"Why is Old Man Zheng so strange when he looks at me?"

Li Qingshi frowned slightly, feeling a little strange.

I should have guessed the identity of the aristocratic family that I deliberately revealed, otherwise I would not have been much more polite.

But why are you so afraid...

"Owner Zheng, I'm here for the purpose, I don't know if you understand." Seeing that Zheng Shan was a little lost, Li Qingshi had to remind him.

Zheng Shan came to his senses when he heard Li Qingshi speak.

"Mr. Wu laughed at me. I have lived for so many years. I have hardly seen such a handsome and extraordinary person as a young master. I lost my mind for a moment."

Zheng Shan picked up the teacup again and covered up the embarrassment on his face.

I remembered that I hadn’t poured tea for Li Qingshi yet, but I actually came down in person, poured tea and put it in front of Li Qingshi.

This attitude made Li Qingshi think a lot.

"My disciple has already told me about the purpose of Mr. Wu.

My little apprentice Li Qingshi also accidentally received it from his subordinates. Now he has another opportunity. It is a happy event to catch up with me in martial arts."

Zheng Shan's expression on his face was indeed delighted.

Although he is actually not as close to the other three disciples as he is to this disciple.

But I have been kind to him and have taken care of his family until now.

Those who value their family members like this must value love and friendship, and the possibility of being ungrateful is extremely small.

Otherwise, Zheng Shan would not have kept Li Qingshi's family well.

In the future, when this little disciple breaks through to the martial arts master, he or she will be even higher, and he or she will be able to improve his or her status as a martial arts center.

He is old and has been focusing on his daughter and the martial arts hall for the rest of the years. He is naturally happy that the martial arts hall is prosperous.

"It's just that it's too late today, and I'll invite my little apprentice Li Qingshi's family to come tomorrow."

Li Qingshi nodded and his eyes turned.

"I met the Qingshi brother, but it was actually an accident. I heard that he was practicing iron cloth shirts in the Hemlock Martial Arts Hall, which was quite clever. I wonder if I could see them."

Zheng Shan's pupils shrank when he heard this.

If Li Qingshi hadn't had malice on his face, he would have almost thought he had other purposes.

But that scene back then shocked him a lot, and he was still wary.

"Young Master Wu is just a simple and horizontal practice. There are many people who practice it. You seem to have extraordinary family background. Have you never heard of it?"

Zheng Shan remained silent, but instead took the opportunity to ask Li Qingshi.

Li Qingshi laughed: "The owner of the hall, was joking. I was actually not old. I had been practicing secret martial arts at home before.

Now that the foundation has been laid, I have only come out to see the world, but my actual strength is not high."

But when Li Qingshi said this, Zheng Shan still dared not agree, but just refused. His eldest disciples would come to the martial arts hall tomorrow, and they could have a discussion at that time.

Because of Li Qingshi's sudden proposal, Zheng Shan was flustered and did not care about any information from Li Qingshi, so the two ended the meeting.

"It seems that the bloodline family is indeed extraordinary."

Li Qingshi returned to the room and couldn't help laughing when he thought of Zheng Shan's reaction just now.

He is truly grateful to Zheng Shan, and even knows the measurement of the other party's heart's interests.

So, he is now feeling a bit prank.

"Next, show some of the strength, and then find Zheng Shan alone, use the Thirteen Taibao to practice horizontally, and change to an iron cloth shirt!"

"One of using a false life experience to put pressure on Old Man Zheng, and two of using a better Thirteen-Taiwan Polytechnic temptation, there are eight or nine out of ten possible success!"

Benefit is favor, Li Qingshi still has a clear mind in his heart, otherwise he would not have changed his identity to meet his family.

He has become cautious in his character and will not do stupid things that will give Thirteen Taibao to the other party for no reason.

The next day, a servant brought breakfast early.

In terms of specifications, it is even more hearty than yesterday's dinner, and there is also a large piece of ferocious beast meat with a fragrant smell.

Compared with the jerky meat on Li Qingshi's hand, this cooked ferocious beast meat has a strong aroma and melts in the mouth, which is very delicious.

Feeling the energy generated by digestion of ferocious beasts in the body produces more energy than the jerky meat you eat.

I don’t know if it’s the reason for the recipe or the quality of the meat.

Li Qingshi was eating the most delicious food, and Zheng Shan had already brought a man of two meters and five meters to the yard of the guest room.

"Haha, Master Wu, the martial arts hall is simple, this is the best food to entertain, please don't mind."

Zheng Shan smiled brightly with his old face and said polite and kind tone.

The tall man behind him, with a long-handled nail-head hammer that was larger than his height, was bald and full of bandits.

Seeing Li Qingshi ate the ferocious beast's flesh into his stomach with a big mouth, his complexion remained unchanged, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

The meat of this ferocious beast is called fragrant pig. Its meat is tender and more nourishing than the meat of ordinary ferocious beasts. Its price is comparable to that of the same weight of gold.

Ordinary people will not be able to withstand the energy in the flesh and bleed out nosebleeds after taking a bite.

Generally, blood-transformed warriors will have red skin and boiling blood.

The teacher said that Mr. Wu finished eating a piece of fragrant pork weighing ten kilograms.

As a result, his complexion was normal, his physique was unusual, and the possibility of blood in his body was indeed very high.

Although Li Qingshi is smart, he doesn't think so much.

Seeing Zheng Shan coming, he quickly cleared the food on the table.

Feeling the body's qi and blood slowly absorbing energy, and the energy of the Enlightenment Bead can be recharged with the naked eye. Li Qingshi was in a very good mood.

Eat and drink enough, just right for hands-on.

"Owner Zheng is so polite. Qingshi is my friend, you are his master, and of course my elder."

After saying politely, Li Qingshi looked behind Zheng Shan with a proud look.

"Your Majestic, with a coat of skin locked all over your body, and it was black in the blue. Your horizontal cultivation was even more advanced than the Master Zheng's. Come and try it out?"

Wang Shibi had a face that was even worse than Chen Yi, and he had a fierce look.

At this time, I saw the arrogance deliberately showing in Li Qingshi's eyes, and pulled the corners of his mouth, showing a hideous smile.

A gesture stopped Zheng Shan, who was full of worries, and Wang Shifei cherished his words like gold: "Okay".

The yard of the guest room is very small, Wang Shifei is tall and has a larger mace.

I feel uncomfortable standing, let alone doing it.

So the two of them turned to the playground outside and dispersed dozens of disciples practicing martial arts on it.

Zheng Shan immediately asked Chen Yi to call the disciples away and prevent them from watching.

One is suspected to be a child of a blood family, and the other is his own Hemlock Martial Arts Hall at this moment.

No matter who loses or is seen by these people, it is inappropriate.

Li Qingshi did not stop him. His purpose was to add some credibility to his identity, and not to be a monkey for these unfamiliar disciples.

The crowd dispersed, and all the disciples turned around step by step, wanting to watch the two of them play.

It’s just that Chen Yi was rushing behind him, so he had no choice but to leave here.

The only thing I remember in the end is the young man standing opposite the eldest brother, who looks so fucking good-looking.

"I dare to compete with my senior brother, I don't know how to live or die."

"Yes, I just hope that senior brother will give the man a few more punches on the face..."

Speaking of this, the disciples who left with each other continued to echo, and a sour smell filled the air.
Chapter completed!