...Good kung fu.Dugu Ji looked at the direction of the big red silk cloth flying and murmured to himself.
As the incident happened, their table became the only restless reef in the whirlpool.
Bei Yunhu stood quietly, her eyes passing through countless black shadows that were roaring and leaping, and she was always at the side of the great master, thinking about it; the zombie man tickled and spit out a few single notes, judging by his expression, he would not be a good thing.
Liang Yànzhen had excellent eyesight. When Xi Wuqin took action, she turned her head and chased the straight shadows that were penetrated by the red silk and suddenly appeared until the bamboo chopsticks were in its original form, and blurted out in shock: What... What a terrible kung fu!How could he shoot the chopsticks so far?
Dugu Ji came back to his senses and realized that she was referring to this. He shook his head and said: What's the difficulty?I'm not saying that this skill is good.He picked up a bamboo chopstick and shook it, AhAhAh's three screams. Within a straight line of seven or eight feet, the three bandits turned over and fell. The blood-covered bamboo chopsticks penetrated the body of the last person, and their remaining momentum kept hitting the blade of a disciple of the Qigong Palace.
The boy suddenly felt a great force coming, and his sword tilted, splitting his opponent's face. He was splashed by the hot red and white object. He staggered and fell to his side, holding his right wrist and trembling. He could imagine how painful it was.
Liang Yànzhen was stunned.I heard my lover Yiran say: ...I use strength, but he is all skillful.Xiao Yàn'er, you can see it clearly, he is not a chopstick thrown with bare hands.
With the guidance of a great expert, Liang Yiànzhen touched the door a little, looking at Xi Wu's right hand in his sleeve. When he saw the sleeves of the robe, a smooth jade bamboo as thick as a thumb suddenly appeared and disappeared. The brush at the front end was black and shiny, like a rhinoceros horn tortoiseshell. The hair was tied with pointed hair, round, and strong, and all four virtues were ready. It was not a fine steel casting or a pen-shaped imitation blade, but a purple-haired brush with tight edges.
Xi Wuquan ordered to take action, but he did not join the battle group. Seeing that the situation was a little chaotic, or the disciples had insufficient experience in the face of the enemy, they were unable to solve the problem. The sleeves of the robe were raised, the pen tips were sticking to the bamboo chopsticks in the chopsticks, and immediately flew out silently. The path was sometimes curved and sometimes straight, and the speed was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, as if the shooting was not the hard chopsticks, but flexible things like willow leaves.
The power of bamboo chopsticks is even more bizarre than his magical techniques.
Xi Wuwang rarely hits the human body, let alone being domineering like the Seventeenth Master, which is more important to attack the enemy and gaining extra money for his disciples. Whenever he got the chopsticks, the chopsticks also bounced away without any threat. The next moment, the man suddenly staggered in the opposite direction, as if he wanted to keep his pace steady. As soon as he tried, he would fall down as soon as he tried hard, as if he had punched the chopsticks, which was injured by the potential force such as the 18-year-old falling clothes.
Now even Liang Yiànzhen saw something strange and murmured: Is this...'Transfer of strength from different things'?The strange man she met behind Shiman Mountain and taught her half of the "Tiance Book" can be used to close the acupoints, or to satisfy the energy entering the body without touching the body. Only then did Liang Yiànzhen realize that there is such a magical and wise martial art in the world.
The swordsman is known as the top of the East China Sea martial arts. Elder Zishou is possessed with extraordinary abilities, which seems to be natural.
...That hand is not an ordinary way to transmit strength.Dugu Ji smiled and said: Let’s say this, the power is transmitted from different objects, and the power is transmitted from different objects. Do you think the focus is on "things" or "outsiders"?
Is this a big deal?Whether it hurts people and saves people, it is done by strength; if you plan to separate things, what you want is nothing unexpected.Every other thing, the more power is consumed, if it does not act on the human body, it will eventually be useless.
Well said!Unfortunately, the skill he practiced was not this kind of thinking.Dugu Ji smiled and said: I thought that his power transmission is the key to the "object" and the power is trained to stay in the object for a long time. It is not about being heavy and fierce but hard to control, but still remains without the body.My strength is like a knife, a sword, a fist, a palm, a shield, and only for attack and defense; his strength is like a silk thread, a screen, a ball, a needle hook, and is attached to external objects in various forms, with endless changes.
Do you think he used a brush to pick chopsticks to show off his mastery and style, showing his elder's majesty?
I guess that's not the case.
Instead, he has long been accustomed to the daily life, and he can easily store his strength on various things; picking up chopsticks with his bare hands may not be more clever than the tip of his pen.
I once heard from my brother that there are extremely masters in the world who have unfathomable cultivation and are inexhaustible internal strength. They enjoy practicing this kind of enclosed power and carry a puppet in the shape of an animal, making it move continuously, like a living thing.I didn’t expect that ordinary people also had such ambitions.
When the zombie man heard his good words in front of him, he couldn't help but raise his lips slightly, almost nodding like pounding garlic.
Unexpectedly, the seventeenth Master changed his mind and implyed that he was ridiculed by Xi Wuquan's ambition and talent. The zombie man looked cold and said, "He is not your opponent to fight head-on." However, if he uses skill to determine the best, the outcome is still uncertain.You are too capable, just open your eyes and tell lies?
Dugu Ji smiled and said: That's what I mean. Just nod and agree. Why do you have to recite it again and be so polite?After all, only those who stand can speak with martial arts.I can’t compare to the embroidery palace maids in the embroidery workshop. Who can compare this with you in a fight?
The zombie man was irresponsible and sneered.
The lineage of Jingshi Valley is the Longting Mountain Qi Sect, which is comparable to the internal strength foundation. Even if Xi Wuquan is not as good as yours, he is not a three-legged cat who cannot show off.It is said that "a arrogant soldier will be defeated." You have lived in seclusion for a long time. At this time, you have re-entered the world and went up the mountain to play so high-profile, how can you be careless?
The name of "Shock Valley" is very famous, and it scares people so much that they are beating their hearts, almost ruining their kidneys. How dare they be careless?
Dugu Ji smiled and said back.
Such a powerful sect, I don’t want to have such a delicate internal skills and mental method. I wonder what it is called?Will the young wife use the Red Divine Art to embroider?The zombie man was full of sour words in his throat, almost choking himself to death. He was so angry that this guy had extremely poisonous eyesight, and he was actually stuck on the point. Even though the zombie man was extremely smart, he could not argue for a moment.
Jingshi Valley practices internal skills and takes the nine veins of the Dragon Court, and there are many experts from internal schools. Their unique skills in maintaining meridians, Hu Lei Sword Seal is both a palm and a sword, with extremely powerful power, and everyone in the valley practices.
Somehow, but a decent top expert has not been born for a long time, forcing him to study hard, fearing that he will decline, but his performance will become more mediocre.
The zombie man has been away from the mountain for a long time. When he was on the mountain, his faction not only did not dabble in the martial arts of his veins, but also had no unique skills in his family. He only practiced the martial arts of circulating various veins and relied on him to create more than 70% of the palace masters in the strange palace, which can be regarded as the elite among the elites.
The technique of placing internal strength that Xi Wuquan practiced is not the martial arts of Jingshi Valley. Although he knew its roots, the zombie man had no intention of revealing it to the people at the foot of the mountain.
What's even more terrible is that in his heart, he actually quite agrees with the statement of Marquis Luotuo.
It is indeed wonderful to have the ability to use things to possess the power to achieve Xi Wuquan, but at the moment when the masters face life and death, sometimes the minimalist is the ultimate essence. Wouldn’t you hear that one force will reduce ten times?
If you lose your roots and chase the ends, you will inevitably make you laugh.
That is the 'Piaopeng Sword'.
Bei Yunhu's eyes did not move, and suddenly spoke quietly, and her beautiful voice was very ethereal, as if her heart was in the distance.It is not all about Shock Valley, but an unpopular mind method in Youmingyu.
