Martial arts: I, Yang Guo, really only know a little bit of martial arts

Before those people went out, a person came up to meet them outside.

But Yang Guo and the others happened to be at the door, and followed the figures to look over.

The person who came in was a middle-aged man, about 40 to [-] years old, with a beard, a powerful figure, piercing eyes, and looked energetic.

"Is the red lady here? A certain family is here to send invitations on behalf of the beast fighting event."

"Isn't this Shi Xianyang from the Ten Thousand Beasts Villa, Senior History? He is not a first-class master of retreat and breakthrough.

How did they come all the way to the border of Jinling? "

Although Yin Long at the same table is Xue Jiakeqing now.

But he also knew the affairs of Jianghu very well, so he immediately revealed the identity of the person who came.

Yang Guo on the side is still calm, he has long known that this is a world of divine carvings that has been magically changed.

It is not surprising that some first-rate masters who have never heard of them suddenly appear.

At this time, the shopkeeper Shi Xianyang called Hong Niangzi also stood up from his chair.

Gently waving the red handkerchief in his hand, covering his mouth and chuckling, "Brother Shi Jia, what kind of beast fight are you looking for a weak girl like me to attend?"

"Red Lady, don't underestimate yourself. We at Wanshou Villa know a little about your skills. Please do a review on this invitation."

Shi Xianyang smiled and flicked his fingers slightly.

The invitation card traveled through the air at an extremely fast speed for several feet.

But it landed steadily on the counter in front of the red lady.

"All heroes and chivalrous men, if you are interested, you can come to my Ten Thousand Beasts Villa, a certain family will definitely provide good hospitality.

A certain family still has a few invitations to send, so they set off first.

Red Lady, everyone, see you at Wanshou Villa. "

The voice fell.

Shi Xianyang cupped his hands towards the red lady, stepped lightly, jumped up, and disappeared into the night.

"I'm afraid this senior has already broken through to become a first-class master. Such a light skill is truly profound."

Yin Long sighed slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable.

He was considered to be of the same generation as Shi Xianyang.

It's just that he is still hovering at the level of a second-rate warrior now, and it is estimated that it will be difficult for him to break through to a first-rate warrior for the rest of his life.

But this Shaoxia Shi has become a prehistoric man.

"Brother, I want to go to the Ten Thousand Beasts Villa."

The sudden Yin Hu came out and looked at his brother expectantly.

"You can't even go if you want to. The Patriarch wrote us a letter asking us to go back. How can we run around?"

"Brother, why don't you say that I went back to visit my relatives?"

"It's easy to say, what's the matter, how about I change the two?"

……

Looking at the two people in front of him who are in a good relationship, a smile flashed in Yang Guo's eyes and... a hint of envy.

Past and Present.

Yang Guo is always alone, with no relatives and no reason, he is used to loneliness but likes the fireworks in the world.

Ok……

It's a very contradictory person.

Bid farewell to the two of them.

After Yang Guo returned to the room, he lay flat on the bed, his mind was peaceful, and he felt sleepy after a while.

The time came to the middle of the night.

Yang Guo slept lightly, suddenly heard a small sound.

He opened his eyes and looked towards the wooden door.

I saw a thin bamboo tube inserted through the window paper.

Then wisps of white smoke slowly swayed in the room.

Yang Guo reacted very quickly, immediately covered his nose, tiptoedly opened the closed window, and breathed in fresh air.

After half an hour.

A gleaming knife protruded from the gap between the wooden doors.

The door bolt was even more pryed a little bit.

The cold moonlight fell on half of Yang Guo's body, making his skin pale.

Yang Guo's eyes were fixed on the blurry shadow outside.Weird expression.

What's the matter, you came here alone at night...do you want to wipe my neck?

Yang Guo's thoughts flickered, and he sniffed lightly, knowing that the fog had cleared.

Get up and sit in front of the door,
The iron sword lay quietly on the Eight Immortals table, the hilt was just below Yang Guo's head.

At the same time, he raised the Godly Zhuge Crossbow and aimed it at the door with indifferent eyes.

Quietly waiting for the injustice to come and die.

