Comprehensive Martial Arts: Jade Man Jiang Feng

"My only master is Xuanyuan Xianjian Lou Tuo Peng. He taught me the Jinglong Secret Book and Fuguang Lueying. I don't have any other masters."

Faced with Zhong Ling's ridicule, Jiang Feng didn't care. Isn't martial arts meant to be used?

As long as it's convenient for yourself, who says martial arts must be used for fighting and killing.

"We have almost finished the dishes at noon. I'll go out and see if there is any game nearby!"

When Jiang Feng spoke, he glanced at Zhu Qiqi, making her lower her head in embarrassment.

She didn't want to, but she forgot to bring money when she ran away from home.

When she met Jiang Feng and the others, she had been hungry for a day and a night, so it was normal to eat more!

"Jiang Lang, why don't I go!"

"No, you wait!"

Before Jiang Feng finished speaking, his figure had broken apart, and he had obviously used Qinggong to leave.

"Azhu and Abi, take out the tables and chairs from the carriage. Zhong Ling, let's go find some more dry firewood. This broken temple is a bit leaky, so we have to make a fire tonight!"

Because they were going to spend the night in this broken temple, Mu Wanqing began to tell the girls to make some preparations.

"Okay!"

The girls started to move after hearing this, and Mu Wanqing pulled Zhong Ling out to collect dry firewood.

Soon, the girls prepared everything, and the fire was lit. Now they just had to wait for Jiang Feng to come back.

"Shasha, Shasha..."

"Brother Jiang is back, I'll go pick him up!"

After a while, footsteps were heard outside the broken temple, and Zhong Ling immediately got up and went out to greet Jiang Feng.

Mu Wanqing and the others looked at each other and laughed. This Zhong Ling is really active?

"Who are you!"

"Who are you?"

"Something happened!"

Hearing the strange female voice coming from outside, Mu Wanqing and the others got up and walked out quickly.

When they got outside the ruined temple, Mu Wanqing and the others found that Zhong Ling was looking at a stranger.

The man was dressed like a little beggar, wearing a dark leather hat on his head.

Because his face was covered with dust, his true appearance could not be seen.

Only the row of white teeth and smooth and delicate neck exposed her identity as a girl.

"Who are you? Tell me quickly, or I will be rude!"

Mu Wanqing stretched out her palm and a dart appeared silently in her palm.

"You want me to tell you, but I won't. Why don't you tell me who you are? There are so many beautiful young ladies, I feel happy when I see them, let me get close to you!"

The little beggar said, stepping on strange steps, approaching Mu Wanqing and the others slowly but quickly.

"Swoosh!"

With a flash of cold light, a dart shot at the little beggar who was approaching rapidly.

The little beggar was startled when he saw this, and he leaned back and dodged the dart with an iron bridge.

Before the little beggar could get up, a red silk suddenly flew out of Mu Wanqing's sleeves and directly wrapped around the little beggar's waist.

Then Mu Wanqing pulled, and the little beggar was pulled towards her.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

The little beggar turned into a whirlwind in the air and spun several times at high speed, and Mu Wanqing suddenly felt her hand loosen, and it turned out that the little beggar had escaped.

"What a fierce woman, I won't play with you anymore!"

The little beggar found that he couldn't beat Mu Wanqing, so he turned around and rushed towards Wang Yuyan.

"Diao'er, bite him!"

Just then, a delicate cry came from behind the little beggar, and she looked back and found a white shadow rushing towards her.

"Swoosh!"

"Ah, my mink!"

The little beggar was not panicked. She flicked her finger and a stone was ejected, and the white shadow was instantly knocked away.

Zhong Ling cried out in pain, and then ran over to check her lightning mink.

"Hmph!"

Mu Wanqing snorted coldly, drew out her scimitar and flew towards the little beggar.

The little beggar did not dare to be careless, and focused on fighting with Mu Wanqing, and the two fought in a ball.

Although her martial arts were not as good as Mu Wanqing's, she had learned a lot of complicated skills, and she was constantly changing her moves. Mu Wanqing couldn't hold her for a while.

"Master, when did you come back?"

Wang Yuyan was anxious, turned her head and found that Jiang Feng had stood beside her without knowing when.

Moreover, he was holding a wild boar in his left hand and a musk deer in his right hand, and she didn't even notice it.

"When Wan'er and the little beggar started fighting."

Jiang Feng looked at the fight between Mu Wanqing and the little beggar and replied casually.

He had hunted the wild boar and roe deer a long time ago, but he wasted some time taking them to the stream to deal with them, otherwise he would have come back a long time ago.

"Okay, Wan'er, come back!"

Seeing that the little beggar was in danger because of Mu Wanqing and was about to give up, Jiang Feng suddenly spoke to stop him.

Because he had already guessed the identity of the visitor, the cook who came to his door should not be missed.

"Jiang Lang, she injured Ling'er's lightning marten!"

Mu Wanqing immediately sheathed her knife and returned to Jiang Feng's side, but she was still a little unwilling.

"It's okay, she used clever strength, the lightning marten was just knocked away, it's not a big deal."

"Brother Jiang, how did you know? I only found out after checking!"

After hearing Jiang Feng's words, Zhong Ling asked curiously.

"Without this little bit of eyesight, how can you travel the world? Let's go in and have some barbecue!"

Jiang Feng smiled when he heard it, and then turned and walked into the ruined temple.

"Brother Jiang, she followed me in!"

When Jiang Feng entered the ruined temple and sat down by the fire, Sun Xiaohong whispered a reminder to Jiang Feng.

"If she wants to go in, she can. After all, this broken temple is not ours. But if she wants to eat the meat, she has to work hard!"

Jiang Feng turned his head to look at the little beggar who followed him in, and then said meaningfully.

"Big brother, please be kind and give me some meat. I haven't eaten for three days and I'm almost starving to death!"

The little beggar's eyes rolled for a while, and then he pretended to be pitiful.

"You will roast all the meat. If you agree, you can eat it, otherwise you just watch!"

Jiang Feng took out bottles and jars of seasonings and placed them at his feet, then pointed to the wild boar meat and roe deer meat roasted on the fire and said.

"But I can't do it. I'm just a little beggar. How can I roast meat? I'm afraid that the meat will be spoiled!"

The little beggar was stunned for a moment, and then began to refuse.

"A little beggar has such high martial arts skills? He fought with me for dozens of moves and used at least three martial arts. Is he trying to play dumb and eat the tiger?"

Mu Wanqing glared at the little beggar. She was as slippery as a catfish.

I spent a lot of effort and finally defeated her, but Jiang Lang called for a stop. It was really a bargain for her!

"Sister, don't be angry. Anger makes you old faster and wrinkles easily. If that happens, you, Jiang Lang, may not love you anymore!"

"You!"

Mu Wanqing didn't expect that the little beggar would dare to be sarcastic to her. She was about to get angry.

But when she thought that anger would cause wrinkles, she forced herself to suppress her anger.

"Forget it if you don't want to roast it, then don't eat it. Wan'er, you roast it!"

Jiang Feng took a deep look at the little beggar and then gave the barbecue to Mu Wanqing.