Earlier, Xu Buling returned to the alleys of Changle Street.

Zhu Manzhi held the long sword in his arms, his eyes full of small stars, ran to him and looked at him a few times:

"Young Master Xu, you are so awesome. Mr. Chen Si is a person on this street. He is famous for practicing kung fu..."

"He is like this and can't stand three punches. What kind of horizontal practice is he?

Xu Buling took the long sword and hung it around his waist, and took Zhu Manzhi to Hutai Street.

Zhu Manzhi was still holding the horse. After thinking for a while, he spoke again: "Mr. Xu, I heard that you were poisoned and you can't make trouble..."

"I'm exercising my muscles and bones, not making big moves."

“…”

Zhu Manzhi blinked her eyes and felt that they were not on the same line. So she gave up the polite words of contacting each other and said, "Actually... I can't figure it out. The young master can do things by just reporting a name, so why do you have to do it?"

Xu Buling raised his eyebrows: "The person who reports the name is just convinced on the surface, but he will be convinced on the other side only when he knocks down."

Zhu Manzhi said "Oh", followed a little while, and asked again:

"Young master is so skilled in martial arts. He suffered a lot when he was a child, right? He is the most troublesome to learn martial arts. When I was a child, I cried every day. My father insisted on teaching me, but my mother kept protecting me. As a result, I suffered a lot and had not learned the skills well..."

Xu Buling recalled the vague memories of his childhood and nodded seriously:

"I have suffered a lot. Every day, I have to get up at the hour of the year, eat a lot, and then run around the palace to continue eating. I also have to read the messy martial arts secrets at night. Sometimes I will fall asleep on the table and I will be tired."

Zhu Manzhi listened carefully and waited for a while. Seeing Xu Buling not talking, he raised his little face:

"And then?"

Xu Buling recalled carefully: "Oh, by the way, I have to lift the stone lock occasionally. My mother said that she was big and thick and not good-looking. In order to practice martial arts well, I secretly lifted it behind my back."

“…”

Zhu Manzhi stopped and looked at Xu Buling with a mixed expression. He seemed to want to scold but it was difficult to speak. After holding it in for a long time, a sentence came out:

"That's it?"

Xu Buling nodded: "What if it is?"

Zhu Manzhi took a breath and quickly became discouraged: "Criminal Xu, don't play tricks on me. Practicing martial arts is a hard skill to wear away stones. Talent and diligent are indispensable. Your skills outside the Fuman Tower are rare in the world. If the poison of the Dragon Lock Gu is unlocked, who can beat you and become the master of the founding sect."

Xu Buling chuckled: "This is not certain. There are many strange people in Dayue's territory, and there are always a few who are better than me. And those who can afford the word "grandmaster" are not only powerful, but more importantly, they are going further. At most, I am a successor, and I can't be a pioneer, and I can't afford to be a master."

Zhu Manzhi agreed with this: "Even if you can't afford to be a master, it's not far from it. I think your martial arts are too easy and not solid enough."

"I am the prince's son. No matter how good my martial arts are, it's not my turn to take action personally. Anyone who beats me will lose weight, and those who don't lose weight can't take heavy measures. A piece of martial arts is actually useless except to strengthen the body."

Zhu Manzhi thought about it carefully: "That's true, the superiors should be behind the scenes to plan and carry a knife out to fight and kill, and it's like something... What a pity, if Mr. Xu was a wanderer in the world, he would definitely be famous all over the world."

Xu Buling smiled humbly: "Forget it, don't talk about these useless ones. Zhu Manlong from Hutai Street, how much do you know?"

Zhu Manzhi walked in front of him with his waist knife, and recalled for a moment:

"Zhu Manlong is the leader of the Iron Claw Gate of Hutai Street and has some reputation in Chang'an City. According to the brothers in the yamen, he learned from the Eagle Claw Gate of Guanzhong. Our chief officer, Mr. Zhang, commented that he had good skills in his hands and almost his legs and feet. He was considered a very high evaluation. Well... His son Zhu Chenglie is also very powerful, has a good talent and has become famous at a young age. He is the leader of the younger generation of Hutai Street... It seems that these are all."

"The skills in hands are good, and my legs are almost...haha...the lame eagle."

"laugh-"

Hearing this evaluation, Zhu Manzhi laughed out loud: "Mr. Xu's evaluation is even more vicious. If Zhu Manlong heard it, he would definitely be angry. After all, he is from the 'Man' generation like me, and he is amazing. Our Lord Zhang's unique gossip knife has beaten all the heroes of the world more than ten years ago. Naturally, he looks down on a martial arts coach. Don't take it lightly..."

Xu Buling chuckled slightly, but no answer.

Walking along the street, I soon arrived at Hutai Street. There were many people and many people buried the eyeliners of many forces. Xu Buling found a hat on the street to cover his face before entering the sparsely populated street with Zhu Manzhi. As soon as he arrived near the Zhu Family Martial Arts Hall, he saw Gongsun Lu walking out of the Martial Arts Hall.

Zhu Manzhi was muttering seriously, and suddenly she was pulled by her arm and got into the alley. She was startled. Before the scream could be heard, she covered her mouth with a big hand, and could only stare at Xu Buning, who was close at a loss.

Because the distance is too close, the faint fragrance comes to your face. It does not have the smell of sweat from ordinary men, but it smells very good.

Zhu Manzhi raised his little hand and wanted to push Xu Buling away, but he didn't dare to do it, so he was stunned on the spot for a moment.

Stepping on—

The sound of horse hooves passed through the street, and Gongsun Lu's figure flashed from the entrance of the alley.

Zhu Manzhi was a little confused when she saw Gongsun Lu. She squatted in Fulai Tower for three days. The thug who was killed had once claimed the name of Zhu Manlong, and recalled the later appearance of the Imperial Guard and Gongsun father and son...

Zhu Manzhi suddenly realized that no wonder Fu Manlou was so arrogant. The case of private salt was concluded in a few days. It turned out that it was the Lieutenant's Mansion who was behind him as his backer!

The hand covering his mouth let go, Zhu Manzhi was about to speak in a hurry, but when he saw Xu Buling three big strides, he jumped onto the wall and disappeared behind the wall as he rose and fell.

"Hey! Wait for me~"

Zhu Manzhi was anxious and hurriedly followed, but the wall was probably two taller than hers. She would definitely not be able to climb up without flying claws. She could only move the horse over and reminded her: "Good horse, don't move around, throw me to death, your little prince slaughter you and eat meat."

Zhui Fengma sniffed, obviously dissatisfied, but he was still obedient and stood honestly under the wall.
Chapter completed!