"Shut up!" With a cold shout, the village master above finally couldn't bear it anymore. The young man who was concentrating on practicing martial arts had never seen such a boring captive before. He even forgot the rules and turned his head to look over. After taking a look, quickly go back and practice again.
The village owner looked down at Feng Zhiwei, feeling a little annoyed, he had just heard that a group of officers and soldiers would pass by today, and wanted to rob them, but he didn't want the officers and soldiers to rob as usual, but the people who came to the rescue after the officers and soldiers were somewhat unexpected , It was so easy to find a bully who could ride alone into battle, thinking that if he caught it, he would get a lot of money, but he didn't want the bully to look like he was not a bully. This hard-won foundation was lost.
He is troubled here, and Feng Zhiwei is also thinking about it, the way this group of people practice martial arts is really like the style of Tiansheng Army, but there are some differences, could it be...
She was carried by the village owner all the way into the village, and countless people greeted the village owner along the way, and the person just nodded casually, as if they were very prestigious.
When the man entered the village, he tossed Feng Zhiwei to a man who rushed over, said: "Treat it like the former captives, watch carefully!" After thinking for a while, he said: "You can eat enough rice!"
He left after throwing away, and his subordinates will take over the next thing, and he has never had to worry about it. As he walked, he took a betel nut and chewed it carelessly. It's weird, but I always chew betel nuts when I have something on my mind. It seems that there is nothing weird about it. I was immediately alert, and was about to turn around to look at the hostage, when I suddenly found a person walking beside him leisurely, asking in a serious and gentle manner: " Is this betel nut? It’s the first time I’ve seen it. I heard that if you chew too much betel nut, your teeth will turn black. How do you keep your teeth white? Can you teach me?”
The village owner glanced at this person, and suddenly threw the betel nut in his hand, and the betel nut drew a brown arc in the air, and landed somewhere with a bang, at the same time, the stunned people on all sides also moved, each They drew their knives one after another, and in a blink of an eye they already surrounded Feng Zhiwei who was speaking.
Feng Zhiwei looked around and said with a smile, "Is this how you treat visitors from afar?"
The village owner turned around, only then did Feng Zhiwei see him clearly, he was actually a young man, seventeen or eighteen years old, his handsome face was still somewhat youthful, his eyebrows were extremely handsome, like a calligrapher concentrating and agitating Pen, Yixing flies.
It's hard to imagine that such a young person can build such a large-scale and magnanimous stockade, and lead this group of sturdy people to rob the army. Listening to his voice, Zheng Zheng, who had issued an order on the cliff earlier and beat Commander Qiu into a panic, fled. It was him, Feng Zhiwei looked at the young village owner with a bit of appreciation.
She appreciates it, but others don't buy it. This young man is obviously the kind of genius who is admired by others, so he has an arrogant personality and looks clean in front of his eyes. He looked at Feng Zhiwei coldly and said: "There are two things, but I tell you, Tianfeng Village has always been able to come, but not to go."
"Tianfengzhai?" Feng Zhiwei chanted the somewhat feminine name of the village, with a strange light in his eyes, and said with a smile, "I can come as long as I can, as for whether I can go or not... just wait and see."
The young village master snorted coldly and was about to speak when he suddenly realized, "Are you deliberately trying to be captured by me?"
"Children can be taught." Feng Zhiwei nodded in satisfaction, walked towards the main hall ahead, "Come, let's take a look at Tianfeng Village."
She was just staring at the encirclement like a tiger, walking towards others, talking to herself, her attitude was like a boss coming to inspect the territory of her subordinates, the young village head stared, stunned by such a chic and domineering "hostage", He was stunned for a moment before he realized, with a livid face, he shouted coldly, "Stop!" With a thrust of his front arm, he had already grabbed Feng Zhiwei's shoulder like lightning!
When he grabbed it with a whirring palm, it was obvious that he was really angry, but Feng Zhiwei didn't even look back, stepped sideways with his shoulders down, and drew a semicircle with his right hand in mid-air, with a "snap" sound and the opponent's eagle. Claws collided together, after the muffled sound, Feng Zhi slightly shook his shoulders, but the boy took a step back, and after taking a step back, he stood firm, his face flushed, and then faded away, replaced by a green one.
He stared at Feng Zhiwei's back that had never turned back, his face was ugly, everyone looked at each other, he didn't understand what happened to the always invincible village master today, he seemed to have suffered a bit? Also, why don't you continue to do it
Feng Zhiwei had already turned her head, took a look at the other party, and said gently: "It's good for young people to have vigor, but don't be too arrogant, look at you, you should have taken three steps back, and you are stubbornly refusing to back down. , are you injured internally?"
She was only eighteen or nineteen years old, but she was old-fashioned when she taught others. The young man was so angry that he opened his mouth to refute. When he opened his mouth, Feng Zhiwei suddenly flicked his fingers, and a black light flashed into his mouth. The young man was caught off guard. , it was too late to shut up, he just felt a bitterness in his mouth, the pill had been down his throat, and instantly dissolved, he was about to vomit in shock, when suddenly he felt a wave of heat rising in his body with a movement of breath, walking all over the place In the eight meridians, where the hot current passes, the inner breath surged because of the forced refusal to retreat just now, but the inner organs that feel disgusted and want to vomit are already much more comfortable.
He was startled, and only then did he realize that the other party had given him an excellent wound medicine, which not only healed the internal injury just now, but also improved his own internal strength. Normally, he should be grateful, but seeing the embarrassing confrontation at this time, he couldn't help it. He really didn't know what to say, he was always considered clever and quick-witted, but now he was rubbed by a boy of the same age and stayed there, not knowing what kind of medicine the other party was selling in his gourd.
Feng Zhiwei has already turned around freely, looked at the people around, and said with a smile: "Your family's martial arts foundation is very solid, but there is a lack of changes and out of order, although it is enough to protect itself now, but if a first-class Master, I am afraid that the entire army will be wiped out very easily."
He also pointed to the group of young martial arts practitioners outside, and said: "Those young people are mixed, why should they practice martial arts together? Some people are already familiar with it, but some people can't keep up. Those who are familiar with it are a waste of time, and those who can't keep up with it are useless. , why not teach students in accordance with their aptitude and learn skills in different classes?"