【Lotus Cake】Brother, please respect yourself

When Ao Bing was nine years old, Yuanshi Tianzun took his little hand and showed Ao Bing around his weapon collection.

Ao Bing, who was rubbing his head, finally chose a pair of round hammers, because this weapon has the most beautiful patterns in Yuanshi Tianzun's collection.

Yuanshi Tianzun expressed his praise for the eyesight of his little disciple, which indirectly caused Ao Bing to receive the rattle that Yuanshi Tianzun found from the mountain every year on his birthday. In his old man's opinion, this is probably Xiao Ao Bing's preference up.

"You can, but you have to grow taller."

Ao Bing, who was held down by his master with one hand, secretly encouraged him. Within a year, his height increased rapidly, and he even had a stomachache because of drinking too much raw milk. When Ao Bing was 11 years old, he finally got this silver-blue pattern as he wished. arms.

When Yuanshi Tianzun pinched Ao Bing's finger and twisted out the long sword in the hammer handle, Ao Bing looked at the slender blade of the willow and said nothing for a long time.

"It's a good thing that you have compassion and compassion, but sometimes things in the world don't make you kind enough to smooth everything out."

The sword is hidden in the urn, which is restraint.

Drawing the sword out of its sheath is tempering.

Ao Bing never believed in the sword of mercy, since the point of the sword pointed at killing, there was no need for words to justify it.

"Dead?" Qiu Wangshu, one of the leaders, had only met Ao Bing once. The only thing he knew was that Li Nezha broke into the Moon Moon Villa alone because of this man, and finally retreated completely. Lost his uncle's face, and even slapped Shitian Gang in the face.

"Do you have the patience for this?"

There are 36 of them in a group, all of them are the top experts of the Shitian Gang, and three of the elders of the gang came. Does sending a deputy headmaster really have the ability to make people dread it?

"Whether there is, you will know if you walk by."

The sword blade, as thin as a rainbow, pointed at the deep mark on the ground. Ao Bing stood there, his blue clothes were like water, his eyes were slightly curved, and he was full of charm.

Facing such a character, Qiu Wangshu thought maliciously that it is no wonder that a guy like Li Nezha would risk his life and death for him. After all, this character who walked out of a picture scroll poem, no matter male or female, when they met Ao Bing, they would all be afraid of death. It's hard not to feel a little heartbeat.

"Since the acting head teacher said so, you elders don't need to be merciful. As the sect master of the Demon Sect, Li Nezha has ruined the reputation of our Shitian Gang several times. How can we not avenge such a big revenge."

In this barren mountain and wild ridge, with no village in front of the village or shop behind, Qiu Wangshu doesn't care at all whether his current behavior of bullying more and less satisfies morality. When these two people die, the result will be written by the winner of.

Looking at the men in black who surrounded him on both sides, Ao Bing's eyes fluttered. The autumn leaves are falling and the water is still. Created a set of swordsmanship, called Wuyi.

Does it say no clothes? With the same robe.

Jianguang rose from the bottom and fell from the sky. When the blood sprayed, the robe was soaked.

Wang Yu Xingshi, repairing my spear, and the same hatred with the son.

The blades and swords that touch their sharp edges are all broken, and a thin layer of ice covers the palm, but in an instant, it is frozen by an internal force on the spot.

Do you say no clothes?Same with Zi.

When Ao Bing takes a step forward, the dust will fly and blur his vision, and the flowers will fall in a thousand times. He has no choice but to kill and stop killing. Will there be an end?

"His weapon is different, don't confront him head-on."

Suddenly, there were Duan Ren remnants in the fight. When Qiu Wangshu rushed forward, the biggest opening and closing stance in the Duan Shui knife technique was like the sea and the sky, and he slashed towards Ao Bing's eyes.

Out of the corner of his gaze, he saw the hunting blade, the corners of Ao Bing's lips were slightly sunburned, silver light fell on the blade, and the weapon roared, full of killing intent.

Wang Yuxing master, repaired my spear and halberd, and worked together with his son.

A knife can cut off the water, and a sword can also continue the long flow of water. Ao Bing switched his left and right hands, and changed his grip to a standing one. A sword crosses the autumn, and they work together like a dance. When it came out, he realized in a trance that Ao Bing's sword technique had become a saber technique, but after the saber technique, he stabbed out like a spear in his hand, and the sharp sword intent pierced through an attack behind him. come on guys.

The sword pierced his chest and lungs, and the spurted blood stained the boots under Ao Bing's feet. With narrow eyebrows and eyes, he slowly pulled out the sword.

The blue shirt was still the same, and the black hair was like clouds, but the dust on the ground had already been wet with blood. Ao Bing took a step back and returned to the deep mark he had drawn.

As soon as they fought, fourteen of the 35 people brought by Qiu Wangshu died, and three of them were pierced through their thighs, bleeding like a fountain.

