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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of the Dragon Chapter 60 Qiao Feng

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    Chapter 60 Qiao Feng

    Standing on the hillside, watching Xiao Yuanshan gradually go away and disappear, he frowned, a gust of wind blew, and the skirt of his clothes fluttered.

    After a while, he returned to Qiao Sanhuai's house and breathed a sigh of relief. With such a serious injury, Xiao Yuanshan could no longer kill Monk Xuanku.

    He had no favorable impression of Shaolin Temple. When he went to Shaolin Temple to ask for the Yi Jin Jing, he was rejected without mercy. He felt deeply ashamed and felt uncomfortable thinking about it.

    Moreover, he also knew the private secret of Abbot Xuanci. He gave birth to a son named Xu Zhu, who had harmed Ye Erniang's life. He was not respected at all, but most of the monks in Shaolin Temple were good. After all, they were influenced by Buddhism.  .

    When I returned to Qiao Sanhuai's house, I saw the old couple sitting on the kang, saying nothing, with sad faces, thick wrinkles, and dull eyebrows, looking like the sky was falling.

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, smiled and said a few words of comfort. Seeing that it was of no use, he asked Qiao Sanhuai to drink, hoping to get drunk before resting.

    The two of them sat under the jujube tree, with a small square table on which were placed two plates of vegetables, one plate of dried radishes and one plate of stewed Chinese cabbage, which were steaming and steaming.

    It was still early and the sun was still reluctant to leave. After two cups, Qiao Sanhuai's tongue began to straighten, her speech was unclear, and she began to talk too much.

    The mountain wind blows in waves and cools down slowly. Xiao Yuesheng drinks heavily and is in a very high-spirited mood.

    He suddenly turned his head, and a big man turned around on the side of the hillside. He was tall and steady, and he could tell at a glance that he was a master.

    "Hey", Xiao Yuesheng hurriedly turned around and said: "Mr. Qiao, take a look, is that Gang Leader Qiao is back?"

    Qiao Sanhuai's drunken eyes were hazy. He turned around and stared confusedly into the distance. He was suddenly stunned, stood up suddenly, and picked up the small table.

    Xiao Yuesheng stretched out his hand to hold the small square table to prevent it from overturning, but he saw Qiao Sanhuai staring blankly at the figure in the sunset, motionless.

    "Mr. Qiao?" Xiao Yuesheng asked with a smile.

    He secretly guessed that this person should be Qiao Feng. His facial features were similar to those of Xiao Yuanshan before. He was carved from the same mold and was definitely not an exaggeration.

    "FengFeng'er?" Qiao Sanhuai trembled and moved forward.

    "Dad! Mom! The baby is back to see you!" A rough voice sounded, filled with joy and faintly shaking the eardrums.

    Xiao Yuesheng squinted at him and nodded secretly. Although this Qiao Feng looked ordinary and could not be seen as unusual, he was full of energy and had a temperament as rough as a lion, which made people dare not underestimate him.

    "Feng'er?! Is Feng'er back?!" Mrs. Qiao came out of the house.

    "Mom, it's a baby!" Qiao Feng took a step forward and took Mrs. Qiao's hand with a smile on her face.

    "Okay, just come back!" Old Mrs. Qiao nodded, with a smile on her face, her eyes fixed on him, unblinking, tears falling down as she spoke.

    Qiao Sanhuai became calmer now. He walked forward and shook his head: "Feng'er, look how happy your mother is!"

    When Xiao Yuesheng saw the three of them meeting each other, he didn't bother each other. He sat at the small square table, picked up a big bowl, and took a sip of the home-brewed sorghum wine. He smiled slightly, secretly feeling envious, and lamenting his own life experience, feeling lonely.

    After a while, the three of them talked and sat under the jujube tree. Qiao Sanhuai smiled at Qiao Feng and said, "Thank you Guanlan. Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to see your mother and me."

    Qiao Feng was startled, then turned to look at Xiao Yuesheng. His big eyes were gleaming with brilliance, and there was a faint oppressive power, which was the magnanimity formed by leading the group.

    Xiao Yuesheng put down the big bowl, clasped his fists and smiled: "Gang Leader Qiao, I'm Xiao Guanlan."

    "Xiao Guan Lan?" Qiao Feng was thoughtful, hesitated for a moment, then solemnly saluted with clasped fists, thanking him for saving his life.

    Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and said with a smile: "You're welcome, Gang Leader Qiao, this happened to me. It's natural to save people."

    Qiao Feng slapped his head: "I remember it! It turns out that you are the head of Xiao, the Wuliang Sect. I have admired you for a long time, I have admired you for a long time!"

    Xiao Yuesheng chuckled and said: "I'm just a nobody, I don't dare to be one."

    "Hey¡ª¡ª! What kind of words are you talking about?! Qiao Feng really means what he said!" Qiao Feng glared, waved his hand, and laughed loudly: "Vice-ruler Wu has high regard for Master Xiao!  He said that Master Xiao is like a god, and that Master Xiao¡¯s swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world and is unrivaled!"

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled bitterly: "A few tricks of the crop will make a generous family laugh!"

    Qiao Feng looked at him and said with a smile: "Deputy Captain Wu has always been arrogant and arrogant. For him to be so respected, Master Xiao is the number one person, and I am not as good as him!"

