In fact, Tang Bohu didn't say anything, but Chen Jinyuan could also imagine that as soon as this boy entered Qiuxiang's room, he couldn't wait to start talking to Qiuxiang, but he didn't expect that Qiuxiang was still a little girl from Washington, and was seduced by this low-level person.
Being so frivolous, what benefits could Tang Bohu get? He would definitely be beaten up, but after being beaten like this, Qiuxiang was really cruel.
"Her name is Zhong Li'er, and she is my new disciple!" Chen Jinyuan said.
"Apprentice!?" Tang Bohu was stunned.
"Li'er, come and see your Uncle Tang. Your Uncle Tang is just uglier, not an evil ghost!" Chen Jinyuan patted Zhong Li'er's hair and looked at Tang Bohu with a teasing look. Tang Bohu heard this
Chen Jinyuan said he was ugly, and he immediately felt relieved. His face, which had been beaten out of shape, became more tangled and more hideous.
"Li'er has met Uncle Tang. There was a misunderstanding just now. I'm so offended!" Zhong Li'er just listened to the conversation between Chen Jinyuan and Tang Bohu and came back to his senses. The person in front of him didn't look like a ghost, but he didn't look like a ghost.
What kind of evil spirit? After hearing Chen Jinyuan's instructions, he took two steps forward and knelt in front of Tang Bohu to salute.
Tang Bohu was still a little angry in his heart, but when he saw Zhong Lier kneeling down for him, what else could he say? As an elder, if he cares about anything at this time, it would seem that he is not generous.
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"Little girl, get up, why did you spit on me just now?" Tang Bohu helped Zhong Li'er up. He was still a little bit worried about Zhong Li'er spitting on him just now. This little girl spoke like a little big man.
, he seems to be very polite, why would he spit on himself for no reason? Even if he hits himself with a feather duster, he should feel better.
"Well, grandpa told Li'er before that there is a story in Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio. A man met a ghost and spit on the ghost. As a result, the ghost turned into a sheep. Then he raised and cut it.
It was sold at the market. When Li'er saw Uncle Tang's majestic appearance just now, he thought Uncle Tang was an evil ghost, so he spit on you!" Zhong Li'er said.
"Uh, haha! You said that, Uncle Tang, I don't even dare to look in the mirror!" Tang Bohuqian laughed twice, but Chen Jinyuan on the side had already laughed so much that he couldn't stand up straight.
It turned out that all this was caused by his own appearance. Tang Bohu couldn't get angry with Zhong Li'er any more, so he reached out and touched Zhong Li'er's head, and said sincerely: "Li'er, Tang Bohu."
Uncle, I’ll give you a piece of advice: drink less water in the future!”
"Why?" Zhong Lier raised his head and looked at this scary-looking man with a bruised nose and swollen face.
"Drink less water, and there will be less saliva. If you pour a lot of saliva over it, Uncle Tang's face will be bruised. How can you wash your face?" Tang Bohu looked sad and turned to look at Chen Jinyuan, who was laughing so hard.
Suddenly the anger in his heart surged up again, "You're still laughing, it's all your fault, brat, for hurting me like this. You beast, give Sister Qiuxiang back to me!"
"Didn't Sister Qiuxiang already give it to you?" Chen Jinyuan wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.
"What I want is Qiuxiang who calls me husband, not Qiuxiang who calls me 9527!" Tang Bohu howled angrily.
"Then I have no choice!" Chen Jinyuan shrugged. Each ancient warrior can only be summoned once. It is impossible for two Qiuxiang to appear in the same time and space. There is already one Qiuxiang in the ancient martial arts space, and Chen Jinyuan is helpless.
"Isn't this great? You can also enjoy the process of chasing Qiuxiang and relive the feeling of falling in love. Anyway, I won't compete with you!"
"You have no credibility, I am blinded by being my brother!" After Chen Jinyuan, Tang Bohu had a deep understanding of what it means to harm a friend.
"Uncle Tang, please stop crying. Li'er is going to fetch water for you to wash your face!" Zhong Li'er saw Tang Bohu crying miserably, so he stepped forward and pulled Tang Bohu out.
"Li'er, Uncle Tang tells you, it's a pity that you have such a master. Otherwise, if you switch to Uncle Tang's sect, Uncle Tang will teach you the extremely powerful Tang Family Overlord Spear."
Listening to Tang Bohu's voice outside the door, Chen Jinyuan's face was covered with black lines. Being disturbed by Tang Bohu, Chen Jinyuan was no longer dozing off. He looked out the window and saw that the sun was almost starting to shine, so he simply put on his clothes and got up.
Practice early.
There is a small lake about 100 meters wide not far from Rongxiang Pavilion. Chen Jinyuan stood by the lake, holding the Qingfeng Sword in his hand, closing his eyes and recalling the Chinese Proud Jue that he had just inherited. He exhaled and inhaled, drawing his Qi
In the meantime, the hesitation at the bottom of the lake also surfaced. As Chen Jinyuan's Qi breathed out the lake water, the leaves on the old trees planted by the lake trembled with every breath of Chen Jinyuan.
At this moment, Chen Jinyuan seemed to be integrated with this virgin land. If someone passed by and didn't see his figure, they would just think that he was the air, a leaf, or a fish swimming in the lake.
Suddenly, Chen Jinyuan's eyes opened, and a ray of light bloomed in the dark night. There seemed to be countless figures in his eyes performing a set of profound sword techniques.
"Keng!" Qingfeng Sword made a clear sound, breaking the silence of the night sky, sending a ripple in the space, and the tip of the sword bloomed with a sword light more than ten feet long, shining in the night, and the lake in the lake
The swimming fish seemed to sense the approaching danger, and immediately dispersed and disappeared into the bottom of the pond.
"Dongfang Haoran!"
Chen Jinyuan flipped his scarf, and a long sword danced around in his hand. His figure was erratic, and several swipes of awe-inspiring sword energy came out of the sword, colliding together in mid-air, exploding with a bang, and blooming in the night sky.
A colorful firework was so beautiful that the whole space was shaken by it.
"The dragon spans thousands of mountains!"
Pointing the pen of the long sword, huge sword energy surged out from the tip of the sword, turning into a sword energy divine dragon more than ten feet long. It leaped for a moment with its teeth and claws open, and crashed into the hundred-meter-wide lake.
"Ouch!~"
There was a faint roar of a dragon, and huge waves tens of meters high were set off on the lake surface. The entire Jingshui Lake seemed to have been turned over. The waves were surging, and the lake water fell. The water level dropped by more than two meters.
On the roadside, all kinds of fish were covered with a thick layer like rain.
"Wow, Master is so amazing!"
Chen Jinyuan was about to finish practicing this set of swordsmanship when he heard Zhong Li'er's voice from behind. Chen Jinyuan quickly collected his energy and turned around, only to see Zhong Li'er and Tang Bohu walking towards him.
♀The power of top-level swordsmanship is indeed extraordinary. Chen Jinyuan had such power just now before he used all his strength. Although he only practiced two moves, the power of these two moves, Chinese Aojue has far surpassed the advanced swordsmanship.
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