"Are you eighth grade?"
Zhang Feng clamped the tip of the sword in front of him with his two fingers, tilted his head to look at Si Yu, his brows bounced.
He couldn't figure it out. Two and a half months ago, he was still a little martial artist with a fourth-rank cultivation base. Why did he break through the fourth-rank twelve levels in just half a month
No matter how genius, there is no diligent practice and superhuman encounters, and he can't dream of advancing by leaps and bounds in cultivation, unless there is a legendary elixir for him to eat.
"Humph!"
Siyu raised his head and straightened his chest, proud like a peacock.
Siqing leaned over and hit her with an elbow, beckoning her to put down the sword, always pointing the sword at the door master and his man, which was too much.
"What?" Siyu was very upset, put down the sword, hacked the scabbard casually, and threw it on the sofa, holding his arm with an unhappy expression.
Siqing had nothing to do with her, shook his head, and looked at Zhang Feng, his face instantly softened, walked over to sit down next to the sofa, and whispered to Zhang Feng.
"Because of the meridian problem, no matter how hard we practiced, our sisters were very slow. When I was a child, the old man discovered our problem. After some research, he gave us a special practice method.
Since then, we have continued to cultivate hard, and progress is just as slow, but we can feel that there is a wave of energy gathering in the dantian.
Later, the old man told us that our two sisters are the cauldrons he prepared specially for you. In conjunction with that practice, and then using the double cultivation method, not only can your cultivation level be greatly improved, but it can also stimulate our body. The energy makes great progress. "
Speaking of this, Siqing leaned his head on Zhang Feng's shoulder and squinted his eyes as if he was anchoring.
Zhang Feng understands that the person who really helps him set foot in the realm of the master is the old man who has been trending for several months.
In terms of foresight, who can compare to his old man
For a time, the heart of returning to the headquarters to worship the old man was extremely strong.
But no, once Zhang Feng returns to the headquarters of Anyemen, he will face difficulties from the Presbyterian Church and cause countless disputes...
It should be noted that rights can make people fascinated, especially after enjoying the taste of rights, it is difficult for anyone to give up.
"Sister smelly, take the opportunity to be gentle with the host, and don't take me!"
Siyu jumped over and chattered and sat on the other side of Zhang Feng
, Hugged his arm, and pulled Zhang Feng toward her like a toy.
But I didn’t want to. Siqing fell into Zhang Feng’s arms. He wanted to get up, but Zhang Feng’s big hand was placed on his waist and he was holding it tightly. What’s more, that big hand still wandered...
"The master... No!"
Struggling and unable to get out, Siqing asked Zhang Feng for mercy with a cat snoring.
"This..."
Zhang Feng wanted to listen to his thoughts, stay restrained, and don't be too indulgent.
You know, Beauty Township is a burial mound of heroes. Great masters are greedy for beauty and will sink. Maybe the cultivation base regresses or something.
However, Siyu was in trouble at this time. She jumped on the sofa, leaped behind Zhang Feng, and blew into her ears, "Sir, don't leave tonight, our sister will serve you."
"..."
Zhang Feng couldn't speak anymore. There was only one thought in his mind: No matter whether he perishes or not, his beauty is at present, there is wine today and drunk now, and tomorrow will be sorrowful!
Unconsciously, she turned her head and kissed Siyu's mouth...
In the words, ****, behind the confusion and sentiment, for a time, like entering a fairyland.
However, five seconds later, Zhang Feng opened his eyes fiercely, let go of Si Yu decisively, and quickly put Si Qing aside, ignoring the two girls with blurred eyes, jumped and jumped to the window. The curtains were closed with a single stroke.
"Hehe, the host is worried that we will be seen." Si Yu hugged her sister, laughing.
The sentimental face turned red, and the flattery appeared.
In terms of beauty, the two are not as good as Ye Qingxuan, and in terms of body shape, they are also not as good as Tao Xian’s long legs, but they look exactly the same, unless they speak by themselves, no one can recognize it. This is their uniqueness. , There is also a place for people.
Don't say it's Zhang Feng, change for any man, don't even think about taking a step forward when you see the two men's fascination.
Zhang Feng turned around, but his expression was ashen.
"Sect master, what's the matter with you...?" Si Yu was taken aback by Zhang Feng's expression, thinking that he hadn't done a good job somewhere, which made the sect master angry.
"Sorry to the master, we indulged." Siqing also hurriedly stood up and sat up, preparing for the punishment of the door.
Zhang Feng shook his head and said solemnly: "It has nothing to do with you. Go upstairs and change clothes immediately. Remember to close the curtains. There are experts nearby, I can feel it!
"
The perception of danger has almost been engraved in Zhang Feng’s soul. This is a skill that he has cultivated through many years of assassin’s career. Today, he is even more a master. The value gifts are far beyond the past. The premonition of danger is even stronger. .
The twins' expressions changed, they jumped up quickly, and went upstairs with a light effort. After a while, two sharp figures, wearing leather jackets and leather pants, each holding a long sword, appeared in the living room.
Zhang Feng was at the window, carefully following the curtain gap to look out. There are street lights in the community, but the green area is large and there are too many places to hide. In addition, there is no light in those places. With Superman’s eyes, it’s still No hidden enemies can be found.
"Notify the guards, let them strengthen their guard, and protect the home carefully. I'll take a look outside!" Zhang Feng glanced back at the two women, his eyes lit up, but he had no time to appreciate, he flew up to the second floor and jumped from a guest room. The window leaves.
The twins used the walkie-talkie to notify the guard at the first time, and then guarded at the door of the living room, ready to rush out to help.
At this moment, the atmosphere of battle enveloped within a radius of tens of meters centered on Villa No. 9.
At this time, Carlos, wearing a tight-fitting suit on a roof in the center of Jinxiuyuan Community, put his hands around his chest and stood against the wind. The night breeze moved his clothes, hunting and hunting, making him look very handsome.
It's a pity that this guy is a bald head, which perfectly destroys the overall image. At first glance, the villain appears on the scene.
"Zhang Feng, are you there?"
Carlos closed his eyes and listened attentively.
This is his secret method, inherited from South America and Pakistan. The exercise can greatly improve the five senses, especially eyesight and hearing.
He tilted his head slightly, his ears moved a few times, and then a fierce smile rose from the corner of his mouth, "Is that you, Zhang Feng, are you really a ghost killer?"
I heard that someone is advancing rapidly in the community, seeming to be searching for the enemy.
Suddenly, the voice stopped, and then quickly approached.
"Have you found me so soon? It seems that you are the ghost killer, the only SS-level killer in the world!"
Carlos has a hideous expression on his face. With a bald head, he is very cruel. He touched his back with his hands and pulled out two slender scimitars, facing the direction of the sound, compared to an assassination, and immediately withdrew away. go…
(End of this chapter)