Leng Fei paced with his hands behind his back.

Song Yiyang no longer cared about him and buried his head in the Taiyue Soul-Suppressing Hammer.

He also has a great memory. After reading it three times, he can remember it and never forget it anymore.

He looked up and saw that Leng Fei had already walked from one end of the corridor to the other end, frowned.

"How is it?" Song Yiyang asked with a smile on his face.

Leng Fei strode to him and said, "I'll say it!"

He knew the truth as soon as he saw Song Yiyang's expression.

This is Song Yiyang's old problem. If you seize the opportunity, you will make things difficult for him. If you stump him, it will be a great victory.

Song Yiyang smiled and said, "I found a solution."

Leng Fei stared at him.

Song Yiyang said: "Take out a thousand taels of silver and I can clear my relationship so that my elder sister and brother-in-law can get the name of the prince Yu's mansion."

"One thousand taels..." Leng Fei frowned.

Qingyu City is a city that never sleeps. It is bustling and noisy. There is no place without money. A medium-sized life costs 100 taels of silver every year.

One thousand taels are enough to allow a middle-aged family to live for ten years.

Song Yiyang said: "We two can get together, can we make up a hundred taels?"

Leng Fei nodded.

The previous reward is still there, and with the savings of the two, it is no problem to make up a hundred taels, but compared to a thousand taels, one hundred taels is too small.

"I have no idea." Song Yiyang spread his hands: "As soon as he entered Xiaoyao Hall, he still has to be low-key and not do anything randomly."

Leng Fei said: "I'll find a way."

"Okay, I'll leave it to you." Song Yiyang was not polite and threw the secret book to Leng Fei: "I've written it down."

Leng Fei said: "Practice your Xiaoyaotang martial arts first. Practice this occasionally, and you will get miraculous effects."

"Yes." Song Yiyang walked out: "I have to go back to guard the duty tonight."

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In the following month, the weather was calm, the days were monotonous and boring, and there was no turbulence.

Yang Letian seemed to have disappeared and never appeared in Taoran Tower again.

Zhang Tianpeng found out that Yang Letian began to go into seclusion, and Zhao Qinghe was also in seclusion. The two of them did nothing but sweep the streets.

Gao Shiqi seemed to have forgotten them, and everyone had forgotten them, letting them sweep the streets diligently.

After the two of them finished sweeping, they began to practice the qigong, half of the time practicing the Qingniu Power and half of the time practicing the Taiyue Soul-Suppressing Hammer.

The Taiyue Soul-Shenzhen Hammer was very unhappy. Leng Fei completely merged with the first punch, but he was unable to get the trick of the second punch for a long time.

No matter how he practiced, he felt something was wrong. It was a little bit worse. Taiyue Soul-Suppressing Hammer was subtle and wonderful, but it was almost not the case at all.

He couldn't find the reason, and it was useless to compete with Zhang Tianpeng, and Song Yiyang also entered a retreat state.

It seems that everyone is in seclusion.

He and Zhang Tianpeng seemed to be in a state of retreat, everything became slow, and life was monotonous and boring.

He only went to Taoran Building once a month to see if Yang Letian is there.

According to his obsession with Princess Jingbo, he wanted to go every day, but Taoran Building cost extremely high. He needed one thousand taels of silver and could not spend money indiscriminately.

Song Yiyang was in seclusion, so there was no news about the Nine Dragon Locking Heavenly Skills. He found out through the news that Zhang Tianpeng asked about it that the Nine Dragon Locking Heavenly Skills had passed, as if everyone had forgotten it and the court had no more movement.

Everything became lazy, but Leng Fei became more and more diligent in practicing martial arts. He had to practice exhausted every day. He lie down and closed his eyes, sleeping without a dream all night until the dawn was dawn. He quickly got up and swept the streets, and then came back to eat and practice martial arts, without any laziness.

After practicing for a few days, Zhang Tianpeng became tired and wanted to be lazy. Seeing that he was so diligent, he could only practice hard.

A month later, early in the morning, the two of them were working hard, and the gate of the courtyard was pushed open and Zhao Qinghe came in happily.

It was like a lotus flower floating in lightly, with light steps, with a faint fragrance, and a sweet smile.

"Qinghe!" Zhang Tianpeng smiled and came up excitedly: "You are here, are you out of seclusion?"

"Yes." Zhao Qinghe was so dazzling that Zhang Tianpeng stretched out his hand to hug her.

Zhao Qinghe hurriedly sideways and avoids it, looking at Leng Fei who was walking towards the gate of the yard.

"Brother Leng, where are you going?" Zhang Tianpeng asked hurriedly.

Leng Fei said: "I won't bother you two anymore, I'll come back tonight."

After he finished speaking, he had already left the courtyard.

Zhao Qinghe nodded with satisfaction and smirked: "Tianpeng, you look very good, and your martial arts are greatly improved."

Zhang Tianpeng was full of strength, and he obviously had reached a state of perfect harmony and unobstructed practice.

She was able to reach this level in one month, and her progress was no less than that of herself, which made her overjoyed.

"Haha, we have an adventure!" Zhang Tianpeng grinned, stepped forward and closed the courtyard gate, and lowered his voice: "Snatch Yang Letian's adventure!"

Zhao Qinghe's eyes wide open.

Zhang Tianpeng then proudly told the story, and Zhao Qinghe shook his head: "You are despicable and shameless, and cruel!"

"This is what you have to deal with Yang Letian!" Zhang Tianpeng was proud and took out a thin booklet from his arms and handed it to Zhao Qinghe: "Here, this is Taiyue Soul-Suppressing Hammer!"

"This is what you got." Zhao Qinghe pushed away.

Zhang Tianpeng said: "Is mine yours?! Brother Leng gave it to you, and he also showed it to a friend."

Zhao Qinghe smiled and said, "He is so generous?"

"Brother Leng is doing everything he wants to the enemy and is very righteous to his friends. Don't worry about him!" Zhang Tianpeng said.

He knew Zhao Qinghe’s thoughts and understood them.

Smart people are suspicious of each other, and they are all like this. Qing Holland is kind-hearted, and the Leng brothers are also very smart and not stupid, but they seem stupid in front of the two of them. Qing He always worrys that he will suffer losses.

Zhao Qinghe nodded with a smile, but she did not disappoint her mood.

Leng Fei’s intelligence is not ordinary intelligence, it is like having a sharp weapon. Whether it hurts or not, it is fearful.

She quickly glanced at Taiyue Soul-Suppressing Hammer and looked up in surprise.

Zhang Tianpeng became more and more proud, and laughed: "Isn't it amazing?"

"Excellent boxing technique!" Zhao Qinghe exclaimed: "It is even better than our Mingyuexuan's broken jade boxing."

"It's a pity that we only practiced one punch." Zhang Tianpeng shook his head and said, "It's stumping Brother Leng and me."

"Tianpeng, can you practice a punch?" Zhao Qinghe smiled and said, "It is more complicated and difficult than the broken jade boxing. Even if I practice it, it is very difficult. I am afraid that I will not be able to practice it in a month."

"Hehe..." Zhang Tianpeng raised his chest.

He has never been so proud of his head and chest in front of Zhao Qinghe.

Zhao Qinghe lowered her head and slowly studied Taiyue's soul-controlling hammer. Before she knew it, she became fascinated by referring to the broken jade fist and began to gesture.
Chapter completed!