Chapter 68

After a clear explanation of the misunderstanding, Qin Feng's life seems to have returned to normal. For the next two days, everything is as usual. Meng Ke still goes to work, and the little girl goes to kindergarten as usual.

Two days later, at 9 a.m., Qin Feng took Meng Ke and his mother and daughter to Cangzhu island.

At the gate of the community, Qin Feng was about to stop a taxi. Suddenly, a little girl on one side pulled his arm and said weakly, "Baba Baba, the wound on your face is not good. You look so ugly."

The little girl's words made Qin Feng very happy. She thought her daughter was very sensible and concerned about him. But the last half of the words made Qin Feng almost spit out blood.

Ugly?

Ugly???

It's just a scar. How can it be ugly?

Qin Feng is depressed. Suddenly, the little girl points to the shop by the road. There are all kinds of masks hanging on the door. "Baba, the mask of the transformer is so handsome. Otherwise, would you like to wear a mask?"

"Er..." Qin Feng was even more depressed and depressed. He didn't feel much hurt on his face. If he hadn't worried about Meng Ke and his little girl's wishful thinking, the wound would have been gone.

But now, to wear a mask of transformers, what the hell? To go to a wedding and wear this thing, can't it be regarded as a clown?

At this time, Meng Ke couldn't help laughing and said to Qin Feng, "look at my daughter. I'm looking forward to it. A mask doesn't cost much."

Qin Feng

He has nothing to say. He doesn't know what to say. Is it a matter of money? It's a matter of face, isn't it embarrassing for such a big man to go to the wedding wearing a mask?

The most important thing is that Meng Ke is still gloating?

Qin Feng is very reluctant to do this, but even if he thinks about it, after all, it's his daughter's request, so he went to the store to buy the mask and put it on his face.

Seeing Qin Feng wearing a mask, the little girl was very happy. She jumped up and down and laughed.

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Meanwhile, cangzhudao.

In a small pavilion, Liu Xinran paced back and forth, like an ant on a hot pot, worried and anxious.

Flustered for a long time, she turned to look at Liu Canghai and gritted her teeth: "grandfather, even if you don't tell Mr. Qin, at least you should ask someone else to help you? Otherwise, how can you be Lu Beichuan's opponent? Aren't you going to die? "

Liu Canghai shook his head and wry smile, "Xin'er, it's not as simple as you think. Mr. Qin's kind of high-level people are not those we can invite."

"As for the others you mentioned, it's only the relationship between the capital. But you have to understand that the enmity between Lu Beichuan and me is actually the enmity of the martial arts and Taoism circles. Naturally, there are different rules."

"Why don't you understand?" Liu Xinran was more worried, and he was almost crying. "Lu Baichuan made it clear that he wanted you to die. Now he is a master of martial arts. The gap between you and him is too big. How can he let you go without the help of external forces?"

"Don't rush me." Liu Canghai waved his hand, also appeared to be a little fidgety, "in fact, after taking the medicine that Mr. Qin configured last time, my strength not only has a breakthrough, but also has been improving since then. Now I feel that I am only one layer short of window paper from the beginning of Gangjin, the so-called martial arts master."

"But I can't understand this layer of window paper, but if I can make a breakthrough before the decisive battle, it's really possible for me and Lu Beichuan to win or lose. After all, when we reach the vigorous level, it will be very difficult to improve every level. That's why there are so few martial arts practitioners at the master level."

What Liu Canghai said is true, but Liu Xinran's worries remain unchanged. "But grandfather, you ask yourself, isn't it daydreaming that you think so now? Even if I don't practice martial arts, I know this kind of bottleneck. It doesn't mean that you can break through it. How can you... "

Liu Xinran wanted to say why Liu Canghai was so stubborn, but before he finished, he suddenly got a flash of inspiration and said, "by the way, you can always ask Mr. Qin about this question and ask him for advice. Even if he doesn't want to tell you, there won't be any bad consequences, will there? Why don't you try sending a text message to Mr. Qin? "

It seems like a good idea, but in fact, Liu Xinran doesn't hold much hope. Besides, he doesn't know whether Qin Feng will instruct Liu Canghai. Even if he can, is Liu Canghai's bottleneck so easy to break?

In a few words, Liu Canghai can make a breakthrough. Even those famous martial arts masters in China can't make it.

But the problem is, besides this road, Liu Xinran can't think of any other way.

This time, Liu Canghai's face became serious. Obviously, he thought that Liu Xinran's idea was feasible. After thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Qin Feng, explaining his bottleneck and pressing the send button.

"It depends on luck." Liu Canghai put his mobile phone on the table and began to look forward to it in his heart, hoping Qin Feng could help him at this time.

And just as he was about to enter the anxious waiting process, Ding Dong, the mobile phone had a text message reply. Liu Canghai took it up and saw that it was really Qin Feng's text message.

"He refused?" Liu Xinran looks disappointed. If Qin Feng's reply is very late, she will not think so.

But Qin Feng is the second back, she can think of the answer, nothing more than don't ask me, why should I tell you and so on? After all, it only takes a few words or even two or three words to refuse.

Liu Canghai frowned slightly and said, "I didn't refuse. Mr. Qin said... It's the opposite. Do you mean I'm against heaven?"

Liu Xinran

Of course she doesn't understand.

Liu Canghai no longer spoke, frowned tightly, and fell into meditation. If Qin Feng said that he was against the sky, he didn't think that Qin Feng meant it.

In this case, what do those two words mean? What on earth is wrong?

"Is it Gongfa?" Liu Canghai suddenly thought of this point. If he acquiesced that Qin Feng was instructing him, then it would be the most possible for him to practice Kung Fu.

In other words, is the direction of the operation of Gongfa reversed? But how can that be possible? The skill is handed down from the ancestors of the Liu family, and it specifically states that if the skill works in the wrong way, the muscles and veins will be broken.

Liu Canghai wants to ask Qin Feng again, but he doesn't have the courage to worry that Qin Feng will feel that he has made an inch.

After struggling for a while, he finally decided to work hard. He simply sat on the ground and started to run his family's Taiji Jue, which was neat and direct.

Liu Canghai didn't have much hope, but when he was in the middle of the operation, he could not help but set off a storm in his heart