Chapter 16 Kang Jinlong...

You Mengzhe first took off Zhao Feihong's martial gown, pulled it apart, and then threw it on the chair.

Zhao Feihong spat out another mouthful of blood.

You Mengzhe thought that he was vomiting too much, so he had to hurry up, so he divided Zhao Feihong by three and five, untied Zhao Feihong's belt, flattened him, and ripped off his trousers. In this way, Zhao Feihong was naked, a man. The strong body lies on the bed.

You Mengzhe: "..."

Zhao Feihong: "..."

You Mengzhe licked his lips and couldn't help but feel lustful. Zhao Feihong has never been slack in practicing martial arts all year round. Next, the fit man's body seemed to be coated with oil, which was perfect.

Really strong, You Mengzhe thought to himself, what is even more rare is that the roots of the crotch are as iron, thick as the arms, and the veins are tangled and stiff.

It must be because of love that made his whole body hot, which led to his madness, no wonder... You Mengzhe looked at Zhao Feihong's whole body, every inch of his skin was exposed under You Mengzhe's gaze, Zhao Feihong's face was flushed, and he couldn't say a word.

Those words were too exaggerated, as thick as his black gold stick. You Mengzhe gestured with his fingers, holding Zhao Feihong's hot male root in his right hand, and he couldn't hold it with one hand. .

Regardless, You Mengzhe swallowed his saliva, rubbed his hands with ointment, and smeared it all over Zhao Feihong's huge penis. The dark red head was smeared with oil in the palm of his hand, and it rose even more immediately, ruddy at the horse's eye. A lot of yang water seeped out and wet You Mengzhe's hand.

You Mengzhe fiddled a few times and followed what Sun Bin had taught before. He used his fingers to break open the huge head a little, and the Yang water flowed more. After poking himself, xué pursed his lips and did foreplay first.

Zhao Feihong couldn't even vomit blood. He stared at You Mengzhe. You Mengzhe narrowed his eyes in embarrassment and panted slightly. After all, his fingers were not thick enough. Then he grabbed Zhao Feihong's big hand, grabbed his second middle finger, and flexed the other fingers. Apply ointment and lead his fingers to poke his back court.

Zhao Feihong's hands are bigger, his fingers are rougher, his nails are neatly manicured, and his fingers are also long. After two fingers stabbed into Meng Zhe's softness, his face turned red from under his neck.

Okay, just messing around, You Mengzhe couldn't wait, he rode on Zhao Feihong's waist, stretched one hand behind his back, held Zhao Feihong's yang root, and sat down with his huge head facing his backyard.

As soon as he entered, You Mengzhe felt a little pain in his eyes, blackened his eyes, and gritted his teeth patiently.

Go in half an inch, stop for a while, then go another half an inch, until you get used to it and the pain is relieved, You Mengzhe sits down deeply, trying his best to let the whole meat stick completely penetrate into his body.

"Ah..." You Mengzhe groaned, his face full of embarrassment, his eyes filled with water, his knees spread apart, his back straightened, and he enjoyed the full satisfaction.

When they all went in, You Mengzhe was a little dizzy. The beautiful boy's body was covered in sweat. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand to rub his chest, touched his lower abdomen, and shook his hard penis with his fingers.

As soon as he inserted it, he was able to withstand Meng Zhe's flowing water, dragging his own yang root with a crystal silver thread, and sticking it to Zhao Feihong's strong abdominal muscles.

You Mengzhe took a breath and began to move up and down. Every time he reached the depths, he felt an abundant infuriating energy being injected into his body. The infuriating energy was like the vast ocean, endless and endless, and like the scorching sun melting snow, it instantly made him His whole body felt as if he was soaked in warm water, and he couldn't help shaking.

Zhao Feihong coughed, and then he gasped for a while while holding his neck. The infuriating qi in his body instantly found a vent, no longer stiff, and said, "You!"

You Mengzhe immediately said: "Zhen... calm down! Master, I'm helping you heal!"

