Martial Arts: Gain a Jiazi internal force at the beginning!

Chapter 72
Disappeared for 20 years?

Half a month ago, Benma County! ?
Jiang Ran frowned slightly.

This time and place coincide a bit too much.

It made Jiang Ran immediately think of the old drunkard...

Nowadays, Jiang Ran has no doubts about the identity of the old alcoholic.

First there was the Tang family, and then there was the Shocking Nine Swords...

These two points made him feel reluctant, but he still couldn't help wondering if all this had anything to do with the old drunkard.

Otherwise, why did the old drunkard go to the Tang family instead of others?

Although I don't dare to be smart on weekdays, but in this case of the Tang family, it really went too far.

Is there any mystery in the cup of tea that Tang Shiqing drank for herself that night?
If other people poison him, his physique is probably useless.

But if the old drunkard did it himself...

Then he is sure to hit the trick.

Li Tianxin swore that Tang Shiqing was a remnant of the Demon Cult.

But why did this remnant of the Devil's Cult let him live with all his beard and tail after he was brought down?

If this matter was planned by the old drunkard, there would be an explanation.

In the past, Jiang Ran didn't think about this problem because he always felt that the old alcoholic was his master and it was impossible to harm him.

Moreover, the old alcoholic eats, drinks, prostitutes, gambles, cheats, and is not serious at all. How could he think of such a high-end game?

But when Mr. Da said that the sword technique he practiced was the Shocking Nine Swordsmanship, Jiang Ran couldn't help but start to waver after all.

The old drunkard suddenly became unpredictable.

Jiang Ran has been with the old drunk for 20 years, but he has never seen that he is hiding everything.

What kind of person will he be?

What kind of thoughts do you have?
Moreover, maybe the old drunkard really wouldn't harm him, but what happened to the Tang family, if it wasn't for harming him?

If the Creation Zhengxinjing Sutra cannot be immune to the true qi of the blood cauldron, then I ignore the true qi of the blood cauldron... Could it be that it was obtained from the Tang family that night?
These questions appeared one after another, Jiang Ran thought about it, and then suppressed his thoughts.

All questions can only be answered after the old alcoholic is found.

But now, in this ruined temple, I saw such three people again.

What these three men were talking about seemed, by all accounts, to be old drunks...

If Jiang Ran had been more impulsive, he might have rushed out to ask questions at this time.

Fortunately, the Cangzhou Mansion and his party have experienced losses and gains, and finally gained a little calmness.

Then he quietly restrained his breath and listened to their conversation.

I heard the old lady laugh miserably:
"The news about Zuodaozhuang must not be false."

"If it's really him... Hey."

The old man took a deep breath:
"The revenge of the broken arm is finally a chance for revenge."

Listening to what they said, Tiecheng smiled:
"The second old man...does he have a solution to that saber?"

As soon as these words came out, the entire ruined temple fell into silence.

After a long time, the old lady sneered:
"Have you ever seen his knife?"

"...never."

"Of course you haven't."

The old man said coldly: "If you have seen it, what you lost would not be an arm, but a life!"

Tiecheng was silent for a while, and finally said hesitantly:
"If that's the case, shall we still go find him?"

"kindness?"

The old lady suddenly raised her head and glanced at Tie Cheng.

Tie Cheng was stunned, and then heard a crisp sound.

I just felt that my face was hot, and I covered my face with my hand, but for a while, I didn't know how the old lady did it.

Even Jiang Ran, who was hiding behind the statue of the mountain god, couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat.

This old lady shot so fast!
In an instant, it was like thunder and lightning.

By the time he came back to his senses, everything was calm.

Only Tiecheng opened his mouth to spit out a few teeth, with a shrunken expression, not daring to speak again.

The old lady snorted coldly, then sat down on the ground and rested quietly.

The old man smiled, sat beside her, and stretched out his hand to embrace her in his arms:
"Come, lean on me."

"Oh, there is someone."

The old lady was a little shy.

"Don't treat him like a human being. If it doesn't work, let's take his eyeballs off, okay?"

The old man smiled all over his face and spoke softly, full of tenderness.

Tie Cheng's face was as black as iron, holding his big hammer, facing outside the ruined temple, he didn't want to look at these two old things.

At the same time, a leisurely voice came from afar.

Jiang Ran frowned slightly, subconsciously looked up.

I just feel that this sound is like a ghost crying, or howling a wolf, fluttering, without any effort, but lingering and dragging.

When the old man heard this voice, his eyes sank:
"In the middle of the night, ghosts are crying and wolves are howling. Where are these ghosts gathering around here? Let's go and have a look."

While speaking, he stretched out his hand.

The old lady held his hand and stood up vigorously:
"You are in a good mood tonight. It's okay for these young people to make a fuss, but you actually plan to watch the excitement."

"In the past few days, I'm afraid I won't be able to calm down.

"As soon as I close my eyes, I think of that knife 20 years ago..."

When the old man said this, he and the old lady shook hands tightly at the same time.

It was as if I saw that knife again...

There was even cold sweat on his forehead.

The two shook their heads at the same time:
"Let's go and relax."

While speaking, he flew out at the same time, rushing towards the direction where the whistling sound came from.

Seeing this, Tiecheng turned around and was about to run in another direction.

Just listen to the voice of the old man coming slowly:

"Follow."

Tie Cheng immediately followed behind the two elders like a frost-beaten eggplant.

After waiting for them to walk a certain distance, Jiang Ran walked out behind the statue.

With a slight change of mind, he has already used the nine steps of heavenly stems to follow behind these three people.

The three of them were in front, and Jiang Ran was in the back. They could barely be regarded as four people walking together.

After running for about seven or eight miles, the old lady and the three suddenly stopped.

He jumped up, jumped onto a treetop, and watched quietly.

Jiang Ran walked around a little bit, hid behind a tree, looked out, and saw a large group of ghosts and monsters gathered in an open space in front of him.

In the middle of the space, there are two people fighting.

But it was completely different from the fight at the Cangzhou Mansion Heroes Meeting.

These two people are all fighting each other with their lives, their martial arts are vicious and vicious, and their methods are full of no taboos, which makes people's scalp tingle.

Jiang Ran just glanced at the crowd, then he was taken aback:
"Why is he here?"

I saw a young man in colorful clothes sitting under a big tree on one side of the crowd. With a pair of dark circles under his eyes, he took advantage of the shade of the tree to shelter from the rain. He spread out a book in his palm and was concentrating on reading.

Although he was dressed differently, Jiang Ran recognized him at a glance... This person is Dao Wuming!
(End of this chapter)