Pick a School Flower as Your Wife

Chapter 533 The Ship Goes to Sea at Night

The afternoon sun slanted across the sea and scattered messily on the beach. On the beach, a figure, like a phantom flame, could not be guessed.

Amazing.

The interpretation is impressively ‘Sanmai True Fire God’s Palm’, but there are a few places that have been ingeniously changed, which is like a finishing touch.

"This is the seventeenth style of the'Samaya True Vulcan Palm','Xinghe Daiyue'." Liang Jie's eyes firmly locked on this body, his eyes were hot, and he held his breath for fear of missing a little bit. nitty gritty. "This is the twenty-three style,'Sky Star Long River'. Oh my god, he also knows the'Sanmai True Vulcan Palm' well? But even the master can't do it..."

Liang Jie was completely shocked, his body unable to move for a long time.

He received an order from his master. What he knew about Luo Feng was only from the friends of Junior Junior Sister, and he hurt Junior Brother Xiao. The moment he saw Luo Feng, he would never have thought that this young fellow could reach such a level of martial arts attainments.

It is a habit that Luo Feng has formed over the years to change the exercise method, streamline and strengthen one move. Now that he has practiced the "moving mountains and reclaiming the sea" in the magical technique of [Purple Qi Donglai], Luo Feng feels that the world's fists and feet are all going to the same goal. Moreover, the "Sanmai True Fire Palm" is already his second. After learning this time, it is naturally easier to find flaws and shortcomings.

"Changing these eight places, your'Sanmai True Fire God's Palm' will definitely be able to go up to another level." Luo Feng dropped a word and wandered forward, leaving behind a back. He knew that Liang Jie It takes some time to digest these changes that I have brought him.

Liang Jie waited quietly, thinking of every move Luo Feng had shown in his mind.

Eight changes have almost caused earth-shaking changes in the Palm of the True Fire God of Samadhi.

Qian Yilan also followed Luo Feng to the other side of the beach, leaving Liang Jie alone.

After a while, Liang Jie's figure suddenly moved, his palms seemed to be holding two **** of flame, and between his palms, the flying sand vibrated and the heat rolled.

"Second Senior Brother can get your guidance, and his strength will definitely improve by leaps and bounds." Qian Yilan said, "I heard from the master that he has stayed at the bottleneck of Mingjin Eighth Stage for a long time. This time, maybe he has the opportunity to break through. Step into the ninth grade of Mingjin." Qian Yilan's eyes are full of longing and anticipation.

An Jin is the real martial arts master.

At the same time, only when An Jin was reached, his father would tell him of his past.

Qian Yilan will not forget the injury of his father Qianyan.

"You're not bad. After you entered Dongfang Yunxiao sect, your strength has improved by leaps and bounds." Luo Feng glanced at Qian Yilan, "I'm about to break through to Mingjin sixth rank. Tsk tusk, although the strength of this Dongfang Yunxiao is not very good, teach the apprentice It's pretty good."

Qian Yilan glanced at Luo Feng badly.

Not very good?

The words were blown.

I heard that the big brothers are already dark masters, and the master's strength is even more beyond doubt.

However, Qian Yilan didn't dare to refute completely what Luo Feng said.

"Work hard. I believe that with your current progress rate, you can enter Anjin in about half a year. This is faster than many people." Luo Feng laughed, picking up a stone at any time and throwing it into the sea. Uncle Yan promised to wait for your secret power before telling you everything. Naturally, he hopes that your strength is strong enough before you can avenge him."

Luo Feng also knew this from Qian Yilan's mouth.

"Actually, I envy you very much." The corner of Luo Feng's mouth wiped bitterly.

Looking at the vast sea, thousands of feelings rose in my heart.

He once asked the old Daoist about his life experience, but the old Daoist gave him a different answer every time.

Sometimes I picked it up at the beach, sometimes I picked it up by the river, and sometimes I picked it up at the foot of the mountain... Anyway, I picked it up.

"Nerdy, I haven't heard you say about your life experience yet." Qian Yilan's eyes were curious.

Because she had checked all the information about Xuanyuan Pavilion, there was no clue about Luo Feng.

Luo Feng shook his head, his eyes deep, "I'm just an orphan who has been wandering around with a magic stick since I was a kid."

There is no simpler life history profile than this.

Qian Yilan pressed her red lips lightly and remained silent.

It seemed that he could feel a trace of sadness in Luo Feng's heart.

"Have you thought about looking for them?" Qian Yilan blurted out.

"Looking for? Who do you look for?"

"Your parents." Qian Yilan looked serious.

Luo Feng's pupils couldn't help but widen a bit, and then he shook his head sadly, "How can I find if there is no information?"

"Didn't you say that you were taken in by a...sacred stick?" Qian Yilan said, "You can ask him, when he adopted you back then, did you carry anything that could identify you, or where you were? , The specific location, the clothes you were wearing at the time, the swaddling clothes that wrapped you, etc., any minute information, it is possible to find your parents."

"Not at all." Luo Feng shook his head, "I haven't seen the old **** stick for many years, maybe he would have died early."

"..."

This nerd, did he hate the old **** stick so much that he cursed others to death.

The sea breeze is blowing on the face.

Luo Feng sighed lightly, "Even if there are clues, so what? They abandoned me back then. Now, even if I meet again, how should I face them?" Luo Feng never dared to imagine these illusions. Existing scene.

Night fell quietly, covering the beach. The waves became more and more rough and fierce, and they had the momentum to swallow the world.

When Luo Feng and Qian Yilan walked back, Liang Jie was walking in the direction of the two in a hurry.

Standing in front of Luo Feng, his expression solemnly thanked him.

"If you really want to be grateful to me, you'd better let me see Yin Wuniang tonight." Luo Feng said with a smile.

"Definitely." Liang Jie said sternly, "I have already arranged. At nine o'clock in the evening, there will be a boat to pick us up to sea and land on the deserted island at about ten o'clock."

Luo Feng's eyes were wiped with anticipation, and there was a hint of cold.

Yin Wuniang, if the big ear is really in your hands, then... you wait.

Luo Feng said quietly in his heart.

After returning to the ‘Fishing Village’s Home’ again, after a meal, I waited for the passage of time.

When it was close to nine o'clock in the evening, the three of them came to a quiet wharf, and a fishing boat was already leaning aside.

"Jie Shao." A fisherman who appeared to be about 40 years old, with dark skin and a top hat, greeted Liang Jie with a smile.

"Get on the boat, Lao Dong is his own." Liang Jie said, and the three jumped off the fishing boat.

The fishing boat started and sailed slowly towards the sea.

This is a rather rudimentary fishing boat, almost facing the waves. In less than ten minutes, the clothes of the three of them were soaked. Fortunately, Qian Yilan was prepared and wore an extra windbreaker. , Not too embarrassed.

"There is no way, I have to stop it." Liang Jie's eyes were apologetic, "It's like using a big boat to be too eye-catching. Even if this fishing boat meets people from Yin Wuniang, they will only be because they are fishermen. Just pass by."