At that time, Zhao Feihong was blushing and didn't dare to look at You Mengzhe. You Mengzhe sat so deeply that the meat stick pressed against his heart, and the two of them maintained this posture.

Zhao Feihong said: "Quick... go down."

You Mengzhe said: "In Shuangxiu! I will die! Don't make me go into trouble."

Zhao Feihong was about to go crazy. He couldn't speak for a long while, and You Mengzhe said, "Go ahead. You close your eyes, I'll do it. One, two, three... go!"

Zhao Feihong stood up on his elbows, he couldn't help but gasped slightly. The two were now one body. When he was about to leave You Mengzhe, his infuriating qi was faintly pouring back. You Mengzhe blushed and looked at Zhao Feihong, motioning him to close. Eyes up.

"Either cover your eyes."

"Don't fool around!"

You Mengzhe took his single shirt and put it on Zhao Feihong's head, but was blocked by Zhao Feihong.

"Forget it." Zhao Feihong breathed for a moment, and then said: "Just this time, you and I will still be masters and apprentices in the future, don't think about anything else."

You Mengzhe said: "No problem, just lie down. Just relax and enjoy it."

Zhao Feihong swallowed his saliva, turned his head to avoid You Mengzhe's gaze, and then said, "I'm here, you relax, you guide the infuriating energy in your body, and follow the meridians written in Zhuanyang Jing."

You Mengzhe: "..."

You Mengzhe thought he heard it wrong, but Zhao Feihong had already sat up, hugged You Mengzhe's waist, let him lie down on the bed, avoiding his gaze, gently pulled out nearly half, and pushed the cock into the depths .

"Ah!" You Mengzhe let out an embarrassed cry, and Zhao Feihong began to thrust slowly.

You Mengzhe grabbed Zhao Feihong's arm, thinking that he could! How come? Not the first time! Zhao Feihong twitched one after another while he was thinking about it. There were several times when the two were almost separated, and when the whole rod was about to be pulled out, it was inserted deeply.

You Mengzhe shouted loudly, and Zhao Feihong said, "Be quieter!"

You Mengzhe said: "I can't help it... Master, you... Come in again, ah, I can't do it..."

Zhao Feihong was so embarrassed that he pulled the quilt and stuffed it in You Mengzhe's mouth for him to bite. His crotch twitched repeatedly. Every time Feihong was inserted, he was full of infuriating energy, pulsing back and forth in the veins of his whole body, as if washing his mind, it was like flying up, no, until he ascended to the sky, You Mengzhe's eyes darkened, it was almost impossible to describe the feeling .

Zhao Feihong couldn't help gasping for breath, looked at You Mengzhe's eyes, and was very embarrassed. Don't turn his head away, You Mengzhe opened his eyes, looked at his handsome profile with a look of infatuation in his eyes, and couldn't help but dàng in his heart.

"Master." You Mengzhe groaned: "You are so fierce, you make me feel so comfortable... ah ah ah..."

Zhao Feihong: "..."

"Don't call it that!" Zhao Feihong swallowed and slowly pushed in.

You Mengzhe: "Master, turn your face and look at me..."

Zhao Feihong: "..."

You Mengzhe: "The book says..."

Zhao Feihong was really about to be killed by this cunning apprentice. When he looked at You Mengzhe, the two looked at each other, and You Mengzhe saw a long-suppressed, fiery lust in his eyes, and his heart instantly jolted.

"Come on." You Mengzhe groaned, "Master, work harder."

Zhao Feihong: "..."

Zhao Feihong began to twitch quickly, and the huge meat sac slammed into You Mengzhe's legs with a loud slap, and mercilessly slammed You Mengzhe. Pure and thick yang energy, and then poured back like a mountain.