Not that he was conceited.

If there were more people, or some first-class expert Hong Niangzi came over, Yang Guo would run away without saying a word.

But it was just the words of that black-hearted Xiaoer just now.

Let's pass the Godly Zhuge Crossbow in Yang Guo's hand before talking about its strength.

Outside.

Xiao Er had to use his unfamiliar left hand to pry open the door because of his right shoulder injury.

After sweating a lot, I finally heard a "click", and the door bolt jumped out.

Holding a kitchen knife, he gently opened the door and stood on tiptoe.

Prepare to kill Yang Guo quietly.

Just looked into the room.

He saw Yang Guo sitting on the bench with a calm expression.

A machine crossbow that looked heavy in his hand was aimed at him, with a little cold glow,

Immediately frightened into a cold sweat, could not help swallowing saliva.

The corners of Yang Guo's mouth curled up, and with a mocking smile, he asked, "You came to me with a knife at night...what do you mean?"

Xiao Er: "..."

He originally thought that Yang Guo would fall asleep under his drug, but now it seems.

The person who died was afraid of himself.

"Young man, do you believe me when I say that I came to sharpen the knife?"

The waiter at the inn said, walking slowly to the side.

call out--

call out--

call out--

A series of three cracking sounds resounded in the air.

Yang Guo said coldly: "I'm sorry... my hands slipped again."

"you you……"

[Successful guilt judgment, balance +3]

【Balance: 15】

Seeing more and more points in hand, Yang Guo is in a very good mood.

He estimated that as long as he drank the medicine for about three months, his dantian should be able to recover.

At that time, not to mention becoming a first-class master.

It can also break through the internal strength to the category of second-rate warriors.

That should be simple and done.

As for why Yang Guo didn't add points immediately.

One of the reasons is that the level of martial arts that can be improved now is too low.

Even if it is improved, it will not help so much to improve the realm of martial arts.

And Yang Guo naturally knows how to do it so that the benefits can be maximized.

After receiving the Godly Zhuge Crossbow, he prepared to run away before dawn.

Otherwise, if he was blocked by that red lady, he would probably be in a mess.

Yang Guo looked at the wing room, his thoughts moved.

He jumped directly from the window, and not far in front was the simple stable of the inn.

Just untied the rope that held the horse.

Suddenly heard a slight breathing sound, raised his eyes.

His body froze suddenly, and his hand touched the hilt of the sword stuck behind his back.

"Do I call you Fu Hongxue, or Yang Guo? Little brother?"

The red lady was sitting in the carriage at this moment, her chin resting on her plain hand.

Looking at Yang Guo and the tattered bag on his waist with great interest, a look of surprise flashed in the corner of Tao Hong's eyes.

"How did you know my name?"

Yang Guo asked with a frown, and at the same time prepared to run a bit faster.

"When you meet Guo Jing and Guo Daxia, you will naturally know.

Now, I will trouble you, little brother, to send me to Wanshou Villa. "

The red lady replied.

Then he took out a book with densely packed small characters from his waist, and read it carefully.

She seemed certain that Yang Guo would not leave.

And Yang Guo...

Pull your legs and run.

Facing this woman who opened a black shop, Yang Guo did not dare to take it lightly.

Seeing Yang Guo's steps, Hong Niangzi shook her head, "What a disobedient little brother."

After speaking, he took out the flute and put it under the red lips.

in the dark.

A pure black panther stepped on the grass and appeared beside the carriage.

"Little Leopard, tell me whether I should chase or not."

"Ow~"

The black panther let out a low growl, climbed into the carriage, rubbed against the red lady's red embroidered shoes, enjoying it.

"In this case, you can go with me."

The red lady stretched out her slender hand, and stroked the black panther's strong back a few times.

In the dark night, the silver moon hangs high.

I saw a red shadow flying out of the carriage.

The petite red embroidered shoes stepped on the branches at the top of the trees.

The charming body rises and falls from time to time, like a nimble linnet.

And the black panther jumped out almost at the same time, running wildly in the grass and mountains.

This speed is already counting chips faster than Yang Guo.