Chapter 2310

"Manager Lu praised it wrongly." Luo Feng said, "the younger generation doesn't usually study the patterns of weapons for a long time. The quality of these flying dagger soldiers is really difficult to reach a high standard." "It's just about your talent." Mr. Gong said, "Mingyuan is an old man and a registered disciple. What he said just now is true. Even, I don't exaggerate to say that when I'm your age, I'm no more accomplished than you are. "

Hearing the speech, Lu Mingyuan's pupil was shocked.

Mr. Gong's words, but also to Luo Feng's literary talent to a new level.

Lu Mingyuan looks at Luo Feng with envy.

Such a gifted genius is bound to be accepted by the teacher as his own disciple.

Although he has been following Mr. Gong's side, he is only a registered disciple of Mr. Gong.

"Congratulations, star." Lu Mingyuan laughs.

Luo Feng was stunned and did not understand why Lu Mingyuan suddenly said this sentence.

"Compared with Wen Dao, the flying knife skill of stars is more amazing." Mr. Gong laughed. "I'm afraid the young master of the Wang family would never have dreamed of it. The throwing knife that scared them back just now is the hand of Jiang Xingchen who they are looking for."

Lu Mingyuan looks at Luo Feng. He knows the identity of Jiang Xingchen and naturally knows the half year since he disappeared.

Lu Mingyuan is very curious about what has happened to Jiang Xingchen in the past six months, and such earth shaking changes have taken place.

Luo Feng shook his head humbly.

"Mr. Gong, please give me some advice."

Mr. Gong took the flying knife in his hand and observed for a while, "it's really rare to be able to carve such patterns at your age. However, in my opinion, the patterns on this flying knife are full of flaws."

Luo Feng nodded and listened carefully.

Although he doesn't know the relationship between Mr. Gong and Feng Sanniang, in Luo Feng's eyes, Mr. Gong is absolutely a great master in the field of tattoos. To be able to get the guidance of Mr. Gong is a great creation.

Meanwhile, Lu Mingyuan also listened carefully.

Night fell quietly.

Wang family.

In the hall.

Wang Si Mo sat down with a gloomy look.

Everyone was silent and did not dare to say more.

Wang family, twice planted in the hands of the second iron shop, lost face. "There are so many warriors in the little iron shop." Wang Temple song finally couldn't help speaking, and looked low and calm. "We almost searched the area nearby, and we couldn't find Wang Sicong's whereabouts. Now it seems that he must have been hiding in the second

iron shop."

"It's just a iron shop that is shrinking on the edge of the sewage river area. It's so arrogant and arrogant that I don't pay any attention to my royal family." Wang Siyun's fist tightly clenched, "elder brother, we absolutely can't swallow this tone."

Wang Si Mo's eyes were filled with hate.

His left arm was injured and he felt even more dishonored today. "The elder of my family has heard that tomorrow is the day of my father's funeral. Two Dharma protectors will come to mourn our father. At that time, I will let the people from the second iron shop be buried with my father. " Wang Temple ink

his eyes exuded a bloody cold light, "moreover, before my father is buried, we should find out the father murderer Wang Sicong and give thanks to his death in front of his father's platform."

Wang Temple Mo stood up and looked at the crowd. "All of us will cheer up. Tomorrow, many people will come to mourn and send me the last leg of the king's family. Although the master is not here, we can't weaken the prestige of the Wang family."

"Yes, young master." People responded at the same time.

"Get out of here." Wang Temple Mo a wave of hand, at the same time, also turned to walk inside, "I need to heal, all people can't come in."

Wang Si Mo strode inside and opened a door.

A chill came to me.

In the dim light, a coffin was placed in the center of the room. The lid of the coffin was opened, and a figure in black was standing beside it.

Wang Temple Mo turned to close the gate, and immediately went forward respectfully, "master."

This man is the great Dharma protector of the blood clothes sect, Xiao yinx.

Xiao yinx slowly turned around, "are you injured? Who did it. "

Wang Si Mo took a deep breath and said it. "I thought it would be easy to catch a waste fourth young master as a ghost to calm down the matter. Unexpectedly, a second iron shop appeared." Xiao yinx said coldly, "this second iron shop has never been noticed. When your two uncles come tomorrow, you can go with them again. "

Wang Si Mo nodded respectfully.

After a while of expectation.

The second iron shop, dare to offend the bloody door, is undoubtedly to seek their own destruction.

Wang Si Mo took a deep breath and looked at the coffin in front of him. His face changed slightly, and he soon recovered to calm again. He asked, "master, have you found anything?" "Hum, you father, who is not worthy of death, would rather die than tell where the immortal spring map lies." The cold air in Xiao yinx's eyes was filled with cold. "I searched his whole body, and even the skeleton veins everywhere, but I couldn't find the immortal spring map. I didn't know what he was hidingWhere it is. "

Wang Temple Mo eyebrows wrung, "master, can it be that the news is wrong, my father He didn't get the immortal spring map at all. " "The message will not be wrong." Xiao Yinxu said coldly, "I have given him a chance, but the old Budie is too selfish. You are his eldest son, and he is unwilling to give you the picture of Xianquan. He only wants to get Xianquan by himself, so his father is not worthy of death." "But I've searched every place in my house these two days, and I can't find any trace of Xianquan map." When Wang Si Mo mentioned the word "immortal spring map", his eyes could not conceal his fervor. "I have tried out the second and third younger brothers. They have never heard of the immortal spring painting."

"As a teacher, you have four young masters in your royal family." "Wang Temple Cong?" Wang Temple Mo sneered, "this son is a commoner, but in name of Wang's young master.". If it hadn't been for his father's affection for him over the years... " Wang Si Mo's words stopped abruptly, his pupil shrank suddenly, and his expression was gloomy in an instant.

to the extreme, "is it possible that father gave Wang Si Cong the picture of immortal spring?"

"The whole Wang family can't find the immortal spring map. Then, is there only one possibility left?" Xiao yinx said, "no matter how, we should capture the king temple Cong alive." The ugly face of the humble immortal was twisted to me. Does he think it's useful? This little bitch is going to go down to accompany him "In a word, at all costs, get the immortal spring map."