As the group of people walked talking and laughing, Leng Yu suddenly stopped and shouted to an old man with a sword in front of him:
"Crazy Sword, why are you here? Are you no longer practicing hard at Broken Sword Mountain?"
The old man has a childlike face with white hair and two long white eyebrows hanging down. He has a fairy-like attitude and is quite elegant.
The sword madman turned around and said, neither sad nor happy: "I'm just here to see the martial arts of the younger generation."
After saying that, he looked at Lu Feng with a burning gaze, as if Lu Feng's secret was hidden right under his nose.
"It's a good seedling."
As soon as he finished this sentence, his tone changed, "Young people, it is a good thing to have goals, but you must also act within your capabilities."
Lu Feng heard the hidden meaning in his words and told him not to interfere in martial arts matters.
"Thank you for reminding me, senior. I'm just eating royal food for my ministers. There are some things I have to do."
When the sword madman heard this, he shook his head and turned to leave.
"Master Lu is so courageous. Sword Madman is a top-notch master of the Sword Sect. No matter who he is, everyone in the world has to give him a bit of a thumbs-down. Master Lu is neither humble nor arrogant, which really impresses me."
Just say it properly and don't rub it. Lu Feng was so upset that he couldn't bear it anymore.
Not to mention that Lu Feng is just a Mahayana warrior, even if a grandmaster comes, he may not be able to stand Leng Yu's charming aura all over his body. If you are not careful, you will be eaten up by this cunning vixen.
"Master Leng Pavilion is so complimentary."
Miao Feng, who was on the side, watched the two people get closer and closer, and suddenly felt upset. She quietly stretched out her little hand and pinched the soft flesh of Lu Feng's waist hard.
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Lu Feng, who was a little confused and infatuated, grinned in pain and suddenly woke up.
"Mr. Lu, what's wrong with you? You seem to be in pain."
"Hahaha, I bit my tongue while I was talking. It's okay." Lu Feng said with a slight twitch in the corner of his mouth.
Miao Feng covered her mouth and snickered, but she didn't prevent Lu Feng from treating others the same way and pinched her butt. The snickering turned into a blush instantly, and I wanted to pinch it back.
But this time Lu Feng was already on guard. With a glance from the corner of his eye, he accurately grabbed Miao Feng's little hand, and there was nothing he could do no matter how hard she struggled.
"Let go." Miao Feng whispered viciously.
Lu Feng ignored her and continued to walk forward with Leng Yu.
The Qinglong Gang also came. The leader of the Mataima Gang had a good attitude when he saw Lu Feng. After a few polite words with him, Lu Feng left the Qinglong Gang area.
Each sect's power will have corresponding flags to indicate it. Lu Feng saw Sword Forging Villa in the distance at a glance.
"Why, Master Lu is interested in Zhujian Villa?" Leng Yu had sharp eyes and knew what Lu Feng was looking at.
"I have long heard that the craftsmanship of the Sword-making Villa is superb, on par with the imperial craftsmen in the capital. It is even rumored that it is even more skilled than the imperial craftsmen. I don't know whether it is true or not."
"I have a sword from the Sword Forging Villa, but unfortunately I didn't bring it with me in a hurry this time. The sword is a good sword, but I have never seen the finished product of the royal craftsman in the capital, so I can't compare it."
"Come on, let's go over and take a look."
After Lu Feng finished speaking, he took Miao Feng's hand and walked over first.
Su Qian said that the second half of Yin Yang Qian Kun Gong might be in Zhujian Villa, and Lu Feng had to find a way to find out the situation.
In the area of Zhujian Villa, there are many strong disciples warming up and preparing.
The most conspicuous among them are an old man and a young man.
The old man has thick eyebrows and big eyes, his hair and beard are black and white, and he is energetic. The muscles are knotted, and he doesn't look like someone to be trifled with.
The young woman is a woman, and her black hair is wrapped with a strip of blue cloth to prevent it from hanging down so as not to hinder physical work. In addition to being tall and slender, she is also more voluptuous. If other beauties are inferior to Liu Fufeng, then she is heroic and vigorous.
Unlike Miao Feng, the little female leopard, not only did she not wrap the big dumpling on her chest with a strip of cloth, but she wore a thin top without any care, letting it tighten the clothes on her chest.
Lu Feng was really worried that those two naughty white rabbits would pop out.
"He Lao, you are well." Leng Yu greeted the old man.
Then, she rushed towards the woman enthusiastically, hugged her slender neck with both hands, and rubbed her cheek affectionately against the other woman's rosy face.
"Sister Xuejiao, do you miss your sister?"
"Sister Leng, don't be like this, I'm so embarrassed." He Xuejiao blushed suddenly.
He speaks softly and moves gracefully and gracefully. He is completely different from the tomboy that Lu Feng first remembered.
Cute contrast.
Lu Feng could only think of this word.
The two people in front of me are He Yun, the owner of Zhujian Villa, and the other is his daughter, He Xuejiao.
He Yun has the most superb sword-making skills in the world. Anyone who can get a sword made by He Yun himself will be regarded as an honor by others.
"Cold Fairy, I'm going to say something ugly ahead of you, so don't mislead Xue Jiao." He Yun said angrily.
"He Lao, please don't slander me. Xue Jiao is pure and pure. It's too late for me to treat her as a sister and love her. How can I lead her to bad things."
"It better be this way."
Tianxiang Pavilion's reputation is not good outside, so He Yun should be more worried.
"Young man Lu Feng, I have met Mr. He." Lu Feng said as a salute.
"Lu Feng? Is he that high official who just came to Baima City? And he came to conquer the martial arts under the order of the empress?"
He Yun asked questions one after another, aggressively.
Lu Feng smiled calmly, "Mr. He really has a keen eye, but I am not here today as an inspector, but just as a civilian to watch this grand martial arts event."
"Yes, please don't accuse Mr. Lu unjustly."
From Mr. Lu to Mr. Lu, the title Leng Yu became very timely.
He Yun remained silent.
"He Lao's name is well-known in the capital. I often hear the forging craftsmen talking about He Lao in the capital. They all praise He Lao's forging skills as the best in the world."
"At first, the boy only heard about Mr. He's name and deeds. Now that he sees the real person, he feels quite excited."
As the saying goes, don't hit someone with a smiling face.
Lu Feng praised him so much that He Yun didn't take it easy to get angry with him.
Immediately afterwards, Lu Feng said again:
"I heard that Mr. He likes to collect strange and weird techniques in the world. I have a few books here. I wonder if Mr. He is interested?"
"Oh, you have one too?" He Yun was slightly surprised.
After a pause, he nodded, "You are from the capital, so it's not surprising that you have encountered some. Do you take it with you? Let me see."
Hearing this, Lu Feng knew that his move was successful.
"That's not true. I came to Baima City on official business and stayed in the capital. Mr. He is interested. I will send someone back to Beijing quickly to take a look."
Disappointment flashed in He Yun's eyes. Pondering strange and weird techniques was one of his great hobbies in life. It's like someone telling an alcoholic that he has a bottle of great wine that he wants to taste, but he doesn't bring it out.
"The boy has also admired He Lao's forging skills for a long time. I wonder if I will have the opportunity to observe it on the spot."
He Yun waved his hand and said with full of heroic spirit:
"Then when you get those few exercises, come to my Sword Forging Villa, and you will naturally have a chance to see them."
