Feng Qingyang still doesn’t know what’s wrong?

I was plotted against it. The bastard kept going up the mountain, carrying a wine pot just to find me. Although I don’t know how Li Bubai discovered that he lived in seclusion on the Siguo Cliff, no matter how you discovered it, it would be wrong for you to drug me.

Feng Qingyang only felt a pain in the back of his head.

His face was full of confusion. Could it be that the back of his head hit the ground when he fell down?

At this moment, the door was pushed open with a creak. Then three figures walked in. The leader had a red lips and white teeth. What a beautiful young man. Just looking at this look was the style of a gentleman. It’s a pity that this boy’s behavior was strange and Feng Qingyang had already experienced it. He felt annoyed no matter how he looked at it.

I wish I could grab it, and I could kick it a few times on the ground to relieve my anger.

A woman next to her was dressed like snow, with long hair fluttering, holding a sharp sword, and was as serious as a proud snow-cold plum. She had such a cold temperament, so she must have disdained to plot against any conspiracy.

The other man was wearing a black robe, with a steady face and a righteous eyebrows, but he looked very handsome. In this way, Yue Buqun did not seem to be a conspiracy.

Feng Qingyang's eyes fell on Li Bubai again: It was you who did it.

"Oh, you old man is awake."

As soon as Li Bubai entered the door, he saw Feng Qingyang staring at him angrily. His heart skipped a beat, but his face was full of fierceness. He walked a few steps in front of him.

choke.

He pulled out the sword, pulled a sword flower, and headed straight for Feng Qingyang with a cold face: "Say, you old man sneaky, what do you want to do when you hide in my Huashan?"

"Did you have a bad intention to me, Huashan?"

"Or want to steal secrets?"

Li Bubai asked three questions in a row, his face turned cold, his sword fell on Feng Qingyang's shoulder, and his tone was revealed.

But I didn't expect it.

Feng Qingyang chuckled, curled his lips, and looked at Li Bubai with disdain: "Boy, take the sword away quickly, I will hit you a few less times later."

Ning Zhongze and Yue Buqun's hearts trembled.

Li Bubai also muttered in his heart, but his face became colder, and his long sword pressed his neck: "Oh, you old man, you dare to rely on your seniority. There is no such thing as striking the world. Believe it or not, I tremble my wrist and let you..."

Feng Qingyang was furious.

He glared at Li Bubai.

"Boy, do you know who I am?"

"Let the sword be put down quickly."

"Otherwise, I will see how I deal with you."

Li Bubai felt guilty. Did the old man see it? He gritted his teeth and asked, "Are you just an old man? Who else can you be? Tell me, is it a demon of the Demon Sect?"

You must suppress this old man, and then a misunderstanding will be formed. At that time, since it is a misunderstanding, you will have no chance to get angry if you want to get angry.

You can't make a fuss with me because of a misunderstanding?

Li Bubai muttered in his heart that he had already thought of a response strategy. Everything was pushed to misunderstandings, but I don’t know you Feng Qingyang, what’s wrong?

It’s a pity that Feng Qingyang had seen through Li Bubai’s inner self for a long time. This boy was pure and pure, but his heart was dark. Even the uncle dared to misunderstand, what kind of good bird could he be?

The demon sect is the demon.

If I were a demon of the Demon Sect, you would have been gone in Mount Hua long ago.

When Feng Qingyang heard this, he rolled his eyes in anger and wanted to kick him. If it weren't for being tied up, and the method of tied up was extremely...inconvenient.

The crack of my butt was so painful.

When I moved again, my chest seemed to be pinched by my hands.

If Feng Qingyang hadn't been the case, he would have jumped up and hit someone long ago.

I don’t know who I learned the technique, but this method of binding people is simply amazing.

Feng Qingyang rolled his eyes angrily, looking at Li Bubai with annoyance. He smiled disdainfully and mocked: "I eat more food than you eat. Li Bubai, I, Feng Qingyang, why don't you kneel down quickly."

Li Bubai's heart skipped a beat. Looking at Feng Qingyang's sarcastic look, he immediately knew that his little abacus was over. Although he didn't know how Feng Qingyang knew that he knew that Feng Qingyang's identity was Feng Qingyang, he would be beaten if he failed.

