In Zhao Qing's perception, during the period when Lu Xiaofeng was legendary about the Jin Peng Dynasty, the current top masters should be the young old man Wu Ming, Taoist Lao Daobao Zimu, and the leader of the Western Demon Cult, Jade Rakshasa; followed by Ye Gucheng, Gong
Nine or two people;
Ximen Chuixue, Dugu Yihe, Shi He, Huo Xiu and others are the top masters under him.
Lu Xiaofeng's own level of strength is relatively mysterious. It may be on the level of Ximen Chuixue, or it may be half a level lower. He has superb dexterity and pointing with one hand, and can clamp various weapons.
Huo Tianqing of the Tianqin Sect mentioned earlier, his martial arts should be slightly inferior to Lu Xiaofeng's level, but he can still be regarded as a top expert.
On the other hand, his father, Old Man Tianqin, was probably the number one master in a certain era before. Hua Manlou described him as "a powerful person in the whole world."
"It is also the Taishan Beidou in the martial arts world.
Not far away, the old man who smokes "Mr. Fan Da", the bun vendor and others are members of the Tianqin Sect, and should be the apprentice and grandson of the two elders of Shangshan respectively.
Among them, Mr. Fan Da and the poor scholar are collectively known as the "Double Show of the Northwest", and the hawker and beggar are one of the "Seven Heroes of the Market".
As far as their character is concerned, apart from being too "respectful of teachers and morals" and even making Huo Tianqing, the son of the founder, give up his chivalry and life, there should be no problem.
"Wait a minute, there are still five brothers who haven't arrived." After hearing Mr. Fan Da's words, the bun vendor Bao Wuwu looked at the skinny beggar next to him and said.
"Don't wait any longer, we'll be there soon." There was a burst of laughter from a distance, and I saw a man selling wild medicine, carrying a medicine box on his back and a medicine bell, limping over. It turned out to be a medicine man.
Cripple.
"I heard that the famous 'Four Eyebrows' Lu Xiaofeng only has two eyebrows left now. I had to meet him early to see what disease he had that caused all his eyebrows to fall off?"
Immediately afterwards, the seller selling pollen, the vegetable vendor carrying a load, the fat man selling noodles, and the shopkeeper counting copper coins all appeared on the road, each of them looking like a businessman.
Seeing that all the brothers had arrived, Bao Wuwu didn't delay any longer. With a throw of his right hand, a basket full of buns flew towards Zhao Qing's position with a smooth motion.
Seeing a cage of steamed buns flying towards him, Zhao Qing stretched out a little finger, gently touched the center of the bottom of the cage, and then took it without any pressure.
The nearly two-foot-sized basket rotated a few times in her hand and slowly stopped.
Seeing that I had no money to eat at night, he gave me a basket of meat buns? Taking a slight breath of the aroma of the buns, Zhao Qing felt a little more favorable towards Tianqinmen and the Seven Heroes of the Market.
Without looking at the basket of buns he threw, he picked up another basket. He gave a greeting to the salesman, beggar and others next to him, then used Qing Kung and hurried away in the distance.
Following closely behind was the poor scholar who had just swallowed the bun. He waved his sleeves and his whole body was like a wisp of smoke, following Bao Crow.
Looking at Zhao Qing in surprise, Mr. Fan Da took a long puff of cigarette and put away his tobacco bag. The way the other party carried the cage was somewhat beyond his expectation. If he didn't have to rush to stop Lu Xiaofeng, he would have done some research on his own.
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He placed his feet a little on the ground and followed Bao Crow.
Soon, the nine people's Qinggong skills were distinguished. After a while, Mr. Fan Da was ahead of Bao Crow, while the other eight people were almost the same, and he was far behind.
Behind.
After thinking about it, Zhao Qing put the buns away and did not deliberately avoid the people from Tianqinmen. He also used Qinggong to hang far behind them.
When she doesn't know the road, she can only use this method if she wants to quickly reach the place where the plot unfolds.
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On a moonlit night, the moon is in its first quarter. It’s not yet midnight, and there are at least three hours left before sunrise.
Lu Xiaofeng had just had several glasses of wine with Huamanlou, "Shangguan Danfeng", and chatted for a while.
Thinking that he would have to face Huo Tianqing, an enemy he was not sure of, in a few hours, he sighed deeply, stood up and walked slowly to the window.
The window was originally propped up, but he suddenly noticed that an old man wearing a long robe and a small hat had moved a stool and sat in the patio outside, smoking a cigarette.
It was very late at night, but the old man had no intention of sleeping. He sat there leisurely, as if he wanted to sit there until dawn.
Not far from the old man, there was a girl in a green shirt standing, carrying a basket, chewing a half-eaten bun.
There was a thin gray-yellow hemp rope wrapped around her right wrist, a small piece of which was floating in the evening breeze.
"Are you Lu Xiaofeng?" Zhao Qing put down the bun and suddenly said.
In front of him is a man in his thirties, with thick eyebrows and long eyelashes. Where his beard should have grown, there are only a few light hairs.
Zhao Qing already knew the current time. In order to invite Ximen Chuixue to take action, Lu Xiaofeng paid the price of two "eyebrows". So this was before Huo Tianqing and him met for the first duel.
Lu Xiaofeng nodded: "I am Lu Xiaofeng, I wonder who the girl is?"
Without an immediate answer, Zhao Qing turned to look at Shangguan Feiyan standing next to Lu Xiaofeng, or rather, it was Shangguan Danfeng she pretended to be.
I saw "Shangguan Danfeng" wearing a pure black soft silk robe, her dark hair spread on her shoulders, her face a little pale, but her eyes were as clear as the dew on the roses in the spring morning, so beautiful that it was breathtaking. p>
"My name is Zhao Qing. You may have never heard of my name." Zhao Qing's eyes returned to Lu Xiaofeng.
"I haven't heard of the girl's name. It's because I, Lu Xiaofeng, am ignorant." Lu Xiaofeng suddenly smiled and said: "The wind is cold and the dew is cold. If you two are in the mood, you might as well come and have a drink with us to spend the long night."
He has always had a good attitude towards young and beautiful girls.
Of course, except for those who are in trouble. Unless the other party is really beautiful to a certain level.
After hearing Lu Xiaofeng's invitation, the old man ignored him at all, as if he was deaf and didn't hear what he said at all.
On the other hand, Zhao Qing smiled faintly and said: "It's my first time coming to this world. Of course you won't have heard of it. However, if you drink two drinks, you will be exempted. I don't drink."
"Miss Zhao, why don't you drink? In the world, there are many people who drink. Unless you are a monk, a nun, or someone like Ximen Chuixue who only knows how to practice swordsmanship, you will not drink at all."<
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As if he didn't want Lu Xiaofeng to be rejected, "Shangguan Danfeng" persuaded her from the side, her voice as soft as silk.
"I also practice swordsmanship." Zhao Qing took off the thin hemp rope wrapped around his wrist and said calmly to Lu Xiaofeng: "I heard that your telepathy can hold any weapon with one finger? Can you let me try it?