But what if the other person thinks the same thing?

"That name is Duan Dai, who is infatuated with her cousin. She is willing to die. Is it a secret book of sword spectrum? Besides, I’m sorry if I show it in my hands … "Mufu thought about writing but didn’t write a word.
At the same time, Duan Yu’s thoughts are spinning. "Now, the good monk’s martial arts are so high that even Mu Gong can’t fight against me, but there is no hope to escape or escape from Miss Wang. Naturally, it is necessary to save her, but my uncle said that the sword score must not fall into other people’s hands. I didn’t say that I was persecuted by Jiu Mo Zhi in that way, but now it is not my own life and death problem, but the life of Miss Wang …"
At this time, the difference between romantic species and career-oriented men is reflected. Although Duan Yu has been fighting in his heart, he can’t help waving his hand to Qin Changfeng’s cassock to draw the sword spectrum of the six-pulse Excalibur. Although it is not fast, it has been done after all, but Mufu is still moving.
Qin Changfeng took a glance noncommittally. He really wants to have a six-pulse Excalibur. Because of this air-royal swordsmanship, there is still a little bit of fusion with flying arrows. Even if he gets it, he can’t practice worse. This martial arts is not suitable for him.
Unless you can successfully copy it to the fighting and star-shifting style, you can avoid this link of cultivation and drive it directly. Unfortunately, if you move it back, you can’t copy it yourself.
Wang Yuyan attic suddenly said, "Master, I am very young to hear your voice, but martial arts is the best in the world. I don’t know if the master is a disciple?"
Qin Changfeng whispered, "How many heroes have you met, and you dare to say that the poor monk is the best in martial arts?"
Wang Yuyan looked down at my cousin Mufu’s motionless back, and his eyes flashed with a bit of disappointment. He sighed, "The two most famous young Junjie in the Jianghu today, one in North Qiao Feng and the other in South China, and now my cousin wants to come to Qiao Feng after losing the master’s hand. It is no exception that the master’s strength is strong and the foundation is solid, even if it is not the first day, it will be the first day in the future."
Qin Changfeng said lightly, "You are wrong in saying this. Your cousin Mu Fu is famous for his Qiao Feng, but his actual martial arts are inferior. Qiao Fenggong is profound and the Beggars’ Sect has a dragon palm. Even the poor monk can’t say that he will be better than your cousin … He has learned a lot of miscellaneous but not refined skills, but he still owes some heat. Don’t say that he is a poor monk five years ago, and he will fail!"
Mufu is ashamed and resentful, but what can he do if he is not as good as others?
When two quarters of an hour passed by, Qin Changfeng walked over and it was as he expected … Mu Fu handed in the papers and Duan Yu handed in the full marks.
Actually MuFu also didn’t hand in a blank sheet, but he didn’t get the show from the meditation brain. Obviously it was false, but Duan Yu didn’t dare to gamble his heart’s life without playing any mind’s eye.
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Chapter one hundred and seventy-seven Mu Zionist division
It’s no longer difficult for Qin Changfeng to get the sword score. Duan Yu not only released him and Wang Yuyan, but also threw a bottle of sad crisp breeze antidote to detoxify Wang Yuyan.
Looking at this lucky "destiny" from Qin Changfeng eyes slightly with a pity.
In fact, what he wants most is a limp step, but the little man can’t learn it himself and records the picture of footwork, and he has destroyed it for a long time, so the idea has to stop there
Only Mu Fu was left behind by Qin Changfeng. It would have been a deadly battle, but Qin Changfeng didn’t have a hard time. Instead, he said faintly, "Mu Fu, you were a descendant of the Mu royal family in Xianbei, Yan State in the Sixteenth Dynasty, and you learned to practice martial arts since childhood. That’s why your father named you’ Fu’, right?"
Listening to this faint sound, Mu Fu caused a storm in his heart … Did he really know that he really had an eye?
"I won’t care about you if you fool me with fake cheats."
Before MuFu think Qin Changfeng mask milli fluctuation sound continued, "rest assured that poor monk not only won’t expose you but also can help you restore the country! However, after your success, you must set up a Buddhist monk and collect the first-class martial arts for me … If your family doesn’t still give those goods in Shuige, I want to be a top-notch school like Six-pulse Excalibur and the Dragon’s Palm Technique! What is Mu Gong’s suggestion to the poor monk? "
Mu Fu was so moved that he almost agreed to come directly, but his mind was deep. He forced himself to hold back and asked calmly, "I don’t know if the master will help me?"
What does this mean? What do you have to do to help me restore my country? It’s not obvious that one person can use force.
