What was beyond Xu Qingyi's surprise was that although the old beggar shouted, there was no sign of pain on his face.

Although he grinned his teeth after looking back, anyone could tell that he was deliberately funny. His slightly narrowed eyes were full of teasing.

Xu Qingyi was confused in her heart.

She naturally knew the inner energy she had just released, so she would not let the old beggar roll on the ground, but it was not difficult to get the pain and tears.

Now this old beggar shows nothing, which only means that this old beggar is not an ordinary person. He must be the kind of martial arts who have extremely high martial arts cultivation.

Just now, Xu Qingyi's method of releasing internal energy was some tricks, with power second. The advantage was that the energy was weak, which made people unable to defend themselves.

Even an ordinary master of the Shangyuan realm would have to suffer a loss. But this old man didn't know whether he was relying on his body or the Qi, but he actually blocked him.

No matter which one is, it is not simple anyway.

Xu Qingyi stopped and a faint look of defense began to appear in her beautiful bright eyes.

Then, as the old beggar got closer and closer, when she was only a few meters away from her, she finally couldn't help but ask, "Have you asked for the name of Gao, my senior?"

She doesn't care about anything else now, just wants to figure out whether this old beggar is an enemy or a friend.

Fortunately, what made her breathe easily was that the old beggar smiled, "Don't be afraid of little girl. Just now, if the old beggar didn't feel wrong with your hand, but Yun Si Finger?"

He didn't look like he had any malicious intentions in his eyes.

"Yun Si Finger" made Xu Qingyi's eyes slightly change, "Senior knows Yun Si Finger?"

This is a martial art that only a few people know about in their Hongye Valley. Because this is only suitable for women to practice, and it is not the kind of orthodox fighting skill.

However, the old beggar looked at Xu Qingyi's shaking face, shook his head and said, "It looks...it's really like..."

Xu Qingyi frowned slightly and said, "Who do you look like?"

The old beggar knocked on his forehead, suddenly remembered something, and said, "The little girl should be Xu Qingyi, the daughter of Xu He, the master of this generation of Red Leaf Valley, right?"

Xu Qingyi's pupils slightly magnified, "Senior, who are you?"

She couldn't figure out how the person in front of her recognized her. The only explanation was that the person in front of her came to approach her specifically.

But the old beggar just shook the wine gourd and said, "You look quite like your aunt, Fairy Hongxia, and your figure is also similar. It's just a little worse than her, which is a pity."

Xu Qingyi didn't know what to say, nor did she know whether she should be angry.

She had never heard of someone who was not pretty enough, and although the person in front of her was not pretty enough, she was comparing her with her aunt, Fairy Hongxia.

Because Xu Hongxia is much larger than Xu He, Xu He gave birth to Xu Qingyi when he was middle-aged, so Xu Qingyi had never seen Xu Hongxia. When she was born, Xu Hongxia had passed away for many years.

But of course Xu Qingyi had heard of her aunt's deeds.

People who amazed a generation like Fairy Hongxia, even if they die, will be destined to leave many rumors and stories in the world.

Xu Qingyi heard from his father that his aunt was indeed beautiful and even known as the most beautiful fairy in the martial arts world.

Calculate your age, it seems that my aunt should be of the same generation as the old beggar in front of her.

After a little stunned, Xu Qingyi bowed and said, "Senior, are my aunt's old friends?"

She admits her identity.

"Old friend..."

The old beggar smashed his mouth and looked around and said like a thief: "I tell you, don't tell your father and your aunt... Qi Wulie..."

He didn't say the word "uncle", it was obvious that he even knew the grudges between Hongye Valley and Zijing Villa.

Before Xu Qingyi could agree, she saw the old beggar suddenly change his face and full of pride, "I am not only your aunt's old friend, but also patted your aunt's breasts, hey, her..."

The old beggar looked at Xu Qingyi's chest very seriously, "It's even more amazing than yours."

Seeing Xu Qingyi glaring at her eyes, she hurriedly said, "It's just your aunt who volunteered to get started with me! She went to me for competition, but she never beat me, and was willing to accept the loss."

Xu Qingyi was a little amused and didn't know whether to believe it or not. But based on the things she heard, her aunt could really do such a thing.

Who is the old man in front of me? He can beat my aunt?

Xu Qingyi knew that when Xu Hongxia was young, she was the only one among her peers in the world.

Just as he was about to ask about the identity of the old beggar in front of him, he heard the old beggar say, "It was obvious that he lost the gambling, but he cried before he touched it a few times. Alas, the old beggar was embarrassed to take action again." He sniffed, "Why don't you make up for your aunt, little girl?"

Xu Qing's face turned red.

But seeing that the old beggar in front of him had no malice, he was not angry either. He just bit his lips gently and said, "Senior, he was joking."

The old beggar stared at him, "Who is joking? The old beggar is serious."

Xu Qingyi's face turned redder, "If seniors still do this, then juniors can only say goodbye."

After saying that, he saluted the old beggar again, then held a navy blue oil paper umbrella and turned around to leave.

No matter what the old beggar in front of her was, she really didn't want others to say such things in front of her, even if it was a joke.

If she hadn't had a good cultivation, and for the sake of her old aunt, she would have been cold-blooded at this moment.

"hehe."

The old beggar looked at Xu Qingyi's departure and just chuckled.

Then he walked towards the inn next to him, "Waiter, come with paper and pen."

The servant inside was about to drive out the person when he saw a little ragged silver note being put out. He hurriedly agreed and went to get paper and pen.

The silver bill is broken, then it is the silver bill.

"ah!"

It took about half a quarter of an hour.

Xu Qingyi was walking on the road as if thinking about the old beggar she had just met. Suddenly, someone patted her shoulder and couldn't help but exclaim.

With her cultivation level, she was quietly approached. It is hard to imagine how high this person has.

Then she saw the smiling face of the old beggar.

When he came to his senses, even with Xu Qingyi's cultivation, he couldn't help but feel a little angry, "Please respect yourself, senior."

The old beggar was indifferent and laughed: "The little girl is pretty good-looking. The old beggar will give you the gift of this thing your aunt is thinking about!"

He waved his hand and threw a roll of things to him.

Xu Qingyi took it and her eyebrows frowned slightly. It was rolled paper, but there were obviously oil stains on it, which were all touching her hands.

When I looked up again, there was no sign of an old beggar in front of me. There were only the surprised eyes of passers-by around me.

Xu Qingyi's eyes showed a look of doubt. When she opened the roll of paper in her hand, her pupils gradually widened, and a look of extreme surprise appeared. Then, there was surprise.

"Butterfly-guided hand..."
Chapter completed!