Feng Junzi: "Even a Taoist monk like Master Facheng of Jiulin Zen Temple can't help attacking the seven emotions. You should have heard of this? Do you think I am more powerful than Facheng?"

Zhang Zhi stared at Feng Junzi and said, "You may not have great supernatural powers, but there are quite a lot of weirdness. You are not afraid of my invisible thorns. Almost no one in the world can do it. You can break the great array of demon subduing the demon with empty hands. The world of cultivation thinks that the real person who keeps the truth does it himself. I know it is you! So if you can break the combined attack of the seven emotions, I will not be surprised at all. To be honest, how did you do the seven hearts?"

Feng Junzi: "I really didn't do anything to her! She was asking for trouble by herself, why did she cry? If you don't believe me, you can ask Shi Ye, he is an honest person."

Zhang Zhi: "Shi Ye, tell me, what's going on?"

I looked at them and had the illusion of a quarrel. I didn't know why Zhang Zhi was angry about Qixin's affairs, but I obviously heard a jealousy in my words. If this incident made Zhang Zhi jealous, if she knew what Feng Junzi had done yesterday, she really didn't know how she would react? Of course, I couldn't say this. I immediately blocked the way when I encountered Qixin yesterday. Later, Feng Junzi made a fight and said it again, but only omitted the few passages that Feng Junzi was suspected of teasing.

My eloquence is not very good, but the battle between Feng Junzi and Qixin is really wonderful and wonderful. Zhang Zhi opened his mouth wide and said for a long time: "I guessed right, it was Feng Junzi who broke her seven-emotional attack..."

Feng Junzi: "You guessed it right! But this is not the wisdom of a practitioner, but the intuition of a woman, the terrible intuition!"

Zhang Zhi: "Don't talk about intuition, I'll ask what you plan to do? You, you, you - are you going to marry Qixin?" Zhang Zhi said this, and his tone became nervous and even stuttered.

Feng Junzi raised his head, pointed his finger at a distance and said, "Look at that person, that old man."

Zhang Zhi and I didn't understand the meaning, so we looked up. This place is a street in Wucheng, which operates various special snacks. It is a place for ordinary people to relax and entertain at night. There are also several folk artists in this area. The person Feng Junzi refers to is an old man playing Sanxian, about sixty years old, wearing white-washed clothes, standing at the door of another restaurant, asking in a low voice if anyone wants to listen to music, one dollar a song.
Chapter completed!