"You kid, you dare to doubt my ability. I'm going to beat you one to five tonight!" Feng Zheng said angrily.
Regardless of whether they are monks or lay people, their reactions to this matter are the same, and **** is the key.
The waiter left with a wild smile: "Old man Feng, you have to obey your old age!"
"I'm just taking care of your face. If we go to Goulan, it's just the three of us, so forget it..."
"National Master, I don't need it anymore, let Mr. Feng..." The little Taoist priest blushed, he was not an old pervert like Huang.
After glaring at the little Taoist priest, Huang waved his hand and said, "You've already screamed, don't waste your money!"
"Besides, everyone has been working so hard these days, why can't everyone enjoy it!"
Half an hour later, the young lady arrived and began to help Huang wash up. Then the waiter brought warm wine and appetizers.
The girl is wearing a tulle, with a graceful posture, a vague and hazy beauty, as if she is holding a pipa and half covering her face.
The hand is delicate and the elasticity is amazing. If you practice the flexibility of your fingers, you will sink into it and be unable to extricate yourself.
Unknowingly, Huang used the Half Volume Fangzhong Technique, and the vitality in his body poured into his hands, becoming extremely sharp.
The little lady is dripping with sweat.
Her whole body was exerting force, and the dual stimulation of her senses and perceptions made her suffer.
Half an hour later, the little lady's strength was exhausted and she fell into the barrel like a puddle of mud.
Huang stretched out his hand, lifted the young lady up and placed her on the bed. Under the service of another young lady, she dressed neatly and walked out of the room and came to the hall.
Old man Feng has not yet come out about this matter.
The little Taoist priest's face was rosy, a little restrained, and a little novel. As for the resentment on Xiang Lidu's face, he was a warrior, so he could only look at it but not eat it...
After taking a sip of wine, Huang said to the waiter: "I heard that your daughters are all good at sex and art. I've seen your sex."
"Now, let's see the art..."
Some of the little ladies danced, some sang, and some played.
For a time, the atmosphere was harmonious.
Huang drank wine and ate appetizers: "Little Taoist priest, what do you think of these little ladies?"
Seeing that the little Taoist priest didn't answer and just blushed, Huang patted the little Taoist priest on the shoulder and said with sincerity.
"Little Taoist priest, a person lives only once in a lifetime, and the vegetation lasts only one autumn. You can't miss these beautiful things!"
"Look at Old Man Feng, at such an old age, he is still strong and strong, enjoying himself and can't help himself..."
Having said this, Huang turned to Xiang Lidu and said, "Xiang Li, go tell the waiter to prepare the food!"
"promise."
After a while, Feng Zheng came out refreshed, with no one following him.
Seeing this scene, Huang couldn't help but give a thumbs up. Old man Feng is really awesome and can be regarded as a role model for our generation.
"Boy Huang, I have to say that the room technique you improved is really terrifying!" Feng Zheng took a sip of wine and complained to Huang: "Next time, I will fight one against five!"
Hearing this, Huang nodded.
He also thought of the Fangzhongshu, and the effect was amazing.
After a while, Xianglidu came back, and the waiter brought the wine and food. After eating and drinking, he fell asleep.
Traveling through mountains and rivers, they didn't get a good rest, especially Huang. He wanted to see Yang Zhu, so he naturally had to go in the best condition.
This is respect for talents.
Nothing happened all night.
The next day.
Huang got up early and continued his daily practice. The secrets he encountered along the way made him eager to become stronger.
I have become more and more diligent in practicing martial arts.
Standing in front of the window, Feng Zheng and the little Taoist priest looked at the two people practicing martial arts. Feng Zheng sighed and said: "With extraordinary talent and such hard work, he will definitely stir up the world in the future."
"This is a raptor..."
The little Taoist priest also nodded: "I hope Chao Ge and his party will gain something!"
…
After taking a hot bath and eating meals, Huang and others did not drink any alcohol this time and headed towards Jixia Academy.
He remembered that Yang Zhu was in Jixia Academy.
Arriving at the gate of Jixia Academy, Feng Zheng smiled at Huang: "National Master, do you want to send a greeting card or type in?"
"When we come to Jixia Academy, we naturally have to talk about Taoism. No matter what we do, we have to have a verbal battle with the heroes!" the little Taoist priest said, with a bit more ridicule in his tone.
"You guys, when you come to other places, you have to keep a low profile!" Huang shook his head and looked at Jixia Academy: "We are not here to cause trouble!"
"Xiangli, please send me your regards to Yang Zhu!"
"promise."
Hearing Huang's words, Feng Zheng and the others couldn't help but sigh. They wanted to watch the show, but it seemed they couldn't.
It's not that Huang has never thought about fighting with the heroes, his background supports him to do so, but he is the master of the Qin State and has offended enough people.
At present, it is not suitable to be too public.
…
Jixia Academy.
In a school building, a middle-aged man had just put down his bamboo slips. Someone from the school appeared in front of the middle-aged man and handed the silk book to the middle-aged man.
"Someone gave this to you!"
After taking the silk book, Yang Zhu raised his head and glanced at the visitor, then nodded.
After the visitor left, Yang Zhu opened the silk book and frowned. He remembered clearly that someone had invited him to join the Qin Dynasty, but he rejected it.
Now, someone else is here.
"Master Qin?"
With an idea in his mind, Yang Zhu planned to meet Huang. He traveled thousands of miles from Qin to Qi. Regardless of whether he wanted to go or not, he had to meet him.
With this thought, Yang Zhu stood up and walked towards the outside of the academy. He knew in his heart that it would be impossible for Huang to enter the palace without revealing his identity to the academy.
Now he can only bring it back.
Yang Zhu came to the gate of the academy, looked at Huang and his group, and said, "I wonder who is the Master of Qin?"
"Are you Yang Zi?" Huang Ta took a step forward and said to Yang Zhu.
"I am!"
Seeing the visitor nodding, Huang also smiled and said: "I, Qin Guoshi, Huang, have met Yang Zi!"
"You don't have to be polite, Imperial Master!" Seeing that Corporal Huang was so courteous and virtuous, Yang Zhu's arrogance subsided and his attitude became kinder.
"I've heard Yang Zi's name for a long time, and I'm so happy that I got what I wanted today!" Huang Chao invited Yang Zhu: "I'm hosting a banquet at Jixia Guest House. I wonder if Yang Zi has time?"
"Thank you!"
Yang Zhu nodded.
He didn't want to reject Huang's enthusiasm.
It's just that at this time, Yang Zhu wanted to write a book and write a biography, and had no plans to become an official. He wanted to take this opportunity to tell Huang his thoughts.
Seeing Yang Zhu nodding in agreement, Huang also laughed. In his opinion, as long as he didn't refuse face to face, everything would have a chance.
It mainly depends on whether people can grasp it.
The group of people returned to Jixia Guest House, Xiang Lidu ordered some food and drinks, and then sat down at the side. At this time, Huang, the host, was sitting upright, and Yang Zhu, the guest, looked calm.
Huang personally poured wine for Yang Zhu and said, "I will be very confused when I see Yang Zi today!"
After saying that, Huang held up the cup and said, "Please!"