... There is no need to tell outsiders.The zombie man said angrily.
The nine veins of the Dragon Court have a deep gate, and all the elders of all the veins are closely guarded, for fear that their unique talents will flow into others' baskets, one will rise and fall, and be suppressed by other factions.
Piaopeng Jianshe. It is actually not unique to Youmingyu. Bei Yunhu thought so that he had heard the teacher mention it, so he had a misunderstanding.
However, the people in the valley only practiced the Hu Lei Sword Seal, which allowed Xi Wuqian to learn other martial arts. The only place where Xi Wuqian could escape and save lives in the Yuyang battlefield far away from the mountain, and the soldiers and horses were greedy. The interdependent comrades exchanged the secrets they had learned in their lives, so as to increase their chances of survival... The unknown demon sword outpost battle that happened ten years ago, which happened in the gap between the shadows, rewritten the fate of how many passionate young people had rewritten?
While talking, the battle on the field came to an end.
It is obvious that it is a bandit, and there are about a hundred people. Although there are only more than twenty people in Qigong, the martial arts of the two sides are very different, and only three or five can fight, and most of the others are knocked down when they meet. Secondly, the bandits have neither escaped nor joined forces, as if they can't bear to leave the villagers who are taking care of them.
The people in Qigong were not interested in fighting at all. After knocking down the opponent, they rushed to the next prey. The efficiency was amazing. Soon, the bandits were restrained one by one, with few casualties, almost all of which came from the Qiqi Master.
As soon as Xi Wuwang ordered, Yingfengse and Long Dafang were also in action. He was like lightning, and he was particularly pronounced with the key points. His voice was even more generous than his fellow disciples holding the sword. The place where he passed was flat, and there was no enemy who could move a little more under his hands. Long Dafang looked round and round, and he saw his legs swept away the leaves like the autumn wind. He just saw him jumping up and down like a ball, without any delay. Every time he made his feet, a bandit would fall to the ground. It looked funny, but the person who was hit would definitely not think so.
Although the two were young, their skills were obviously above half of the disciples of Qigong. The two techniques of finger-legs, such as Tongtian Sword Finger, Tiger Trail Sword, etc., were widely circulated among the veins of Qigong. There was nothing in the field that could not be seen, but even the older disciples in their early twenties were not as experienced and vicious as the two of them.
The second young master had a great tacit understanding. He tear open the crowd first and pointed directly at the unconscious bride on the scorching rack.
Wind, hurricane!Suddenly, Elder Xi's voice roared through the night wind, as if it came from a very far away, but it was so clear that it could not fall into a word, and it shook through the body.
First, capture the person beside the great master, and don’t teach me to escape!
(This is...the message transmission into secret!)
Ying Fengse was about to jump onto the four-wheeled vehicle platform, looking down in the air. The housekeeper who supported Long Fang's Grandpa suddenly raised his head and met with his eyes. The man's originally dim eyes suddenly disappeared, replaced by a pair of bright and spiritual pupils that could be said to be as beautiful as a woman, with a vicious smile.
Oh no... the great man is in danger!
Ying Fengse twisted his body hard, and his body turned like a harrier. He raised his strength and hooked his legs over the top. When the wind was pressing, the whole person swung in the air, spinning down like a stalled sill!
The tiger-legged sword is named after the sword. The strongest thing is not the leg technique, but the wind pressure generated when the legs are used. The middle-aged man is like a blade, invincible, and it is also in line with the supreme pursuit of the sword without sword in the Qigong Palace.
Ying Fengse is only a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy. Even if he practices hard, he has not yet grown up. Being able to turn his body in the air is already shocking. He accelerates his fall with the wind of his legs, which is even more reckless and brave. Now he is old and can only use his body that loses his center of gravity to catch up with the enemy. Whether he or not he is the most harmful to himself.
In this situation, Ying Fengse, who fell like a rag, even made a hard palm. The zombie man in the distance pounded the table and cursed: Feng He, the fierce tiger, is just showing off his blood and courage!My body was away from the stool, and I could see my tightness.
Dugu Ji hugged his arms and chest, gently scraped his chin and moustache with the tip of his thumb, and murmured: This kid is not stupid, he just loves to show off his strength. Not bad, quite good! Thinking of the zombie man and another disciple, he turned to look at the shop.
But seeing that the boy who was cute and handsome but extremely mature, he was still taking care of the newly purchased daily necessities. In the store, there were three shopkeepers who looked like ordinary villagers, sitting neatly in front of the counter, as if he had a hole in the acupoint. The tables and chairs in the shop were arranged in a straight line, which showed that he was quick and spicy.
I just don’t know that this handsome boy took action after obeying Master Xi’s orders, or he was prepared for a long time. No matter how scheming or sensible he was, it was more fearful than the senior brothers who were tied up outside the shop.
Dugu Ji thought to himself: It turns out that this finger sword palace is used to playing backwards.Those who leave the mountain are stronger than those on the mountain, and those who are younger are stronger than those who are older?
The zombie man has no time to look around.
The wind color turned twice in the air, and the muscles and breathing were exhausted. If new force was not generated before falling to the ground, the weight of the body alone could break the arm bones. When encountering the enemy, you would be able to fight with all your strength. I am afraid that it would not shake the internal organs and all your internal organs?
The butler also thought of this festival and was ecstatic. He was about to palm up and send the little ghost of Fengyunxia who was always posing as airs to the west. A strange thing flashed across his heart, and a arched waist and iron bridge leaned back, barely avoiding the penis leg that was kicking towards his chin.
The person who came supported the ground with his hands and twisted his legs. His body was extremely flexible like a bear, and he almost wrapped his head down. His skills in the ground were so good that he was gritting his teeth.
The dragon square hurricane color!
The man didn't care about his decentness, used his hands and feet together, and tried his best to take off the clamp. Seeing Long Dafang turning over his belly, he lay on his back and legs one after another, as if he was stepping on a single wheel; Ying Fengse hit his thick soles of his boots with his palms, and was caught by Long Fang's hurricane rolling balls. The fallen momentum disappeared invisible, and the new force suddenly arose, and he rushed from the slant, bent his five fingers like dragon claws, hitting the man's face!
(...I've won!)
Ying Fengse not only looked at the guy in the air, but also saw Long Dafang quietly approaching. When the two met, they knew each other's thoughts, so they had their reckless behavior. Sure enough, the man was so happy to see the hunting and fled to attack; otherwise, he would have sharpened his head and crawled into the crowd, and he might not be able to stay.
The butler raised his head and neck, and Ying Fengse felt that he had grabbed a ball of wet and soft objects. He was hugged by the man and rolled away, and escaped from Long Dafang's legs.
...Don't run!Ying Fengse threw away the disguise materials and joined the battle group. The three of them chased each other around the great master. On several occasions, they almost grabbed the corner of the shirt, but they were still half a step away.
Maybe he was panicked or his vision was damaged. The housekeeper covered his face and lowered his head and rushed forward, but he was heading towards Xi Wuquan.
The second young master exchanged his eyes, Long Dafang pretended to chase him, followed him slowly, but actually drove him to the elder's place; Ying Fengse turned around and jumped onto the car, trying to remove the bride from his torture, but he only grabbed the guy and stopped letting him go. The shouts of shouting louder and louder to drive away the prey.
The woman was not a national character. At least compared with Long Dafang's little aunt, she was really awkward. The sect of the Qigong Palace was very strict in dealing with women. No matter how beautiful the other party was, these young people were used to being taught since childhood. Don't look at it inappropriately. Those who couldn't control it only took a few more glances and then turned away.
Ying Fengsexiang regarded himself as a nobleman of the scale clan, and he didn't even look at Bei Yunhu's face, but he really felt the dazzling brilliance from the corner of his eyes.
Although this girl from Shixingzhuang also wore a wedding dress, her sleeping face was not full of halos. It was just an ordinary woman who could not give a sense of shock to the heavenly woman.