As the frequency of the thrusting increased, the infuriating qi was poured back and forth like the sea, like water merging, and each other was confused and in love with each other. In the middle of the top, the fleshy roots spewed out a white liquid, and she slammed into his chest. Zhao Feihong pushed in deeply, You Mengzhe was so rough that she snorted again, and then went in a few times in a row, You Mengzhe hugged Zhao Feihong's neck. , kissed his lips passionately.

Zhao Feihong's pupils shrank suddenly, he closed his eyes, and kissed You Mengzhe intently, his lips and tongues were fiery, and a hot stream of heat poured into You Mengzhe's body.

After double repair.

You Mengzhe: "Master."

Zhao Feihong's face was ashen, You Mengzhe said, "Master, why are you so rigid? It's beneficial."

Zhao Feihong: "You... alas."

You Mengzhe said: "Don't you have a feud with my father for taking a wife? Now being the enemy's son... No, it's not a good thing to give the enemy's son?"

Zhao Feihong couldn't bear it any longer, he reached out and touched You Mengzhe's body to ask for xué, You Mengzhe's whole body froze, Zhao Feihong stretched out his hand to hug him, and wanted to lay him down.

You Mengzheyun rushes vigorously, I rush, I rush, and he rushes away in two strokes. He has Zhao Feihong's homologous infuriating energy in his body, and now he can't control himself anymore.

"Hey, Master, are you right?" You Mengzhe said again when he lay down.

Zhao Feihong: "!!"

"Didn't I just order you?!" Zhao Feihong said in disbelief.

You Mengzhe said: "We have the same source of true qi, and I will rush to xué myself."

Zhao Feihong: "..."

Zhao Feihong said: "You sleep, sleep now, don't say another word."

You Mengzhe thought to himself that if I talk again, you can't do anything about me, and now you are completely useless to me. He lifted the quilt and got in. Zhao Feihong's quilt was not as good as his own, and it was also very thin. However, because of Zhao Feihong's martial arts practice, the quilt was very warm and had the scent of this strong man's skin.

Zhao Feihong glanced at You Mengzhe, put on thin clothes, his face was very ugly, got up to go out, You Mengzhe hurriedly said, "Where are you going?"

Zhao Feihong: "I sleep in your room."

You Mengzhe said, "I sleep so cold, your quilt is too thin."

Zhao Feihong said: "Go back to your own room to sleep."

You Mengzhe said pitifully, "I want to sleep with you, Master."

Zhao Feihong said, "Don't mention that again!"

You Mengzhe: "I didn't mention that... I slept alone since I was a child, and the Qinghua Hall was empty and cold."

Zhao Feihong didn't speak, and You Mengzhe said again: "My father has never slept with me, alas, forget it."

Zhao Feihong let out a long sigh. There was a bit of helplessness in that sigh, and a bit of self-blame. In the end, he had to turn around to sleep, stretch out his arms, and You Mengzhe was secretly delighted. He leaned on his strong arms, hugged his waist, closed Sleep with your eyes on.

In the early morning of the next day, You Mengzhe was woken up by the sound of whip pào. When he opened his eyes, he smelled the fragrance. The daffodils on the windowsill bloomed overnight, and the fragrance was refreshing.

"Did you let the whip pào?!" You Mengzhe said, "Why didn't you call me?"

You Mengzhe ran out of the front porch with bare feet, and sneezed by the cold air. The door was still closed, Zhao Feihong came out of the hall and said, "Go back and get dressed, be careful of catching a cold!"

"Peach blossoms are blooming!" You Mengzhe exclaimed.

The peach blossoms in the front yard were bright and prosperous. Zhao Feihong turned around and entered the hall without saying anything.

Fortunately, before the whip was released, You Mengzhe went in and put on his clothes and came out. He casually rolled the quilt even if he folded it, and suddenly felt a seal beside the pillow, and inside it was a small dragon twisted with two taels of silver. After You Mengzhe came out, Zhao Feihong sat in the hall and said, "That's the apprentice ceremony given to you by the master."

You Mengzhe said, "Oh, thank you."

Zhao Feihong: "..."

You Mengzhe: "?"

