Vendetta

After Rouran destroyed the country, his vitality was greatly injured. The surviving sixteen were no longer the "prairie wolves" of the past, but the emaciated camels were bigger than horses. Gu Hunhong didn't come before. The group of people was irritated, and they wanted to kill each other. "Red Sun Promise" may not be found yet. It took so much effort to compile [-] volumes, just for this large piece of turf that does not produce rice, the loss outweighs the gain.

He didn't find "Red Sun Promise Kungfu", so it's meaningless for Gu Hunhong to stay here, the Tongtian Sect is like a swarm of locusts, they robbed some horses, cattle and sheep, they come and go quickly.

Gu Hunhong knew how to gain benefits without arousing resistance from Shilibu Bu, and he was able to handle it just right.

The disaster of annihilation of the country more than 20 years ago has become a dark cloud covering the heads of Rouran people, which lasts for a long time. This shadow left a deep sense of fear in their hearts. After such a long and comfortable life, the grassland The wolf also gave birth to a little weakness, and lost the fighting spirit of the past.

After all, if you can live well, who wants to die?

Fuling was afraid that Gu Hunyu would be afraid, so she drove Gu Hunyu to the end of Tongtian School on horseback.

Gu Hunyu sat on the horse. He left the hometown where he grew up. In front of him was the unknown dragon's pond and tiger's lair. His life and death were uncertain, and his enemy was within sight. Life and death, if you say no, you are afraid that it will be false.

The man of the prairie is a proud eagle on his head, no matter when and where, he must not show his timidity.

Gu Hunyu stared at Fuling's back, tried his best to hold back the tears, cleared his throat, and calmed down his crying. After a while, he pulled Fuling's shirt and said, "Thank you for saving me today."

Fu Ling sensed that the person behind him spoke. He couldn't understand the nonsense, but felt that Gu Hunyu's voice was trembling, so he turned his head and asked, "Huh? What did you say? Do you want to urinate?"

Gu Hunyu didn't understand what Fu Ling said, but he recognized that it was a question, and under Fu Ling's concerned gaze, he nodded blankly.

So Fuling turned a corner on her horse and ran in the opposite direction of the team.

Qiu Dunhua immediately noticed Fu Ling's move, he reined in the reins, and shouted loudly: "Master, they want to run!"

"It's okay." Gu Hunhong didn't even turn his head to look, and said calmly, "Fu Ling dare not run."

As long as Qiu Yi's life is still in Gu Hunhong's hands, Fu Ling will not dare to run away.

Fu Ling led Gu Hunyu away from the team, and when he came to a clump of short grass in the desert, he dismounted first, then carried Gu Hunyu off, and placed him beside the grass.

"You..." Now that he has become someone's master, Fu Ling thought to himself that he should pay attention to his words as a teacher. After deliberating for a long time, he reluctantly changed to a slightly less vulgar one: "You put the water on, I'll turn around." Not looking at you."

So Fu Ling turned around with her hands behind her back, fearing that Gu Hunyu would be uncomfortable, she also consciously took a few steps forward.

After not hearing the sound of water for a long time, Fu Ling turned around and found that Gu Hunyu was standing there with his hands hanging down, a little confused, and the waistband of his trousers was still neatly hanging on his trousers.

Fu Ling's heart skipped a beat, it's broken, shouldn't she be scared stupid?

Fuling had never raised a child before, and he himself grew up in a daze. He really didn't know how to teach a child of this age. After racking his brains for a long time, Fuling knelt down and said earnestly: "People have three urgencies, you will Get sick."

After speaking, he pointed to Gu Hunyu's crotch.

Gu Hunyu looked at Fuling, and then at his crotch. He didn't understand what Fuling meant, so he decided to continue the topic just now: "I don't understand what you said, I want to say thank you..."

Before he finished speaking, his body suddenly felt cold.

With a "cha la", Fu Ling took off Gu Hunyu's trousers, and then said in a very natural and caring tone, "Pee."

Gu Hunyu: "..."