Girl, don't be afraid.I'll save you.Hearing her muttering for a while, as if she was about to wake up, Ying Fengse was comforting her in a low voice, but she encountered difficulties in unblocking her bondage.
The leather ring that hugged the girl's wrist was very thick and tough, and could not be pulled off with internal force.
He was about to turn around and ask Long Dafang to get something like a dagger. The girl opened her eyes slowly, lowered her head to catch a glimpse of the big red wedding dress on her body, showing an extremely frightened expression, and screamed: Why... why is it me?It's obviously not me this time!Woo woo woo woo woo woo...grandfather, grandma!I don't want it...not me...not me!Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo w
Ying Fengse grabbed the iron chain connected to the leather ring, and his strength collapsed and was completely damaged. However, the girl struggled with Yue Opera, and her snow-white wrists had worn out the oily skin and the leather ring was stained with blood.
Ying Fengse couldn't help but feel upset and said loudly: Come with the sword!Two close disciples from Qigong woke up from their dreams and rushed forward.
In a hurry, I suddenly saw a girl spreading out her beautiful dress?
On the top, just beside the exposed white thighs, there was a small dragon folded from green paper, and the winding and twisting dragon abdomen was lifelike and vivid.
In the fourteen years of life that Ying Fengse has never seen such a fine origami technique.
The boy couldn't help but stretch out his hand to the little dragon with his head raised and his tail.The next moment, an indescribable severe pain penetrated his left palm, nailing him firmly to the exquisitely embroidered big red dress?between!
Ahahahahah！
The scream alarmed everyone. Xi Wuquan shook his body, and when he was intertwined with the butler, he brushed his back door. The man rolled around and flipped a few times, lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.
Chief Shocking Gu Zishou used his body technique and rushed towards Long Dafang like a stream of light.
The latter was frightened by the sudden shadows in the sky. I thought it was a hidden weapon, but the erratic path and slow speed were like a group of butterflies or leeches flying over, and it looked like it. When I came nearby, I realized that it was all made of five-color paper, including insects, fish, flowers and birds, and of course, there were also the most common paper cranes.
What the hell? Long Dafang was dumbfounded and actually forgot to escape.
Xi Wuquan was still one foot away from him, and it was hard to reach. The tip of his boot swept away in an emergency, and the sand and soil surged out like waves, which made Long Dafang unable to stand his foot and fell to the sky.
Xi Wuwang's sleeves were raised, and the tortoiseshell pen wrote a cursive word "Zhen" towards the falling sand fog. With a sharp tip, the half-body-sized word "Zhen" rotated straight into the same place, and the five-color origami falling all over the sky.
The two armies faced each other, and a thud of sand exploded, followed by a sharp sound. Long Dafang screamed in pain, and was dragged out by Xi Wuquan, who was pulled out of his collar. He saw that his left calf was penetrated by something.
Several older disciples from Jingshi Valley lifted the boy aside and saw what hidden weapon was pierced through his calf, but a piece of calamus folded from green paper.
Origami has many basic shapes, among which the base folded into a paper crane is similar to a woven shuttle, and also looks like a pointed and narrow calamus leaf, so it is called calamus leaf.
Origami cranes, boats and horses, and even calamus flowers must be started from this.
Xi Wuquan attached his internal force to the sand and gravel, and wrote it as a cursive shield with the word "Zhen" to defeat the enemy, which made the dragon fall down, and a few pieces could flash by.
Little did the enemy not plan to hurt people with paper cranes from beginning to end; the sand shield collided with origami, and the bursting inner breath restored the origami to the shape of a calamus and shot it down one after another, which was the opponent's hidden killing.
Xi Wuqiu dragged Long Dafang out of the battle group in time, avoiding the vital points of his chest and abdomen, but he still couldn't help but hurt his left foot.
The green paper was soaked in blood and stuck between the flesh and blood, soft and paste. If it cannot be removed, the wound will inevitably worsen. In the mildest, it will be difficult to protect the legs and feet, and in severe cases, it will become suppurative and infected. If the high fever does not subside, it will inevitably take his life.
How can soft paper paste be completely scraped off unless the wound is dug?
What a...what a vicious technique!
Elder... Elder!Long Dafang's face was covered in tears, and he gritted his teeth and said: I...I don't want to be disabled!To become a cripple, it’s better to die than to die!Please elders... be sure to keep the disciple's legs...
Don't talk nonsense!Nothing will happen.Be patient.
Xi Wuwang calmed down and clamped the calamus with his two fingers in the middle of the food. With the real power, the blood-soaked green paper suddenly became as tight as steel, and the wound was pierced again.
Xi Wuqiu quickly pulled it out, clean and neat, and even some paper fur dregs were not left in the boy's body.
Long Dafang fainted from pain, and others quickly took out the pills of the wound and bandaged him. The rest held the hilt of the sword in his hand and turned their eyes to the slaughter of the slaughter, adjusting their breathing and exerting their strength to face the enemy.
A thin, scorched man was sitting behind the punishment frame for some time, his ragged black robe flew against the wind, emitting a decay like dead wood and rotting soil, like a crow and a huge human-shaped bat.
The strange guy in black picked up the origami green dragon on his wedding dress, took a deep breath of the cold night wind, closed his eyes and sighed: The breath of the sun is always so nostalgic.Only when filth, corruption, selfish desires, greed... can we produce warm and delicious flesh and blood.What have you prepared for me tonight?
The girl on the stern rack widened her eyes and couldn't even scream. She didn't know if it was too scary, or she had already accepted her fate, and she didn't dare to move.
Ying Fengse's left palm was also nailed by the calamus fold, which hurt his heart and lungs, but the young man quickly understood that the enemy was like Elder Xi, and he was also good at placing internal breath. He rashly broke the green paper, but he lost one palm in vain. With Elder Xi here, his hand would definitely be able to save it, so he just focused on the appearance of the person coming and waited for an opportunity to move.
Since the man appeared, he has always been hiding behind the shadow of the siege and avoided the torch flames. He didn't know if he was born afraid of light or something.
Most of the villagers around the wooden platform were on the ground and shrank into a ball. It is hard to say that Xi Wuquan, Dugu Ji and others in the distance were self-evident. Apart from Ying Fengse who was nailed to his feet, no one else could see the appearance of this strange man in black robe.
The stranger's skin was bloodless, and it showed light and light chalk gray, like deliberately applying ointment mud, but there was no crack after the body temperature was evaporated, nor was it like oily color... If it weren't for the slightest hint of clarity, Ying Fengse almost believed that it was his original skin color, not some clever disguise technique.
In addition, his hair was extremely scorched, neither shining nor angry, and felt a sense of falsehood of bad creation.
The black robe on her body should be of quite precious cocoon silk. From the blooming thread and seams, we can see the original clever sewing and tailoring; it can be made so ragged, unless it is buried in the soil for many years and is bitten by snakes and ants.
There is also a smell.
The smell of corpses, blood, and even the smell of iron and fat that cannot be washed away from weapons... Under the strict elite education of Qigong, these styles have been experienced in the style, but they are actually not unfamiliar with them.
But the man in black robe did not have this smell.
He smelled like a swamp.
It is not the kind that has corrupt corpses, but is covered with rotten leaves. Everything sealed under it is slowly turning into fertile soil and may be able to nurture many lives in the future. However, at this moment, there is only a silent silence.
Ying Fengse was full of suspicion and was about to see clearly, when the man suddenly turned his head and his burnt eyes met the boy, which shocked him.
That's a bloody eye.
The pupils were black, and there was only a red part of the whites, not a bloody thread, but no trace of red left and deep.
The strange man in black robe grinned at him, his mouth full of sharp teeth as yellow as a beast, not like a human at all.
Xi Wuquan focused his mind and looked into the distance, calculating the opportunity to take action in his mind.If you can't wait, you have to create one for the wind and color.The child's hands couldn't wait.