It's not that he doesn't kill, but he is afraid of killing, because he is afraid of killing, so it is difficult to kill, but Ao Bing has been afraid of things for most of his life, and it is not so unbearable to do it here today.

Although his shoulder had been pierced by the long sword of the elder of the Shitian Gang, Ao Bing was not afraid of pain. There was no pain in this world that could compare to death. It was not his own death, but someone else's.

When he went to Kunlun for Nezha that day, he asked his master why he practiced martial arts?

Born in troubled times, he should stand upright and have no shame in his heart. Since he is tempted by his heart and loves him, there will only be one person in this life, who is hidden in his heart.

The moment he heard that Nezha fell off the cliff, he had the intention to kill once, but at that time, Ao Bing hadn't seen through the suppression of the Tianlingzhu in his body, so he retreated, taking that irreversible step.

"If you retreat, you will not kill."

The blood dropped by the sword fell into the deep pit, and Ao Bing repeated his words to the rest of the people.

Although Kunlun Mountain avoids the world, it is not impossible to be born. Yuanshi Tianzun taught him how to attack all his life, but Ao Bing always defended. He is different from Nezha. He does not have so many revenge and ideas, and he also lacks a lot. Worldly entanglements.

Ao Bing is simple and easy to understand.

"retreat!"

With long eyebrows standing on his temples, Ao Bing shouted at the people on both sides. He only wanted the safety of his relatives and the safety of his loved ones. If anyone moved his heart and hurt his feelings, then don't blame him for fighting. , Stop killing with killing.

"The lintel of Kunlun Mountain will fall into your hands today!"

Hearing what the old man said, Ao Bing grinned, but it turned out that the fragrance of peaches and plums was as bright as the moon.

"Today's Barren Mountains, Wild Ridges, Lonely Moon, Remnant Wind, Ao Bing is not talented, so let's send everyone on the road together."

Do you say no clothes?Wear the same clothes with your son!

If he does not retreat, no one will retreat today; if he does not give in, no one will be able to do it today.

In front of him, the lake was shining and the moon was like a hook. When his right hand was cut off with a long knife, Qiu Wangshu knelt down on the ground clutching his broken arm. Ao Bing's green shirt was completely dyed black. Every step he took, There was blood dripping down, facing the wreckage all over the ground, every step he took was very steady.

Wang Yu Xingshi, cultivate our armored soldiers, and walk with you!

Kicking away the corpses at his feet, Ao Bing clenched his fists and coughed lightly. His internal strength had not yet returned to its peak. If he killed so many people with such kung fu, even if he won afterwards, his internal injuries would still be unavoidable.

"Tell those guys who still want to take this opportunity to come."

The point of the sword was pressed against Qiu Wangshu's side neck, Ao Bing tilted his bloodstained cheek and said softly.

"The 35 corpses of the Shitian Gang today are the tombstones I gave them. I will kill anyone who dares to go one step further."

The anger of a non-angry person is often more unpredictable than that of an irritable person.

Watching Qiu Wangshu stumbling away, Ao Bing turned his head and heard the collision and panting behind him in the ruined temple.

Nezha, who was awakened by the strong smell of blood, was bending over and leaning against the gate. The corpses all over the ground turned a deep blue under the moonlight, and Ao Bing stood in the blood , Just looking at it made Nezha's eyes hurt uncontrollably.

After all, he still harmed Ao Bing.

"Why did you get up? Didn't I tell you to lie down in the car?"

Putting the two swords together in one hand, Ao Bing stepped forward, just about to raise his hand to touch Nezha, and then remembered that he was covered in blood now, and the smell penetrated into his stomach bursts, making him want to Vomiting, not now, not in front of Nezha.

"Brother..."

The corner of the mouth wrapped around the upper lip trembled and let out a soft cry, and Nezha slowly squatted down with his stomach in his arms.

This feeling makes Nezha even more uncomfortable than when he was rejected by Ao Bing in Ao's house.

The phantom of Kunshan is still in a dream, but the flames of war and blood in front of him can no longer be concealed.

It was he who brought Ao Bing into the world, and he was the one who forced him to learn how to love and hate.

Nezha hooked his neck and wept silently. He only understood Jiang Ziya's persuasion at the beginning. If he could restrain himself, if he wasn't so impatient, he wouldn't have attracted so many enemies.

His senior brother, who was originally so peaceful and beautiful, was the one who brought Ao Bing into troubled times and realized how to kill people.

"Don't cry."

Putting down the two swords in a panic, Ao Bing raised his hand to wipe Nezha's eyes, blood mixed with tears, and immediately drew a painted face for the other party, but the more so, the more Nezha lowered his head so hard that his whole head was almost He was about to fold into his knees, and the way his broad shoulders twitched made Ao Bing feel distressed, but he was stupid, and he was tongue-tied for a long time, and in the end he could only tell Nezha not to cry.

