Wuxia: You Can't Start Without Mrs. Guo!

"This young man, do we know each other?"

Zhen Zhibing was even more puzzled.

"Yes, I have known you for many years."

Qin Feng looked gloomy, shook his head and said:

"Forget it, I'm still too kind to let you say three words."

After saying that, Qin Feng stretched out his hand, and pulled out Zhen Zhibing's saber like lightning. With a pop, Sword Ray flashed, and the blade had already protruded from Zhen Zhibing's chest, and blood flowed from the tip of the sword exposed from behind. As noted.

"you.."

"why.."

"kill me..."

Zhen Zhibing didn't understand until his death, why the person he met for the first time would kill him, and he was still so merciless, not even telling himself his name, which made him go to hell, King Yama didn't know how to answer when asked.

With deep doubts and unwillingness, Zhen Zhibing fell to the cold ground.

The disciples in the whole town who made the report were frightened by this scene. They trembled, their pants were wet, and the saber in their hands fell to the ground with a thud, their faces full of panic:

"Don't kill me, don't kill me..."

"Do not worry."

Qin Feng's voice is gentle, with a smile like a spring breeze on his face.

But in the eyes of Quanzhen disciples, it looked like a devil's smile, and his legs softened and he knelt down directly.

The incomparably carefree Qin Feng waved his hand, thought for a while and said:

"Go, get me a jug of wine!"

In this situation and the situation, the merits and virtues are complete, it is really unreasonable not to drink some wine to celebrate.

. .

After calculating the time, the sign-in that will be refreshed every day will be able to be performed in a few hours.

The previous check-ins were all weird stuff.

A box of Sophie came out two days ago, super elastic and close-fitting.

Almost broke his defense.

This system is like women's friends. The things that are checked out are not for women, or men are for women.

But today, Qin Feng had a strong premonition.

Sign in this time, there will be a big one.

It's been dark for so long, it's time for Europe.

Moreover, killing Zhen Zhibing is a merit that is enough to become a saint immediately, how can luck explode once.

Therefore, Qin Feng decided to wait until the signing was completed before leaving.

After a while, the little Taoist went back and forth, with an extra jug of wine in his hand, and also brought a few appetizers very tactfully.

One by one was placed in front of Qin Feng, the little Taoist poured wine cautiously, then stepped aside, not daring to make a sound.

Qin Feng took a sip of the wine, took a sip of the food, and said helplessly:

"Ugh…"

"Wine is good wine, but this dish is not Ruyi Scepter."

Eating Huang Rong dishes every day on Peach Blossom Island really whets my appetite, and ordinary things are really tasteless.

"Hero, this is already the best dish in the church."

The little Taoist knelt down again, tears streaming down his face, and cried:

"This originally belonged to Head Teacher, but I stole it."

Qin Feng looked up, and the little Taoist immediately became afraid to make a sound.

"Have you ever learned the Quanzhen Sword Technique?"

Qin Feng was drinking on his own, and suddenly asked.

"Learned."

The little Taoist nodded honestly.

"Do you have any secrets?"

Qin Feng asked again.

"No."

The little Taoist shook his head in fear.

"Oh."

Qin Feng nodded, was silent for a while, and then said:

"Let's play a few tricks."

The little Taoist was overjoyed. When Qin Feng was silent, he thought he was going to be killed.

Now it's just a drill of Sword Technique, so naturally I dare not refuse.

Just about to pick up the saber that fell on the ground just now, there was a burst of angry voice from outside:

"Since you want to see the real Sword Technique, you might as well let Pindao show you one or two."

Before the words finished, Hao Datong, one of the Quanzhen Seven Sons, walked in.

Scanning around the waiting room, he saw Qiu Chuji's second disciple, the most outstanding among the three generations of disciples, and his nephew Zhen Zhibing, who was expected to become the chief of the three generations of disciples, was lying in a pool of blood very quietly with his eyes open, with the Quanzhen Sect implanted in his chest. saber.

Hao Datong's eyes were like lightning, he pulled out the saber in his hand, without making a move immediately, looked coldly at the handsome young man who was still sitting there pouring himself a drink, and asked:

"You did this?"

"good."

Qin Feng nodded noncommittally, shook his head and said regretfully:

"There are moths in your team, it's fine if you can't see them with poor eyesight."

"Now I kindly help you clean up the moths. If you don't thank me, just point your sword at me?"

"Should a good person be pointed at with a sword?!"

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