Heavens: Be a New Man: Chapter 514 Huan Shi Shui Ge

He Xie bought night clothes in the city of Wuxi, ate Yi Xing Dan, and turned into Murong Bo, and then rushed to Taihu Lake, but he almost missed it, and this happened just now.

"You read it wrong." He Xie replied lightly in an old and hoarse voice, and immediately closed his eyes.

Bao Different and Feng Bo E looked at each other, and both saw the uncertainty in each other's eyes.

This voice is so familiar...

"You're an old man..." Feng Po yelled out in anger.

Unexpectedly, he only said three words, He Xie suddenly opened his eyes suddenly, and kicked him out with one kick!

The storm was too late to even react!

Pfft!

After two breaths, there was the sound of Feng Bo Ei falling into the water.

"Fourth Brother Feng!" Bao Different exclaimed anxiously.

wow.

As soon as he finished speaking, the storm and evil had already emerged from the water, and he swam to this side with a big laugh.

"I'm fine! Brother Bao, I'm fine! Hahaha..." The laughter was full of excitement.

"Okay! Good!" Bao different is also very excited, "It's okay! It's better if it's okay!"

He wanted to say something, but glanced at the boatman, but finally held back, just respectfully clasped He Xie and bowed deeply.

After the storm got on the boat, Bao Different let the boatman continue to sail. The two exchanged eye contact with each other, but they didn't say a word until the boat docked again.

After the three of them got ashore, Bao Different and Feng Bo Xie respectfully stood behind He Xie, and they didn't plan to speak until the boatman drove the boat away.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, He Xie suddenly jumped up, and when the two saw them, they disappeared in front of them.

"Old..." Feng Bo Xie and Bao Qiqi shouted anxiously, but they were afraid that the boatman would hear it. The two wanted to chase, but just looking at He Xie's speed, they knew that the chase was also a waste of time.

For a time, he could only look at the direction He Xie left, both shocked and puzzled.

"Is that the master?" Feng Po Ei asked with a hint of excitement and lowered his voice.

"I'm not sure!" Bao Different took a deep breath and said, "However, the voice, eyes, and body are all good, and they will move around again, almost nine times out of ten!"

"But the master hasn't..."

"Thirty years ago, the master died in a strange way!" Bao Different murmured, "He has a long-term plan and may have other difficulties. Fourth brother, you also know that the reputation of the master should not be so loud, and many safety The matter of fame on his head was not done by the young master. Nan Murong and Bei Qiaofeng did not know where to bring it up. All of this seems to be fueled by someone behind the scenes. If the master is not dead, then everything is there explained…"

"But, why doesn't the master want to see us?" Feng Pao said inexplicably.

The package is different and slowly shook his head.

"Go, go back first!"

At the same time, in Wuxi City, in the Songhe Tower, Duan Yu was fighting with someone.

The person who was drinking with him was in his thirties, with a very burly figure, wearing an old gray robe, slightly tattered, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a high nose and a wide mouth, and a square face with Chinese characters, quite weathered. , While looking forward, it is extremely powerful.

This person is Qiao Feng!

Of course, he was drinking at the moment, so the stereo wasn't on yet.

Since Duan Yu had not been in contact with Wang Yuyan until now, and naturally did not know Murong Fu, he naturally would not misunderstand that Qiao Feng was from Murong Fu.

It's just that Qiao Feng is still the same as the original plot, suspecting that this young master who is deliberately approaching him is likely to be Murong Fu's person, or even Murong Fu himself.

Previously, Qiao Feng proposed to drink ten bowls first. With Duan Yu's alcohol capacity, two bowls would not be enough.

But now he is also a little accomplished in martial arts. With his inner strength running, he barely drank six large bowls, and then there was a raging fire in his belly, his mind was chaotic, and he knew that if he drank the seventh bowl, it would not be in public. You can't be embarrassed.

However, Qiao Feng was full of heroic spirit before, like a generous person in Yan Zhao's lamentation song, which deeply affected Duan Yu. His mind became hot, and he said "good" when it came to Qiao Feng's proposal to serve ten bowls in a row. It's loud and transparent, and it's heartbreaking, how can you admit it at this time?

Immediately, he had an idea, and suddenly activated the internal power of the Six Meridians Divine Sword, and drained the wine from the little finger with the movement line of the Shao Zejian.

After a while, Duan Yu felt a lot more awake, and his heart was overjoyed, secretly claiming to be wonderful.

At the moment, he was also arrogant, picked up the seventh bowl of wine, and shouted cheerfully: "Go!"

All at once.

Qiao Feng saw that Duan Yu was originally drunk and hazy, but after a while, he became bright and could not help secretly wonder, and said with a smile, "Brother Tai's alcohol intake is not weak, it is really interesting."

He didn't talk much, and drank two more bowls in a row.

Duan Yu said with a smile: "My amount of alcohol varies from person to person. As the saying goes, there are only a thousand cups of wine when you meet a confidant. I don't think this big bowl is more than twenty cups, and a thousand cups must be filled with forty or fifty cups. The bowl is ready. Brother, I'm afraid you won't be able to drink fifty big bowls."

After talking, he even drank two bowls, still draining the wine with the Shao Ze sword.

Seeing Duan Yu being so forthright, Qiao Feng was overjoyed, and said loudly, "Very good, very good! When you meet a confidant with wine, you will have a thousand cups less, brother, today, we won't go home if we don't get drunk!"

"If you don't get drunk, you won't go home!" Duan Yu laughed, picked up a bowl and swept it away, it was more relaxed and unrestrained than drinking tea.

The two of you have a bowl, and I have a bowl. After a while, the two big jars of wine have reached the bottom.

With a wave of his hand, Qiao Feng ordered another four jars of wine.

The two of them gambled on wine, which immediately alerted the drinkers upstairs and downstairs in Songhe Tower. Even the cooks and cooks under the stove also went upstairs to watch around his table.

The two of them had a good time drinking~www.mtlnovel.com~ and chatting and laughing. Afterwards, every time they made a bowl, the onlookers applauded loudly, and it was very lively for a while.

Yanziwu, also Shishuige.

He Xie did not spend much effort to find here.

However, the martial arts classics in Shishui Pavilion disappointed him greatly.

There are few second-rate martial arts in the collection here, most of them are third-rate martial arts in martial arts, or even less popular martial arts.

He Xie flipped through a few books, most of which were vulgar and full of loopholes in martial arts.

He shook his head, this Murong Bo didn't say anything good for his son, no wonder Murong Fu was so bad in the later period.

It was a character on the east wall that attracted He Xie's attention. The handwriting was vigorous, powerful and majestic.

"Shun was born in the middle of the acres, and Fu said he was raised between the buildings... Therefore, when the heaven will send a great responsibility to the people of this country, they must first suffer their minds, work their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skin, empty their bodies, and make chaos. What he did, so he moved his heart and forbearance, once benefited from what he couldn't. People have been passing through, and then they can change... If you enter, you will not be able to help your family, and if you go out, you will be invincible to foreign patients, and the country will perish. Then you know that you are born in sorrow, and you die in peace and happiness. ."

He Xie looked at it thoughtfully, this word should be left by Murong Bo.

He can now understand that Murong Bo spared no effort to harass his son, but he really took great pains.

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