When Kou Li and Bai Feng arrived outside the city, they saw a huge guard of honor driving on the official road, but apart from the officers and soldiers and palace maids, there were not many Feng Mansion boxers.

When the five royal boxers saw Kou Li change, they did not dare to stop him. They let him stand in front of the guard of honor, and the convoy all stopped.

"That's great, catch up, princess, I've brought General Manager Kou."

In the most luxurious carriage, "You are a turbulent girl. Didn't I say that after leaving, I will hand over the letter to him."

Bai Feng spread his tongue and said to it: "You guys have retreated yet. The princess has something to discuss with General Manager Kou!"

After everyone pushed the distance far enough, Kou Li stepped forward and wanted to open the curtain.

"Don't, I am, I don't want you to see what you are now," a panic-like cry came from the car.

Kou Li frowned. It was hard to guess the woman's thoughts. She had seen her bald appearance before.

"Next year, next year, my hair will grow. Let you touch it and see what the difference is," even if you don't have to look at it, you can hear the other person's shyness.

"Why go?"

"I have been to Lingnan for several years, and I miss my father. And you have also seen the current situation that the court is already suspicious and will inevitably be mixed with sand. Instead of making trouble until the end, it is better to take a step forward and make a general sense. Don't fight for the president of the Guangdong Bank. The armed business department can also let the officers and soldiers settle in. It is impossible for people to feel that I, Princess Feng, really wants to rebel..."

"I'm not asking this," Kou Li said in a deep voice: "As long as I am here, no one can take you away. This is our agreement two years ago."

After a moment of silence, a soft choking sound came from the car, "I, I like the Grand Master, the most, but I cannot indulge in the gentle land, nor the Grand Master, the Grand Master, the Grand Master, the most. Those who do major events must take risks. As long as I return to the capital, others will not feel that the Feng Mansion is self-respecting, and you will be able to usher in the best period of time."

Kou Li was silent. He knew that the other party had paid a huge price to escape the prison in the capital. But now, she had to go back alone, which was how courageous she had to have.

This woman is like a ball of fire that cannot be burned into others, so she burns herself to death.

Deep in my heart, a heartstring was deeply touched.

"On next year's Chinese Valentine's Day, the lotus garden in the capital must have a fragrance that spreads ten miles, and the whites are connected together. At that time, will I be lucky enough to invite Mr. Kou to visit the garden and enjoy it?"

Kou Li took a deep breath, "I will go."

"You must remember that on the Chinese Valentine's Day a year later, there is a woman named Fengxi who will wear yellow clothes and yellow skirts and wait for you in the most prosperous place where the lotus blossoms are. Please, you must go to the appointment."

The honor guard convoy finally left, in this season when flowers bloom and fragrance spreads.

"Don't you see that the princess is always arrogant. In fact, she has always been very timid since she was a child. She is most afraid of loneliness, thunder and night. We sisters often see the princess wake up in nightmare and then not sleep all night. But this time she went to face the danger of the capital alone. She believed that you would definitely protect her, and we sisters also believed it--" Bai Feng said with red eyes.

Kou Li looked at the sky. Under the vast sky, he seemed so small, but under the influence of a certain emotion, it seemed that no matter how big the world was, it had nothing to do with him. His heart was filled with a figure of a Taoist figure.

"I will definitely go to the capital city. I must have done the last disaster in front of Wu Kou Immortal Gate there."

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Half a month later, in the pagodas traveling to Guangdong, the presidents of the martial arts commerce in more than a dozen coastal provinces, as well as famous boxers from all over the country, elite masters among the officers and soldiers, gathered together.

Since the beginning of the disaster, the position of president of the Guangdong Chamber of Commerce has been hanging in the air, representing one of the five major players in the peak of Central Plains boxing, and finally a new candidate has arrived.

"Thanks to the love of all the martial arts, I, Mr. Lin, will definitely choose the best skills to promote my name as Guangdong boxing in the martial arts conference a year later-"

Mr. Lin Xian was smiling and kept following his companions around him to greet him, with a very kind attitude. However, looking at the six murderous military masters sitting in the position of the Guangdong Guild, he knew that this kind of kindness was just an appearance.

