Vol 2 Chapter 67: Missing people

Xu Qian's eyes were blank, and she didn't know what she was angry with for no reason.
Immediately, it seemed that he had thought of something, while he was perfunctory and observing in secret.
"Last night I was overworked and tired, so I came over to take a bath. Teacher, have you used lunch?" Xu Qi'an smiled.
Hearing "overwork", Luo Yuheng's white face climbed up with two blushes, and gave him an angry look:
"I'm about to find you for dinner."
The two immediately returned to the warm bedroom. Qing Xingyuan’s maid brought a long table, which was filled with porridge, meat buns, pastries, fried dough sticks, pickles and other breakfast.
Luo Yuheng didn't eat anything else, holding a bowl of white porridge, Lanhua finger pinched the porcelain spoon, and sipped it.
"This should be the "anger" in the seven emotions. As the name suggests, it is irritable. I have to deal with it carefully later..."
Xu Qi'an muttered while observing her.
The national teacher is still the national teacher, cold and beautiful, with a little cinnabar on the eyebrows, like a fairy who does not eat fireworks.
Everything last night seemed to be a dream.
However, Xu Qi'an has already understood how hot and ecstasy the national teacher is, how delicate and elastic his skin is.
I actually put Dafeng Guoshi, the beauty that Emperor Yuanjing couldn't ask for to sleep...At this moment, recalling last night, Xu Qi'an is still a little dreamy.
"Enough to see?"
Luo Yuheng raised his eyes and glared at him, angered.
I slept all the time, just watch what happened... Xu Qi'an muttered in his heart, and then his eyes fell on the swollen chest of the national teacher.
Tuk!
A chopstick came in quickly and pierced the table in front of Xu Qi'an.
"Eat and eat!" He retracted his gaze and drank the porridge silently.
After breakfast, the two did not talk or make eye contact. Once Xu Qi'an either secretly or openly appreciates the face and figure of the Chinese teacher, she will get angry.
Luo Yuheng put down the bowls and chopsticks, stood up indifferently, and walked towards the bedroom.
During walking, the hem of the Taoist robe flickered lightly and gracefully.
"It's okay, don't disturb my practice." She said lightly.
The bedroom door was open. Xu Qi'an turned to look back and found that the quilt cover and sheets from last night had been replaced.
On the inner screen hung a white embroidered lotus belly and a pair of white soft silk pants.
boom!
As if he had noticed his gaze, Luo Yuheng's sound of closing the door was particularly loud.
The emotion of "feeling "angry" made her even more unsatisfactory. She kept her eyebrows and eyes at every turn, as if I was just a tool person when I went to bed...
"I feel like my aunt, or, an English teacher..."
He slowly grabbed the clean sweat towel, wiped his hands and mouth, raised his foot to the bedroom door, and knocked.
Luo Yuheng ignored it.
Xu Qi'an pushed open the door arbitrarily, glanced away, and suddenly found that the close-fitting silk trousers and apron were missing.
Luo Yuheng sat cross-legged on the bed and said angrily: "Don't you let you not disturb me?"
The former Luo Yuheng was cold and calm, and would not have too much mood swings, so he gave Xu Qi'an a sense of superiority.
It's like now, I get angry at every turn, although it's not a good temper, but it has a lively popularity.
"The karmic fire has subsided, so I can consolidate my practice later. I will take you to the garden for a stroll?"
Xu Qi'an leaned close to the bed and held Luo Yuheng's smooth and delicate catkin.
He thinks so. The relationship between the two parties is more like the words of a matchmaker ordered by his parents.
Fortunately, Luo Yuheng didn't hate him, and even had a very good impression, although he was far from reaching the level of rolling sheets.
But now that he knew the basics, he had to change his mind and work hard for the warming of the relationship between the two.
After all, I can't expect Luo Yuheng to chase me... Xu Qi'an thought in his heart, and suddenly saw a flash of anger in Luo Yuheng's eyes, he instinctively noticed that it was wrong, and a shadow jumped to escape.
But found that the body could not move.
"National Teacher?" Xu Qian said hurriedly, "I have something to discuss."
Luo Yuheng glared at each other: "What did I say to you last night? This is just a deal. Don't think that you are my Taoist companion after the double repair, and you can do whatever you want."
"It's in Xia Menglang." Xu Qi'an confessed the wrong pose and posed very well.
Luo Yuheng snorted softly, then let him go, closed his eyes and meditated: "Go out."
The temper of angry personality is more difficult to provoke than the original version of the national teacher, and it is irritable and easy to face. If it were not for admitting the mistake just now, she might have been thrown out by her with a sword...
Well, I am also more proud and reserved... Xu Qi'an let out a sigh.