"Don't cry, okay?"

"...I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'm sorry...brother...it's all my fault..."

"You are not wrong, you are not wrong Nezha, this has nothing to do with you, whether I choose to kill people or they choose to kill you, it is our own choice, I am not wrong, so they are wrong."

The fault was not to take advantage of people, the fault was not to let Nezha fall off the cliff, it was their fault, it was their fault.

With his jaw raised and his eyes swallowing tears without blinking, Ao Bing hugged Nezha who was crying hoarsely, his eyes swept over the hollow roof of the dilapidated temple. The scene of Nezha descending the mountain.

When I waved my arms, I couldn't see them anymore, and when I saw my back, they disappeared. He was in front of the mountain gate, and Nezha was at the foot of the mountain.

They both walked down the long steps, and then they could never go back.

"You are not wrong, they are wrong."

Tears rolled down his cheeks, and Ao Bing sniffed and laughed.

"you're not wrong."

Everything between them has long gone beyond right and wrong, so there is no need to apologize.

The Battle of the Mountain Temple spread throughout Jianghu and Wulin within ten days.

The Jianghu people who had never had any impression of the Kunshan School's acting head teacher, finally understood after this battle that the Kunshan School's senior brother was brought up by the world's number one Yuanshi Tianzun himself.

If he doesn't make a move, he will become famous all over the world if he makes a move.

When Qiu and his entourage rushed to the mountain temple, they only saw a raised mound with Qiu Wangshu's long knife stuck in it. After killing people, Ao Bing actually buried those people? !

Angry at this act of provocation or fake mercy, Qiu and his party stood in front of the grave and let out a long sigh of relief. Finally, wiping their faces, they motioned for their subordinates to issue a warrant for arrest.

Letting go of a Li Nezha has already caused him to fail repeatedly, and because of this, the cooperation between Shitian Gang and Yanyulou has been interrupted.

After Mu Yinian's death, Mu Yanmo's use value fell to the bottom in an instant. The Yanyu Building is now under Fan Yuan's world. With that kid's personality, he will only marry Mu Yanmo himself for the sake of stabilizing people's hearts, instead of marrying Mu Yanmo. Marry Qiu Wangshu, not to mention Qiu Wangshu is still disabled now.

Thinking of this, Qiu and his party felt dizzy for a while. He had a congenital disease and had no children in his life, so he raised his nephew as his own son. Unfortunately, Qiu Wangshu was a piece of mud. First, he was defeated by Li Nezha twice. Finally, Ao Bing cut off the arm with the knife.

For the swordsman to break his hand, it is equivalent to abolishing his whole body of martial arts. It is not easy to start all over again.

"Master, how much do we want?"

Jianghu Hunting Order is a relatively old existence in Jianghu before Shen Fangshu, Mr. Dongdu, established an intelligence integrated sales agency.

In the early years when the world was chaotic and there were many countries, as long as you paid enough money, kings, grandchildren, nobles, sect leaders, everyone's heads could be bought and sold.

People with courage will pick it up, desperadoes who are short of money will pick it up, and some guys who have just entered the rivers and lakes trying to become famous will also pick up.

However, with the collection of intelligence, Shen Fangshu held all the secret keys of the rivers and lakes, and the arrest warrant has not been published for many years.

Mr. Dongdu is a serious business, so he never gets bloody. Now Yanyu Building has lost the sixth landlord in the world. Daizi, after the last Mobei incident, the Emei faction has already stated that it will not get involved in the affairs of the Demon Gate, so now the only ones who still have vitality are Jiejiao and Qianqian Villa.

"That guy Zhu Buyu wants to watch tigers fight across the mountain, but I just won't let him do what he wants."

Gritting his teeth and saying this, Qiu and his party pointed a finger at his subordinates.

"100 taels of gold."

"A human head."

And he wants to buy two.

After leaving Bohai County, Ao Bing and Nezha's next goal is Hejian County. From Hejian, they can sail across the entire Hutuo River, and after leaving Yanmen Pass, they can enter the territory of the Demon Gate.

A few days ago, Nezha was still lying in the carriage without talking because of depression, but it was okay to lie down for three to five days. After half a month, Nezha felt that he was about to lie down, but Ao Bing A "I can't see it" look.

"Brother."

"Ok?"

"Does your shoulder hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

"If you are in pain, I will drive the carriage."

"I said it doesn't hurt."

"But I hurt."

"Where do you hurt?"

Stabilizing the carriage with one hand, when Ao Bing turned his head and looked back, he saw that big man Nezha was huddling by the door and secretly watching him. inner legs.

"It hurts here."

Nezha pointed to his crotch and said.

