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"I can't, I can't, you're a guest, I can't take your things, or else the old man would be scolding someone." Mother Wu laughed and said, "Oh right, how did you know I have a grandson? "Viv told you."

"Mother Wu, please accept this. Maybe I'll have to come often in the future." Guo Que didn't explain and just smiled as he shoved Yu Guanyin into Mother Wu's hands, "You must give that little grandson of yours some time, haha."

"Mother Wu, why is it so noisy?" "Is Miss Weiwei not here yet?" An old man's voice came from inside the room. Then, Master Yu Feng walked out. Guo Huai had met Master Yu Feng once in the school auditorium, but seeing you again today, he could feel a familiar aura coming from Master Yu Feng's body.

"Lordmaster, what are you talking about? Why can't you bring up a pot?" Mother Wu rushed to Master Yu Feng's side and pulled at him with all her might.

"Alright, Mother Wu. If that lass Weiwei can't even handle this little blow, then she's not someone I've taken a fancy to, and she's not worthy to be my disciple. Don't get involved and go cook, you can make some good dishes from the game sent over by those little brats a few days ago." Master Feng said with a smile.

"Guo Xie, you've come uninvited. Greetings, Master Yu Feng." Guo Bao took a step forward and said with a smile.

"The wine De Zhi shared yesterday was yours, right? Is there still more? Today, I'm in charge of food. Do I need you to serve the wine?" "There's no need for you to act haughtily," Elder Yu Feng said with a smile. Leave the matter of the meal to Mother Wu. Come, you guys follow me to the study room. I wrote something this morning.

"The ninja has success, the dry one has no achievements, the tough one has many blessings, and the contender has few desires." 16 large words appeared before his eyes.

"Girl, don't worry about this first. Write a few words. I've been looking for you for a month. Have you made any progress?" Master Feng said with a smile.

"Master, we met a pretty good brush on the way here. Since you asked Weiwei to write a few words, I'll let her use this brush first." As he said that, he took out the brush from his backpack, walked in front of the inkstone, and started preparing the ink for Murong Weiwei.

"Mu Qingbai is quite generous this time. Haha, but little friend said that you will give me this. I can't go back on my word. At worst, I'll just give you a word." Master Feng said with a smile.

"Bad brother, what word do you think I should write?" Murong Weiwei took the brush Guo Xie handed to her and asked in a low voice.

"Write whatever you want in your heart. Words are born from your heart. No matter how hard you try to control yourself, you will never write down your highest level." Guo Tai said softly, "The ink is ready, let's begin." After he finished, he retreated behind Murong Weiwei.

"An ordinary change changes the heart of the old friend, but a change changes the heart of the old friend." It was originally two lines from the Nalan character poem, but Murong Weiwei had changed her heart to change it to her heart. After she finished writing, Murong Weiwei put down the brush and retreated to Master Yu Feng's side.

"Lad, shouldn't you write a few words as well? Let's take a look." Master Yu Feng didn't say anything, just smiled at Guo Xie, waiting for his response.

"Then I'll be making a fool of myself." He took a step forward, placed the backpack on the ground, undid the first two buttons of his shirt, and slowly rolled up his sleeves. He walked to a face plate at the door, slowly put his hands inside, washed them a few times, and dried them.

"Entering my Lovesick Sect, know that my lovesick heart is bitter, long lovesick face reminiscent, short lovesick limitless." The instant Guo Xie put the pen down, Master Yu Feng's palm sounded out.

"Good, good, good. I never would have thought that I would be able to see such a thing in my life. I have no regrets in my life, no regrets in my life." "Let's go!" Master Imperial Wind said in a loud voice. "What do you mean by 'Southern Zheng, Northern Xue, whatever'? What 'Wind Wielding Grandmaster'? All of them are bullshit. Little friend, accept this old man's bow." With that, Master Yu Feng bowed deeply towards Guo Ergou.

"Master is trying to support and kill this junior, it's just a few words. Master is getting serious, let's first talk about Weiwei's calligraphy." Guo Bao took a step forward and helped Master Yu Feng up, smiling as he spoke.

"Alright, let's first talk about Weiwei." "Yes." Master Imperial Wind said with a smile. In the past, I didn't want to take you in as my disciple because you didn't come out from that affair with Kong Xuan. It was hard to put words into words, but now, if you still want to have a Master and disciple relationship with me, I agree. "

"Weiwei, hurry up and pay respects to Master." Weiwei, hurry up and follow the Master. Guo Qiang said with a smile.

"Little friend, you are trying to take this old man's life. I have something I don't understand. Judging by your age, how could you possibly write out such a concept?" Master Feng asked softly.

"Other people only know that Guo Jin has a hedonistic grandson. He doesn't study, he doesn't have any skills, he has all kinds of poisons in his body. But who could have truly understood this hedonistic grandson for more than ten years?" Guo Xie said softly.

Master Yu Feng, on the other hand, lightly nodded his head. He still couldn't believe it. No matter what happened, Guo Xie was only sixteen years old.

"Cough, cough, master. I saw the mess in the living room just now. Why don't we finish it before we eat?" Guo Xie looked at the slightly red-eyed Murong Weiwei and the thoughtful Master Yu Feng. He couldn't help but think in his heart, I'm just acting too arrogantly this time, but I can't tell you all that I'm the demoted Star Lord of the Heavenly Court. I lived for a few hundred years back in the Tang Dynasty.

"Little friend, you're even proficient in Go?" Master Feng was startled, and asked with a hint of surprise.

"I know a little, but it's just that I feel a little itchy after seeing the mess." Guo Qiang said with a smile.

"Come, let's go to the living room. Girl, I want to thank you this time. It seems like you were right to come without Kong Xuan that day, haha." Master Feng did not seem to be afraid of anything as he smiled and said.

"Master, I'll go first. I'll take advantage of you." As he said that, he picked up Blackie and gently placed him on the chessboard.

After 30 hands, Yu Feng raised his head and looked at the youth in front of him. He was completely surprised. He had never imagined that Ye Xiao would be able to break through the chess game that he had yet to break open.

"No more, no more, little friend won." "Let's go!" Master Imperial Wind said in a loud voice. "Little friend, stop calling me Master. My name is Chen, my name is Yu Tong, and I am from Qinghai Jade Tree. You can call me Old Chen from now on."

"Master is surnamed Chen?" Guo Que was surprised for a moment. He finally knew where that familiar smell came from when he entered the door. Jade Tree Chen surname, that kid from the Chen manor of the Tongtian river that Sun Wukong saved also had the surname Chen. Wasn't he the later True Monarch Jiexi?