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Chapter 65 Feng Qingyang: I understand!

Feng Qing raised his hand and grabbed his beard, but forgot to stroke it for a moment.

The Dugu Nine Swords is said to be a martial arts move that will break the world, but there is no way to crack this move!

He has lived for most of his life, and there is really nothing he can do about this kind of unreasonable and unbeatable woman.

Looking at Dongfang Bubai, that cool and handsome face, even with a cold face, was full of a strange charm.

The most beautiful woman in the world, she deserves her reputation!

He turned around and glanced at Linghu Chong, who looked helpless next to him. He was also handsome and elegant.

Inexplicably, a strange thought came to Feng Qingyang's mind.

Women, even if they are the best in the world, will be blind once they fall into emotional entanglements.

The most important thing is that the person in front of me is Dongfang Bubai.

If you can't defeat it, you can save the country by taking a curveball.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingyang grabbed the beard's hand, moved it, and sighed: "I wonder who in the world of martial arts is confident of catching the Dongfang Cult Master's sword?"

"If the leader of the Eastern Cult is angry, why not try another method, for example, wouldn't it be better to let Linghu Chong, a disciple of the Huashan Sect, sit in front of the horse and behind the horse, waiting for orders?"

Feng Qingyang knew very well that if a woman is beautiful and a man is handsome, if they get along for a long time, even if they have vague feelings, they will definitely not fight each other anymore.

When the time comes, remind Linghu Chong that even if he fails, he can still save his life and the face of the Huashan Sect.

Hearing Feng Qingyang's words, before Dongfang Bubai opened his mouth, Linghu Chong at the side suddenly widened his eyes and said: "Senior is actually my elder from Huashan. I, my junior Linghu Chong, pay my respects to my senior!"

"Senior, there is no need to be like this. Life and death are determined by destiny, and wealth is in heaven. I, Linghu Chong, will never be greedy for life and afraid of death, and humiliate the lintel of my Huashan family!"

"Dongfang Bubai, it was you who saved my life back then, now I can take it back. You and I owe nothing to each other!"

Linghu Chong's words were upright and upright.

There is also a free and unrestrained demeanor that does not haunt the heart.

If another woman were here, I am afraid she would have been attracted by Linghu Chong's bold, unrestrained, cheerful and open-minded mentality.

Especially Linghu Chong's appearance is the best choice.

Feng Qingyang's brows moved slightly as he heard the meaning of Linghu Chong's words. Dongfang Bubai in front of him unexpectedly saved Linghu Chong.

This farce on the cliff is probably even more likely to be unprovoked.

"Is it really this kid who attracted Dongfang Bubai?"

Feng Qingyang felt like she could see through a mystery and see her true face.

It was naturally impossible for Dongfang Qing to kill Linghu Chong. After all, he had a destiny of heaven and was closely related to his future.

But he couldn't show it too obviously.

After thinking for a moment, Dongfang Qing frowned and made an excuse at random: "The daughter of Beixia, who serves the country and the people, once missed her loved ones here. I will never kill anyone here!"

"That's alright, just as you said, Feng Qingyang, but I don't need him to be in charge, he only needs to be responsible for my food and drinks here!"

Dongfang Qing naturally spoke nonsense. On the one hand, he had to complete the task, and on the other hand, he also had to train Linghu Chong. He could not let Linghu Chong become his enemy and could only find excuses at random.

People who have a destiny of heaven and earth are destined to be people of great luck.

And he, as a villain, is just a tool. Once the general trend of heaven reaches a certain level, he will be useless as a villain.

If there is really a script kill, maybe he can actually get a lunch box!

Isn't the biggest way to survive, is to resolve the hostility of the original enemy?

Just like Ren Tianxing, Ren Yingying, Xiang Wentian and the others.

"But!" Dongfang Qing changed his words, looked at Feng Qingyang and said: "I have said what I said and there is no way to change it. He will definitely take my sword!"

The task still needs to be done, and it must be pushed through.

"This matter cannot be changed. I can give you a chance!"

"Seven days later, I will only throw out one sword. Don't let it be said that I bully you. I will only use one force to catch this sword. If I can catch it, I will live. If I can't catch it, I will die. I won't even look at it twice!"

"

Dongfang Qing's voice was as cold as ever, making it impossible to hear any unnecessary emotions, let alone guess his true inner thoughts.

"Huh..." Feng Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, and said: "This is natural. The leader of Dongfang Cult has said that he should end it. Then let Linghu Chong take your sword seven days later, just for today.

