Chapter 158 There is a plan within the plan and Wuhen was caught [asking for monthly votes]

Seeing that he didn't respond.

I said again: "Master, what do you mean, I can practice it in half an hour?"

The old man scratched his head, looked at me, hurriedly came over and put his hand on my forehead...

Then he murmured to himself: "You have strange bones, extraordinary talents, and spiritual power surges like water from thousands of springs. Strange, you are really not a fool, why are you talking nonsense?"

I, I...

"Have you had some snacks just now?" the old man asked suddenly.

I hurriedly said: "I haven't eaten this before, and I don't know that I want to come to practice, but master doesn't have to worry about me."

The old man glanced at me again, as if looking at a fool: "I'm just afraid that if you eat too much, it will affect your practice."

I...

Sansan smiled: "Master, why do you keep looking at me like this? Do you also see that my disciple has a face that is endowed with talent and national beauty?"

The corner of the old man's mouth twitched a few times, and he nodded with satisfaction and said: "My disciple's face is definitely enough to get around in the world. It just depends on whether his real skills are thick-skinned."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly pushed a palm towards me.

I was so shocked that I suddenly jumped into the air and swept backward.

Just as he was about to land on the ground, he saw the old man swooping in the air.

I felt relieved. It turned out that the old man wanted to test my skills, but he would still come to save me...

I just heard a "click" and I landed firmly on the ground...

I opened my mouth, but it was so painful that I didn't scream for a long time.

"Ah, Master, you are trying to get rich and kill yourself." The pain in my back told me that I am not dead yet, but I am about to be pissed to death by this old man.

"Haha, today, I will teach you the first kung fu as a teacher. Don't trust anyone." The old man clapped his hands, his beard trembling with joy.

"Pay attention, master's second move is coming soon." Before I could get up from the ground, the old man said again.

"No, no, my back hurts. I'm afraid the bones are broken." I fell to the ground and made a fool of myself.

The old man touched his beard and stared at me with his two small eyes, like an old wolf in the dark.

I panicked, thinking that this old man might really make a move, so I hurriedly got up.

Sure enough, the old man suddenly concentrated all his internal energy in the palm of his hand, and in the blink of an eye he launched dozens of moves, attacking me like a violent storm.

I screamed and scurried around, not knowing how to deal with it.

"What are you doing like a headless fly? Why don't you quickly gather your spiritual power and fight!" The old man suddenly spoke plausibly.

Feeling the old man's moves coming towards me, I knew it was too late to hide, so I could only bite the bullet and gather my energy... Suddenly, the spiritual power in my body surged in like a tide, heading straight towards the opponent...

For a moment, the moves of both sides were like two long dragons fighting each other, sparks and flints, incompatible with each other.

It was the first time I saw myself so powerful. I was so excited that I almost jumped up...

Maybe it's because of 'thoughts arise from the heart'. The spiritual power that was like a long dragon just turned into intermittent and no fighting power in the blink of an eye...

Hearing his own scream of "ah", he fell to the ground.

Immediately, her bun was blown away, and her face was covered with dust.

"Hahaha, you are not practicing martial arts here. You look like you have been in the desert and endured drought for ten days and ten nights." Seeing my unkempt face, the old man rolled with laughter.

I was so angry that my liver ached, and I muttered and refused to get up.

"Your spiritual power is said to be the best in the world. Absolutely no one dares to refute it. But can you be more careful? How can you be distracted during a fight and focus on what is in front of you?" At this time, the old man changed from his usual crazy and crazy attitude.

, is the posture of a true master.

I nodded with inexplicable trust.

I don’t know how long I have been practicing, but I just feel that my body’s spiritual power is condensed into the form and can be released without any hindrance...

"Old man, I've had enough practice today." Xi Ye suddenly walked over.

"Husband, why are you here?" I flashed and landed next to him.

Xiye hugged the girl's slender waist lovingly and said softly: "Tired?"

I shook my head, then nodded and said, "I'm indeed tired, but look at me."

"Well, it comes and goes like a swallow, not bad." He smiled.

After hearing this, the old man raised his head proudly: "Of course, we don't want to see who the master is?"

"It's just that Madam's French style and her face... it looks like she was just pulled out of a hole in the ground. Looking at the girl's hair scattered around her waist and her face covered with dust, Xi Ye couldn't help but laugh out loud.

While we were joking, we saw the guard guy suddenly walking over.

"Master, madam."

Xiye's expression changed slightly: "What's the matter?"

The guard boy looked at the old man and hesitated to speak.

When the old man saw this, he became excited.

"You brat, you don't even want to tell me your secrets."

"I don't care, I have to listen."

I frowned and glared at the old man: "Just listen and don't talk about it anywhere. If you tell the secret, you will be beheaded."

"I won't tell my disciple's secrets. I'll just listen." The old man sat obediently.

I nodded to the guard.

The guard boy took out a roll of something in his hand, which was wrapped in red silk.

"This?" I looked at everyone inexplicably and opened the silk cloth above.

"Stop, stop, stop, it smells like blood," the old man growled and trotted over.

I secretly thought, it is obviously a grand herbal smell, could it be disguised by the medicinal smell?

"Don't move, God." Xi Ye suddenly took out the dagger from his waist and picked off the layers of cloth on it.

What appeared in front of me turned out to be a finger...

"Master, there is a letter." The guard hurriedly opened it.

The font in the letter is crooked, and it seems that the person who wrote the letter did it deliberately: "Wuhen, Yang DaDa is in my hands. If I want him to survive, I need Yang Baitian to come in person. If you are the one, don't disturb me."

"Why don't you say anything? Read it to me quickly. What are you writing about?" Seeing everyone's worried and melancholy faces, the old man asked anxiously.

"How dare you touch Wuhen, how dare you touch his hand, I can't spare him..." Xi Ye's face turned livid.

"What? That fool Wuhen was taken away."

"I told him that something bad happened to him, but he just didn't believe it, so he probably had his finger chopped off."

The old man was so angry that he stamped his feet, and his two little eyes were lost in thought.

"I know who it is, it's him."

"This fairy altar fragrance is only found on him."

The old man put his severed finger next to his nose, sniffed, and said suddenly.

"Who?" Xi Ye's face was extremely ugly.

"Don't you know it when you hear it? Fortunately, I am still your brother. He is really a man with a human face and a beast heart."

"Sure enough, I said that he would not go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything."

There was a sneer on Xiye's lips.

"Disciple, I'm going to find that silly boy Wuhen first." The old man suddenly looked outside.

I frowned and said, "How do you know where Wuhen is? Just wait for me to find out and go with you."

The old man shook his head: "No, no, that silly boy is too young. I'm afraid he can't help but tossing around. I don't know if he's dead yet. I have to go take a look and laugh at him."

Before anyone could say anything else, the old man had already disappeared from sight.
Chapter completed!