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Chapter 63: Smiling Proudly Again

In a flash of white light, Zheng Xie has arrived in the world of Xiaoao.

When he left last time, he was near Xinyang. When he came back this time, he was naturally here.

This place is less than four hundred miles away from Xiangyang. If you hurry up, you can reach it in half a day.

Last time, Liu Jing told him that the place where they stayed was in a courtyard with four entrances on the western outskirts of the city. The original owner was a member of the Communist Party of China named Liu. As for how it came into the hands of Ren Yingying, there is no need to say more.

"Excuse me, how can I get to Yuan Liu's house in the west of the city?" In an inn in the west of the city, Zheng Xie handed the waiter a piece of broken silver.

The waiter with a flattering smile on his face said with great enthusiasm: "Uncle, please walk this street all the way to the end, then turn west and reach the end of the third alley... However, Liu Yuanwai went back to his hometown in Shanxi to visit his family a few months ago, so you

I'm afraid it's not the right time."

"Thank you very much."

Zheng Xie got on his horse and was about to leave. In the inn, a middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper suddenly said: "Brother, we are going to Liu Mansion. It just so happens that we can drop by and go together."

Zheng Xie took a look at him. He was tall and dark-skinned. He had a humble smile on his square face and held two jars of Fenjiu in his hands. At first glance, he did look like a housekeeper, but there was something in his eyes.

The fleeting light made him wary, and he said, "Thank you, brother, for leading the way."

The person said: "Brother, you're welcome."

Zheng Xie led the horse and walked side by side with him. On the way, he said casually: "Little brother, from your accent, it seems that you are from Jiangbei. What do you want to see Yuan Liu for?"

"My surname is Xiang, sir." Zheng She didn't answer, but said with a half-smile.

The man's expression remained unchanged and he said, "Little brother, I recognize Lao Xiang."

Zheng Xie said: "I don't know who the King of Heaven is."

This person was naturally Xiang Wentian. He looked at Zheng She with his eyes like sharp swords and said, "I'm sorry for my ignorance, little brother, I'm very smart."

There was an air of danger in the words.

Zheng Xie seemed unaware and said: "Since you are the King of Heaven, how come you don't know about me?"

Xiang Wentian said: "My little brother's surname is Zheng."

Zheng Xie said: "Not bad."

Xiang Wentian said: "I have heard someone mention your name, but I don't know whether it is true or not."

Zheng Xie said: "You will know if it is true or false after you try it."

Xiang Wentian laughed and said, "That couldn't be better."

As he spoke, the two wine jars he was holding were thrown into the sky at the same time, and his hands were free to grab Zheng She's shoulders.

Zheng Xie shook his shoulders, and a force of energy flicked his palm away. At the same time, he formed a knife with his fingers and chopped off his wrist.

Xiang Wentian's expression remained unchanged, and he quickly changed his moves and used the move of the monument opener to attack him. This move was effective, and it was easy to open the monument and crack the stone.

Zheng Xie made a circle with his palm, pulled and pushed, and his move was brought back.

Xiang Wentian's face changed slightly, and he said: "Wudang Tai Chi." As he spoke, he kept moving his hands, and used moves similar to Shaolin's stunt of left and right piercing hands, attacking his ribs.

"It's just a superficial technique that relies on strength, but it's still far from Tai Chi."

Zheng Xie said in his mouth, and already pointed his swords together, and aimed at the seven large acupuncture points on his chest. This move was a sure-fire way to attack the enemy, and it was so fast that Xiang Wentian had to fight back to defend himself.

At this moment, Xiang Wentian used the Great Songyang Palm to suppress the opponent with force, breaking seven swords with one palm.

Zheng Xie praised: "Xiang Zuo's use of the Songyang Divine Palm is so wonderful that the Thirteen Taibao of Songshan may not be as subtle as Xiang Zuo."

