Datang ancient martial arts system

Chapter 68 Conspiracy
"I see that Brother Yan and Brother Wen have the same deep feelings, which should be touching." Situ Changfeng glanced at the two and said with a smile.

"Hehe, I and Wen Meng are not only from an aristocratic family, but also practiced martial arts together and grew up together, so naturally we have a deep relationship.

Brother Situ is open and responsible, and I am willing to make friends with you guys. "Yan Du explained frankly, staring at Situ Changfeng's eyes.

"I would like to have friends like Brother Yan. It is an honor for me to make friends with you two." Situ Changfeng replied happily.

"Haha! Then don't disturb the two of you resting. This trip has yielded a lot. I'll come to ask brother Situ for advice another day." Yan Du laughed happily.

Wen Meng focuses on appearance, and he feels good about Situ Changfeng and others. Hearing Situ Changfeng's praise, he always smiles honestly.

Situ Changfeng has always liked to socialize with this kind of simple and honest person. As long as he is with them, as long as he treats him sincerely, he doesn't need to be wary;

They came quickly and left quickly. After a few people came to visit Situ Changfeng, they left quickly; the small courtyard returned to calm, and both of them liked this rare solitude very much.

There is no noise, no troubles, as if just looking at each other, you can live a lifetime, the air seems to be full of sweetness.

Just like a newlywed couple, suddenly there is another half in their lives, and the two of them are in the sweetness, testing and learning how to get along.

There is no flower before the moon, no poems against each other, and no love and affection; just a simple staring at each other, and I am satisfied; maybe if Situ Changfeng is not injured, he will hold a weapon to compete.

A few brothers also came to see, and they also left soon, leaving space for the two of them——no, it should be for the three of them.

Gongsun Feiyan was also forced to stay, in the euphemistic name of watching the two of them, lest they do anything deviant before they get married.

Situ Changfeng was not seriously injured this time, but his arm was all red and swollen and black from being hit by Ma Qiang. After three days of taking medicine, applying medicine, and soaking in hot water, he was finally allowed to eat by himself, but the practice of martial arts was not allowed.

I can only do some warm-up exercises slowly, but after this battle, there are still some gains; after three days of free time, I will recall the process and rehearse it in my mind.

Because of Gongsun Feiyan's move-in, the two of them didn't stay in the small courtyard all the time, and there were shadows of the two passing by in every corner of the martial arts courtyard.

After a competition, Situ Changfeng won the first place in the outer court in one fell swoop, and he won it as a junior class. No matter how strong his true energy is, many people admire him.

When the two walked around the martial arts academy, many people always asked for advice; Situ Changfeng never refused, with his own experience and the cooperation of the eye of truth, he could always find some flaws and give advice.

This made the people who asked for advice overjoyed, and admired him even more. At the same time, he became more famous. Many people who didn't believe him came here to ask for advice.

After all, being able to increase strength and improve one's own deficiencies in martial arts is what all generals have been pursuing.

It is impossible for the teachers of the martial arts academy to give advice on every move of everyone, especially those who are still in the martial arts academy.

What Situ Changfeng studied were prefecture-level marksmanship, special martial arts, and the existence of the Eye of Reality. With his current vision, it was more than enough to give pointers on low-level marksmanship.

For the low-level marksmanship, point out the flaws and modify the way of shooting, which made many students feel grateful.

You must know that most of the students are descendants of low-level generals in the army, and there is no inheritance, and not everyone can learn high-level martial arts in the martial arts academy; Situ Changfeng's advice is particularly precious.

In the past few days, many students who have been on missions have returned to the martial arts academy, and there are quite a few injuries, and it is said that there have been deaths; the atmosphere in the martial arts academy has become tense, and most people are concentrating on practicing martial arts and strengthening their bodies.

The brothers rarely bothered Situ Changfeng in recent days, and stayed in the courtyard to practice martial arts with peace of mind; Du He, who had always escaped, rarely calmed down, and was being abused by Bai San all the time.

It's a pity that there is another Gongsun Feiyan who can't sit still, and Zheng Liwan wants to accompany her to go shopping in Luoyang City early in the morning, so Situ Changfeng can only accompany her.

Of course Situ Changfeng knew the pain of going shopping with a woman, so he called a few brothers without hesitation.

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A hall was full of guards ten meters outside, and there were also a dozen people sitting in the hall.

"Now most of the heavenly and prefectural masters in Luoyang have left. The rest are either guarding the martial arts academy or guarding the city. They will never leave easily." A handsome and slightly gloomy person sitting at the top said .

If Situ Changfeng was around, he would definitely be able to tell that this young man in his early twenties was the leader of the men in black who intercepted and killed them.

"Don't worry, Mr. Li. All the masters who left will be surrounded and killed. This time, Li Tang's vitality will be severely damaged." Another white-haired old man promised.

"I don't care that much, since I have lent you four prefecture-level masters, you must help me kill the members of the Bai family." Zhao Qiu stood up from the first position on the left and said proudly.

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhao, as long as the target leaves the martial arts academy, you will be notified." Mr. Li nodded in agreement.

"It's the best. What a great opportunity before, but a few young people killed so many people and came back intact. This time, I must do it myself." Zhao Qiu glanced at him contemptuously. Said first.

Mr. Li was angry in his heart, and he clenched his fists in his sleeves vigorously, but his face remained unchanged.

"We have nothing else to ask for, but we only hope that the magic weapon and cheats promised by Mr. Li will be fulfilled in time, so that we can be worthy of the sacrifice of our masters; otherwise, I'm afraid it will not look good when the time comes." Another middle-aged man sneered. said with a smile.

"Everyone, don't worry! Everyone knows the background of my son. My father still left some family property, and I can still get this stuff." Mr. Li didn't care about the threatening tone of others, and he half-closed his eyes, and said calmly.

"It's so good! We barbarians don't want these gold, silver, jewels, and magical secret books, as long as the food, grass, and weapons promised by Mr. Li are delivered on time; otherwise, the Emperor Tang will know that he still has a nephew who is still alive, and wants to come to him." I will be very happy." A Khitan man said lazily leaning against the pillar.

It turned out that this Mr. Li was the second son of the former prince Jiancheng, Li Chengdao; Li Jiancheng had been prepared to send him away from Chang'an, just in case, and the one who stayed in Chang'an was just a substitute, but he didn't expect it to really work. .Li Shimin is still in the dark about this matter.

(End of this chapter)