The male god of quick time travel, don't trick me anymore

Chapter 178 Mr. Interpol's Little Wife (17)

"Okay, it seems that there is nothing to find out now, my school has started classes, I have to go first, seniors, you can play slowly!"

So, with a little tiptoe and a nimble pace, it seemed that he didn't need to rely on a point of strength, and disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye.

A group of people who were left in place were stunned.

This.
"Is this the legendary Qing Gong?"

"probably!"

"Nowadays, isn't it said that only people from the Chunyu family can do it? Could it be her."

The old man shook his head in denial.

"No, we have checked all eighteen generations of Zhuang Yi's family, but none of them has ever been involved with their family."

However, the so-called masters who survived today, no matter what, even if their lightness kungfu is used to the extreme, they will not pass without a trace like her. Is it because of kung fu or because of strength?

What Zhuang Yi used was indeed Qinggong. He found it from the sect's library in the world of immortality. It contains the most profound skills in all walks of life in the world. Of course, it is on the top floor.

And the top floor is not accessible to everyone.

In all realms, if one can achieve the most exquisite cultivation method, if one carefully searches for its context, there must be something worthy of it and can be integrated into all aspects.

As expected, Zhuang Yi never went to the activity room of their club again, and it was not as Fang Xu thought before. It was true that as long as he called Zhuang Yi over, she would bring a group of people from their club.

Although they were quite critical of Zhuang Yi, a hands-off shopkeeper, at the beginning, after being taught the basic common sense of martial arts practitioners by Fang Xu, they knew that it was impossible to teach her what she wanted casually. other people.

And when they stayed at Fang Xu's house for one afternoon every day, the two of them really spent a lot of time guiding them, so in the end they were happy and harmonious.

".So, you must practice your footwork well."

After talking about their problems intensively, Zhuang Yi could finally take a breather, and went downstairs to pour a glass of water, drinking while listening to Fang Xu talking on the phone.

"I understand, so you should set up the scene tonight and wait for me to go there in person. Don't do anything without permission."

"Yes!"

Fang Xu hung up the phone and looked over with a frown.

Zhuang Yi just looked at his side face and noticed an unusual coldness and solemnity.

"What did you hear?"

Zhuang Yi put down the water glass in his hand.

"I don't believe it. With your hearing ability, you won't be able to tell when I came?"

"I'm just afraid, people with great supernatural powers like you, my ability is not enough to detect your breath."

Hey, this is a bit sour to say!

"You can't cultivate your inner strength?"

Fang Xu snorted coldly, put the mobile phone in his pocket casually, and went upstairs with big strides.

Zhuang Yi who stayed where she was was a little dumbfounded.

Are you trying to show her off?

Could it be because of his pain?
No way, in the past, no matter what situation he was in, he had a good family background, but now he can't practice internal strength?

This is a big joke!
Speaking of which, the last time I checked his body in a hurry, I only focused on the hidden disease on his body, but forgot to check his bones.

Thinking about it this way, his tendons seem to be a little blocked.
He took another sip of water from the cup, but his eyes gradually drifted to the void.

Well, this time, it's more interesting!

"Girl! You're here!"

This old man is extraordinarily attentive!
The old man—Sang Liu, the master of Yiyuan Sect's junior brother, smiled like a flower, and when he saw Zhuang Yi, he immediately moved closer to him.

(End of this chapter)