Chapter 328
"By the way, Auntie, I have to learn a skill called Lingbo Weibu from Mr. Duan of Dali. I think Auntie knows about it." Qin Chuan suddenly talked about other topics.

Mrs. Wang was slightly surprised, "Where did he get it?"

Qin Chuan then talked about Duan Yu's adventure in Wuliang Mountain.

After hearing this, Mrs. Wang sighed softly, "That's the martial arts left by my mother, it's probably fate for Duan...his son to learn it."

She also heard that her mother wanted to kill all the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect who wanted to learn martial arts, which naturally included her father.

Mrs. Wang has never understood why her father loves jade statues but not her living mother?

And why should mother be jealous with a jade statue?
Thinking of their family, always hurt by love, can't help feeling sad.

Qin Chuan: "Auntie, I will pass on this Lingbo Weibu to you and my cousin later."

"it is good."

It's just that Mrs. Wang couldn't help but regret when she was learning Lingbo Weibu.She remembered the days when she was a girl with Duan Zhengchun, and Duan Zhengchun also taught her martial arts.

Murong Fu is personable, born with a kind of nobility, he is no different from Dali Duan Clan's Prince Zhennan when he was young.

Wang Yuyan was dumbfounded when she saw her mother learning martial arts.

Ever since she could remember, her mother had been stern and strict, never had such a charming look.

And the object is a cousin?
She couldn't accept it for a while.

After she was reborn, her cousin would no longer be the emperor.

But what is it now?

In her previous life, she had read the history of the Five Hu and Sixteen Kingdoms in the Northern and Southern Dynasties, and there were not only aunts, nephews, and sisters in the harem.There are too many widows, mothers and daughters.

She blushed secretly, wondering what she was thinking.

But my mother doesn't have a straight face, she's really pretty.

She is pretty herself, but compared with her mother, she always lacks something.

Murong Fu taught Mrs. Wang and Wang Yuyan.

His voice is kind, much gentler than what Wang Yuyan saw before she was reborn.

"My cousin is really different now, why should I hate him?" Wang Yuyan's heart softened.

So Qin Chuan stayed in Mantuo Villa for a few days and taught Wang Yuyan and Mrs. Wang Lingbo to take small steps, but Beiming's magical skills were not passed on.

This kung fu is too dangerous. Duan Yu can practice it because of the luck of the protagonist. If others practice it, if they don't pay attention, they may go crazy.

This is also the reason why Wu Yazi did not pass the Beiming Divine Art to Su Xinghe.

Seeing that the mother and daughter learned how to walk gently, Qin Chuan planned to leave.

Mrs. Wang was a little reluctant.

Wang Yuyan also felt a strange feeling.

She had no father since she was a child, and her cousin lived there for a few days, and suddenly gave her a feeling of home.

The mother and daughter have their own thoughts, they both don't want Murong Fu to leave.

On the contrary, Ah Zhu Abi was anxious.

They see it.

Miss Biao is fine, but what's going on with my uncle and madam?
Qin Chuan just said to go back and get ready, and then took Wang Yuyan to Xixia to meet her grandmother Li Qiushui.

Mrs. Wang couldn't find a reason, so she had to tell the two to come back early after finishing their work.

At this time, she didn't want her daughter to stay with grandma for a while longer.

When Qin Chuan returned to Yanziwu, he received a post from the beggar gang asking him to go to the Xingzi Forest to explain the death of Ma Dayuan, the deputy leader of the beggar gang.

Qin Chuan also wanted to see Qiao Feng.

Nan Murong is a family name, both Murong Bo and Murong Fu.Bei Qiaofeng's prestige was earned with one punch and one kick.

Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms of the Beggar Gang, number one in the world.

Who wouldn't want to meet this great hero?

(End of this chapter)

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