After coming out of the weapon shop, Nan Feng said to Tang Yue'er and the others: "You should go back to school first. When I saw this sword, many things came to mind. I want to think about it quietly. Don't worry about me, I'm fine.
good!"
On the top of a mountain outside the city, there stood a young man in white clothes with white hair and white eyebrows. He closed his eyes and fell into silence. He felt that the little person in his body was growing up day by day. He held a handful of the medicine he had just ordered.
The sword that came back was exactly the same. I sat in meditation quietly. The true energy in my body became more refined day by day, and then slowly flowed back to the Tai Chi in my Dantian, rotating yin and yang. My spiritual consciousness felt the energy in nature.
Quiet and active, so it spread out to the surroundings, at this time.
At this time, Nan Feng's soul left his body and flew in the air. When he saw his true body standing quietly on the top of the mountain, he felt a little frightened but also a little curious. He went in and out of his body several times, but found that nothing happened; so
Flying towards the bustling imperial capital, Nan Feng watched the people coming and going below.
Continuously searching, they found four familiar figures, which were Tang Yue and the others. Nan Feng, who was curious, wanted to fly over and tease them, but a soulless hand passed through their bodies. Nan Feng had to give up and search again.
His target - the women's bathroom.
When Nan Feng left, Tang Yue'er and the others were heard talking from behind: I heard from Nan Feng that if you go out on the street without wearing small clothes and three-point pants, you will have that kind of feeling. I don't know if it is true. I haven't tried it yet. Why don't we find it?
Give it a chance to try and see if it's true.
If someone saw Nan Feng, they would definitely see an idiot thinking about them. They looked like immortal beauties without wearing any clothes. They did not expect that soul-like things would drool. Nan Feng searched for a long time.
, finally found the women's bathroom he wanted, and passed by the toll collector like a gust of wind, making him shiver. He looked back and found no one, so he continued his work.
Nan Feng smiled and floated towards the female voice inside. Listening to the female laughter and conversation inside made Nan Feng even more excited and happy. At this time, Nan Feng came to the bathing pool and looked at the naked women inside taking a bath.
As he continued, the soul in the air was constantly twisting.
In the scene in front, there are some who look like snow-white pigs, with pairs of fat and droopy mounds hanging down to their waists, and there are also some women with beautiful figures who look like fat transsexuals, with a thick
eyebrows, pig-like noses and mouths. There are also more old ladies who are always getting into the coffin, with the wrinkled peaks in front of their bodies hanging down to their bellies.
At this time, a voice from thousands of miles away came from the bath: "Pig! Dinosaur! That old woman with wrinkled and saggy skin! . . .
I didn’t expect that the soul could also transmit sounds thousands of miles away. Maybe it was the first step in cultivation. It can attack and speak, but Nan Feng is just starting out and has not reached those levels. If we talk about Nan Feng’s internal skills and moves, I believe that now
None of the protagonists in the movie can compare. The women in the bathroom, after being called out by Nan Feng, all ignored them. Whether they had just come in or had not soaked enough, they were naked and walked toward the entrance.
Go to the exit.
Nan Feng looked at a large group of naked pigs, dinosaurs and wrinkled old ladies, watching them attack in groups at Nan Feng's door. Nan Feng was so frightened that he was stunned, his legs were disobedient, and he stayed silently.
Dumbfoundedly, they passed through Nan Feng's body. Every woman passed through Nan Feng's body, and the entity on the top of Nan Feng Mountain had goosebumps. The silvery white hair on its head stood straight like needles. The woman who was following behind her
The serious dean was also frightened by Nan Feng's move. The handsome man in white had silver hair standing straight on his head like a hedgehog; he looked like a fierce god from hell.
Nan Feng in the bathroom was lying on the floor at the entrance, spitting bubbles constantly, and his soul-like body slowly crawled out. If anyone heard it, they would definitely hear Nan Feng say: "Grandma, it's big."
Master, I'm really unlucky this time. I'll kill you next time without even peeking at a girl taking a shower!"
Unfortunately, not long after, Nan Feng actually used this trick to spy on girls taking a shower in school. It seemed that Nan Feng’s words should not be taken seriously. But that’s something for another day.
Nan Feng returned to the physical body on the top of the mountain on the way here, and slowly became separated from the physical body. The hair on his head, which was like a hedgehog, suddenly dropped like a waterfall.
There was a "pop" sound in the joints, and a murmur came from the mouth: "It feels so comfortable! Is my skill getting worse again? Yes, next time I will have more out-of-body experiences, and it would be good to steal the girl's bathroom."
