Qi Jiabiao was shocked and couldn't extricate himself. Elder Qian, masters, and other outer disciples in the field had an extra crystal screen made of magic power in front of everyone, and began to calculate continuously.

After about half a stick of incense, Qian Feng smiled happily, put away the crystal screen in front of him, pointed at Xu Yi and said, "Okay, what a good seedling, such a genius, I am really happy. Tell me, what do you have? No matter what your requirements are, it's not too much. As long as it is within my ability, I will definitely satisfy you."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked at each other sideways.

Elder Qian is really happy. This kind of joy in solving puzzles cannot be known by those who do not immerse in the way of mathematics.

The mangrove question puzzled him for a long time, but Xu Yi gave a new solution to the problem, but did not solve the problem, leaving him with the greatest pleasure.

At this moment, he solved the question, and his 36,000 pores were so refreshed that he felt more pleasant to see Xu Yi.

Xu Yi clasped his fists and said, "Since that's the case, I will not be pretentious. I want to ask Master Bingqian to be my temporary guidance."

As soon as these words came out, they were shocked.

"Elder, only the outer disciples can ask the inner master as the tutor. Xu Yi is a new student who is a disciple who has a very shallow qualification. How can he ask the inner master as the tutor on the first day of his entry?"

Qi Jiabiao couldn't help it and spoke again.

He was able to perform his duties in the Internal Affairs Hall and gained Qian Fengxin. On weekdays, he would never go against Qian Feng's intentions. This time, he was really stimulated by Xu Yi's various despicable actions.

Xu Yi said, "This fellow Taoist misunderstood. I am talking about the time being for guidance, either as a mentor. I have something unknown to me, so I can specifically ask Master Bingqian for advice."

"Okay, I agree with this small request. Bingqian, are you okay?"

Xu Yi’s statement was reasonable, but it was not a difficult requirement. Qian Feng only felt that this person knew the importance of the matter and was a cultivating person.

Han Bingqian was completely stunned. He never dreamed that this would be the situation. Logically, Xu Yi should not know his existence. What is going on...

"Wow, boy Xu, I think you're crazy."

There was a thunder sound on the ground and Song Zheng exploded.

He couldn't believe his ears. Xu Yi entered the Liangwang Peak, but he made it with all his efforts and he personally negotiated it with him. What's this kid's trouble?

Xu Yi bowed heavily to Song Zhengyi, "Xu is so lucky to have three lives that Master Zhengyi is so beautiful that I think Master Bingqian is more suitable for me. I have discussed knowledge with Master Bingqian several times. I admire Master Bingqian's rigorous style of studying. Therefore, I want to ask Master Bingqian to guide me for the time being, and Master Zhengyi not to be angry."

"Wow, Han Bingqian, you shameless villain, I'll tell you why you always linger around me? It turns out that you have such a sinister plan. If you want to intercept the bell, I'll kill you."

With a loud bang, Song Zheng did it as soon as he said it, and took action directly, and a light palm blasted towards Han Bingqian.

With a whistle, the crowd of people in the audience disappeared in an instant. Elder Qian curled his lips and muttered a few words, "I don't want to be a son of man", and ran away first.

Although he, the elder of the Interior Hall, is a second-generation disciple, he does not have absolute prestige to suppress the third-generation disciple.

What's more, Song Zhengyi's temperament is famous for Lu Zhi, so why should he go to this muddy water? Anyway, it won't be really dead.

Even Elder Qian didn't care about this little business, so others wouldn't be so stupid that they got involved. They were instantly dispersed. Even Xu Yi took the opportunity to run away, leaving only Song Zhengyi and Han Bingqian in the entire Dazhu Peak.

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It was already night, and the mountain wind was howling, pouring in through the air window, sobbing endlessly, loudly, but it could not suppress Han Bingqian's roar and cursing.

"...Idiot, the biggest idiot in the world, the brain of Song is made of granite. I've talked to him and I don't believe it. I want to kill him, I want to kill him..."

"... Damn cunning ghost, I know, I must know, very good. Since I know, don't hide it anymore. Just let it go. Just do it. Song Zhengyi, I can still offend me. Don't you have to take me as your mentor? I will definitely guide you well..."

In the dim cave, Han Bingqian sat on the steps into the hall. Under the faint moonlight, his seriously damaged face was astonishingly ferocious.

In the entire cave, a group of people had been expelled by the angry Han Bingqian for a long time. He licked the wound alone like a wounded wild wolf.

During the battle with Song Zhengyi, he completely realized the difference between him and the most straight guy in the entire Liangwangfeng Temple.

If the two hadn't had the battle between them almost destroyed half of the small bamboo peak and caused a huge sensation. The elder of the Law Enforcement Hall came out to stop him, and he suspected that the Song surnamed could really take his life.

"Okay, it's very good. I have learned to use force to fight. However, it's too early to be exposed. If you are vaginal, I might have to be hurt more severely. This little fur injury is worth... cough... what..."

Before he finished muttering, Han Bingqian coughed violently, vomited blood for a while, and hurriedly grabbed a handful of pills and took it. Only then did he breathe evenly, and two figures swept across the sky.

"Old Han, the one named Song actually took such a fierce attack?"

The middle-aged man with a long face on the left shouted indignation.

The short and fat middle-aged man on the right head snorted, "I didn't catch up. If I catch up, I will definitely not settle with the Song."

The long-faced middle-aged man is called Tu Yi, and the short and fat middle-aged man is called Feng Qing. He is quite close to Han Bingqian on weekdays.

Han Bingqian sneered, "I think Brother Feng can't catch up, but he doesn't want to catch up. The battle between me and Song is not just one or two. With your brother Feng's eyes and ears, you can't hear it? Okay, the person with the surname Han can see that it's all empty. "

Feng Qing's fat face turned slightly red and embarrassed, "It's brother's, but what can I do if I rush over there? I really help you fight Song Zhengyi. In that case, you will have a fight with the will of anger, but it will become a small hill in the temple. Do you really think that the elders of the Law Enforcement Hall are decorations? Brother Han, I'm also powerless. Now, as soon as you finish, I will pull Lao Tu to comfort you."

As he said that, a blue ice fruit appeared in Feng Qing's palm, which was of great value.

Although the three of them have similar scent, they always have some friendship after so many years.

何况,今番两人坐视韩丙谦挨揍,怎么说都是理亏,只能以宝补情.

A green bottle appeared in Tu Yi's palm, "The new Maojuxian wine is only twelve bottles a year, but a bottle of purple wish beads was called outside. Brother, you are also unlucky. What happened to Xu Yi? Did you have a holiday with you, or is it really your brother who likes this guy and wants to take away love with him? But if you ask me, your price is too high."
Chapter completed!