Qin Changfeng held out three fingers and said in an analog way, "The first poor monk is the first hand of the five wicked people, and there are four masters who are full of evil and evil, so you can clear many obstacles; Second, I’m afraid you don’t know that Duan Yanqing is the wife of Yanqing in Dali, right? Now it is his turn to inherit the throne of Dali! And he has no heir in his knee. If you promise to marry me, you can let him accept your righteousness and follow the funeral. You should know that the third poor monk’s master is the imperial concubine of Xixia Emperor. It takes only a few words for you to marry the wife of Xixia Princess. Then you will become a Xixia Xu and worry that Xixia will not support your rejuvenation? "
This large bill looks like a thick cheque. Mu Fu was overjoyed and bowed down. "Mu Fu has seen the Buddhist today. After listening to the words of the Buddhist, Mu Fu realized that there is finally hope for the great cause of rejuvenating the country in this life. Please ask the Buddhist to teach me which step to take now?"
You are really possessed!
Qin Changfeng’s admiration for Mufu’s Zionist addiction is so ingenious that he muses, "When you come back to Xinglin with me, Duan Yanqing and others will catch HeLianTie and his cronies together. Once they are all dead, DaSong’s poor monk and the four wicked martial arts emperors support nature, you can easily control one thing, and then you can openly recruit and help Duan Yanqing regain the Dali throne while making you become Xixia Xu.
After hearing these words again, Mu Fu was not generally happy, but completely elated. He almost didn’t kneel and kowtow to Qin Changfeng. He didn’t worry that Qin Changfeng lied to him because his life and death were all in each other’s hands. There was no need to do so.
So he immediately said, "What are you waiting for, Buddhist? Let’s hurry. We’ll drag on for a long time for fear of change."
"Don’t worry, the poor monk has already arranged that the Helian iron tree can escape today." Qin Changfeng and Mufu walked out the door while the elders taught him. "The real poor monk liked you a long time ago and didn’t hesitate to come to see you this time. Well … just now, you didn’t disappoint the poor monk. If you are a woman, you will move your family and hand it over, and the poor monk will kill you without hesitation! If you want to achieve great things, you should abandon the affair between men and women and wait until you succeed in restoring the country. What kind of woman can’t get it? "
"Thank you for your teachings!" Mufu looked respectful.
Qin Changfeng nodded gently, but he secretly planned how to tell Duan Yanqing that he had helped him find a boost to seize the throne.
When Qin Changfeng and Yi Mufu arrived at Xinglin, Helian Tieshu was working with a large number of Xixia soldiers to help the Beggars come out. Duan Yanqing, Ye Sanniang and Yue Laosi, Yun Zhonghe, the four wicked people, were all impressed.
Even Tieshu saw Qin Changfeng and the fake Li Yanzong coming over and glanced behind them. "Isn’t the master here now and my nephew with him?"
Qin Changfeng said "dead"
"Dead?" Even the iron tree was surprised but even more surprised because Qin Changfeng added that "the poor monk killed"
"Somebody give them to the general …" HeLianTieShu drink but when it comes to the middle, his feet are weak and he leans against an apricot tree. He can’t move at all. He knows that he is poisoned, and he quickly turns to call "Hey, who is good at’ Sad Crisp Breeze’? Get the antidote quickly! "
After a few drinks, its Xixia warriors were all soft and said one after another, "The general is unable to move."
A warrior with a high nose said, "There must be a traitor, otherwise how can we know that this’ sad and crisp breeze’ is a complicated method?"
Hector even cycas nu way "good! Who’s that? You quickly checked for me and smashed him into ten thousand pieces! "
The samurai language took a look at his general and said who was the traitor?
At this time, Mufu had detoxified the elders of the Beggars’ Sect. Soon, this apricot forest was full of abuse, shouting and cracking. It turned out that the Beggars’ Brothers were beating people while searching for the antidote in Xixia.
A moment later, a few elders with nine sacks strapped to their bodies came along. Although Qin Changfeng’s face mask was scary, they still handed over and said, "Dare to ask the master’s name for help?"
Qin Changfeng lifted his mask with a slight sigh and said to an old beggar with gray flowers, "Elder Song doesn’t remember the poor monk?"
It was at the very beginning that this old beggar met Qin Changfeng and Elder Song at the border. When he saw this monk’s face again five years later, his eyes turned red and he cried inexplicably. "It turned out that it was Master Hui Yu. How could the old beggar not remember that although he had met for a day, Wang and I regarded the master as a model in his life? In the past five years, every time I thought of the master’s figure going west alone, the old beggar was worried about the master’s safety and felt ashamed. Today, it’s really grateful to finally see the master return safely!"
As soon as this was said, the elders and brothers of the Beggars’ Sect did not move, and another elder immediately called out, "Elder Gong, is this the master Hui Yu who you said killed 136 Xixia warriors alone in the border war five years ago?"