Senior, I’m very happy to see you! Xing Zhen smiled so hard, as if he had met his relatives.

The old man thought for a long time and suddenly said: It turned out to be you, he is the old man's eyes.

The little girl holding the pipa next to the old man had a better memory. She first recognized Xing Zhen and said loudly: Hello, brother.

Just live, just live. Xing Zhen repeated a sentence, which made the old man and the little girl confused.

The grandfather and grandson are old stories and young girls playing the pipa in the teahouse at the foot of Xianyin Mountain.

When they met four evil people including Yao Caihua outside the golden maple forest, in order to intimidate Xing Zhen, they lied that they killed the storyteller and the little girl holding the pipa.

Xing Zhen believed it and felt guilty all the time. Today, I was overjoyed to see the two of them living well.

Are you also going to Longduanzhou? Do you have any relatives there? Xing is really curious about why the elderly and the young travel long distances.

The old man nodded in agreement: he was looking for someone, but he didn't know if he could find it.

I will definitely find it. Xing Zhen cheered them up and then changed the question and said: I wonder if there is still a chance to listen to the storytelling of my seniors, it is really unforgettable.

The old man squeezed out an apology smile: The environment does not allow it, so you will have a chance after getting on the boat.

Big brother, how old are you? Are you married? The little girl holding a pipa asked curiously.

Xing Zhen replied: At the age of seventeen, he was about to be eighteen. He was not a boy, but a man. But he didn't marry a wife.

Big brother, do you have anything you like? I am a girl, and I know the girl’s spirit and asked: Will Senior Mengyi find it troublesome?

Hong Bai said: He dares?

When he stepped inside and outside the door, Hong Bai suddenly stopped and reminded: I went there early, Mengyi was impatient. Although he didn't dare to give up and let you suffer some trouble, it was not a good thing.

Sword energy has always been known for its sharpness, and it is powerful enough to sharpen internal strength. Without experiencing it, just thinking about it will not be a happy thing.

Xing Zhen dared not delay any delay, so he took a few bites casually and was only 80% full. He left in a hurry, fearing that Senior Mengyi would be anxious.

However, when I arrived at the martial arts room in the cabin, Mengyi’s first sentence was: Why did you come? What kind of style will you become slowly at a young age?

Xing Zhen is so ashamed that he was taught a lesson by his predecessors, out of being polite, he is not easy to argue. Moreover, he has to ask others for politeness first.

The most important thing is that Xing Zhen is worried that he will make Meng Yi angry. In the end, Xing Zhen is not the one who ends up suffering.

He smiled bitterly and stuttered a little: Senior has been waiting for a long time, I am a junior.

Meng Yi looked at the man in front of him and nodded: The internal strength is indeed unstable. Since Hong Bai has spoken, let’s fight quickly and decide quickly. There are still beauties below to see later. Don’t waste time here.

After saying that, the man's aura changed completely. All the anxiety instantly turned into sharpness, making Mengyi look like a stranger.

Xing Zhen is not pretentious, and the opening ceremony is completed: Senior, come on!

Xing Zhen, who was still staggering and almost fell down, was still a little doubtful about Mengyi's efforts.

Since you are trying to strengthen your internal strength, you will not procrastinate. You will not dodge or avoid it, and you will be frightened by the strong wind in your fists.

The sword energy was thirsty, and before Xing Zhen could reach the bone, dozens of blood troughs were broken into him.

If Xing Zhen has not heard of it, the True Self Fist will be released again. The Kaishan Style and the Zhenwu Fist will both have the momentum of advancing and not retreating.

The man with the sword grew a little bit, and his face gradually became clear like a knife. His eyes burst into sharp eyes.

He strode forward and used his fists to shake the sword energy. The room suddenly thumped and there were more than a thousand sounds in one breath.

Mengyi showed a little surprise and muttered in a low voice: Can you still persevere? Something is a trick!

Silently, the sword energy suddenly became stronger.

Xing Zhen felt much pressure increased, but his eyes became more and more determined.

The true boxing style and the Zhenhai style are released together, and internal force is constantly superimposed while bombarding the sword energy.

The man with swordsman made up his mind, since Meng Yi, who was on the other side, had to make a serious move. He would be rude to him even if he did not respond.

Xing Zhen seemed to have a difficult collision with the sword energy and was slightly weak, but in fact he did it intentionally. Just when he was three feet away from Mengyi, the fourteenth punch was delivered.

On the other hand, Meng Yi had a sneer on the corner of his mouth. The next moment, the man's figure was invisible and was wrapped in the sword energy that was as solid as it was.

The sword energy roared and roared, Xing Zhen's long-accumulated punch was instantly flooded by the torrent, and then the man with the sword flew backwards with the broken kite.
Chapter completed!