After leaving Yuyang, he no longer believed in ghosts and gods.
The opponent's martial arts are undoubtedly very strong and has advantages in terms of numbers, but since he is a human, he has weaknesses to take advantage of. Xi Wuqiu will never miss any opportunity to beat him.
If you dare to act wildly at the foot of Longting Mountain, did you not take the Jingjianqi Palace seriously?To promote internal strength, there is a meaning of demonstrating and persuading peace, and the voice is sent far away: If you misunderstand, the Qigong can also calm down the situation; if you intend to provoke, you might as well ask who has walked out from here for four hundred years!
...Stop me!
The person who opened the voice had a weak aura and was extremely anxious. He was actually Grand Master Long Fang.
Elder Xi, I respect you as the chief of shock Gu Zishou, who has a high status, and then treats you with courtesy.Not only did you draw your sword in my village to kill people, but you also destroyed the rituals and sacrifices... Longting Mountain and my six surnames have been together for hundreds of years and have respected each other and prospered each other. Today, they will be destroyed in your hands!Or are the people on the mountain looking down on everything and being arrogant and arrogant to this point, and no longer take our foothills seriously?
Everyone could not expect that he would actually help the bandits speak, and looked at each other.Xi Wuquan said unshakably: Grandpa Long Fang, the person who hurt your grandson is not me.
Grandpa Long Fang paused his crutch and said angrily: It’s all this little beast, I’m so tired that my village offended Ye Shen!And you are scattered and your resentful eyes turned around Bei Yunhu's unparalleled face, blessed to the heart, and knelt on the ground with a trembling look, kowtowing to the strange black-clad guy who was hiding behind the punishment rack and playing with origami.
The great night travel god, please forgive me and the old village people.In addition to the bride and meat sacrifice every time the full moon is promised, tonight, we will sacrifice all the outsiders of the village to you, praying that the Night God will protect our village, and will never die and return to the darkness.All the villagers also knelt down with him to pray, extremely pious, and the huge scene was so ridiculous that it was creepy.
There are many fools in the mountains and fields, and there are many superstitious people who believe in ghosts and gods.
The belief in the Dragon King Daming God in the East China Sea was originally mixed with the witch ideas during the rule of the ancient scale clan, as well as the later Buddhist religions, and the various considerations for the country's stability and governance. To put it nicely, it is inclusive, but in fact, people believe in everything.
But the six major surnames of the Lin clan are not foolish men and women in the market. They are orthodox Lin clan nobles, and they are the privileged class that the central government is deeply afraid of its source and has to be favored. How can they be played with by the charlatan in the applause?
Although the disciples of Qigong present were young, they could not imagine that the clan elders would act like this in their hometown.
Bei Yunhu cleared her throat, and Jianshui's eyes stared at the old man, which was as light as water as usual, and rarely as sharp as a sword.
I respect you as Zishu's father and have never pursued your fault.Before his death, Zishu was thinking about Zhuangmin, fearing that they would be eaten by the demon, but you gave them to the demon with your own hands!When we meet in the spring in the future, how can the great master explain to Zishu?
The old man snorted coldly: With the blessing of the Night God, the sun is also shining in the dark!You little flower girl, you are just a gift and transportation for us to have fun and enjoy the fun of the nobles of heaven. You only serve others to continue the family line!If you can't even do this duty well, what's the use for you?
Dugu Ji thought to himself: It seems that this is the ugly girl’s devil husband.Somehow, my mouth was so sore and bitter, and my heart was full of discomfort. I heard the old man speak rudely and just breathe out, and I swayed my knuckles and wanted to get up.
Suddenly, Bei Yunhu said in a lost voice: How could you...????????????.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................
Dugu Ji saw her pretty face white. He ignored the jealousy of Xiao Yàn'er and felt that he was like ice in his palm, and there was no trace of warmth. He fainted the next moment, and asked indifferently: What, ugly girl?Is that person yours?
Bei Yunhu turned a deaf ear and came back to her senses for a while. She gently shook her grip, took a few deep breaths, and said tremblingly: Who are you...?Are you planning to fool the villagers by pretending to be a fool?
...That's your husband?Even Liang Yiànzhen forgot to vomit with her and screamed out.
Zishu... The man named Long Fangyi is dead, and he is swallowing his anger in my arms. I will see him buried with my own eyes, so there will be no mistake.This person is not my husband, but a slutty man who pretends to be a fool.
Zishu is the word "The Great Master, Zilong Fangyi".
The man in black who looked exactly like Long Fangyi laughed and said: Yun Hu, I didn’t expect you to keep your promise and really come back to Shixingzhuang.I have been reborn again, and this time I will be a real couple with you. The water-colored bellyband you wore on the night of the wedding night and the wet milk marks on my head... I will never forget it even if I die.When I talked about the bellyband, I stretched out my gray tongue tip from time to time to lick my lips, which was really endless aftertaste.
The woman on the scabbard heard his voice, as if a cat with a trampled tail was about to jump up, and moved her body to the other side desperately, pulling the thin iron chains to make a sound, shook her head and cried: Second... Second Master, please don't eat me... I don't want... Please, Second Master, Second Master, I didn't tell anyone about your eating Qiulan... Please don't eat me... Woo woo woo woo woo... One of the following women was annoyed and clasped their hands and raised their heads and said: Let me teach you nonsense again!Qiulan has gone to be the bride for Ye Shen and is enjoying her happiness in the fairy world.A woman will marry this time in her life. You have been blessed with her for several lifetimes. Stop talking nonsense.Is your grandpa still a human being so embarrassing?
The woman cried: Grandma, grandma!I really didn't say nonsense... Don't let them eat me, don't let them eat me!Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo w
Although Long Fangyi and Bei Yunhu are not as good as husband and wife, they have seen her body in the wedding night.
Until he died of illness, Bei Yunhu personally took care of him and did not deal with others. Long Fangyi was neither possible nor had the opportunity to tell others in detail what his wife looked like that night.
This is iron-like proof, more convincing than that thin skin.
...I went to twist his head off and fucked him so fucked so much.Dugu Ji gave a tsk, his smile was fierce, but he was stopped by Bei Yunhu.Is what he said true?
Or there is another explanation, but I can't imagine it.
Dugu Ji smiled and said: That's the same.If a person is really dead and regaining his life, at worst, we can teach him to live again and we will have a long experience.As he was talking, a black shadow stormed straight into the torture frame, which was too fast to blink. From the direction of getting up, it could only be Xi Wuquan.
In order to save Ying Fengse, who lost his opponent, he took advantage of everyone's attention and was led away by Long Fangyi and Bei Yunhu, and attacked him with extraordinary speed. It was a very correct decision.
Surprisingly, Xi Wuqiu pointed his sword at the point of his sword. The strange man in a ragged black robe disappeared almost at the same time, turning into another straight black shadow. The two arrow shadows collided in the air, bounced away in the opposite direction, and returned to their original place.
...Elder!When the disciples saw the elder staggering to the ground, they thought he was suffering a loss, so they all stepped forward to cover up.
Xi Wuwang raised his sleeves and stood up to block them. His long face, which was not angry, was not even bloody, as if he was seeing a ghost in the sun, and his body trembled faintly.
The strange man in black robe held the sword and his chin was pillowing on the bride's trembling arms. He slowly opened a pair of monster-like bloody eyes, and his smile was extremely evil.
Xi has no pen, it is possible to return to Yang.Look, I'm not from Hell from Avalokitesvara, climbing back to see you?
How is this... possible?In the distance, the zombie man looked stunned.
acquaintance?Dugu Ji is interested.
I am not familiar with him, but Xi is not familiar with him.The zombie man murmured: If I read it correctly, this guy is Xu Wuduo, who has the seven-character demon number, known as the "Drunk Dance Poetry and Crazy Desire Demon", and the former leader of Youmingyu, who should have died in Yuyang for a long time!Why didn't he... grow old at all?
