Li Zhichang saw that Qiao Feng had almost twenty kilograms of sorghum, but his face was completely dissatisfied. He praised him for his natural physical strength. Even if he had never practiced with him like this, he was still very talented.

After drinking the last little wine, Li Zhichang sighed long: "Brother Qiao, I have something to tell you, but I don't know whether it's good or bad."

At this moment, a beggar with six pockets sewn on his body hurriedly walked to Qiao Feng. Qiao Feng looked at Li Zhichang and apologized. At this time, Li Zhichang could only sigh and said that God's will has been unpredictable since ancient times. He originally wanted to inform Qiao Feng of his life experience, but at this time, there must be something important to come in. However, according to his memory, it was obvious that people would not come until the afternoon, but this time it was a lot earlier.

Li Zhichang knew that because of himself, the direction of this world might have deviated, but this time it was difficult to understand why. Fortunately, he had black roses, so he could naturally protect Qiao Sanhuai and his wife before Xiao Yuanshan. Then he would do this to express his respect for Qiao Feng, a hero he deeply respected.

The beggar looked at Li Zhichang and was a little reluctant to say it. Qiao Feng said, "This young master Li is my good friend. If you have something to say, don't hesitate." Qiao Feng also knew that even if the two of them arrived downstairs, if they wanted to hear it with Li Zhichang's ears, they would definitely hear it clearly. Why bother hiding it? Just let the new friend watch the joke.

The beggar gritted his teeth and said, "The murong family's puppy hurt several brothers in my gang. Now the elders are all going, and they are about to take charge of the overall situation."

Qiao Feng slapped the table and shouted: "What I said before, Brother Ma's death may not be done by the Murong family in Gusu. This time we sat down with the other party and talked to see if there was any misunderstanding. Who gave you the courage to fight with others." This time, it showed the courage of the leader of the world's largest gang, and the beggar became nervous.

He knelt down and kowtowed, "Gangmaster, you have a lot of lords. But the people from the Murong family don't think so."

Qiao Feng snorted and said, "Get up and talk, and do things. If we are wrong, I will apologize to their Murong family in person, but if Brother Ma's death is really related to the Murong family, I, Qiao Feng, even if I sacrifice my life, I will seek justice from the Murong family. But you go against my words and have a conflict with the other party without authorization. The so-called 'rewards for merits, and punishment for mistakes', your Wuxi branch has reduced one bag of more than six bags, and you are not convinced."

The beggar said, "Since the gang leader has said it, I have nothing to say. Now I'll ask the gang leader to take charge of the overall situation."

Qiao Feng said: "Brother Li has something important to do today and can't be with him."

Li Zhichang sighed deeply: "Brother Qiao, I, are the most important things to be close to you. As for your identity and origin, you have nothing to do with us. I hope you can understand."

Qiao Feng didn't understand why Li Zhichang suddenly said this, but he bowed and said, "Brother Li, you and I got along with each other at first sight, it's not because of their identity."

Li Zhichang Youyou sighed: "I hope you can remember this sentence, I'm leaving."

What's wrong with the apricot forest? It's just a few old grievances of thirty years, and a few villains. If Qiao Feng's great hero has not experienced this, how can he know his true self?

Even if Li Zhichang knew the whole story, what's the use of following it? Could he still kill all the insiders for Qiao Feng? Li Zhichang felt that it would be better to know his own origin than Qiao Feng mercy on others for the rest of his life. From then on, he escaped from the burden of the leader of the Beggars' Sect.

Li Zhichang of Xingzilin will never go again. He is not going to watch the show when he goes. Li Zhichang left the restaurant, led the black rose, and walked among the crowded crowd.

Wuxi City is very prosperous, although it is a little worse than Suzhou, but it is also a bustling place in the world. Suddenly, a crowd of people surging ahead, and something extraordinary seemed to have happened.

I only heard someone happy and said, "It should be Li Puppet on stage."

When Li Zhichang heard the three words "Li Kuipai", he felt a sudden heart. Could this be one of the eight friends of Hangu. He practiced the Beiming Divine Art and was considered half a member of Xiaoyao. He didn't feel any disgusted with the disciples who were expelled from the sect by Su Xinghe.

At this time, he had an idea in his mind. Anyway, Wuyazi had to pass on his life's skills to others, so he could go up to Leigu Mountain to get Wuyazi's skills to gain his life's skills. He was also lazy to absorb other people's skills. He always said that "I will not offend others if I don't offend me." He was content with the situation. If he really wanted him to deliberately absorb other people's skills, even if he was a villain, he would not be too lazy to go. If he messed up his head, he would do it with his own way. In short, let it go and not force it. In fact, even if he thickened his internal strength for one or two, it would not be much for his current combat power. However, his internal strength was deep, and many strange martial arts were convenient to use. At least even if this Lingbo Weibu could not be as beautiful as the God of Luo, "as beautiful as the sun rises into the morning glow, and the spoon as green waves came out of the lotus", he should have the ability to step on the water.

At this time, someone next to him said, "This young master is coming to Wuxi for the first time."

Li Zhichang said: "The father-in-law has a good vision."

The old man said, "Young Master is lucky. Today, Li Puppet happened to be on stage."

Li Zhichang said: "This Li Puppet is so famous?"

The old man said, "It's not that we ordinary people have the final say whether they are famous or not. But Li Kuipai sings very well and there is a rule that if he doesn't like singing, even if you are a prince and a great man who spends a lot of money, he won't look at you at all. I used to hear that there are other wealthy families in Suzhou who want to invite him to a birthday party to sing, hehe, guess what."

Li Zhichang smiled faintly and said, "I guess it will be left alone in the end, right?"

The old man said in surprise: "Does the young master know about this?"

Li Zhichang replied: "I guessed it nonsense."

The old man wanted to talk to this interesting young man again, but Li Zhichang had long since walked there. The old man was very surprised. The young man was leading a horse, so why did he disappear from the crowd if he couldn't tell him.

Li Zhichang didn't know what skills he used, but he could find a seat under the stage. The people sitting under the stage were not ordinary people. When he saw a young man holding a horse and sitting in the chief, he kept wondering whether it was a big man from Bianliang.

Li Zhichang only saw a fancy actor singing on the stage, singing "Yingying Liuyao". After Li Kuailei, he played all the characters in the play alone. When Zhang Sheng played the lyrics, he was a handsome young actor, and when Cui Yingying played the lyrics, he was a young girl. His tone and expression were vivid, and the audience was fascinated by the audience, and he didn't dare to say anything. (To be continued)
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