Make amends for what happened!"

"If he dies, he can only be blamed for his poor academic skills!"

After Feng Qingyang finished speaking, he winked at Linghu Chong and pulled Linghu Chong back to the cave.

As I walked, I was glad that once I succeeded, even though it was extremely powerful, it was still alive.

Moreover, there are still seven days left. If he can learn the powerful sword moves in his hand, he will have a greater chance of survival.

If Linghu Chong were to take the road and be more attentive to Dongfang Bubai in the past seven days, he might not even need to be injured.

Seeing an old man and a young man walking into the cave, Dongfang Qing smiled slightly in his heart. The situation has been laid out, just waiting for you Feng Qingyang to jump inside.

Although it is a bit excessive to rely on the best master in the world to make trouble unreasonably, it is not in vain.

"It seems that Feng Qingyang values ​​this boy very much. Is it because his temperament is very consistent with Dugu Nine Swords?"

Shaking his head, Dongfang Qing couldn't figure it out. He raised his hand to pick up the wine bottle and sipped the wine in small sips.

In fact, this wine is not bad at all. Compared with modern alcoholic drinks, it is much more mellow, the alcohol content is not high, and it is not overpowering.

It's completely equivalent to an ancient drink.

While drinking, he tore open the oil paper bag and tore off a chicken leg, which Dongfang Qing ate in small bites.

In this isolated mountain, there is wine and meat, but it has a unique flavor.

In the cave, Linghu Chong and Feng Qingyang stood opposite each other.

"Thank you Uncle Feng Taishi for your help in finding a chance for me!" Linghu Chong looked respectful and continued: "Actually, he saved my life, so there is no harm in giving it back to him!"

"Boy, what are you talking about?" Feng Qingyang glared at Linghu Chong and said, "If I, Feng Qingyang, let my descendants be killed, others would think that I was afraid of him, Dongfang Bubai.

!”

"Don't mention this matter again! You must seize these seven days to practice a powerful sword technique!"

"Otherwise, I'm afraid I will really be killed by Dongfang Bubai, and my old face will be really disgraced in the future!"

Hearing Feng Qingyang's words, Linghu Chong looked embarrassed.

Indeed, he did not expect this. The leader of the Demon Cult entered Huashan and killed the disciples of Huashan in front of Uncle Feng Tai. This was indeed an extremely shameful thing.

If word spreads, I am afraid that the entire martial arts world will look down on the Huashan Sect.

It has nothing to do with life or death, but it has to do with the face of the sect and the face of the older generation.

This is just like when Dongfang Bubai avenged his relatives in Heyang Town. Those people would rather commit suicide than be killed by others within the sect.

Feng Qingyang was even more majestic throughout his life. The top ten elders of the Demon Sect at that time did not cause any trouble.

How could someone kill a Huashan disciple in front of him just because of a meal?

Isn’t this a slap in the face to his Feng Qingyang!

"However, you don't need to be nervous." Feng Qingyang stroked his beard and said as if he was sure of victory: "Tell me how you met Dongfang Bubai, and I'll take a look at the details!"

Linghu Chong: "???"

I thought you would teach me a set of powerful swordsmanship, but why did you end up talking about the process of getting to know Dongfang Bubai?

However, after all, he was a senior expert, so Linghu Chong did not dare to neglect and tell him what he had experienced in the past.

"Oh! You said that when you returned to Yanlou, he forced you to fight with others, but in fact he helped you get rid of Tian Boguang's entanglement?"

"And he went out of his way to save your life afterwards?"

"So, Dongfang Bubai came here this time, I'm afraid it's not for no reason!"

Feng Qingyang stroked his beard, as if he had seen through the essence of the whole matter.

He looked up and down Linghu Chong's body, nodded slightly and said, "What do you think of Dongfang Bubai?"

Linghu Chong was slightly stunned, and after a moment of silence, he still said truthfully: "She looks like a fairy. I have never seen such a beautiful person."

"Even men's clothing can't conceal that youthful and peerless charm."

“The character is still uncertain!”

"But I don't feel like a bad person. The way I was angry just now was similar to the way my little junior sister made trouble without reason!"

"This should be a temperament that all girls have!"

"However, I can feel that he is lonely!"

"It's as cold as an iceberg!"

"You can see it quite clearly!" Feng Qingyang nodded and said, "Do you like it?"

"Snapped!"
Chapter completed!
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