Zhao Feihong said: "Appreciate a teacher."

You Mengzhe said: "It's okay to be a teacher, we both understand it in our hearts..."

Zhao Feihong said, "Kowtow!"

You Mengzhe looked at Zhao Feihong for a long time, and had to kneel and kowtow three times, knowing that Zhao Feihong was still thinking about the incident last night and had to determine the relationship between master and apprentice. What's the problem? You Mengzhe thought to himself, once he was born, the second time he was cooked, he would cut his way...

When he looked up again, he saw Zhao Feihong smiling happily and said, "Meng Zhe, you don't need to be polite in the future, what should be the case."

Zhao Feihong came to help him personally, and You Mengzhe suddenly felt a little moved, but then he thought that something was wrong. The leader of the Wulin Alliance accepted the young master of the Demon Sect as his disciple. How to calculate this confusion.

"Then my father..." You Mengzhe said.

Zhao Feihong stood up, went out with his hands behind his back, and said casually, "I only know that your mother is Qing'er, but I don't know who your father is."

You Mengzhe said, "Let's have a discussion, and don't go to Yuheng Mountain."

At this moment, You Mengzhe really thought about him, but he knew that what Zhao Feihong decided would never change. Uneasy in his heart, he followed him out of the front yard, Zhao Feihong opened the door, flashed the fire book, and gave it to You Mengzhe.

"Let's talk about it." Zhao Feihong replied lightly, took off the black gold stick, and motioned for You Mengzhe to go for a pào battle.

You Mengzhe's eyes lit up, it was rare for Zhao Feihong to let go, he bowed and ordered the whip, and the door opened with an earth-shattering sound, the snow that fell last night had melted, the red crumbs were flying in the chūn wind, going door to door along the street. Let go of the whip pào, red paper spreads a thick layer on the wet ground, and there is a beaming atmosphere everywhere.

After placing the pào, Zhao Feihong snorted: "This year is very lucky." He patted You Mengzhe's head, and went inside to set breakfast.

You Mengzhe smiled and said, "Great luck."

Rice cakes and omelettes, japonica rice porridge, salted fish and salted eggs, the master and the apprentice were still having breakfast when a guest came to pay their respects for the New Year. Both belonged to the martial arts family in Ting County and Yangzhou City. They had met You Mengzhe, but they did not know his identity. Zhao Feihong hurriedly collected the table and ordered You Mengzhe to serve tea to the guests.

"Zhao Alliance Leader." The person who came was a family, led by a middle-aged man with a lady, the lady also held an older child and a small child, the two sides exchanged a few words, and another guest came.

"Lord Zhao!" The old man had a loud voice, laughed loudly, and then handed over.

Zhao Feihong got up and returned the salute. Just after everyone sat down, another guest came. This time, a young man brought his junior brother and sister to pay homage to Zhao Feihong.

Zhao Feihong returned the salute one by one, You Mengzhe took out all the tea cups and tea bowls in the house, and if it was not enough, he had to use rice bowls for tea. The hall was full of people, chatting with each other, and the scene was very lively.

Zhao Feihong said, "Meng Zhe, this is Lin Shibo, the master of the Cangshan School of Five Elements, Young Master Bai of Liuhe Tongjimen, and the old master of Baiyu Hall in Jinyun Mountain."

"Ah." Master Lin said, "This is the little apprentice accepted by the leader of the alliance." Then he smiled humbly.

You Mengzhe said: "Lin is a good family."

Zhao Feihong said, "Kowtow."

"..."

You Mengzhe's smile froze.

kowtow? You Mengzhe roared in his heart, "These guys don't know where they came from. A maid from my house can beat them to death with just one palm. You want me to kowtow to him?" ! Just kidding!

The daughter-in-law of Lin's family was a wink, and hurriedly said: "If you don't knock or knock, it's so big. Come on, Auntie will give you a seal."

Zhao Feihong said lightly: "It's my apprentice, naturally a younger generation..."