As the incident happened, their table became the only restless reef in the whirlpool.
Bei Yunhu stood quietly, her eyes passing through countless black shadows that were roaring and leaping, and she was always at the side of the great master, thinking about it; the zombie man tickled and spit out a few single notes, judging by his expression, he would not be a good thing.
Liang Yànzhen had excellent eyesight. When Xi Wuqin took action, she turned her head and chased the straight shadows that were penetrated by the red silk and suddenly appeared until the bamboo chopsticks were in its original form, and blurted out in shock: What... What a terrible kung fu!How could he shoot the chopsticks so far?
Dugu Ji came back to his senses and realized that she was referring to this. He shook his head and said: What's the difficulty?I'm not saying that this skill is good.He picked up a bamboo chopstick and shook it, AhAhAh's three screams. Within a straight line of seven or eight feet, the three bandits turned over and fell. The blood-covered bamboo chopsticks penetrated the body of the last person, and their remaining momentum kept hitting the blade of a disciple of the Qigong Palace.
The boy suddenly felt a great force coming, and his sword tilted, splitting his opponent's face. He was splashed by the hot red and white object. He staggered and fell to his side, holding his right wrist and trembling. He could imagine how painful it was.
Liang Yànzhen was stunned.I heard my lover Yiran say: ...I use strength, but he is all skillful.Xiao Yàn'er, you can see it clearly, he is not a chopstick thrown with bare hands.
With the guidance of a great expert, Liang Yiànzhen touched the door a little, looking at Xi Wu's right hand in his sleeve. When he saw the sleeves of the robe, a smooth jade bamboo as thick as a thumb suddenly appeared and disappeared. The brush at the front end was black and shiny, like a rhinoceros horn tortoiseshell. The hair was tied with pointed hair, round, and strong, and all four virtues were ready. It was not a fine steel casting or a pen-shaped imitation blade, but a purple-haired brush with tight edges.
Xi Wuquan ordered to take action, but he did not join the battle group. Seeing that the situation was a little chaotic, or the disciples had insufficient experience in the face of the enemy, they were unable to solve the problem. The sleeves of the robe were raised, the pen tips were sticking to the bamboo chopsticks in the chopsticks, and immediately flew out silently. The path was sometimes curved and sometimes straight, and the speed was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, as if the shooting was not the hard chopsticks, but flexible things like willow leaves.
The power of bamboo chopsticks is even more bizarre than his magical techniques.
Xi Wuwang rarely hits the human body, let alone being domineering like the Seventeenth Master, which is more important to attack the enemy and gaining extra money for his disciples. Whenever he got the chopsticks, the chopsticks also bounced away without any threat. The next moment, the man suddenly staggered in the opposite direction, as if he wanted to keep his pace steady. As soon as he tried, he would fall down as soon as he tried hard, as if he had punched the chopsticks, which was injured by the potential force such as the 18-year-old falling clothes.
Now even Liang Yiànzhen saw something strange and murmured: Is this...'Transfer of strength from different things'?The strange man she met behind Shiman Mountain and taught her half of the "Tiance Book" can be used to close the acupoints, or to satisfy the energy entering the body without touching the body. Only then did Liang Yiànzhen realize that there is such a magical and wise martial art in the world.
The swordsman is known as the top of the East China Sea martial arts. Elder Zishou is possessed with extraordinary abilities, which seems to be natural.
...That hand is not an ordinary way to transmit strength.Dugu Ji smiled and said: Let’s say this, the power is transmitted from different objects, and the power is transmitted from different objects. Do you think the focus is on "things" or "outsiders"?
Is this a big deal?Whether it hurts people and saves people, it is done by strength; if you plan to separate things, what you want is nothing unexpected.Every other thing, the more power is consumed, if it does not act on the human body, it will eventually be useless.
Well said!Unfortunately, the skill he practiced was not this kind of thinking.Dugu Ji smiled and said: I thought that his power transmission is the key to the "object" and the power is trained to stay in the object for a long time. It is not about being heavy and fierce but hard to control, but still remains without the body.My strength is like a knife, a sword, a fist, a palm, a shield, and only for attack and defense; his strength is like a silk thread, a screen, a ball, a needle hook, and is attached to external objects in various forms, with endless changes.
Do you think he used a brush to pick chopsticks to show off his mastery and style, showing his elder's majesty?
I guess that's not the case.
Instead, he has long been accustomed to the daily life, and he can easily store his strength on various things; picking up chopsticks with his bare hands may not be more clever than the tip of his pen.
I once heard from my brother that there are extremely masters in the world who have unfathomable cultivation and are inexhaustible internal strength. They enjoy practicing this kind of enclosed power and carry a puppet in the shape of an animal, making it move continuously, like a living thing.I didn’t expect that ordinary people also had such ambitions.
When the zombie man heard his good words in front of him, he couldn't help but raise his lips slightly, almost nodding like pounding garlic.
Unexpectedly, the seventeenth Master changed his mind and implyed that he was ridiculed by Xi Wuquan's ambition and talent. The zombie man looked cold and said, "He is not your opponent to fight head-on." However, if he uses skill to determine the best, the outcome is still uncertain.You are too capable, just open your eyes and tell lies?
Dugu Ji smiled and said: That's what I mean. Just nod and agree. Why do you have to recite it again and be so polite?After all, only those who stand can speak with martial arts.I can’t compare to the embroidery palace maids in the embroidery workshop. Who can compare this with you in a fight?
The zombie man was irresponsible and sneered.
The lineage of Jingshi Valley is the Longting Mountain Qi Sect, which is comparable to the internal strength foundation. Even if Xi Wuquan is not as good as yours, he is not a three-legged cat who cannot show off.It is said that "a arrogant soldier will be defeated." You have lived in seclusion for a long time. At this time, you have re-entered the world and went up the mountain to play so high-profile, how can you be careless?
The name of "Shock Valley" is very famous, and it scares people so much that they are beating their hearts, almost ruining their kidneys. How dare they be careless?
Dugu Ji smiled and said back.
Such a powerful sect, I don’t want to have such a delicate internal skills and mental method. I wonder what it is called?Will the young wife use the Red Divine Art to embroider?The zombie man was full of sour words in his throat, almost choking himself to death. He was so angry that this guy had extremely poisonous eyesight, and he was actually stuck on the point. Even though the zombie man was extremely smart, he could not argue for a moment.
Jingshi Valley practices internal skills and takes the nine veins of the Dragon Court, and there are many experts from internal schools. Their unique skills in maintaining meridians, Hu Lei Sword Seal is both a palm and a sword, with extremely powerful power, and everyone in the valley practices.
Somehow, but a decent top expert has not been born for a long time, forcing him to study hard, fearing that he will decline, but his performance will become more mediocre.
The zombie man has been away from the mountain for a long time. When he was on the mountain, his faction not only did not dabble in the martial arts of his veins, but also had no unique skills in his family. He only practiced the martial arts of circulating various veins and relied on him to create more than 70% of the palace masters in the strange palace, which can be regarded as the elite among the elites.
The technique of placing internal strength that Xi Wuquan practiced is not the martial arts of Jingshi Valley. Although he knew its roots, the zombie man had no intention of revealing it to the people at the foot of the mountain.
What's even more terrible is that in his heart, he actually quite agrees with the statement of Marquis Luotuo.
It is indeed wonderful to have the ability to use things to possess the power to achieve Xi Wuquan, but at the moment when the masters face life and death, sometimes the minimalist is the ultimate essence. Wouldn’t you hear that one force will reduce ten times?
If you lose your roots and chase the ends, you will inevitably make you laugh.
That is the 'Piaopeng Sword'.
Bei Yunhu's eyes did not move, and suddenly spoke quietly, and her beautiful voice was very ethereal, as if her heart was in the distance.It is not all about Shock Valley, but an unpopular mind method in Youmingyu.