If Feng Qingyang's seniority hits her, her senior sister will definitely not be able to stop her.

It seems that it is impossible to push it to a misunderstanding.

I can only feel wronged.

Senior brother!!!

Li Bubai shivered and made a surprised expression. Since he had been overturned, he tried to make up for it. He looked at Feng Qingyang in surprise and confusion: "Feng Qingyang? Who is this? Senior brother, do we have such disciples in Huashan?"

Yue Buqun was watching the show next to him, trying to reduce his presence.

Unexpectedly, he heard Li Bubai's words, a crisis suddenly arose in his heart. But he had to answer these words. Thinking about it carefully, even if Mr. Feng's identity is nothing.

So Yue Buqun looked at Feng Qingyang in shock with surprise, rushed to the front of him a few steps, and knelt on the ground with a bang: "It turns out to be Uncle Feng, my disciple Yue Buqun pays homage to Uncle Feng, Wuwu, Uncle Feng, I miss you."

Ning Zhongze looked at it and looked "surprise" and said, "Uncle Master, I am Ningning. Why did you become like this? Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo w

Senior brother and sister knelt down and cried.

Full of longing and surprise on his face.

Li Bubai was stunned when he saw it.

These two people... are simply...

shameless.

It seems like I don't know.

Who did you learn from?

Looking at the expressions of the two of them with tears and excitement on their faces, let alone Feng Qingyang, even Li Bubai was a little moved.

Feng Qingyang's eyes were wet when he saw the performance of the two: "Good boy, you have suffered, you have suffered. Xiao Yueyue, Xiao Ningning, get up quickly. This period of time has really caused you to suffer."

He couldn't help feeling a little guilty that Huashan had undergone a major change, and the only master was himself. But he lived in seclusion in the back mountain and ignored Huashan. He handed over Noda's sect to three small people, and didn't know how big the three small people had to stabilize the sect and make Huashan's reputation even greater than before.

Thinking about it, it feels difficult and difficult.

At least you can't do it yourself.

Feng Qingyang felt guilty and joy and warmth of seeing his disciples. Although he was the descendant of the Sword Sect, Huashan is Huashan. The disciples of Qi Sect are also his descendants. Besides, there are only three disciples left in Huashan today, so what are the Qi Sect of Jiansen?

Feng Qingyang's eyes were wet, and he looked at Yue Buqun's silence, silently. The joy of meeting turned into tears, and thousands of words condensed in his throat, not knowing how to spit it out.

Just at this moment.

beside.

Li Bubai was full of ecstasy and shocked: "Uncle Feng, do I have any seniors in Huashan?"

"Senior brother, please untire your uncle."

“This is all a misunderstanding.”

Yue Buqun's eyes were rosy: "Yes, yes, loosening, loosening, all misunderstandings... Look at me, now they are tied up with uncle..."

Yue Buqun rolled up and climbed up, reached out and untied the rope.

I don’t know how he was doing, but I raised my fingers and loosened the ropes all over my body. This made Feng Qingyang, who was excited, stunned and asked casually: “Xiao Yueyue, you… are quite familiar.”

Yue Buqun: "That's right, the disciples who tied up ropes have practiced this skill for hundreds of times, and they have already become pure... pure... pure... pure..."

Yue Buqun raised his head blankly and looked at Feng Qingyang, but saw that Feng Qingyang's gaze was meaningful.

Yue Buqun's heart thumped, and he turned his head to look at Ning Zhongze. Ning Zhongze's eyes were blurred. He grabbed Feng Qingyang's hand and cried, not looking at him at all.

Yue Buqun thought it was not good, and turned his head again...

Li Bubai knelt on the ground, hugged Feng Qingyang's thigh and cried: "Uncle Master, it's not easy for senior brother. In order to take care of me and senior sister, senior brother actually abandoned his identity as a swordsman to learn craftsmanship, just to earn more money... Uncle Master, don't blame the senior brother for embarrassing Huashan, it's all my senior sister and I have no ability."

Ning Zhongze whimpered and nodded: "It's Ning Ning who is incompetent..."

Yue Buqun: ‘!!!’

He raised his head.

I just felt my head was a little heavy.
Chapter completed!