Dang Lin came to his senses and said hurriedly: "What are you talking about, don't need it. Hey, Meng Zhe? Where is Meng Zhe from?"

You Mengzhe glanced at Zhao Feihong, and when he saw that Zhao Feihong didn't insist any longer, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Jiangzhou and Sili are at the border."

"Meng Gongzi is handsome." Lin's daughter-in-law smiled.

"His surname is You, not Meng." Zhao Feihong explained, "You Mengzhe, You Gutian's son."

Everyone smiled and nodded, looking at You Mengzhe with an admiring expression, and the smiles disappeared after a while.

Master Lin: "You Mengzhe...you are the one on Yuheng Mountain...hehehe..."

You Mengzhe took the Hongfeng'er and said with a smile, "That's right, it's You Gutian, the leader of the Demon Sect... Hehehe."

The daughter-in-law of Lin's family: "The leader's...hehehe."

You Mengzhe: "Well, the real son of the leader, hehe..."

Everyone's faces turned pale, and the old hall master's hands trembled a little when he took out the red envelope. . If You Gutian finds out, most of his family will be killed, dog, no, stay! ! !

"Meng Zhe, take your junior and younger siblings to play." Zhao Feihong gave You Mengzhe some money. You Mengzhe is half-sized here. There are more than 20 young men in Liuhe Quan. You Mengzhe is only seventeen, so he naturally becomes the leader of the children. , The children in the hall didn't know You Mengzhe's identity, so they all gathered around and waited for him to lead him to buy a whip.

You Mengzhe wanted to hear what Zhao Feihong had to say, but unfortunately there were five children, so he had to lead him out. bought some whip pào on the street outside the door and went back to the front yard to play with the children.

Zhao Feihong's voice came, and a few words could be vaguely heard.

Zhao Feihong: "Meng Zhe is the son of an old friend. Zhao also has a certain responsibility for the matter of Yuheng Mountain. Fortunately, the reunion for many years is still a blank sheet of paper."

The guests responded one after another, and You Mengzhe thought to himself, yes, yes, that incident last night will be revealed to you, don't know what expressions on their faces.

The old man surnamed huáng had the loudest voice and was very clear: "The leader of the alliance has even stayed with You Gutian's son. On August 15th this year, our odds of winning will increase by one point!"

Zhao Feihong hurriedly said: "Huáng is joking, Meng Zhe's nature is not bad, naturally he can't use it to threaten You Gutian, thinking that I am the right way in the martial arts, and I can't act like the magic sect, then I have to let him stay in the capital... "

The voice was a little lower, and the child beside him was playing pào again, so You Mengzhe couldn't hear it.

"Brother." The eldest son of the Lin family asked, "Why do you and your father live in such a small place."

You Mengzhe said, "My father?"

Several children looked at You Mengzhe, and one of them said, "Yes, why don't you move to Yangzhou?"

You Mengzhe said: "My father lives in Qinghua Hall, why do you say that?" He realized something and said, "That's my master."

"Isn't Zhao Daxia your father?" the child asked.

You Mengzhe said, "No, why do you say that?"

You Mengzhe's heart moved, and the child said again: "You guys look like you, your father is so good-looking."

You Mengzhe and Zhao Feihong wore azure robes. They looked like two fathers and sons. They were generally handsome. He thought that maybe he was mistaken. Laughing badly, hehe, hehe, this way, you see, that's it."

You Mengzhe turned his face to the side, imitating You Gutian's evil smile, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he learned a full ten: "Aren't you handsome?"

All the children teased one after another, You Mengzhe smiled and suddenly thought that he didn't look like You Gutian, but he always liked to imitate him subconsciously. After all, he had only one relative since he was born.

Now that the New Year is very lively in Ting County, Yuheng Mountain is still so deserted, and I don't know how You Gutian is doing alone in Qinghua Hall.

You Mengzhe missed him a bit.

