Martial Arts: The Gunslinger

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""Princess, what's wrong with you? Do you know him?" Cheng Kun asked Xiao Zhaomin.

Xiao Zhaomin was still young and not shrewd enough. When Cheng Kun said he wanted to kill Su Ming, she immediately showed her true colors.

"You want me to be your boss!"

Little Zhao Min snorted coldly, rolled her eyes at Cheng Kun, jumped into her father's arms, and kept acting coquettishly:

"Daddy, Daddy, Su Ming can only surrender but not be killed. If my great-aunt knew about this, she would definitely be sad. You don’t want her to be sad, do you?"

Prince Ruyang thought that his daughter was right. The fact that Su Ming could save his aunt showed that he was not completely bad. Such a talent should indeed be recruited for personal use. So he waved his hand to Cheng Kun and said:

"Master Yuan Zhen, what Su Ming relies on is just a small state of Haozhou. In comparison, Zhang Shicheng in the south, Liu Futong in the north, and Guo Zixing, who have occupied lands and become kings, are the biggest concerns of this king."King Ruyang directly rejected Cheng Kun's proposal.

"Your Majesty is right. I will take my leave now."

Cheng Kun was extremely disappointed and left the Prince of Ruyang's Mansion.

Chen Youliang's death could not be in vain. Since the Prince of Ruyang would not help to kill Su Ming, Cheng Kun would think of a way on his own. He would never kill someone by himself. Naturally, someone would make a knife for him.

After leaving the Prince of Ruyang's Mansion, Cheng Kun rushed to Shaolin Temple overnight. On the way back, he pondered for several days. One day, he stayed at an inn and heard that Guo Zixing was looking for the person who killed his son. He suddenly got an inspiration.

"Guo Zixing was the leader of the Anhui rebel army, claiming to have a hundred thousand troops under his command. His son Guo Tianxu was murdered half a year ago. The reward is getting higher and higher, but unfortunately the murderer has not been found. I just want to make a fuss about this matter."

Cheng Kun thought of this, and a sinister smile appeared on his lips.

Immediately, he found a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, wrote an anonymous letter, and ordered someone to send it to Anhui.

"This Guo Zixing would rather kill the wrong person than let him go, not to mention that there is no room for two tigers in one mountain in Anhui. Su Ming, this time you will be skinned alive if you don't die, hahahaha……"

After doing all this, Cheng Kun laughed loudly and rode his horse to the Shaolin Temple.

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Near Zhongnan Mountain, there is a big river.

After a spring rain, the river water surged, but now it is low tide. The surging river water rolls up mud and sand, rolling in from the horizon, hitting the rocks and the green mountains, rumbling, and the water mist is steaming. The scene is magnificent and spectacular.

However, on this surging river, a little girl in yellow fir, with two pink and tender feet, stepped on a willow branch and floated on the river with difficulty.

"Oops, I fell again. Come again. Come again.……"

The little girl in yellow, Yang Linglong, slipped down from the willow branch, her shoes and socks got wet, and she quickly got back on the branch, trying not to sink and drift away with the river.

While the little girl was practicing Qinggong, Shi Huolong came from Zhongnan Mountain, carrying a bag on his back, and Mrs. Shi followed behind him, holding a baby in her arms.

""Young Master Su, is he still practicing with his spear at the bottom of the river? What is he doing?"

Shi Huolong walked to the river and asked Yang Linglong, the little yellow-shirted girl who was there.

"Shi Gang Leader, why are you carrying your luggage? Are you going back to the Beggars' Sect? Oh, I fell down again. I'm so angry.……"The little yellow-shirted girl, Yang Linglong, flew out of the water. This time, she was distracted by talking and even the corners of her pants were wet.

"It's only been half a year, and your Qinggong has improved again."

Seeing the little yellow-shirted girl standing on the water with just a willow branch, Shi Huolong exclaimed.

When Shi Huolong first came to Zhongnan Mountain, it was still autumn, and now it is spring. In the past six months, his internal injuries have long been healed, and his newly born daughter Shi Hongshi has also grown up a little.

"Tell Mr. Su that I, Shi Huolong, will never forget his kindness. If he has any instructions in the future, just send someone to inform me. I will respond without delay!"

Shi Huolong said, bowing to the rushing river.

Mrs. Shi, holding the child, also bowed to the river.

"Don't worry, I will tell him. Oh no, he's going to fall again.……"Yang Linglong's lovely voice was heard on the surface of the river.

On the shore, Shi Huolong, his wife and daughter, walked away from this place, gradually going farther and farther, and finally disappeared, returning to the Beggar Gang to preside over the situation.

After Shi Huolong and his wife left, the river returned to normal again. Yang Linglong continued to practice Qinggong on the surface of the river, and the river was still flowing eastward.

At some point, bubbles suddenly emerged from under the water, and the bubbles became more and more.

Rumble...

A young man with a naked upper body, holding a huge gun, jumped out of the river, causing a huge splash of water, stepped into the air, and flew towards the shore.

""Oh!"

The little yellow-shirted girl Yang Linglong was startled and almost fell into the river. Her cheeks were puffed with anger, and she rushed directly to the young man with the giant spear, as if she wanted to argue with him.

However, just as she came in front of the young man with the giant spear, the little yellow-shirted girl Yang Linglong exclaimed, and asked curiously:

"Su Ming, have you improved again?"

Little Yang Linglong looked Su Ming up and down, and could clearly feel that Su Ming was a little stronger than the last time they met.

"Don't disturb me, I need some quiet time."

Without paying any attention to Yang Linglong, Su Ming stood quietly on the shore holding the Overlord Spear, staring at the surging river, recalling Yang Guo's heavy sword technique.

"All right……"

Little Yang Linglong shrugged, ignored Su Ming, and continued to practice Qinggong.

""A heavy sword has no edge, and great skill is not skillful!"

After a moment, Su Ming seemed to have some realization. He muttered to himself, walked towards the river, took a deep breath, and with a plop, he jumped into the river with his spear, and disappeared immediately.

The Overlord Spear was extremely heavy. Su Ming, holding this huge spear, quickly sank to the bottom of the water.

He stood on the rock with both feet, exerted his Thousand Jin Kung Fu, and his feet were like growing suction cups, firmly sticking to the bottom of the river. No matter how the river water hit him, it could not wash him away.

Hula la...

The Overlord Spear was lifted up by Su Ming, and because it was at the bottom of the water, it made a dull sound of flowing water.

""Draw your gun!"

He shouted in his heart, and poured his inner energy into the Overlord Spear. He thrust his hands hard, and thrust the spear fiercely against the direction of the water flow.

Boom boom boom...

The underwater world was like an explosion, stirred up by Su Ming's spear, turning the rivers and seas upside down. The branches, fish, algae, duckweed, snails, and everything else that passed by the tip of the spear were all shattered and exploded.

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The author has reached a bottleneck in writing. I am stuck in writing. No matter how I write, I am not satisfied. I feel very uncomfortable. There are a lot of people scolding me in the book review area. I feel even more uncomfortable after reading them. Hey, I will adjust my state as soon as possible. I hope everyone can understand.

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