Pursing his lips, Ao Bing smiled with crooked eyebrows, and slammed the horsewhip in his hand against the shaft of the car. The crisp sound made Nezha tremble in fright, and the guy holding the horsewhip would be fine now. He said angrily.

"Don't force me to slap you."

"Brother, do you still have this habit?"

"Aren't you restless? Go eat fruit if you can't be free, don't disturb me here."

"actually."

"No fact."

"but."

"No buts."

"But senior brother, drive the carriage into the ditch!"

Turning around, he yanked the horse that was running further and further away, the wheel of the cart pressed against the edge of the stone, and the whole body tilted and shook vigorously.

Nezha sitting in the car almost fell apart, and as the coachman who was disturbed by the other party, Ao Bing frowned and seriously considered whether to pull Nezha out and beat him before continuing on the road ?

Fortunately, Nezha was in a panic, so he came out and made a break. After half a day's journey, he kept his mouth shut.After dusk, the two drove to a small town. There was only one inn and one restaurant in the town. Because there were very few people coming and going, Ao Bing and Nezha finished their meal and parked the car at the back of the inn. In the stable.

The owner of the inn is a mother-in-law who has graduated over half a century, and her hair has already turned gray. Because there are many rooms left, she asked them to choose whatever they want. Just sleep together.

The old lady didn't pay attention to this, she just nodded her head to lead the way, and told the two that only ten pots of water would be boiled in the kitchen every day, and they had to boil it themselves when the hot water was used up.

Walking on the road, Ao Bing hadn't showered for a long time. When he heard that there was hot water, he immediately asked for a wooden bucket, and planned to take advantage of this time to wash off the sand and soil marks on his body.

When the waiter in the shop was delivering water back and forth, Nezha was still sitting at the table talking nonchalantly, saying that he wanted to take a bath with Ao Bing, but was hit by the other party's belt. When the water temperature was adjusted, Ao Bing pulled between the barrel and the table. Road screen.

Nezha sat outside, holding his face in his hands and chattering, "I have seen the whole body of senior brother, even the parts that you can't see, senior brother, but it's not interesting to look at it through a screen."

After taking a bath, Nezha quarreled and gave him a headache. Ao Bing buried his face in the water and rubbed it. After he washed his hair, he realized that the guy who had been noisy just now suddenly became silent.

"Nezha?"

Stretching out a wet arm and pulling the screen away, Ao Bing looked at the empty room, his mind was blank, and the jerk from the back of his neck made him stand up suddenly.

It was too late to wipe off the wetness all over his body, so Ao Bing put on his clothes and ran outside, opened the door and bumped his head out, but before he could go downstairs, he bumped into Nezha who came back.

"Brother, what are you doing? You didn't even dry your hair?"

With one leg propped up on the steps and one foot on the floor of the second floor, Nezha stood there hugging Ao Bing's narrow waist. The other party's eyes and face were full of panic, piercing into his heart like embroidery needles. Nezha tilted his head and clicked his tongue lightly. , if it wasn't for the bad occasion, he would definitely kiss Ao Bing hard.

"Where have you been?"

"I just heard some movement, so I opened the door and looked, and then I found someone I knew."

"acquaintance?"

Ao Bing couldn't figure it out, what kind of acquaintances could Nezha have in this place?

"Hello, Big Brother!"

"Long time no see, big brother!"

Because Nezha stood in front of him, when two men poked their heads out from behind him, Ao Bing stared and couldn't react, but he was indeed familiar with this appearance.

"Jin Zha? Mu Zha? Why are you here?"

"Oh, the so-called knowing son is better than the mother. As soon as our mother heard that Donglai had an accident, he guessed that Nezha would leave Yanmen Pass from this small road and rush back to Mobei, so let us look for it along the way and send my brother to him by the way." One ride."

Touching his chin without a beard, Jin Zha proudly raised his fingers. Although Nezha is now very powerful, he still can't find Yin Shiniang's Wuzhi Mountain.

"But we came just in time." Mu Zha, who fell last, gave Ao Bing a shy smile. Among the three brothers, he was the one who talked the least and was the quietest.

"Did something happen?" These days, Ao Bing has been on the road non-stop, and he missed many news in the middle.

"Qiu and his entourage issued a Jianghu arrest warrant, offering 200 taels of gold to buy the heads of both of you." Jin Zha pursed his lips and shrugged helplessly.

"A lot of people have come here after hearing the news. Those guys are all desperadoes. They don't want their lives if they want money. Although their martial arts are not as good as the two of you, there are too many people, and you are injured, so it is easy to be dragged down."

"Then what are your plans when you come here?"

Ao Bing patted Nezha's arm to signal Nezha to put him down. The man turned his head and said "I don't know what you're talking about", which made Ao Bing squeeze Nezha hard on his chest.

"We brought good things." Jin Zha said with a smile.

"Mother prepared it." Mu Zha honestly raised the burden in his hand.

——To be continued——