Ever since he was sensible, You Gutian has given him a strange impression. If he is unfamiliar, he is not completely unfamiliar; if he is familiar, it is not necessarily. The father and son always seem to be separated by such a layer.

Every morning, You Gutian would ask him to meet him and let him practice the Yang Zhuan Gong.

In addition, most of the time is stocking, never leaving Mengzhe wandering, letting him run around the mountains and plains to play.

The children played the whip pào one after another, laughing and laughing, and You Gutian was caught in thinking about the past.

In the past sixteen years, You Gutian has never hugged him, except when a guest went up the mountain, You Mengzhe came out to have dinner together. Those from the Western Regions, from Tingcheng, from the East China Sea... messy people dressed in fancy clothes, with red hair and blue beards, all of them weird, they gave him a treat and gave him a lot of treasures. Full receipt.

In addition, I usually don't eat with You Gutian for three meals. You Mengzhe feels very lonely facing the cold and clear Qinghua Hall, but I haven't been very lively in my life, so I can't compare the taste of the two, only I feel that my heart is empty. I want to miss someone, but I don't know what to think. After all, the biological mother died without even seeing each other. At that time, Yu Wenhong didn't even see a shadow.

Later, You Mengzhe talked to himself in the air, delusionally imagined a mountain god to accompany him, and was seen by a demon sect once, thinking that You Mengzhe had fallen in with evil. Incense sticks time to talk to You Mengzhe exclusively. Most of them are mainly chatting, and occasionally they will talk about martial arts.

You Mengzhe was still young at that time, so naturally he couldn't remember much, and he didn't know the warmth or affection of human beings. What You Gutian said, he remembered everything, and regarded it as a golden rule, and acted as a matter of course.

You Mengzhe delusionally imagined that there is actually a mountain god, who happens to be Yu Wenhong.

It's just that Yu Wenhong appeared too late.

Of course, the entire demon sect is upside down and black and white, and there is no distinction between good and evil, and no one thinks it is strange.

As the young master of the Demon Sect, the biggest advantage is that you can run around in the mountains, play together when you have a playmate, and when you don't have a playmate, You Mengzhe will take risks on his own. The Tibetan Scriptures Pavilion can be freely entered and exited, the magic soldiers in the Lunjian Pavilion can be played with, and the alchemy room can also be freely entered and exited - there is also the magic mausoleum in the back mountain, where the ancestors of the magic sect are buried. Urn.

You Mengzhe played with pearls as marbles since he was a child, and used gold leaves to beat the water.

There has never been a person like Zhao Feihong who will take care of him, take him to buy vegetables, and tell him many things. There was no perfunctory expression in his eyes, he just cherished, and he could see that each other needed company. Zhao Feihong said that it has been a long time since the Chinese New Year, and it is expected that he will be single all these years...

And what about You Gutian? You Mengzhe vaguely thought of this strange father, if You Gutian can be like Zhao Feihong, even if you urge him to practice chopping firewood on the mountain every day, and take him down the mountain to buy vegetables, maybe You Mengzhe will not feel bored. Sneak out of the mountain.

While thinking about it, the guests resigned, and the children went back one after another. You Mengzhe and Zhao Feihong said goodbye to the guests. Are there any strange bruises, or any strange poison that will kill you a month later.

"Leader, don't give it away." Everyone handed over.

Zhao Feihong stood modestly and sat in a daze on the stone chair in the front yard after sending the visitor out.

You Mengzhe looked at Zhao Feihong for a while, and suddenly had the urge to get close to him.

"What do you do again!"

As soon as You Mengzhe rushed over, Zhao Feihong raised his arm alertly, and You Mengzhe said, "Master, let me rub for a while."

Zhao Feihong: "..."

"You don't kowtow either..." Zhao Feihong said, "What's wrong with me... Okay, what do you mean! Stop it!"

You Mengzhe put his arms around Zhao Feihong's neck, rode on his lap, and rubbed against him. Zhao Feihong's face flushed and he got up to leave, but You Mengzhe hung on him like a monkey, and was dragged away by him.