Nan Feng looked around and found that both his ears, eyes and movements were many times better than before. At this moment, Nan Feng felt that more than a thousand meters away, two old men in the school were quietly paying attention to Nan Feng.
At this time, Nan Feng turned around, faced the old man looking over and said, "How long are you two planning to stand there? Come out quickly. Otherwise, don't blame me for not respecting elders."
"Haha! Young man, don't be like this! The two of us are here to find you. We have something to tell you. I didn't expect you to find us. Haha! Not bad." The two old men slowly walked towards Nan Feng.
While smiling, he said to Nan Feng.
Nan Feng hated people being sneaky the most, so he pulled out a newly-baked sword and pointed it at him and said, "What do you want from me? Tell me! Otherwise, don't blame my sword."
The two old men looked at Nan Feng drawing his sword and pointing it at him, and said with a smile: "Marshal Tang is indeed right, you are a fickle-tempered and arrogant person. But you also have the ability to be arrogant.
, I can see that you are a young master-like figure!"
"It's your grandma's fault. Are you going to say it or not? You're still fighting with me here. Haha, don't think that because you are Xuelan's grandfather, I won't dare to fight you. Even if you are Tang Qing'er's father, I will still fight you!" Nan Feng said angrily.
explain.
These two old men really know things. They don’t want to imagine the battle between Marshal Tang and Nan Feng. Listening to Marshal Tang describing the battle with Nan Feng that day in detail, even the Sword Master level has no chance of winning. Although there is an old friend beside him, recalling Tang
As for the marshal, if he actually fought with him, he would have no chance of winning. He could only smile and say, "That's it. Our two old men, Feng Jing'er's father, came to invite you to meet him."
"That's it?" Nan Feng asked.
"Yes, that's it!" said the two old men.
"Okay!" Nan Feng put away his sword and followed him to the palace. On the way, they asked Nan Feng: "When you were in the examination room that day, did the thing that appeared in the crystal ball belong to Xue Lan?
Something?"
He didn’t ask anything, but just asked this. Nan Feng thought to himself: They want me to accompany them with money, right? Grandma, I won’t even accompany you until you die, I still have several women to support.
Nan Feng smiled and said: "That, I don't remember that."
They asked again in vain. They didn't expect Nan Feng to answer them like this. The two old men looked at Nan Feng and thought to themselves: "I really don't know, what kind of man is he? Strong? Erotic? Treacherous? How do I feel about him?
It’s like they’re all proficient!”
Very quickly, they arrived at the palace. The emperor sitting on the dragon throne in the big palace, who was called Tang Da by Tang Yue'er's father, looked down at a young man with white clothes and silver hair and white eyebrows. He had a long sword tied to his sapphire belt and walked like a tiger.
The fine white cloak was fluttering behind him. Needless to say, this exquisite cloak was made by Tang Yue'er. On the handsome face, a pair of piercing eyes walked over accompanied by the two elders.
In the middle of the main hall, Nan Feng stopped and slowly looked around. There were quite a lot of people. Four beauties who liked her were also present. Tang Qing'er accompanied her father in the main hall, while Tang Yue'er and Qiu Rumeng, left and right,
Standing next to Mr. Tang, Xuelan saw her grandfather coming, and also lowered her head and walked towards him. Everyone retreated to the side, leaving only Nan Feng standing quietly in the middle, just like everyone else
As if he was interrogating a traitor, Nan Feng returned his gaze to the main hall, staring at Tang Qing'er's father, Wang Tang Da, waiting for his words.
At this moment, a voice broke the scene and said: "Li Fei, you are so brave. You didn't kneel down when you saw His Majesty. Looking at the thieves' sword on your body, no wonder you used some dirty tricks to hurt me that day.
son……"
Halfway through the words, there was a sound of "Pah!" and a slap hit him hard on the face. The people present did not see Nan Feng's move. They only saw a faint white shadow flash and the prime minister was beaten to the ground.
, there was still a little bit of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. People who knew martial arts secretly thought: "It's so fast, so fast that even us saints can't compare!"
Tang Jing'er's father, who was sitting on the dragon chair, looked at the prime minister lying on the ground and thought to himself: "This boy is quite good-looking. Not only is he handsome, but he also has an aura of an emperor. He is very handsome."
Don't be shaken by anything on the court!" He thought wrong about this emperor. In fact, Nan Feng was born in a different family and had never seen any big shots or scenes. He knew the scene like the back of his hand!
The half-centenarian man on the ground covered his face with a big handprint and pointed at Nan Feng and said: "You gangster, how dare you hit me? Do you know that I am the prime minister of my country? Your Majesty, please drag him out and behead him!"