The three punches that Lu Xiaochi hit were imitating Chang San's beaten. The punch of the eye socket was very light and could create a dark circle. The two punches on the chest were a bit heavy, but not too heavy.

You should know that Chang San fell to the ground and did not wake up, but they just covered their chests and sucked in the air. In fact, if he had known about his changes, he would not have made such heavy hands.

"I'm not causing trouble there." Pang San explained, squeezing the air conditioner.

"I'll ask if you're there." Ai Si also pumped the air conditioner and added.

"That's good, you guys get out of here. Remember to tell Liu Feng that he wants to stand out. Even if he comes to me, don't implicate others." Lu Xiaochi nodded, and after saying this, he turned around and walked towards Su Ningyan, and then the two of them walked back to the broken ancestral hall side by side.

Liu Feng is the boss of Nancheng and the leader of Chang Sanpang and Er Ai Si.

Seeing the two evil stars leaving, Pang Er and Ai Si dared to make some moves. They first covered their chests, called out twice, and then planned to help their followers nearby.

But before these two men took two steps, the people lying on the snow all got up. The group of people were calling out so miserably, but now it seemed as if nothing was wrong...

Most of them were lifted and thrown out, rather than knocked away. If there was no thick snow on the ground, they might have suffered serious trauma.

"You...hiss!" Although Pang Er was fat and seemed very stupid, he was actually the smartest person under Liu Feng. At this time, he guessed what they were thinking when he saw these people. He couldn't help but want to get angry, but his emotions were too excited and touched his chest. He sucked in pain, and he didn't say the rest.

Ai Si reached out and pulled Lapang Er, then shook his head, signaling him not to get angry, and pointed at his followers: "Go ahead to block the wind."

The group of people looked embarrassed and did not dare to face the two bosses. Hearing this, he rushed to the front and stood on the third floor just like when he came. He ran slowly and had to stand in the last row, swaying in front of the two bosses anxiously.

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Lu Xiaochi and Su Ningyan walked into the broken ancestral hall, first slapped the snow on each other's body, and then got into their warm nest.

They each sat down on the bed with a shackle. Lu Xiaochi asked with a smile: "Sister Su, how does it feel to throw someone away?"

"It's okay, I think practicing is more fun." Su Ningyan said casually, then closed her eyes and entered the state of cultivation.

Lu Xiaochi was stupid. He planned to have a good chat with Su Ningyan about how comfortable this completely abused fight was, but he didn't expect that this would be the result.

After a few breaths, he smiled bitterly and shook his head, and began to practice.

Fortunately, after this period of time, the spiritual energy around the ancestral hall was restored to its original state, and the cultivation at the beginning was not too boring. However, his absorption speed was too terrifying, and the spiritual energy here was too thin. Not long after, the surging spiritual energy became slower again. The two people who were practicing frowned at the same time.

This time, Lu Xiaochi did not give up, but continued to practice. He mainly had nothing to do when he was awake. Instead of sitting there and thinking, it would be better to practice for a little longer and accumulate more. After all, there are still other monks in this world, and they might be kicked to the iron plate one day...

With Lu Xiaochi's persistence, the range of his ability to absorb spiritual energy is also growing slowly. If he keeps focusing on it, he will naturally feel very slow, but if he practices for a while, the effect will be absolutely touching.

"That's..." Lu Xiaochi suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes as if they could penetrate the obstacles. He kept seeing outside, rubbing his hands excitedly.

In the place where his eyes were, there was a man who seemed to be walking in the wind and snow, and his mind was leisurely coming.

Of course, this is not what his eyes see, but what his spiritual consciousness sees. Compared with the previous practice, this time his spiritual consciousness has extended one foot outward.

"Sister Su, wake up, Liu Feng is here." Lu Xiaochi patted Su Ningyan's shoulder and said excitedly.

He felt that cultivation was a very boring thing, especially this kind of cultivation that could obviously surging but could only flow in a trickle, which was even more harsh. He didn't know how the self in the dream could practice with all his heart.

Su Ningyan opened her eyes and looked at Lu Xiaochi curiously, unable to understand why he was so excited.

Lu Xiaochi stood up and half bent over and had already crawled out. Su Ningyan frowned. She was in a bad mood. She seemed to have appeared twice. I don’t know what he was thinking about.

"Why are you so happy?" Su Ningyan couldn't help but ask.

"It feels..." Lu Xiaochi was about to answer casually, but suddenly felt something was wrong, so he turned to the side and saw the expression on Su Ningyan's face, his heart suddenly shook and felt a little tugged.

Lu Xiaochi held Su Ningyan's hand, looked at her, and said seriously: "The spiritual energy is too thin, I can't absorb any spiritual energy, I feel it's too boring."

Su Ningyan nodded thoughtfully: "I seem to have had this feeling like you, but it's not very obvious..."

"Sister Su doesn't need much more than me." Lu Xiaochi became happy again, shook his head proudly.

Dong! Su Ningyan bounced his forehead with his fingers.

"Come again!" Lu Xiaochi covered his forehead, feeling very aggrieved.

At this moment, the person whom Lu Xiaochi saw in his spiritual consciousness walked into the ancestral hall, almost blinded by this scene, and was delayed for a moment before he smiled and said, "Oh, it's snowy, aren't you standing here cold?"

This man looked pretty and looked at his age at twenty-four or fifteen, and even his expression and tone were so elegant. If he was pointing to someone else, he would say that he was the boss of Linshan Nancheng, no one would choose to believe it.

"Isn't this waiting for Boss Liu to come?" Lu Xiaochi rubbed his forehead, then spread his hands and said casually.

"Do you know I'm coming?" Liu Feng walked forward a few more steps and asked with his eyebrows raised.

"It's not that difficult to guess." Lu Xiaochi smiled.

"Okay," Liu Feng suddenly sighed, paused and said, "Did you pick up something today? Leave that thing to me. I can think that what happened today has never happened."

"What?" Lu Xiaochi turned his head and looked at Su Ningyan, and asked in confusion: "Sister Su, did you pick up anything you didn't tell me today?"

"I found nothing." Su Ningyan shook her head blankly.

"Just!" Liu Feng suddenly shouted coldly: "If you didn't pick it up, you will suddenly become so powerful? Little idiot, you were obviously beaten to death by the fifth young master of the Du family in Xicheng. How did you survive!"

"Ah..." Lu Xiaochi let out a long sigh, this time he figured out what Liu Feng meant.

"Leave the things to me, I promise not to pursue them anymore, and let you take charge of Xinzhi Street." Liu Feng took a step forward with a little excitement and said hurriedly.

"What..." Su Ningyan pushed Lu Xiaochi in confusion.

(End of this chapter)
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