... There is no need to tell outsiders.The zombie man said angrily.
The nine veins of the Dragon Court have a deep gate, and all the elders of all the veins are closely guarded, for fear that their unique talents will flow into others' baskets, one will rise and fall, and be suppressed by other factions.
Piaopeng Jianshe. It is actually not unique to Youmingyu. Bei Yunhu thought so that he had heard the teacher mention it, so he had a misunderstanding.
However, the people in the valley only practiced the Hu Lei Sword Seal, which allowed Xi Wuqian to learn other martial arts. The only place where Xi Wuqian could escape and save lives in the Yuyang battlefield far away from the mountain, and the soldiers and horses were greedy. The interdependent comrades exchanged the secrets they had learned in their lives, so as to increase their chances of survival... The unknown demon sword outpost battle that happened ten years ago, which happened in the gap between the shadows, rewritten the fate of how many passionate young people had rewritten?
While talking, the battle on the field came to an end.
It is obvious that it is a bandit, and there are about a hundred people. Although there are only more than twenty people in Qigong, the martial arts of the two sides are very different, and only three or five can fight, and most of the others are knocked down when they meet. Secondly, the bandits have neither escaped nor joined forces, as if they can't bear to leave the villagers who are taking care of them.
The people in Qigong were not interested in fighting at all. After knocking down the opponent, they rushed to the next prey. The efficiency was amazing. Soon, the bandits were restrained one by one, with few casualties, almost all of which came from the Qiqi Master.
As soon as Xi Wuwang ordered, Yingfengse and Long Dafang were also in action. He was like lightning, and he was particularly pronounced with the key points. His voice was even more generous than his fellow disciples holding the sword. The place where he passed was flat, and there was no enemy who could move a little more under his hands. Long Dafang looked round and round, and he saw his legs swept away the leaves like the autumn wind. He just saw him jumping up and down like a ball, without any delay. Every time he made his feet, a bandit would fall to the ground. It looked funny, but the person who was hit would definitely not think so.
Although the two were young, their skills were obviously above half of the disciples of Qigong. The two techniques of finger-legs, such as Tongtian Sword Finger, Tiger Trail Sword, etc., were widely circulated among the veins of Qigong. There was nothing in the field that could not be seen, but even the older disciples in their early twenties were not as experienced and vicious as the two of them.
The second young master had a great tacit understanding. He tear open the crowd first and pointed directly at the unconscious bride on the scorching rack.
Wind, hurricane!Suddenly, Elder Xi's voice roared through the night wind, as if it came from a very far away, but it was so clear that it could not fall into a word, and it shook through the body.
First, capture the person beside the great master, and don’t teach me to escape!
(This is...the message transmission into secret!)
Ying Fengse was about to jump onto the four-wheeled vehicle platform, looking down in the air. The housekeeper who supported Long Fang's Grandpa suddenly raised his head and met with his eyes. The man's originally dim eyes suddenly disappeared, replaced by a pair of bright and spiritual pupils that could be said to be as beautiful as a woman, with a vicious smile.
Oh no... the great man is in danger!
Ying Fengse twisted his body hard, and his body turned like a harrier. He raised his strength and hooked his legs over the top. When the wind was pressing, the whole person swung in the air, spinning down like a stalled sill!
The tiger-legged sword is named after the sword. The strongest thing is not the leg technique, but the wind pressure generated when the legs are used. The middle-aged man is like a blade, invincible, and it is also in line with the supreme pursuit of the sword without sword in the Qigong Palace.
Ying Fengse is only a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy. Even if he practices hard, he has not yet grown up. Being able to turn his body in the air is already shocking. He accelerates his fall with the wind of his legs, which is even more reckless and brave. Now he is old and can only use his body that loses his center of gravity to catch up with the enemy. Whether he or not he is the most harmful to himself.
In this situation, Ying Fengse, who fell like a rag, even made a hard palm. The zombie man in the distance pounded the table and cursed: Feng He, the fierce tiger, is just showing off his blood and courage!My body was away from the stool, and I could see my tightness.
Dugu Ji hugged his arms and chest, gently scraped his chin and moustache with the tip of his thumb, and murmured: This kid is not stupid, he just loves to show off his strength. Not bad, quite good! Thinking of the zombie man and another disciple, he turned to look at the shop.
But seeing that the boy who was cute and handsome but extremely mature, he was still taking care of the newly purchased daily necessities. In the store, there were three shopkeepers who looked like ordinary villagers, sitting neatly in front of the counter, as if he had a hole in the acupoint. The tables and chairs in the shop were arranged in a straight line, which showed that he was quick and spicy.
I just don’t know that this handsome boy took action after obeying Master Xi’s orders, or he was prepared for a long time. No matter how scheming or sensible he was, it was more fearful than the senior brothers who were tied up outside the shop.
Dugu Ji thought to himself: It turns out that this finger sword palace is used to playing backwards.Those who leave the mountain are stronger than those on the mountain, and those who are younger are stronger than those who are older?
The zombie man has no time to look around.
The wind color turned twice in the air, and the muscles and breathing were exhausted. If new force was not generated before falling to the ground, the weight of the body alone could break the arm bones. When encountering the enemy, you would be able to fight with all your strength. I am afraid that it would not shake the internal organs and all your internal organs?
The butler also thought of this festival and was ecstatic. He was about to palm up and send the little ghost of Fengyunxia who was always posing as airs to the west. A strange thing flashed across his heart, and a arched waist and iron bridge leaned back, barely avoiding the penis leg that was kicking towards his chin.
The person who came supported the ground with his hands and twisted his legs. His body was extremely flexible like a bear, and he almost wrapped his head down. His skills in the ground were so good that he was gritting his teeth.
The dragon square hurricane color!
The man didn't care about his decentness, used his hands and feet together, and tried his best to take off the clamp. Seeing Long Dafang turning over his belly, he lay on his back and legs one after another, as if he was stepping on a single wheel; Ying Fengse hit his thick soles of his boots with his palms, and was caught by Long Fang's hurricane rolling balls. The fallen momentum disappeared invisible, and the new force suddenly arose, and he rushed from the slant, bent his five fingers like dragon claws, hitting the man's face!
(...I've won!)
Ying Fengse not only looked at the guy in the air, but also saw Long Dafang quietly approaching. When the two met, they knew each other's thoughts, so they had their reckless behavior. Sure enough, the man was so happy to see the hunting and fled to attack; otherwise, he would have sharpened his head and crawled into the crowd, and he might not be able to stay.
The butler raised his head and neck, and Ying Fengse felt that he had grabbed a ball of wet and soft objects. He was hugged by the man and rolled away, and escaped from Long Dafang's legs.
...Don't run!Ying Fengse threw away the disguise materials and joined the battle group. The three of them chased each other around the great master. On several occasions, they almost grabbed the corner of the shirt, but they were still half a step away.
Maybe he was panicked or his vision was damaged. The housekeeper covered his face and lowered his head and rushed forward, but he was heading towards Xi Wuquan.
The second young master exchanged his eyes, Long Dafang pretended to chase him, followed him slowly, but actually drove him to the elder's place; Ying Fengse turned around and jumped onto the car, trying to remove the bride from his torture, but he only grabbed the guy and stopped letting him go. The shouts of shouting louder and louder to drive away the prey.
The woman was not a national character. At least compared with Long Dafang's little aunt, she was really awkward. The sect of the Qigong Palace was very strict in dealing with women. No matter how beautiful the other party was, these young people were used to being taught since childhood. Don't look at it inappropriately. Those who couldn't control it only took a few more glances and then turned away.
Ying Fengsexiang regarded himself as a nobleman of the scale clan, and he didn't even look at Bei Yunhu's face, but he really felt the dazzling brilliance from the corner of his eyes.
Although this girl from Shixingzhuang also wore a wedding dress, her sleeping face was not full of halos. It was just an ordinary woman who could not give a sense of shock to the heavenly woman.
