The head of the Nanxing Abo Jingtou room brought many people! The young tribe ran in in panic, and was out of breath and was about to arrive at the drying yard!

Well, it seems that he was here to find a place. When the old man heard this, he nodded and responded slowly, turned to Qin Mufeng, but explained casually: Then, you play for yourself first, the old man will take a look.

Old man, I do things alone - if you have nothing to do, you play with yours. The old man raised his hand, took a step and went out.

As soon as the old man stepped out of the temple, he saw the head of the Qiujia Jingtou House not far away dragging the young man who had made trouble before. Behind him, a group of children from the Jingtou House shouted, showing off their power.

Oh! When the house president Qiu Muxin saw the old man walking towards him, he exclaimed and quickly saluted. Uncle Nan Xingshi is in good health. Muxin wishes you a long life ahead. People in the countryside are used to using knives when working, especially the kind used to cook and chop firewood.

Just give me a half-person-high firewood stick. Qin Mufeng said it very sincerely.

You guys! Qiu Muxin couldn't help but smile. Actually, just now he heard the Zhang clan's narration of the whole thing, and he admired Qin Mufeng's loyalty and courage? But this place must be found today. This is his persistence and his responsibility as the director of the house. Come and give him a thicker firewood stick!

The two of them immediately faced each other in the drying field with one knife and one stick. The autumn wind rolled up the fallen leaves, and they felt like they were déjà vu on the battlefield.

I am quite familiar with this place, so let me do my best as a landlord and let you take action first! What a good Qiu Muxin, although he is so brave and fierce, he also has a different temperament.

Okay, it’s better to obey each other than respect each other! Qin Mufeng bowed his hand, but he didn’t use his body skills. He rushed over with a loud shout, and slashed towards Qiu Muxin’s face. Qiu Muxin was happy and immediately waved his sword upwards. He heard a click. The scene of the expected firewood stick being cut off and flew up a piece of it did not appear. Instead, the hatchet stick was stuck on the firewood stick.

It was strange! Qiu Muxin was shocked. Even if he was a housemaster, he would not lose his work of chopping wood and carrying water for a day. He was definitely an expert in the expert in cutting wood and the lines of the wood stick. The moment before the sword was swung, he could see the lines clearly, with the appropriate angle, and even used the force that surpassed usual chopping wood. With the force that was chopped down by the wood stick itself, the hatchet would never be stuck on the wood stick like this.

Unless Qiu Muxin's thoughts were flowing, he looked closely and gave up the idea: the pattern of the fire stick is exactly the same as before, and it is definitely not the effect of Qin Mufeng's temporary reversal! He no longer underestimated the enemy, grabbed the hatchet and became cautious.

Qin Mufeng followed Qin Langqing's teachings: test first, but during the test, he integrated his internal strength into the firewood stick. This attack made the enemy's plan to be virtual and real, and he could clearly explore the opponent's strength. Feeling the pulling force from the firewood stick in his hand, Qin Mufeng shook his stick, and the firewood stick and the hatchet couldn't be separated for a while.

It was hard to tell that this stool was a good player! Zhang Nanxing, who was watching the game, thought to himself, but it was still a bit short of the big brother's eyes.
Chapter completed!