He walked out of the bedroom, breathing in the fresh air. When he passed the bedroom window, the window door "banged" open, Luo Yuheng sat on the bed, his voice was cold:
"where to?"
"Go to the kiln." Xu Qi'an curled his lips.
"What did you say?" Luo Yuheng raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "Say it again."
Xu Qi'an sneered and deliberately stabbed her: "The national teacher is in charge of me going to the kiln or not, we have nothing to do, it's just a deal."
Luo Yuheng's chest rises and falls, waving his hand to close the window.
"Then I really went to the kiln?" Xu Qi'an shouted at the window.
"roll!"
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Xu Qi'an didn't leave Qingxingyuan immediately, and let the maid prepare food, change clothes, toiletries, etc.
Looked for an unmanned room, took out the Buddha Pagoda, and tossed it gently.
The Buddha Pagoda swelled and enlarged, and the spire almost broke through the roof, Xu Qi'an moved into the tower with a thought.
When I came to the third floor, I saw Munanzhi sitting opposite Ta Ling, learning that the monk put his hands together and closed his eyes to meditate.
What is this... Xu Qi'an put the package aside and said, "Nan Zhi, I brought you some clothes and food."
Mu Nanzhi remained unmoved, still closed his eyes and meditated. The little white fox rushed over, twitching his nose and sniffing. While muttering:
"Is there no fruit? I want to eat fruit."
Xu Qi'an slapped it flying, and said angrily: "Roll the calf."
If it weren't for this little thing, I wouldn't face the Shura Field. The princess is still staying in the inn, waiting for me to go back silly and sweet.
The little white fox was beaten again, and cried and said:
"I don't want you to eat. If you are not good at all, you know to bully us."
It aggrievedly walked back to Mu Nanzhi, leaped forcefully, and its two front paws first hooked to the side of the table, then the hind limbs kicked randomly and climbed onto the table.
It sobbed for a while, until Xu Qi'an put the cake in front of it.
The little white fox glanced at the cakes and turned his head very spinelessly.
"You don't eat?"
"Humph!"
"Then I ate it by myself... Well, it's really fragrant, soft and sweet, wonderful... and this meat bun, the soup is overflowing, and the dough is strong. Oh, only the last One piece."
The little white fox's ears trembled.
"It's a pity that a little fox doesn't eat it, so I just have to eat it myself."
"You can eat."
The little white fox lost his bones, turned his head, plunged one head into Xu Qi'an's arms, and said softly: "You want to eat, you want to eat."
Xu Qi'an rubbed its head and fed it after breakfast. Seeing that Mu Nanzhi was still cold, he sighed and put down the little white fox and left.
He actually has many ways to deal with Munanzhi, but now the double repairs have not ended, most of them are just coaxing, and there are conflicts.
Or, she used this to make a break with Luo Yuheng and not allowed to communicate after double repairs.
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At this time, the martial arts conference has been held as scheduled in Yongzhou City, located in Dajiaochang, southwest.
The martial arts conference is for people from all over Yongzhou (without yamen records). The first stage is the audition, and all applicants can participate.
After the audition, the top 100 will be decided.
The second stage is the list of the top 100, and the top 100 winners play the qualifying match.
This set of lists imitates the Zhongyuan Jianghu Top 100 list.
Lei Zheng, the lord of Longshen Castle, and Gongsun Xiangyang, the lord of Gongsun’s family, are both top players in the top 100 in the arena, ranking 71 and 80.
Xu Qi'an changed his appearance again, turned into an ordinary man, and entered the big corner field.
This place was originally a barracks of the city defense army, but it was abandoned and abandoned for many years. Although it looks dilapidated, it has a large area.
Coming to the martial arts field, looking around, the crowd is full.
Standing outside the crowd, Xu Qi'an glanced at the newly built ring from a distance. At this moment, two young heroes were fighting.
The moves can be described as omnipotent, and they don't talk about martial arts at all, just to kill the opponent and win the victory.
The nasty is a little nasty, but at any rate there is no such wild way as sensational swordsmanship and public opinion swordsmanship.
"There are a lot of people. I will search here every day and I will definitely find the Dragon Qi host..."
He held the fragments of the ground book in his palm, and his divine thoughts spread to all directions like ripples.
Soon, the surrounding "scene" came back to my mind.
A burly man in the south, his eyes only fixed on the ring, his body was close to a woman, and he pressed his big rough hand on the woman's round buttocks and kneaded it vigorously.
On the left side of the burly man, a thin man with a blade in his hand was cutting the man's wallet silently.
A teenager in the north was also stealing a wallet.
Ignoring these various people and things, Xu Qi'an caught a dragon host who was watching the battle among the crowd, with his hands on his knees, as if he was extremely disdainful of the battle in the ring.