Girl, don't be afraid.I'll save you.Hearing her muttering for a while, as if she was about to wake up, Ying Fengse was comforting her in a low voice, but she encountered difficulties in unblocking her bondage.
The leather ring that hugged the girl's wrist was very thick and tough, and could not be pulled off with internal force.
He was about to turn around and ask Long Dafang to get something like a dagger. The girl opened her eyes slowly, lowered her head to catch a glimpse of the big red wedding dress on her body, showing an extremely frightened expression, and screamed: Why... why is it me?It's obviously not me this time!Woo woo woo woo woo woo...grandfather, grandma!I don't want it...not me...not me!Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo w
Ying Fengse grabbed the iron chain connected to the leather ring, and his strength collapsed and was completely damaged. However, the girl struggled with Yue Opera, and her snow-white wrists had worn out the oily skin and the leather ring was stained with blood.
Ying Fengse couldn't help but feel upset and said loudly: Come with the sword!Two close disciples from Qigong woke up from their dreams and rushed forward.
In a hurry, I suddenly saw a girl spreading out her beautiful dress?
On the top, just beside the exposed white thighs, there was a small dragon folded from green paper, and the winding and twisting dragon abdomen was lifelike and vivid.
In the fourteen years of life that Ying Fengse has never seen such a fine origami technique.
The boy couldn't help but stretch out his hand to the little dragon with his head raised and his tail.The next moment, an indescribable severe pain penetrated his left palm, nailing him firmly to the exquisitely embroidered big red dress?between!
Ahahahahah！
The scream alarmed everyone. Xi Wuquan shook his body, and when he was intertwined with the butler, he brushed his back door. The man rolled around and flipped a few times, lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.
Chief Shocking Gu Zishou used his body technique and rushed towards Long Dafang like a stream of light.
The latter was frightened by the sudden shadows in the sky. I thought it was a hidden weapon, but the erratic path and slow speed were like a group of butterflies or leeches flying over, and it looked like it. When I came nearby, I realized that it was all made of five-color paper, including insects, fish, flowers and birds, and of course, there were also the most common paper cranes.
What the hell? Long Dafang was dumbfounded and actually forgot to escape.
Xi Wuquan was still one foot away from him, and it was hard to reach. The tip of his boot swept away in an emergency, and the sand and soil surged out like waves, which made Long Dafang unable to stand his foot and fell to the sky.
Xi Wuwang's sleeves were raised, and the tortoiseshell pen wrote a cursive word "Zhen" towards the falling sand fog. With a sharp tip, the half-body-sized word "Zhen" rotated straight into the same place, and the five-color origami falling all over the sky.
The two armies faced each other, and a thud of sand exploded, followed by a sharp sound. Long Dafang screamed in pain, and was dragged out by Xi Wuquan, who was pulled out of his collar. He saw that his left calf was penetrated by something.
Several older disciples from Jingshi Valley lifted the boy aside and saw what hidden weapon was pierced through his calf, but a piece of calamus folded from green paper.
Origami has many basic shapes, among which the base folded into a paper crane is similar to a woven shuttle, and also looks like a pointed and narrow calamus leaf, so it is called calamus leaf.
Origami cranes, boats and horses, and even calamus flowers must be started from this.
Xi Wuquan attached his internal force to the sand and gravel, and wrote it as a cursive shield with the word "Zhen" to defeat the enemy, which made the dragon fall down, and a few pieces could flash by.
Little did the enemy not plan to hurt people with paper cranes from beginning to end; the sand shield collided with origami, and the bursting inner breath restored the origami to the shape of a calamus and shot it down one after another, which was the opponent's hidden killing.
Xi Wuqiu dragged Long Dafang out of the battle group in time, avoiding the vital points of his chest and abdomen, but he still couldn't help but hurt his left foot.
The green paper was soaked in blood and stuck between the flesh and blood, soft and paste. If it cannot be removed, the wound will inevitably worsen. In the mildest, it will be difficult to protect the legs and feet, and in severe cases, it will become suppurative and infected. If the high fever does not subside, it will inevitably take his life.
How can soft paper paste be completely scraped off unless the wound is dug?
What a...what a vicious technique!
Elder... Elder!Long Dafang's face was covered in tears, and he gritted his teeth and said: I...I don't want to be disabled!To become a cripple, it’s better to die than to die!Please elders... be sure to keep the disciple's legs...
Don't talk nonsense!Nothing will happen.Be patient.
Xi Wuwang calmed down and clamped the calamus with his two fingers in the middle of the food. With the real power, the blood-soaked green paper suddenly became as tight as steel, and the wound was pierced again.
Xi Wuqiu quickly pulled it out, clean and neat, and even some paper fur dregs were not left in the boy's body.
Long Dafang fainted from pain, and others quickly took out the pills of the wound and bandaged him. The rest held the hilt of the sword in his hand and turned their eyes to the slaughter of the slaughter, adjusting their breathing and exerting their strength to face the enemy.
A thin, scorched man was sitting behind the punishment frame for some time, his ragged black robe flew against the wind, emitting a decay like dead wood and rotting soil, like a crow and a huge human-shaped bat.
The strange guy in black picked up the origami green dragon on his wedding dress, took a deep breath of the cold night wind, closed his eyes and sighed: The breath of the sun is always so nostalgic.Only when filth, corruption, selfish desires, greed... can we produce warm and delicious flesh and blood.What have you prepared for me tonight?
The girl on the stern rack widened her eyes and couldn't even scream. She didn't know if it was too scary, or she had already accepted her fate, and she didn't dare to move.
Ying Fengse's left palm was also nailed by the calamus fold, which hurt his heart and lungs, but the young man quickly understood that the enemy was like Elder Xi, and he was also good at placing internal breath. He rashly broke the green paper, but he lost one palm in vain. With Elder Xi here, his hand would definitely be able to save it, so he just focused on the appearance of the person coming and waited for an opportunity to move.
Since the man appeared, he has always been hiding behind the shadow of the siege and avoided the torch flames. He didn't know if he was born afraid of light or something.
Most of the villagers around the wooden platform were on the ground and shrank into a ball. It is hard to say that Xi Wuquan, Dugu Ji and others in the distance were self-evident. Apart from Ying Fengse who was nailed to his feet, no one else could see the appearance of this strange man in black robe.
The stranger's skin was bloodless, and it showed light and light chalk gray, like deliberately applying ointment mud, but there was no crack after the body temperature was evaporated, nor was it like oily color... If it weren't for the slightest hint of clarity, Ying Fengse almost believed that it was his original skin color, not some clever disguise technique.
In addition, his hair was extremely scorched, neither shining nor angry, and felt a sense of falsehood of bad creation.
The black robe on her body should be of quite precious cocoon silk. From the blooming thread and seams, we can see the original clever sewing and tailoring; it can be made so ragged, unless it is buried in the soil for many years and is bitten by snakes and ants.
There is also a smell.
The smell of corpses, blood, and even the smell of iron and fat that cannot be washed away from weapons... Under the strict elite education of Qigong, these styles have been experienced in the style, but they are actually not unfamiliar with them.
But the man in black robe did not have this smell.
He smelled like a swamp.
It is not the kind that has corrupt corpses, but is covered with rotten leaves. Everything sealed under it is slowly turning into fertile soil and may be able to nurture many lives in the future. However, at this moment, there is only a silent silence.
Ying Fengse was full of suspicion and was about to see clearly, when the man suddenly turned his head and his burnt eyes met the boy, which shocked him.
That's a bloody eye.
The pupils were black, and there was only a red part of the whites, not a bloody thread, but no trace of red left and deep.
The strange man in black robe grinned at him, his mouth full of sharp teeth as yellow as a beast, not like a human at all.
Xi Wuquan focused his mind and looked into the distance, calculating the opportunity to take action in his mind.If you can't wait, you have to create one for the wind and color.The child's hands couldn't wait.
