Chapter 21 Xiaoyao inheritance

Author: Shangliu

Chapter 21 Xiaoyao inheritance

Duan Yu shouted several times in a row, and Long Peng opened his eyes impatiently, "What are you shouting for? I wonder if I'm here to practice?"

"Well, you are..."

Seeing the strange postures of the three of them, Long Peng was stunned for a moment, and thought to himself, "This is the "Beiming Divine Art"? But haven't I already destroyed it?"

Seeing Zhong Ling's painful expression, Duan Yu was at a loss for words and said anxiously, "Young Master Lin, help us separate quickly."

"Don't rush."

Long Peng responded, stepped forward to observe, and when he stretched out his fingers to seal Duan Yu's acupoint, he found that the zhenqi attached to his fingertips had been sucked by him before it could seal Duan Yu's acupoint.

"This... is difficult... to separate you rashly. I'm afraid Mr. Duan's true energy will counterattack and damage your meridians."

Long Peng frowned, "Which of you has a silver needle?"

"I'm not afraid, Long Peng, hurry up and do it!!"

Mu Wanqing shouted anxiously that if she delayed for a while longer, her inner strength would be sucked dry.

"Well... okay, let it be your fate. It depends on your luck."

Arriving behind Duan Yu.

Long Peng stretched out his hands and grabbed his shoulders. There was a sound of "pop--" and the two of them pressed their palms together.

"You still want to absorb my inner strength? You're so greedy, be careful."

Long Peng's zhenqi in his Dantian meridians had already reached the limit, so he naturally had no intention of absorbing power. However, when he saw his palms turning outwards neatly, his body leaned forward, and he pushed Duan Yu to the ground.

"Huh...huh..."

Duan Yu stood up in shock, breathing heavily, "Thank you, Young Master Lin, for saving me."

"Don't thank me in a hurry, I'll ask first..."

"Young Master Lin, wait a moment."

Duan Yu slightly cupped his hands and quickly ran to the exhausted Zhong Ling, "How are you, Sister Ling? You're fine."

"Duan...Brother Duan, I'm fine, I'm just a little tired. How are you?"

"I……"

Duan Yu was stunned for a moment, then rubbed his stomach and said, "I just feel that my stomach is more bloated than the previous two days, but there's nothing else."

"By the way, Miss Mu, how are you?"

Mu Wanqing's face couldn't be seen because she was covered with a veil, but she was sitting on her knees on the ground, panting violently, looking weak and exhausted.

"Well..."

Mu Wanqing managed to stand up, shook off Duan Yu's hand that wanted to support her, and tried to move closer to the burning bonfire, but she fell to the ground before taking a few steps.

"This... Young Master Lin, come and see what happened to Miss Mu. Is she... not... dead?"

Duan Yu was startled, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"Don't worry, people who practice martial arts are not that fragile."

Long Peng shook his head, stretched out his hand to touch Mu Wanqing's pulse gate, made a brief diagnosis, and said, "Miss Mu just got caught in the rain and fought with that girl Zhong Ling. She broke out in hot sweat. The cold and heat were so intense that her body couldn't bear it.

The cold air entered her body and became infected with the wind-chill. In addition, you took away her inner strength, causing her to faint from strength loss. After she had rested, she would naturally wake up."

"Look, that girl Zhong Ling has fallen asleep now, too."

Duan Yu looked over after hearing this and saw that she had fallen asleep, and finally felt relieved.

"Mr. Lin, you are truly a noble person of Xiaosheng. Please accept Xiaosheng's respect."

"Farewell, I can't bear it."

Long Peng stretched out his hand to support him and asked, "I just want to ask, where did you learn the "Beiming Divine Art"? Wuliang Mountain?"

"This... how do you know, Young Master Lin? But the original name of this martial art is "Beiming Divine Skill", which is very impressive. There is a fish in the North Ming, and its name is Kun. Kun is so big that I don't know how many thousands of miles it is..."

"Okay, I'm not here to listen to your" Xiaoyaoyou "."

Long Peng reached out and interrupted, and asked, "I just want to know how you learned it."

"This niche could not be said, but since you asked Lin Shaoxia, you had to tell me."

"At that time, the" Beiming Divine Gong "was torn into a bunch of fragments. The niche spelling those fragments and getting this martial arts, but a lot of fragments could not be found, and what I practiced was not complete.

. ""

"In other words, Lin Shaoxia, since you know where this martial arts is, presumably a disciple of Xiaoyao School?"

Long Pengfeng's eyes slightly, "If I am a disciple, how about Duan Gongzi."

Duan Yu took out a scroll from his arms and handed it over, his face was sincere.

"The fairy sister in that hole wanted to kill the disciples of Xiaoyao, but the niche felt that Lin Shaoxia was a good person, and now ...

Long Peng froze slightly, took the scroll of "Lingbo Micro Step" at the moment, and as soon as it opened, I saw a piece of broken cloth rolling inside.

"I don't want things."

Long Peng returned the scroll, Duan Yu was surprised, "Lin Shaoxia was true."

"really."

"Great, serious, the niche actually regrets the scroll of the fairy sister to Lin Shaoxia."

"You are really."

Duan Yu touched his ears embarrassedly, looking at the Dragon Peng suddenly froze, just felt a little familiar, and shook the god.

"This ... Lin Gongzi, the niche suddenly found that you were a bit similar to your fairy sister, especially the eyes, which is exactly the same. No wonder I always think you are kind."

Looking at Xing Xing and holding his sleeves, Long Peng retreated slightly, pushing his hand away.

One man showed a idiot -like expression on another, it was scary.

"Duan Gongzi, let's keep some distance in the future."

"Why?"

"Don't ask, don't blame me to pull the sword again."

Long Peng shivered and retreated to the bonfire. His eyes thought about it, and when he was thinking, he heard that the female doll made a cry.

"Isn't it hungry again, isn't it just fed it?"

"Let me see."

Duan Yu came up and picked up the female doll for a while.

Long Peng was slightly surprised, and laughed, "Duan Gongzi, I didn't expect you to have this talent in this area."

"I heard the child crying, but I didn't have time to ignore it. I guess the baby just fell asleep and was awakened by the fighting girl's fighting, so I made trouble."

"It is reasonable, and the grandfather is also a good player in the back of the son."

"Lin Shaoxia, don't tease the niche."

Duan Yu waved his hand and asked slightly, "That, I don't know when the Lingmei can wake up?"

"Rather than letting them wake up to fight, it is better to sleep, let me be pure."

"Mainly, the niche was worried that they frozen and broken their bodies, after all, wearing wet clothes."

Long Peng heard the words, and glanced at Duan Yu, "You can speak, and it is euphemistic enough."

"Where, where, Lin Shaoxia has won the prize."

Long Peng shook his head, reached out to hold the clock, the two of them lifted up, and then operated the internal force to drive the cold for the two, dried clothes.

halfway.

Mu Wanqing also woke up, and saw that Long Peng was confused for a while, and before she was sober, she was fainted by Long Peng.

"This ... Lin Shaoxia, are you too strong? I watched the wooden girl seemed to be swollen."

"You read it wrong."
Chapter completed!