You Mengzhe: "!!!"

Zhao Feihong: "..."

You Mengzhe touched Zhao Feihong's legs, the thing was stiff and stiff, You Mengzhe hurriedly said: "Shuangxiu!"

Zhao Feihong's face turned black immediately, You Mengzhe had to let him go, and after leaving the hospital, he turned around a few times and came in. Zhao Feihong sat in the hall, his face softened a little.

You Mengzhe said: "Master, why are you so troubled? We are master and apprentice, and the ancient method did not say that we can't do other things..."

Zhao Feihong said angrily: "What happened last night was a last resort! This is against the morals of the world! If you think of such filthy thoughts again, get out of the teacher's door immediately, and don't care about you, go wherever you go!"

You Mengzhe was dumbfounded, Zhao Feihong didn't care about him? Before, he had been thinking about running away, but after Zhao Feihong said this, You Mengzhe found that he didn't want to leave again.

Strange indeed.

You Mengzhe argued with reason: "What's wrong with ethics, you didn't marry, I didn't marry, and no one in the martial arts would say that if they were a clerk... Besides, it's just a double cultivation..."

Zhao Feihong didn't answer, You Mengzhe mumbled for a long time, went out to get a bamboo pole, and swept it around in the courtyard, the wind was whistling.

You Mengzhe already has Zhao Feihong's abundant infuriating energy in his body, and that infuriating energy is pure yang formula, which is very domineering and masculine. The vast cultivation base fills You Mengzhe's whole body, and there is a hint of a master demeanor in his gestures.

The inner strength was not spitting out, and the accumulation was thin. You Mengzhe leaned over and turned horizontally, holding a bamboo pole on his back, turned over a dozen times in a row, and then swung a stick out of his backhand, and said loudly: "Drink!"

The thick young man's voice was so loud that even You Mengzhe was a little surprised. The stick technique that Zhao Feihong had taught before is now being practiced, and it's actually smooth and smooth. Really unbelievable.

Zhao Feihong didn't know when to go out again, and he stood in front of the porch and pointed: "The sixteenth style 'pick up rivers and mountains' must be spared."

You Mengzhe: "Oh."

"The old force is exhausted, and you can't continue until the new force is born." Zhao Feihong took his black gold stick, shook a phantom, and said, "The meaning of the stick is that there is an endless stream, one force is not exhausted, and one force is born again. You've got a lot of use out of it, practice with me once."

You Mengzhe retracted his stick and glanced at Zhao Feihong from the corner of his eye. The master and apprentice moved in exactly the same way, with the horizontal stick as their chest, and their shots were neat.

The peach blossoms in the courtyard were swirling under the stick wind. Zhao Feihong practiced the stick and had a graceful and unrestrained figure. You Mengzhe was concentrated, one big and one small, the same step by step, picking, smashing, collecting, shaking. Khan, felt the joy of practicing martial arts for the first time.

The master and apprentice took their sticks at the same time, and Zhao Feihong said lightly: "Yes, there is entry."

The sound of clapping hands came from behind, Tang Hui's voice sounded, and he said with a smile: "Good stick technique."

You Mengzhe devoted himself to practicing sticks, but did not notice that another guest was coming, but Zhao Feihong knew earlier that when he turned around, he saw that it was Tang Hui, the young master of Tang Clan, with four people.

Zhao Feihong and Tang Hui clasped each other's fists and greeted each other. Tang Hui shook off the folding fan and said to Meng Zhe with a smile, "We meet again."

Zhao Feihong instructed: "Practice again by yourself, Mr. Tang, please, haven't you returned to Xichuan?"

Tang Hui said with a smile: "After the martial arts conference, there are still some things to do. I can't go home in time for the Chinese New Year. I will rest in Yangzhou for a few days before going on the road. The leader of the alliance, please."

Zhao Feihong let Tang Hui into the hall, and You Mengzhe was curious and stood outside the door to eavesdrop.