Xiang Wentian said: "My move is called Xiao Songyang Palm. It only has one palm, which is far worse than those turtle eggs. Those turtle boys often pretend to be my name. I have to retaliate no matter what."

While talking, the two of them kept moving their hands, and in the blink of an eye they had made more than ten offensive and defensive moves.

The wine jar fell and the two of them stopped their hands at the same time.

Xiang Wentian grabbed both hands, lifted the wine jar in his hand again, laughed for a while, and said: "Xiang rarely convinces others, but he has to say yes to Brother Zheng. No wonder the leader had to wait for Brother Zheng to come back before he would counterattack Heimu.

Cliff."

"The title of Xiang Zuo Zhi Tian Wang is not a false claim." Zheng Xie said with a smile. From the beginning to the end, his left hand was holding the horse's rein, and he faced the enemy with only one hand, but he was not weak.

"It's okay to use the title of King of Heaven to scare others, but I must never say that." Xiang Wentian said.

After chatting and joking all the way, the two of them arrived at Liu's Mansion and entered through the west gate.

In the west chamber, Ren Woxing, Ren Yingying, Liu Jing and Qu Feiyan are all there.

"I heard Ambassador Xiang Zuo's laughter from far away, so I guessed that my husband's virtuous son-in-law has arrived." As soon as the two of them entered the door, Ren Woxing laughed.

Ren Yingying's cheeks turned red when she said this.

"Brother Zheng."

"Brother Zheng." Liu Jing and Qu Feiyan ran forward with faces full of joy, greeting him with greetings, and their lovesickness was palpable. If there were no outsiders present, the two women would have already crawled into his arms to seek warmth.

Zheng Xie touched the faces of the two girls and said, "We haven't seen each other for a few months. Jing'er has grown even more beautiful. Feifei has become a big girl."

The two women blushed and nodded, and Liu Jing said, "Mr. Ren is still here."

Zheng Xie chuckled and said, "Okay, let's talk about it tonight."

Both women's heads hung lower.

Zheng Xie stepped forward, cupped his fists and said, "Master Ren, Miss Ren, everything is fine with you two."

Ren Woxing said displeasedly: "You don't need to see outsiders, you and Yingying are not outsiders either."

Zheng Xie smiled and said, "I made a mistake."

Xiang Wentian interjected: "Why did the leader know that Brother Zheng was here as soon as he heard the laughter of his subordinates?"

Ren Woxing said: "Zuo Shi has a bold temperament and can make you laugh. Apart from meeting friends you like, what else can you do? I guessed that Zuo Shi would not be able to help but test him. Why?

So, the husband I picked for Yingying is quite decent."

Xiang Wentian smiled and said: "I admire brother Zheng's kung fu very much. As for the other things, you have to wait until you have a drink to know."

Zheng Xie said: "Although drinking is not Zheng's best skill, I will never disappoint Brother Xiang."

Xiang Wentian said: "Haha, let me see now. Brother Zheng is definitely a good match for the young lady. I wish the leader a good son-in-law. With Brother Zheng's help, the leader will be able to eradicate Dongfang Bubai and regain our religion."

These words reached Ren Woxing's heart, and he laughed endlessly and said: "Let some good wine and food be brought from the front yard to welcome the future deputy leader of our divine religion."

Xiang Wentian said: "Just prepare the dishes. I ordered several jars of fine Shanxi Fen wine from the manager of Fujulou, and they were just delivered today."

The banquet was very enjoyable. During the banquet, no one talked about the counterattack on Heimu Cliff.

After the banquet, Zheng Xie took Liu Jing and Qu Feiyan back to the guest room, where they had a very romantic night.

"Yingying, what do you think of Zheng She?" Ren Woxing called Ren Yingying to him and said slowly.

Ren Yingying said: "His martial arts is very good, not inferior to Uncle Xiang."

Ren Woxing said: "I know his skills very well. That's not what I'm asking. Do you like him?"

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