Hu Tiehua's face was a little unnatural: "Who is going to be unlucky?"

Li Zhichang smiled faintly and said, "Brother Hu everyone thinks you are a cynical and reckless fool, but I don't think so. You know many things clearly and clearly, but you pretend to be confused when you understand them. Not only do I understand this, but Chu Xiangshuai also understands this."

Hu Tiehua sighed long and said, "I realized that you are not only hateful, but also cute."

Hu Tiehua certainly understood that if the secret book of Qingfeng Thirteen Styles was really stolen, the most unlucky one was not the Huashan Sect, but Chu Liuxiang.

Who else can steal the secrets of Qingfeng Thirteen Styles under the world? Who else but Chu Liuxiang is so brave to do this?

The Huashan Sect is no longer the defeated sect that Master Kumei independently supported many years ago, but is the most important sect among the seven major sects.

Jin Lingzhi may be able to make excuses with the power of Wanfu Wanshou Garden, but she dare not openly use the Qingfeng Thirteen Styles.

The Huashan Sect may even reach a settlement with Mrs. Jin, after all, both sides may turn this into a deal.

But the person who steals the secret book will definitely not end up well.

Hu Tiehua said: "If the Qingfeng Thirteenth Style is really stolen, it would never be done by an old bedbug."

Li Zhichang said: "You are his friend of life and death, so you will naturally believe him, but who else is willing to believe him besides you? Nowadays, who is more popular than Xiangshuai, and who is more powerful than Xiangshuai's martial arts."

Hu Tiehua was speechless for a moment. There must be those who are stronger than Chu Liuxiang's martial arts skills, but there must be no Chu Liuxiang's anyone who is looking for. There may be those who are looking for Chu Liuxiang's martial arts skills.

Such people's expectations are illusory, and they are probably able to eat in the world.

But when it comes to the hands of powerful people, the meaning is very different.

For example, if Chu Liuxiang's reputation plummeted or died, the Bat Master from Qianliu Village, Jintan, will become the unquestionable number one person in the martial arts world in the Central Plains, and will become a true leader in the next thirty years.

Some people care about this kind of power, and some people don’t care about it, but with such hope, it will inevitably be used.

So once you become Chu Liuxiang, you will be Chu Liuxiang for the rest of your life.

Unless he dies, unless he is not that Xiang Shuai, there will be no such trouble.

Hu Tiehua said: "You mean that the Jin Lingzhi can be the thirteenth style of Qingfeng, so it may have come to him."

Li Zhichang sighed and said, "It's not certain, but as long as this happens, it will definitely fall on Chu Liuxiang." Li Zhichang understood that this was not because of the protagonist's halo, but rather that Chu Liuxiang is really an alien compared to those martial arts families and famous sects.

He is still alive, but he has become a legend.

If he was like the Jellyfish Queen, Xue Yiren would have almost never left the house. But he was still active everywhere, so he would naturally be plotted against him.

The trees are fascinated by the forest. The wind will destroy them.

To help the strong and help the weak is the way of heaven.

Hu Tiehua said: "No, I have to go to Jin Lingzhi to ask clearly where she got the Qingfeng Thirteen Style."

Li Zhichang smiled lightly and said, "Even if you don't care about the background of Jin Lingzhi and catch her, do you Hu Tiehua and Hu Da Hero have the heart to move a little girl?"

Hu Tiehua's old face turned red and said, "You will do it for you then. I'll send you this beautiful man to you. I can't be more good to you."

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was a good idea. Li Zhichang was not like a Taoist priest who was pure and had no desires. This is what he said to kill two birds with one stone.

Li Zhichang walked forward with his hands behind his back and said lightly: "As for saying this, I have to thank Brother Hu for his kindness."

Hu Tiehua said: "Of course."

He just replied that Li Zhichang had already gone far again.

Jin Lingzhi went five or six miles and only heard a sound of flute.

Then he looked surprised and happy and left to the sound of the flute.

In an instant, I saw the back of a young man in green clothes on the bank of the river.

Jin Lingzhi couldn't help but say, "I miss you so much."

The boy turned around slowly, his sleeves fluttered. Not only did he look very cool, but he was also very handsome. He always had a smile on his face. He respectfully said: "I have met Miss Jin."

Jin Lingzhi said with a look of shame and anger: "Ding Feng, you are so brave, you dare to pretend to be him."

She was quick-witted and made a sword point, stabbing at the boy named Ding Feng.

The young man was not surprised when he saw Jin Lingzhi attacking.

Jin Lingzhi's move was extremely light. It was the thirteenth style of Qingfeng that blew the willows, but the anger filled the heart and inevitably left traces and lost the clarity of tranquility and nothingness.

The young man raised his index finger and middle finger and looked at the shadow of the finger. His two fingers tightly clamped the sword finger of Jin Lingzhi.

In fact, it was not that Jin Lingzhi was too ineffective, but that she had no weapons in her hand and the boy's move was very restrained by this move, which was suppressed in one fell swoop.

The Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng are well-known for a hundred years and are the most exquisite sword technique in the martial arts world. However, I didn’t expect that the young man’s moves could restrain it. If they were spread, it would probably be even more shocking than the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng that was stolen.

Jin Lingzhi snorted coldly and said, "Let go."

Ding Feng smiled casually and opened his fingers easily.

Jin Lingzhi said: "You are so brave, you actually dare to pretend to be him."

Ding Feng said: "I am here because the master ordered me, and the sound of the flute was indeed played by the master, but he has left now."

Jin Lingzhi said, "Since he is here, why don't you see me?"

Ding Feng smiled slightly and said, "Because the master wants to avoid someone now." He was originally tall and tall, with a fluttering shirt, and his smile on his face was even more gentle and friendly, which made people feel good when they saw him.

But when Jin Lingzhi saw him like this, she didn't like it very much.

She said, "Who will he avoid? To this day, who else can let him avoid it?"

Ding Feng said: "There are not many people like this, but there are indeed."

Jin Lingzhi said suspiciously: "Is it Chu Liuxiang?"

Ding Feng said proudly: "Chu Liuxiang is famous all over the world, and his martial arts are unfathomable, but it is not worth the master's doing this."

Jin Lingzhi said: "Is it Jellyfish Yin Ji or Xue Yiren? It's just that Jellyfish Yin Ji never leaves the Divine Water Palace. Xue Yiren probably has no time to care about it at this moment. Could it be that mysterious swordsman?" The mysterious swordsman was naturally a man in white.

Ding Feng shook his head and said, "Not even though the martial arts of these three people are almost unrivaled in the world today, the master has a way to deal with them. Only that master has not thought of a way to deal with him, so he has to avoid him now."

Jin Lingzhi said: "When did such a powerful person appear in the world? Why have I never heard of it?"

Ding Feng said: "Miss is wrong. You have not only heard of it, but also just seen it."

Jin Lingzhi couldn't believe it: "Is it that stinky hooligan?"

Of course, this stinky hooligan is not Hu Tiehua, just because although Hu Tiehua is powerful enough, she is far less than her sweetheart, who is Ding Feng's master, and she still has this little vision. (To be continued...)
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