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75; The art of binding, the filial piety of disciples(1/2)

Thoughtful cliff.

The cold wind blew.

The wind whistles,.

A white-bearded old man was covered in hunchback and lay on a huge rock with his big butt raised.

He looked pitifully at the cave.

"Why haven't this guy come yet?"

"I have worked hard for so many days, so I won't give up." "Hey, now the disciples of Huashan have no perseverance at all. How can I carry forward Huashan?"

"I'm really worried about the future of Huashan."

Feng Qingyang licked his lips, took out a ceramic piece from his arms, and stuck out his tongue and licked it.

There seemed to be the fragrance of strong wine remaining on it, which made him squint his eyes with pleasure.

On this mountain, it’s really not a life for humans.

Why is the origin of me?

Why not... go down the mountain now.

My identity is revealed, so Yue Buqun dares not look down on him.

Even if he dares to despise it.

Isn’t I still have an only son in the Sword Sect? He must be filial.

Yes, if you don’t come today, I will go down the mountain. You kid are young, have you been harmed by Yue Buqun, this dog, right?

Want to destroy the last one of our sword sects?

That’s right, I will go down and take a look and care about the younger disciples of the Sword Sect.

Seeing that he is safe... I live in seclusion again...

Feng Qingyang took out the ceramic piece again and was about to stick out his tongue to lick it. Suddenly his ears moved, his eyes lit up, and he stared at Shandao blankly. The expression was like a young wife who longed for her husband's return.

I saw a figure in white clothes on the mountain road, carrying a wine pot.

Come step by step.

Feng Qingyang actually felt like tears were filled with his eyes.

Li Bubai stood on the huge rock and looked at the cliffs from afar.

Watching the clouds roll and unfold.

It's dark.

He looks again.

The wind blew harder.

He is still watching.

Feng Qingyang licked the ceramic piece in a hurry, wishing he could kick Li Bubai down. When is the dog's thing going to go back and hold his senior sister to sleep? Don't you know that senior sister is waiting for you?

Look, look, you're just a fool.

How can Baiyun be as white as a woman?

How can a woman on the cliff be more perky?

Put down the wine jar and get out of here.

Perhaps, after hearing Feng Qingyang's heart, Li Bubai finally put down the wine jar and turned around and left.

Feng Qingyang was excited and was about to rush out when his eyes suddenly shone.

This kid let go, he let go.

This wine jar is intact.

moment.

A figure.,

The evil dog rushed over.

Pick.

Pull out the bottle plug.

Gurgle.

He raised his head and poured it.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Cool!!!"

Gurgle.

“It’s so delicious.”

Feng Qingyang hugged the wine jar and laughed.

suddenly.

Thump!!!

Feng Qingyang knelt.

Li Bubai was holding a rope in his hand, while Ning Zhongze was holding a stick in his hand.

Yue Buqun held the paper bag of sweat pills in both hands.

The three of them walked side by side.

Feng Qingyang was confused and felt only three figures approaching, two white and one black.

Grab the rope with one hand - is this Bai Wuchang?

A pair of hands grabs it - is this Black Impermanence?

Wait, why did that white person hold the wooden stick? Is it a soul-killing stick?

Bang.

Feng Qingyang slammed his head on the ground and fell into a completely coma.

"Sister sister knocks on her head, don't pretend."

"Senior brother sprinkles medicine. This old guy has a strong internal strength to avoid sneak attacks."

"Then, I tied up."

The two nodded with a serious expression.

There is an old senior hidden in the cliff of Huashan.

hiss.

Judging from this person's age, his skills must be profound.

It's too scary.

If it is not good for Mount Hua, wouldn’t it be difficult to guard against?

The two were frightened and looked serious.

Take action without mercy.

"Don't worry, senior sister is awake."

"Putting medicine for my brother, perfection, Xiao Cui from Yihongyuan... cough cough..."

The two walked forward.

Ning Zhongze's eyes were fierce and he thrust the stick.

Bang.

Li Bubai shook all over. Senior sister is too cruel.

Yue Buqun raised his hands and thorned.

Feng Qingyang's face was covered in gray.

"Junior brother, do it." "Tie it up, let me go back and prepare the iron hook for you now. Only by wearing the pipa bone can you feel at ease."

"It's better to just take a picture of Dantian, which is safer." Ning Zhongze said with a cold face and raised his eyebrows.

Raise the little white jade hand and start.

Li Bubai's face turned pale: "My Senior Sister Cao... Stop it quickly?"

Ning Zhongze turned his head, blushed, bit his lips, and his agile eyes drew a glance at Li Bubai: "Junior brother, talk nonsense again, be careful with your skin."

Li Bubai: "Senior sister, don't be careful about my skin. You can't do it. This is Uncle Feng."
To be continued...
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