On the rooftop of the museum.
Jiang Qi looked up and saw a small dot getting bigger and bigger in his eyes.
Jiang Qi had also done this kind of thing by jumping out of an airplane, but he only landed safely thanks to the cushioning provided by the Feng Shui Bureau.
But what Jiang Qi saw in front of him was nothing. He was just rushing down.
At an altitude of five thousand meters, it was a bit outrageous to go straight down.
"puff"
A muffled sound that was so slight that it was almost covered up by the wind was the only sound after the man landed on the rooftop from an altitude of five thousand meters.
Jiang Qi's expression was filled with shock.
To be honest, he can do this, but he relies on "magic".
The person in front of him relies on pure physical body, or in other words, extremely wonderful martial arts cultivation.
He develops, or controls, his body to an exaggerated degree of precision.
It can almost be said to be the legendary realm of seeing God and not being bad.
It even offsets gravity to a certain extent, the kind that Newton would immediately become a monk upon seeing.
The figure who jumped down slowly walked to Jiang Qi, staring at him closely with spark-like eyes for a long time.
"ha"
Huo Qubing grinned, walked unsteadily to Jiang Qi, and passed him by.
"Master's old friend is here. Is it unreasonable for a disciple not to offer tea?"
There was a hint of ridicule in Huo Qubing's voice, and he turned his head, waiting for Jiang Qi to come over and walk with him.
"Of course tea will be served."
Jiang Qi came to his senses, turned around and came to Huo Qubing's side, raising his hand to guide him.
The two of them walked off the rooftop together and came to Jiang Qi's office.
After inviting Huo Qubing in, Jiang Qi just turned around and closed the door.
"Buzz!"
Extreme pressure and evil aura erupted behind Jiang Qi! It's like a spear that's so sharp that it's unspeakably sharp, pressed against your heart!
That is a life and death crisis that is very close at hand!
Jiang Qi's body stiffened.
Martial arts have always been the floor tiles in Xuan Xiu. As long as they are Xuan Xiu with the same level of cultivation, it is not difficult to kill martial arts masters of the same level like flying a kite. You can even pursue one hand without getting hurt.
but.
If there is a martial artist who has cultivated to the legendary state of seeing gods and being indestructible.
Then the offense and defense change shape!
Such a martial artist is the natural enemy of all Xuan Xiu!
Especially when Jiang Qi and Huo Qubing were so close.
For a martial artist who has cultivated the evil spirit of a military strategist and is convinced that God is indestructible, taking Jiang Qi's head would not be much more difficult than picking a leek.
The next moment, Jiang Qi's whole body pressure disappeared, and he heard Huo Qubing's voice in his ears.
"I didn't expect that you would be so weak now."
Huo Qubing was sitting on the sofa, lazily crossing his legs and looking at Jiang Qi with a nostalgic expression.
"Long time no see, Brother Jiang."
"As expected, one person playing two roles is your specialty. I asked you, how could a person like you accept an apprentice?"
Jiang Qi was stunned when he heard this. The amount of information in Huo Qubing's two sentences should not be too large.
What does long time no see mean?
What does it mean that one person plays two roles? Is it your specialty?
Huo Qubing understood Jiang Qi at the first sight.
The mysterious old and immortal Nuo Mian, and the modern direct disciples of Nuo Mian are all the same person, Jiang Qi.
And Huo Qubing seems to know me?
Jiang Qi's thoughts were swirling all the time.
"really."
When Huo Qubing saw Jiang Qi like this, he frowned, but relaxed at the next moment and said with a smile: "Come sit here, it seems we need to have a good talk."
Hearing this, Jiang Qi took two steps forward and sat opposite Huo Qubing. Only now did he have time to look at the young man in front of him who looked about the same age as himself.
Wearing a plain white robe, he had sharp sword-shaped eyebrows, his eyes seemed to be shining with sparks of fire, and his expression was filled with righteous pride.
When Jiang Qi was looking at Huo Qubing, Huo Qubing was also looking at Jiang Qi.
The two looked at each other for a long time, but no one said anything.
"you do not know me?"
Huo Qubing asked first.
"Knowing her, but in the history books."
Jiang Qi replied, then leaned forward slightly and asked, "Do you know me?"
"Very familiar."
Huo Qubing raised his eyebrows and said, "But now it seems that I am a stranger in your eyes?"
"It seems so."
Jiang Qi also relaxed a little. What happened to him during this period was already weird enough, and having another Huo Qubing who knew him was not something that was difficult to accept.
It's not time yet.
Huo Qubing said silently in his heart.
"Someone said something to me."
Huo Qubing smiled and said, "The separation is for a better reunion, but now it seems that that bastard has broken his promise."
Jiang Qi smiled bitterly when he heard this and said, "Although I still don't understand a little, you seem to be scolding me in front of me. Isn't it a bit too much?"
"You're an asshole to begin with."
Huo Qubing leaned closer, grabbed Jiang Qi's collar, and said viciously: "We promised that when I come back, you will get His Majesty drunk with me in Weiyang Palace, but after I come back, where will you be?"
"You broke your promise, Jiang Qubing!"
Jiang Qi was stunned for a moment, then slapped Huo Qubing's hand away and asked, "What did you call me?"
Huo Qubing frowned and said, "Jiang Qubing, what's wrong?"
"My name is Jiang Qi."
Jiang Qi replied like this.
Huo Qubing was stunned for a long time, and finally stared at Jiang Qi fiercely again, gritted his teeth and said: "You are indeed a fucking bastard!"
"I know Jiang Qubing."
Facing Huo Qubing's confused look, Jiang Qi said, "But that Jiang Qubing was a general who died in a battle to restore the land three hundred years ago."
When Huo Qubing heard this, his eyes flashed with thoughts, and he let go of Jiang Qi's collar.
After sitting back on the sofa, Huo Qubing said, "It seems you know more secrets than I do."
"Are you sure the Jiang Qubing you know is the same person as me?"
Jiang Qi asked the question he had always been curious about.
"I'm not blind."
Huo Qubing rolled his eyes indifferently and said, "You have changed a lot. You are so weak that it is embarrassing to say it. Your vitality has also changed a lot."
"But the Qi at the root of the soul has not changed. There is no way I can't recognize it."
"I'm pretty sure I am a modern person, an eighteen-year-old student. I have never even been to your cemetery. Why do you know me?"
Jiang Qi asked with a frown.
"This is a mystery you have to solve yourself."
Huo Qubing smiled unscrupulously and said, "I won't tell you anyway, and you won't believe me if I tell you."
"Then why did you come to me?"
Jiang Qi asked with black lines on his head.
"Originally, I wanted to see who was accepted as a disciple by that guy Jiang Qubing. He even..."
Huo Qubing paused here and then said, "But after seeing you, I knew you were doing your best thing again."
"Now, the purpose of coming to you has changed. It's very simple."
Huo Qubing smiled and spread his hands.
"As you can see, I am penniless now and I don't even have food money."
In a nutshell.
I, Huo Qubing, give money.
(End of chapter)