"It's the host of Broken Dragon Qi..."
Xu Qi'an didn't act rashly, because he couldn't judge whether the person was a wild host or bait.
In Yongzhou City, if he was not one of the Nine Dao Dragon Qi hosts, he would rather give up than take risks.
The ripples of his divine consciousness penetrated the crowd of spectators and spread towards the barracks. Not long after, another dragon host appeared in his sensing range.
This is a two-in-one yard, extremely dilapidated, it seems that it has not been maintained for many years.
There was a group sitting in the outer hall, and the Dragon Qi host was among them.
"It's still a broken Dragon Qi host, even if there is a grand event like the Wulin Conference, even if there is more than one Dragon Qi host in Yongzhou, but it is not a normal probability to be here at the same moment...
"Of the two Dragon Qi hosts, one must be a decoy, and even both are.........Huh? Gongsun Xiangyang?!"
Xu Qi'an saw Gongsun Xiangyang in this group.
In the outer hall, Gongsun Xiangyang sits on a large chair, behind which are the children of the Gongsun family.
Sitting on the same level as the Gongsun Patriarch is a young man with gentle brows and a smile on his face.
Behind this young man, from left to right are:
Young spear-bearing teenager with a stern face; beautiful young girl; old Taoist priest in shabby robes and rough edges; blue-eyed southern Xinjiang people wrapped in colorful robes; charming woman with a charming face and looking forward to brilliance; Kong Wu's powerful and demeanor The majestic burly man.
And, a middle-aged man with a sword on his back, this middle-aged man has no expression on his face, but he has a fate in his eyes. He is the host of dragon energy.
Who are these people...... Xu Qi'an's eyes stopped slightly on the girl.
At the age of less than twenty, the figure has begun to take on the grace of a mature woman, with large and round eyes, thick eyelashes, and a sharp chin unique to a girl.
Like Xu Lingyue, she is a very beautiful girl, but Xu Lingyue is a girl next door, soft and weak, at least on the surface.
And this young girl, with cold eyes and serious eyes, has begun to take the form of a strong woman. In a few years, she should be the same type of woman as Huaiqing.
Then, he looked at another beautiful woman, who was charming but not seductive, glamorous but not vulgar, with a unique temperament.
"I shouldn't have seen her, but her temperament, I always feel that I have seen it before, like deja vu..." Xu Qi'an muttered in his heart. At this time, I heard Gongsun Xiangyang's polite smile. Road:
"How do you call several heroes?"
Lei is a martial idiot who doesn't care about affairs, so the host of the martial arts conference is Gongsun Xiangyang. He was invited here by this group as soon as he finished his speech today.
This group of people is extremely terrifying. With Gongsun Xiangyang's fifth-rank peak level, they can only initially find out the depth of the gun-bearing boy and the shabby old Taoist ~ EbookFREE.me~ other people can't see through.
Gongsun Xiangyang had a bold idea. Most of this group of people are Grade 4 masters.
It's just that this speculation is too shocking, and in the arena, the fourth-rank martial artist is the dominant leader. Only in places like the capital, where masters are like clouds, will they appear together.
Dafeng Thirteen Continents, a single continent with a population of tens of millions, or even tens of millions, will produce so many Fourth Grades.
"Ji Xuan."
The only sitting young man with a gentle temperament smiled.
"Daxia Ji!"
Gongsun Xiangyang repeatedly gave his hands.
Ji Xuan........ Xu Qi'an frowned. The surname of Ji made him extremely sensitive.
The young man who claimed to be Ji Xuan laughed and said, "I'm from Qingzhou. I heard that Yongzhou is holding a martial arts conference. I came to see the excitement and gain a long experience.
After a pause, he took out a portrait from his arms and placed it on the table, saying:
"Patriarch Gongsun is a big man in Yongzhou. I would like to ask Patriarch Gongsun for a favor."
Regardless of whether Gongsun Xiangyang agreed or not, he said to himself: "You must be thankful for helping me find the characters in the portrait."
Gongsun Xiangyang would naturally not refuse, and took the portrait with both hands, took a closer look, and smiled:
"It's easy to say, easy to say. I will send someone to notify you when I have news."
It's just looking for someone, it's a trivial matter, there is no need to offend this group of people.
Ji Xuan nodded in satisfaction, and said: "In addition, there is a small matter."
Gongsun Xiangyang put on a listening posture.
"Troubled Gongsun Patriarch to help pay attention to a person who has no portrait and his name is Xu Qian."
Ji Xuan took a sip of tea.
Xu Qian.........Gongsun Xiangyang's heart suddenly startled.
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PS: I ask for a monthly pass. I have something to do today. I have been busy during the day. I will have time to update when I get home.