I, Ouchi's bodyguard, cry at the beginning of the empress

Marquis Wuwei couldn't see Mr. Aoki's face clearly.

But he could feel a strange anger.

This Mr. Aoki is an innate killer of Heifenglou.

"Then Li Qiang, there are too many people protecting me, and I didn't find a chance to strike."

"Relying on the means of adults, isn't it?"

Marquis Wuwei said a little displeased.

"Master Hou, don't you believe me?" Aoki said coldly.

Marquis Wuwei trembled all over. Maybe he could offend this Qingmu, but he could never afford to offend the forces behind Qingmu.

Heifenglou is not an ordinary civilian assassin organization, it is a real "Xianpai" assassin organization, not to mention among the people, even in the entire Xianpai, Heifenglou has a certain reputation.

Chapter 76

Get up early in the morning.

Li Qiang just felt refreshed. He stood up and stretched, his joints crackling all over his body.

Even his stature has been imperceptibly taller, but it is not so easy and convenient to measure his height in this world, so he did not measure it, let alone know that he has grown taller at such an age.

The little maid heard the sound of Li Qiang getting up, and hurried out to prepare clothes and wash for Li Qiang.

For this, Li Qiang has long been used to it, and it would be strange if there is no Xuanxuan to serve him.

"Xuanxuan, did you not sleep well yesterday? Why do you have dark circles under your eyes?"

Li Qiang said with a smile.

"what!"

Xuanxuan's eyes widened and she almost made a sound. She quickly took out a small mirror and looked at herself in the mirror. She was indeed a little haggard.

"If it's too hard to take care of me, I'll dress and wash myself, and I won't need you girl." Li Qiang said.

Xuanxuan shook her head quickly.

Li Qiang didn't care either, this little girl was like this recently, blushing inexplicably, and inexplicably dazed.

After everything was ready, I took a look at the fermented wine mash.

Going out with her two foster brothers and Xuanxuan.

"Master Li!"

"Master Li is here."

"Oh my God, Mr. Li is really a hero, and his two younger brothers look so fierce."

"I don't know, do you feel it? When you get closer to Master Li, you feel warm all over your body. This kind of heat is not hot and dry, but the warmth in your heart."

"Hey, you actually feel this way, and I feel this way too."

Scholars and warriors clustered on both sides of the street.

It's like a fan from a previous life meeting a star.

Of course, scholars, although they are crazy, they keep the etiquette.The scene is fairly manageable.

Some martial arts lunatics really wanted to rush to Li Qiang, but when they saw Zhang Feng and the black and strong man Wang Fei, they all stopped in their tracks.

With a smile on his face, Li Qiang greeted everyone.

"My lord, my lord, can you give me something to wait for, so that I can pay my respects."

Li Qiang suddenly remembered that the star from his previous life signed his name.

He hooked his hands and motioned for the scholar to come closer. Then, he took out a self-made absorbent brush and signed his name on the man's clothes.

This move immediately drove the surrounding literati crazy.

"My lord, my lord, please sign me too."

Everyone knows that Li Qiang is both civil and military, and his poems can arouse his literary spirit.

He is even more martial arts unparalleled.

It is a great honor for such a person to sign.

In this world, calligraphy of literati is very precious.

In ancient times, if someone saw the calligraphy written by the great Confucianism, he might break through the realm.

If you see the handwriting of a sage, you may have an instant "epiphany."

Scholars flocked here, and warriors were no exception.

Good calligraphy is also good for martial arts cultivation.

Therefore, some great masters who practice martial arts generally have the habit of writing, and even a sword fairy appeared in the Taizu period, who integrated his sword intent into himself and regarded it as a magic weapon.

"Brother... calligraphy, how can you give it lightly."

Zhang Feng stopped immediately.

Li Qiang sighed and said: "Second brother, second brother, you are good everywhere and loyal, but sometimes you are a bit pedantic?"

Zhang Feng didn't dare to talk back, he seemed to be listening attentively.

"Don't move, don't move, Mr. Li is about to lecture, everyone is quiet, whoever talks, I will kill him."

Li Qiang looked at everyone in front of him and said, "Xianmen, countless."

"Da Qin, the former martial arts sect, is like the sand of the Ganges River."

"There are almost hundreds of genres."

"There are so many beautiful forests, how can I call them?"

"Why didn't you call?"

Li Qiang looked at Zhang Feng, he was already lost in thought.

Among sects, they naturally have their own housekeeping skills. Whoever is willing to spread the martial arts that he has cultivated so hard to the world and to others, I am afraid that even a fool will know it.