Time and Space Trading Drift Bottle

Chapter 516 Reappearance
"Uncle, did my master tell you when she will come back?"

In Qingyang Temple, after Fan Chengfeng finished boxing practice, Yan Jiajia came over.

"You ask her this question yourself."

A direct disciple, a cheap junior, who is easier to know the itinerary at a glance.

"Just tell me to concentrate on practicing martial arts, and I didn't mention the matter of coming back."

Yan Jiajia said helplessly.

"Since this is the case, then you should practice hard. Don't be dissatisfied when your master comes back, then the problem will be big."

Zhou Wanru never cared too much about other things, but Fan Chengfeng had learned something about the requirements of cultivation, and if she was a little unscrupulous, she would be reprimanded with sharp words.

"I've tried my best,"

Yan Jiajia looked embarrassed, she yearned for this kind of swordsmanship, and she also went to some martial arts training classes, but all she could learn was some fancy boxing and embroidered legs, which was too different from Zhou Wanru's teaching.That is to say, Yan Jiajia is learning from scratch again, so the progress is very slow, and a set of sword skills can barely be finished, as for the power and enjoyment, forget it.

"Do you know how long it took for me, your uncle, to develop internal strength?"

Fan Chengfeng glanced at Yan Jiajia, showing embarrassment.

"When the day is gone,"

"Uncle, I am a martial arts prodigy,"

Relying on the sky-defying function of the drifting bottle system, Fan Chengfeng learned it automatically after just reading the content of inner strength and mental method, and he didn't know what it was.

"And you, if you don't have enough talent, then you can only fly first, you know?"

Patting Yan Jiajia on the shoulder, Fan Chengfeng assumed the tone of an elder teaching a younger generation.

Yan Jiajia nodded, "That's why Master said, Uncle Master, you have the thickest skin."

Fan Chengfeng glanced at the corner of his mouth, "What do you mean?"

"Did you cultivate it by yourself? It is obvious that you have borrowed other external forces."

Fan Chengfeng snorted directly, "Little girl, what nonsense are you talking about, practice the sword technique for me twenty times today."

Yan Jiajia made a face at Fan Chengfeng, and ran away in a hurry.

"Young people nowadays don't know how to save face for their elders at all."

After failing to pretend to beep, Fan Chengfeng could only say that Yan Jiajia was ignorant.

Although the aura in the courtyard was thinner, Fan Chengfeng still liked to stay here, after all, it was better than nothing, and it was better than other places.

However, as soon as he stood here, Fan Chengfeng could easily think of sad things. Where did the damn thief hide?
"When my helper comes back, I must show you some face."

Anyway, others can't hear it, so I will feel better if I say some harsh words.

In the small town, the construction projects of Fenghuang community have been completed one after another, many places have a new look, and many tourists have come to play.It can be said that with the gradual progress of the greening project in the later stage, the Fenghuang community will definitely change a lot.

The original simple main entrance has also been replaced, with a large stone arch, and a three-meter-high ape-man on each side.

The security guard box is also wider, and air-conditioning is installed, so it will no longer be the situation where the wind blows the dust on the pavement every day at noon.

It can be said that many things have changed.

Even Peng Xianfeng has transformed himself into the captain of the security of Fenghuang District, guarding the security guard box every day, blowing on the air conditioner and watching the surveillance, smoking the cigarettes brought up by the little security guard, living a comfortable life.

"Let me tell you, don't look at Fan Chengfeng's glorious experience in Yulongxue now, but back then, he was just a security guard in the community."

"Before I asked him to do something, he didn't dare to say a word, he was my loyal little brother."

When Peng Xianfeng had nothing to do, he would drag a group of people to hide in the sentry box and brag about it. Fan Chengfeng, who had worked in Fenghuang Community before, naturally became the object of Peng Xianfeng's storytelling.First tell people how powerful Fan Chengfeng is in Yulongxue now, first raise it and then lower it, and after blowing Fan Chengfeng, blow yourself up.

Anyway, he and Fan Chengfeng were the only security guards at the time, and it was impossible for Fan Chengfeng to come here to expose them.

Of course, no one cares about the truth of things like bragging and farting, as long as it sounds cool.

"Captain, can you tell us about Su Yating?"

"How did Fan Chengfeng chase after Su Yating?"

Compared with Peng Xianfeng bragging about how powerful he is, other security guards are more willing to listen to the story of Su Yating, a rich daughter and a poor boy in love, especially this Su Yating is also very beautiful.

Peng Xianfeng talked vigorously with the security guards, and suddenly found a hunched figure outside slowly walking into the Fenghuang community, stood up quickly and shouted loudly: "Hey, what do you do?"

The hunched figure paused for a moment, then walked forward as if nothing had happened.

"Hey, are you deaf or something?"

Peng Xianfeng was furious and greeted him, and several security guards grabbed the electric batons hanging on the wall and rushed out.

In fact, because the Phoenix community also covers many scenic spots, it is natural that outsiders are not allowed to enter.But when Peng Xianfeng saw that this person was dressed in rags, his inferiority came all at once. At first he just wanted to show off his prestige, but he was just treated as air, how could he bear it?

Several security guards came out of the guard box with a murderous look, and were about to surround them, but the man turned his head and gave them a look, which immediately frightened these people.

"If you want to die, just take another step forward and try."

The hunched figure walked past the security guard box, passed the sales department, and finally stopped in front of an open space.

This used to be the staff dormitory of Fenghuang Community, but the prefabricated house has been demolished, leaving no traces.

The man was standing in the open space, looking up at the sky, just in a daze.

The breeze blows, blowing away the hair covering his forehead, revealing a wrinkled face.

If Fan Chengfeng was here, he would definitely be able to find out that this person is the hateful thief who stole his aura in Qingyang Temple back then.

The man looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, with a trace of obsession in his eyes, as if he was eating something particularly delicious.

Half an hour later, the man left slightly disappointed.

Peng Xianfeng and a group of security guards watched him go away tremblingly, and then you looked at me and I looked at you, with a little fear in their eyes.

"This person is going to kill people. I'm afraid it's not a good thing. Maybe there is a murder case on his body. Let's call the police."

That look of turning back can be said to have frightened Peng Xianfeng's guts, and his ridiculous sentence was unanimously agreed by the others.

Ten minutes later, the police came and immediately took away all the surveillance data about that person.

(End of this chapter)