According to Fu Qingshu's current situation, I feel like he could be killed instantly with one palm. But who is Mr. Fu? The dignified young marquis of Anguo Mansion, the Four Books and Five Classics, benevolence, righteousness and etiquette watered him down. Even if his face is as green as a newly formed persimmon, he still has to smile with his twitching mouth corners, and he still has to say from between his teeth: "I wonder what the young master wants when he comes to my house in the middle of the night?"
I sighed in my stomach, it's so pitiful, why bother. He straightened his face, straightened his expression, and asked Fu Qingshu uprightly and solemnly: "Master Fu, I see that you are also a martial arts practitioner. Do you know what chivalry is?"
Fu Qingshu said: "Ask for advice."
The bright moon, the stars, the silent garden, I adjusted the angle, stood in the wind, and raised my hands. The breeze blew the corners of my clothes and Fu Qingshu's clothes. Suddenly the world suddenly opened up, and a wave of righteousness slowly rose from the Dantian.
I smiled faintly: "Chivalry is a chivalrous act, a chivalrous act. Holding a sword with the world in mind, robbing the rich and giving to the poor to save the common people, and supporting the old and young to help the weak, only then can you be called a hero! Mr. Fu, since you are a martial arts practitioner, You must be worthy of the word "Xia", so you must agree to what my brother is asking for today. "
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