After leaving Yuyang, he no longer believed in ghosts and gods.
The opponent's martial arts are undoubtedly very strong and has advantages in terms of numbers, but since he is a human, he has weaknesses to take advantage of. Xi Wuqiu will never miss any opportunity to beat him.
If you dare to act wildly at the foot of Longting Mountain, did you not take the Jingjianqi Palace seriously?To promote internal strength, there is a meaning of demonstrating and persuading peace, and the voice is sent far away: If you misunderstand, the Qigong can also calm down the situation; if you intend to provoke, you might as well ask who has walked out from here for four hundred years!
...Stop me!
The person who opened the voice had a weak aura and was extremely anxious. He was actually Grand Master Long Fang.
Elder Xi, I respect you as the chief of shock Gu Zishou, who has a high status, and then treats you with courtesy.Not only did you draw your sword in my village to kill people, but you also destroyed the rituals and sacrifices... Longting Mountain and my six surnames have been together for hundreds of years and have respected each other and prospered each other. Today, they will be destroyed in your hands!Or are the people on the mountain looking down on everything and being arrogant and arrogant to this point, and no longer take our foothills seriously?
Everyone could not expect that he would actually help the bandits speak, and looked at each other.Xi Wuquan said unshakably: Grandpa Long Fang, the person who hurt your grandson is not me.
Grandpa Long Fang paused his crutch and said angrily: It’s all this little beast, I’m so tired that my village offended Ye Shen!And you are scattered and your resentful eyes turned around Bei Yunhu's unparalleled face, blessed to the heart, and knelt on the ground with a trembling look, kowtowing to the strange black-clad guy who was hiding behind the punishment rack and playing with origami.
The great night travel god, please forgive me and the old village people.In addition to the bride and meat sacrifice every time the full moon is promised, tonight, we will sacrifice all the outsiders of the village to you, praying that the Night God will protect our village, and will never die and return to the darkness.All the villagers also knelt down with him to pray, extremely pious, and the huge scene was so ridiculous that it was creepy.
There are many fools in the mountains and fields, and there are many superstitious people who believe in ghosts and gods.
The belief in the Dragon King Daming God in the East China Sea was originally mixed with the witch ideas during the rule of the ancient scale clan, as well as the later Buddhist religions, and the various considerations for the country's stability and governance. To put it nicely, it is inclusive, but in fact, people believe in everything.
But the six major surnames of the Lin clan are not foolish men and women in the market. They are orthodox Lin clan nobles, and they are the privileged class that the central government is deeply afraid of its source and has to be favored. How can they be played with by the charlatan in the applause?
Although the disciples of Qigong present were young, they could not imagine that the clan elders would act like this in their hometown.
Bei Yunhu cleared her throat, and Jianshui's eyes stared at the old man, which was as light as water as usual, and rarely as sharp as a sword.
I respect you as Zishu's father and have never pursued your fault.Before his death, Zishu was thinking about Zhuangmin, fearing that they would be eaten by the demon, but you gave them to the demon with your own hands!When we meet in the spring in the future, how can the great master explain to Zishu?
The old man snorted coldly: With the blessing of the Night God, the sun is also shining in the dark!You little flower girl, you are just a gift and transportation for us to have fun and enjoy the fun of the nobles of heaven. You only serve others to continue the family line!If you can't even do this duty well, what's the use for you?
Dugu Ji thought to himself: It seems that this is the ugly girl’s devil husband.Somehow, my mouth was so sore and bitter, and my heart was full of discomfort. I heard the old man speak rudely and just breathe out, and I swayed my knuckles and wanted to get up.
Suddenly, Bei Yunhu said in a lost voice: How could you...????????????.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................
Dugu Ji saw her pretty face white. He ignored the jealousy of Xiao Yàn'er and felt that he was like ice in his palm, and there was no trace of warmth. He fainted the next moment, and asked indifferently: What, ugly girl?Is that person yours?
Bei Yunhu turned a deaf ear and came back to her senses for a while. She gently shook her grip, took a few deep breaths, and said tremblingly: Who are you...?Are you planning to fool the villagers by pretending to be a fool?
...That's your husband?Even Liang Yiànzhen forgot to vomit with her and screamed out.
Zishu... The man named Long Fangyi is dead, and he is swallowing his anger in my arms. I will see him buried with my own eyes, so there will be no mistake.This person is not my husband, but a slutty man who pretends to be a fool.
Zishu is the word "The Great Master, Zilong Fangyi".
The man in black who looked exactly like Long Fangyi laughed and said: Yun Hu, I didn’t expect you to keep your promise and really come back to Shixingzhuang.I have been reborn again, and this time I will be a real couple with you. The water-colored bellyband you wore on the night of the wedding night and the wet milk marks on my head... I will never forget it even if I die.When I talked about the bellyband, I stretched out my gray tongue tip from time to time to lick my lips, which was really endless aftertaste.
The woman on the scabbard heard his voice, as if a cat with a trampled tail was about to jump up, and moved her body to the other side desperately, pulling the thin iron chains to make a sound, shook her head and cried: Second... Second Master, please don't eat me... I don't want... Please, Second Master, Second Master, I didn't tell anyone about your eating Qiulan... Please don't eat me... Woo woo woo woo woo... One of the following women was annoyed and clasped their hands and raised their heads and said: Let me teach you nonsense again!Qiulan has gone to be the bride for Ye Shen and is enjoying her happiness in the fairy world.A woman will marry this time in her life. You have been blessed with her for several lifetimes. Stop talking nonsense.Is your grandpa still a human being so embarrassing?
The woman cried: Grandma, grandma!I really didn't say nonsense... Don't let them eat me, don't let them eat me!Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo w
Although Long Fangyi and Bei Yunhu are not as good as husband and wife, they have seen her body in the wedding night.
Until he died of illness, Bei Yunhu personally took care of him and did not deal with others. Long Fangyi was neither possible nor had the opportunity to tell others in detail what his wife looked like that night.
This is iron-like proof, more convincing than that thin skin.
...I went to twist his head off and fucked him so fucked so much.Dugu Ji gave a tsk, his smile was fierce, but he was stopped by Bei Yunhu.Is what he said true?
Or there is another explanation, but I can't imagine it.
Dugu Ji smiled and said: That's the same.If a person is really dead and regaining his life, at worst, we can teach him to live again and we will have a long experience.As he was talking, a black shadow stormed straight into the torture frame, which was too fast to blink. From the direction of getting up, it could only be Xi Wuquan.
In order to save Ying Fengse, who lost his opponent, he took advantage of everyone's attention and was led away by Long Fangyi and Bei Yunhu, and attacked him with extraordinary speed. It was a very correct decision.
Surprisingly, Xi Wuqiu pointed his sword at the point of his sword. The strange man in a ragged black robe disappeared almost at the same time, turning into another straight black shadow. The two arrow shadows collided in the air, bounced away in the opposite direction, and returned to their original place.
...Elder!When the disciples saw the elder staggering to the ground, they thought he was suffering a loss, so they all stepped forward to cover up.
Xi Wuwang raised his sleeves and stood up to block them. His long face, which was not angry, was not even bloody, as if he was seeing a ghost in the sun, and his body trembled faintly.
The strange man in black robe held the sword and his chin was pillowing on the bride's trembling arms. He slowly opened a pair of monster-like bloody eyes, and his smile was extremely evil.
Xi has no pen, it is possible to return to Yang.Look, I'm not from Hell from Avalokitesvara, climbing back to see you?
How is this... possible?In the distance, the zombie man looked stunned.
acquaintance?Dugu Ji is interested.
I am not familiar with him, but Xi is not familiar with him.The zombie man murmured: If I read it correctly, this guy is Xu Wuduo, who has the seven-character demon number, known as the "Drunk Dance Poetry and Crazy Desire Demon", and the former leader of Youmingyu, who should have died in Yuyang for a long time!Why didn't he... grow old at all?
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