

The carriage is on four wheels.

Roomy and comfortable.

Even lying in it is more than enough.

What surprised Jason the most was that there was still a lot of food in the carriage.

Although it is mainly fruit, there are also some lo mei.

Of course, the most is wine.

Pots of fine wine collided in the silver flagon were placed on the table neatly.

The wine didn't spill out at all.

Not only the car itself is also built by dozens of skilled craftsmen.

Also because the two horses pulling the cart are the best thousand-mile steeds.

It is also because the driver is the best coachman near Beidu.

So, the car is very stable.

It is so stable that the person sitting in the car can't feel the bumps at all.

Jason checked the fruit and lo mei.

After finding that there was nothing unusual, he just ate it.

When Cui Longwang, the 'Big Dragon Head', saw this scene, admiration appeared in his eyes.

He knew that Jason should know what to face in a moment.

But still eating and drinking so calmly.

Unless it's a real glutton.

Otherwise it is impossible.

And is Jason gluttonous?

Don't be greedy.

'Big Dragon Head' Cui Longwang is very sure.

It was as if he was forced to wear a mask.

He believed that Jason had to put on such a mask as a last resort.

And now?

It's still just maintaining the appearance of wearing a mask.

But he was so calm, with joy in his eyes.

It's so similar.

He actually got into the role completely!

Just like me!

Do not!

Much stronger than me.

At least, now I have begun to recall my previous identity.

Remember that kind.

As if within reach.

But dreamy, unreal.

Not the 'Big Dragon Head' Cui Longwang.

Although he is the 'big leader' Cui Longwang.

Although he is pretending to be a 'Sky Demon' at the moment, he is disguised as the 'Big Dragon Head' King Cui Long.

Although in a sense, he is really the 'big leader' Cui Longwang.

But before the 'big dragon head' Cui Longwang.

He still has an identity.

That is his true identity.

Involuntarily, he raised his hand and put it in the hidden compartment beside him.

The dark grid is not big.

Long shape.

Hidden inside the carriage.

When the 'big dragon head' Cui Longwang's hand approached, Jason keenly noticed a sharp aura contained in it.

Yes--

Knife!

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