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said nothing more?Just pick up the big bowl and drink it all in one gulp.

    Qiao Feng also picked up the big bowl, raised it towards him, and drank it all in one gulp.

    With a move of Xiao Yuesheng's left hand, a white streak suddenly emerged from the wine jar on the ground, glowing in five colors under the sunset, accompanied by the rich aroma of wine, and shot directly into the bowl in front of Qiao Feng.

    The big bowl was filled immediately, and then it spun around like a silver snake wagging its tail, shooting into Xiao Yuesheng's bowl, filling up in a blink of an eye, and retracting into the wine jar.

    Qiao Feng narrowed his big eyes, nodded, clapped his hands and praised: "Good work, Qiao is ashamed of himself!"

    Although he has learned the Dragon Capturing Skill, he has just started to master it, and he cannot operate it as smoothly as he wants, and the control is not so refined.

    Xiao Yuesheng picked up the big bowl with both hands and smiled: "Brother Qiao, don't think I'm showing off Come on, let's have another bowl!"

    "Do it!" Qiao Feng picked up the big bowl, the two of them touched it and drank it all.

    Immediately, the two of them stopped talking and just drank bowl after bowl. Qiao Sanhuai looked on with a smile on her face, her face was shining brightly, and when she saw the wine jar was shining brightly, she went to the cellar to move another jar.

    As the sun set and twilight enveloped them, the two of them drank four jars of sorghum wine. Their expressions did not change, but they were in great spirits and enjoyed themselves. They felt like they had met their rivals and drank to the fullest.

    Xiao Yuesheng's drinking capacity is very good. He doesn't need the Six Meridians Divine Sword, but his drinking capacity is extremely strong. He is about as good as Qiao Feng and can hardly be distinguished.

    In his opinion, drinking wine is like using internal energy and using martial arts, but it is inferior and the wonderful taste of drinking is really lost.

    ????????????????????? You have a bowl, I have a bowl, both drank it in one go, it seems that they are competing, the two of them meet their opponents in chess, and they will meet good talents, and it is rare to meet their opponents in terms of drinking.

    After a while, Qiao Sanhuai couldn't resist the drunkenness and was persuaded by Xiao Yuesheng and Qiao Feng to go in and sleep. After a while, a thunderous sound came from the room.

    The two of them looked at each other, smiled, and drank another bottle. Qiao Feng was a little drunk, and his eyes were hazy: "Brother Xiao, do you know who is going to kill my parents?"

    Xiao Yuesheng pondered for a moment, nodded slowly, and then shook his head.

    Qiao Feng¡¯s eyes widened, and a bright light shot out, like a sword unsheathed, revealing the cold light, and asked in a deep voice: ¡°Which one is so bold?!¡±

    "I saw this person looks exactly like you!" Xiao Yuesheng said directly.

    Qiao Feng was startled, his eyes widened suddenly, he sat up straight, the alcohol on his face disappeared, and he said with a fierce aura: "Exactly the same as me?!"

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded: "Except for being older than you, the facial features and eyebrows are all similar, almost carved from the same mold!"

    Qiao Feng frowned, lowered his head and pondered, his mind spinning.

    Xiao Yuesheng did not directly say Xiao Yuanshan's name, which only aroused Qiao Feng's suspicion and made him disbelieving.

    "Originally, I said it, whether he believed it or not was none of his business, but now that I'm here, I have to do things well. There is no difference between whether I do it or not. It's not his style.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and changed the subject: "Bei Qiao Feng, Nan Murong, I have always heard that Brother Qiao is the best in the world in martial arts. My hands are very itchy. How about we compete with each other?"

    Qiao Feng raised his thick eyebrows, looked at him in surprise, nodded, and said with a smile: "It couldn't be better, please!"

    The two of them put down their big bowls, stood up and left the table, and came to the open space. Qiao Feng cupped his fists and said, "Brother Xiao, please¡ª¡ª!"

    "Please¡ª¡ª!" Xiao Yuesheng clasped his fists.

    Qiao Feng pushed with his right palm, using the ordinary Taizu Chang Fist. The move was simple and unpretentious, but the wind from the palm was strong, like a strong wind rushing in.

    Xiao Yuesheng made an arc with his right palm, circled his fist, and then pulled it.

    Qiao Feng tightened his arms and tightened his muscles, twisting them like a rope. He stopped his fist, shook it again, and moved his fist forward, hitting Xiao Yuesheng's chest.

    " Xiao Yuesheng let out a sigh, but he didn't expect that the silk-winding power would not work. He could see clearly at a glance that this was not because of his pure skills, but because of his natural divine power, which allowed external forces to control internal forces.

    The two men exchanged fists and palms. Xiao Yuesheng abandoned the Six Meridians Divine Sword and used Tai Chi to deal with it, which was comparable to Taizu Qiao Feng's long fist.

    "I heard that the Beggar Clan has the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, which are extremely powerful. Brother Qiao, why don't you use them?!" Xiao Yuesheng laughed loudly.

    Qiao Feng laughed and said: "Okay, Brother Xiao has deep inner strength, give me a try!"

    After saying that, he twirled his palms and pushed hard. The wind from his palms surged wildly, as if a strong wind swept over him, making the sky dark and the earth dark.

    "Okay!" Xiao Yuesheng laughed boldly, twisted his wrist, turned his palm, pushed out, and went forward.
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