Chapter 131

Boom!

The sandbag in front vibrates, Qian Yi Lan's eyes are looking at the display above.

Fast jump, and finally, stop frame in 513.

The first punch, Qian Yilan did not use all his strength.

Warm up first.

Then there were a few more punches.

519, 518, 536, 560 --

QIAN Yilan took a deep breath.

I feel almost there.

Qian Yi Lan's eyes are fixed on the front and slowly raise his hand.

This one, go all out.

A sweet drink.

The momentum of the fight was raised and the blow was heavy.

A violent vibration.

Qian Yilan's eyes are full of expectation looking at the display ---

finally, 585!

Compared with half a month ago, it has increased by four Jin.

This result, Qian Yilan is quite satisfied.

Progress is a good thing.

Each realm, the more to the end, want to break through, the more difficult.

For example, Mingjin Sanpin.

From 50 Jin to 50 Jin, it's easier to break through 50 Jin!

Qian Yilan, 19 years old, fist strength, 585 Jin.

Out of the test room, the grey robe old man opened his eyes gently and looked at Qian Yi Lan, "not bad."

Qian Yi Lan hastily nodded his head to salute, "Fang laomu praised."

Qian Yi Lan left the test room and came to face with a figure.

"Younger martial sister, I want to ask you something."

It's pingzining.

Pingzining's expression was low and calm, and his whole body was permeated with a cold breath.

It's not for Qian Yilan, of course.

"Ask." Qian Yilan also knows what pingzining wants to know.

"Who is the man in the abandoned factory?" Pingzi said quietly.

"Elder martial brother." Qian Yi Lan pondered for a while, raised his eyes and said in a low voice, "this person is very important to us at present, you can't go to his trouble."

Pingzining's eyes were smeared with anger.

No trouble with him?

Is he scared to urinate, sit on the ground, this humiliation, just forget it?

Well, absolutely, no, can, can.

Pingzining eyes more and more cold, "younger martial sister, in fact, even if you don't say, I can also check."

Qian Yi Lan frowns.

This pingzining, however, is in the early stage of Ming Jin's third grade. The boxing strength is within 520 Jin at most. He joined the school earlier than he did, because pingzining's family background was prominent. His father was one of the high-ranking guest ministers in Qian Yilan's school!

"Elder martial brother Ping." Qian Yi Lan's look cold down, "I said, he is now an important case informant, you can't go to his trouble."

"What case, how can I not know?" Ping asked.

"I don't have to tell you everything." Qian Yi Lan also asked, the voice also expanded a few points.

For a moment, some of the nearby warriors couldn't help but cast their eyes, with doubts.

Pingzining's expression was low as water, half loud, and his eyes suddenly widened. "In my opinion, he is not an informer at all, but, you deliberately want to protect him!" Pingzining eyes erupted more intense anger, "he is what kind of person you are in the end!"

Qian Yi Lan's eyes are cold.

Directly around pingzining, stride away.

She didn't want to have a word with this elder martial brother Ping.

Walking to the center of the martial arts field, Qian Yilan's figure subconsciously gave a meal and looked at the past with a side face.

On the list of Chinese Xuanyuan, the top of the list is the three characters of Yama king, which is full of evil spirit.

"Or, in today's world, there is only" Yama ", who is really a man of the highest spirit."

A wave of men lying with guns.

Facts have proved that no matter how smart a woman is, there is also a blind side.

However, Qian Yilan's indomitable man is eating instant noodles and reading magazines.

Take a look at the time, it is already more than ten o'clock in the evening.

"Did Mr. Jun go to Mr. Jun again?" Luo Feng said to himself. After eating a bowl of instant noodles and reading the magazine, he felt that the room was a little dull, so he went out and walked casually along a street.

There is no deliberate destination, Luo Feng walks by himself.

Unknowingly, it has come to a branch of the Pearl River by the riverbank.

Night reflects the lights on both sides of the river, reflecting in the river, sparkling, it is particularly beautiful.

Luo Feng's figure stands on a stone bridge, gazing at the distant night.

Few people pass by.

All of a sudden, a boat rowed down from the upstream, attracting Luo Feng's attention."It's so late. I'm still cleaning up the garbage in Hanoi." Luo Feng is awe inspiring to these unknown workers. Although the night is beautiful, how can the people on the bank appreciate the most beautiful night if they salvage the garbage in the river all the time every day.

Generally speaking, no one pays attention to the boats that clean up the river rubbish.

Luo Feng has been to this place countless times, and he doesn't pay attention to it.

All of a sudden, tonight, I was staring at the boat that was rowing down from the upstream.

"Well?"

Luo Feng suddenly noticed a subtle and unusual breath.

Eyes on the boat.

His eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the boat. A figure with a hat on his head flashed across a sharp silver light.

Luo Feng was shocked.

Suicide?

At this time, the boat just rowed under the stone bridge.

Almost subconsciously, Luo Feng's body jumped down.

You can't just watch a life go by without being indifferent. Moreover, you are the staff who just admire to clean up the river --

"don't!" Luo Feng's figure fell from the sky and landed on the boat with a plop, "don't worry about it -- ah!" Luo Feng suddenly can't help but exclaim, pupil is big, "you don't want to commit suicide?"

The man with a hat on his face was simple and unadorned. His eyes grew into a thin line, and it seemed that he could not open it.

Luo Feng appeared so suddenly that he had no time to react. Luo Feng had already taken the dagger in his hand, and the man's face changed immediately.

"It's not suicide." Luo Feng jumped down to know that it was a misunderstanding, the man's dagger did not stab himself, but toward his body - a big sack.

"But what is this about?" Luo Feng couldn't help but ask the man wearing a hat.

For this unexpected guest from the sky, the man's face changed a few times, and tried to calm down, light voice way, "nothing."

Luo Feng's eyes fell on a big sack in front of him. He recalled the man's knife and suddenly remembered something. His eyes immediately looked at the man wearing a hat with some disdain.

It has long been said that some people sneak out to throw garbage in the river at night, and all the dead pigs, chickens and ducks are thrown into the river. The behavior is simply outrageous.

"Brother." Luo Feng exclaimed and patted the man on the shoulder, "can't throw rubbish about!"

Said, Luo Feng curiously a knife across, want to see what the garbage in the sack is.

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