In addition to the lively scene in the middle, at least half of the famous Guangdong Fist masters stood around, watching the scene as gloomy as water.

The president of the Guangdong Bank they recognized in their hearts was not this one who took the bargain.

A black carriage was quietly parked outside the pagoda, and after the overall situation was settled, he left slowly. At this moment, Luo Yanzong came towards him, and when the interweaving was intertwined—

"Old Eighth, when will we brothers fight? Apart from life and death, there is no idea, let's see who can go to the last step."

Luo Yanzong's current tone and expression are completely different from those in the martial arts hall before. His momentum is rolling and his fighting spirit is boiling. There is nothing else except for the purely Daoxi point of fighting spirit.

Within a radius of hundreds of feet, under his momentum, it seemed to have turned into a Shura battlefield, with endless corpses and blood, as well as many unimaginable tall black shadows, either with three heads and six arms, or holding giant hammers, fighting into a group.

Don’t be afraid of life, don’t be afraid of death, and fight never stop.

This is the Shura's intention of the Shura boxing, and it is also the picture that penetrates Kou Li's mind.

As long as you are attracted by a trace of fighting spirit, you will never stop until you die.

The eldest brother today is more like a monster.

The carriage stopped for a moment and suddenly a blue sachet was thrown out from the car.

"Someone asked me to hand it over to you."

After a long time, when the carriage walked away, Luo Yanzong regained his gentle expression, looked at the sachet, smiled lightly, threw it on the ground, and turned around and left.

Mo Yi was trapped by love, but Luo Yanzong gradually accumulated the intention of boxing without taboos.

As for whoever chooses better or worse, only God knows.

Kou Li returned to Feng Mansion, and the boxers in the mansion bowed their heads and greeted him. When Princess Feng left, the only master of the mansion became him, and there was also the interest network covering the entire southeast with Feng Mansion as the center.

Sitting on the main seat, within a short while, the Sanfengwei brought a bunch of notes to be processed, as if he knew that Kou Li was unwilling to waste time in this regard. The woman left three confidants and handled a lot of official duties for him.

After a brief look and confirming that it is correct, he commented that a large number of silver and money transactions and power changes occurred in this hook and stroke; now Feng Mansion is no longer a beast that only opens its teeth and claws, but like a monster gradually lurking in the dark, constantly accumulating strength to prepare for the next explosion.

A few hours later, Kou Li sent everyone away and took out a thick envelope from the cabinet. The small characters on it seemed to turn into the woman and whispered in his ear.

Only then did Kou Li realize how much energy it takes to maintain such a huge force. He always thought that he was the other party’s support, but now it seems that the other party has paid no less than himself.

In addition to a large number of people and things, what is more important is that Princess Feng’s next arrangement is that after all, if she wants to compete for the leader of the martial arts, it is not just boxing, but more importantly, the entry paper.

The president of the Guangdong Bank was originally an excellent title, but for the sake of the overall situation, he could not compete for this title. However, the major families have already booked the titles of major martial arts. It is not easy to make a difference.

Therefore, the breakthrough that His Highness has found for himself is really particularly interesting.

"Jiangnan," Kou Li's expression was a little strange. He said that, would he still have to go back to his original hometown?

The thick envelope quickly turned to the last page, and on this page was a hexagram filled with dense small characters.

"The eight signs and eight symbols are divided into pictures in succession."

The Eight Trigrams are the eight methods of pictograms, which are also the innate, acquired, inner hexagram, and outer hexagram, which combine and return to unity. Later, the external hexagrams are used to promote the inner hexagrams, and then the posthumous hexagrams are the innate. When the Eight Trigrams are completed, they will make the eight methods of pictograms, which will also form the eight-simulation Dharma body, which is the beginning of the pictogram boxing.

The general outline in this figure.

Pictogram boxing, eight styles, ancient boxing types, Kou Li's eyes have a lot of thoughts. Ancient boxing nourishes his body. If you want to reach the peak of human physical fitness through the four major refinings, this is the best and the most difficult path.

Replaying the ancient Ba Style has always been my goal. With this picture, it will save at least 70% of the energy.
Chapter completed!