The two of them talked with each other, gesticulating blindly with their hands and feet for a long time before they managed to explain clearly.

Gu Hunyu's ears were still red until he sat on the horse again, how could he have thought that the witch's son could not even understand a single word of nonsense!

In fact, Fu Ling can speak a few words. He wandered around the market a few days ago and learned a lot of cursing and swearing.

Realizing the language barrier, the two began to teach each other to speak in a daze on the road.

After going back and forth, the feeling of unfamiliarity gradually disappeared. Fuling's temperament was familiar, and she was extremely protective of her weaknesses. When she accepted Gu Hunyu as her apprentice, she naturally regarded him as one of her own. Gu Hunyu could feel that he was really kind to him.

Stopping for a rest on the way, Fu Ling hugged Gu Hunyu down and sat down, and handed him the water bottle.

After drinking water to moisturize their throats, the two began to practice again. Gu Hunyu pointed to the horse next to him, and said in nonsense: "Horse."

Fu Ling repeated it and said in Chinese: "A horse's ass."

Gu Qingyu followed him word by word: "horse, fart, ass."

Gu Hunyu spoke very slowly, but his pronunciation was accurate. Fu Ling nodded in satisfaction, thinking that this little apprentice was very smart, so he patted his ass and continued to teach: "Pursue."

Gu Hunyu read meticulously: "Put up."

Ding Yue who happened to come over and heard these words: "..."

Seeing Ding Yue approaching, Fu Ling immediately put away her smile, put Gu Hunyu behind her, and asked coldly, "What are you doing here?"

Ding Yue didn't seem to see Fu Ling's face, she smiled and said: "Master Fu Sect misunderstood, I was afraid that you may not understand the language, so I came to see if I need help."

"Ding Tang mainly wanted to help, so he stayed away from us," Fu Ling picked up Gu Hunyu and put him on the horse, "You three, master and apprentice, are so terribly capable of poisoning, we can't bear it. "

After finishing speaking, he stepped onto the horse and called out "drive!" The horse under him flew past Ding Yue like an arrow, causing a burst of dust.

The child who ate candied fruit in the past has grown into a young man with a sword on his back. He rides a fast horse and should be free and unrestrained for a lifetime.

Ding Yue stood where she was, frowning slightly, her eyes were a little empty, as if she was in a daze.

"Yue'er, what's the matter?"

Ding Yue came back to her senses, looked at Ding Huai beside her, shook her head and said, "It's nothing, just remembered some past events."

Back at Tongtian Sect, Gu Hunyu followed Fu Ling to the Zhaixing Building. Fu Ling learned things quickly, and Gu Hunyu did not give up. After a few days of getting along, the two were able to have basic communication.

"Want to learn martial arts?" Fu Ling squatted down and showed him her Longya Saber, "Learn martial arts well and take revenge."

Gu Hunyu looked at the pitch-black sword. Under the sunlight, the blade was very shiny, like a piece of black jade. He nodded: "I think."

Fu Ling said, "I'll teach you."

After finishing speaking, he put away the knife, stretched his legs, and began to squat on the spot, "But we must first teach the basic skills."

Gu Hunyu followed him and squatted down earnestly.

After a while, Gu Hunyu felt his legs and even his back were sore and weak. He turned his head to look at Fu Ling. The man in black still looked as usual. It was just a simple movement, but Fu Ling was very serious. No slack.

After getting along these few days, Gu Hunyu knew that Fu Ling had no choice but to be controlled by Gu Hunhong. This person is usually a little out of tune, but when it comes to martial arts and sword techniques, he has extraordinary concentration and rigor .

"Straighten your back, don't shake your legs," Fu Ling noticed Gu Hunyu's gaze, and asked, "What are you doing? I have flowers on my face, so pretty?"

"No," Gu Hunyu turned his head, "You are pretty."

Gu Hunyu had never seen a witch before, and he didn't know how Fu Ling grew up, but the title of the number one beauty was indeed well-deserved, and Hua was three points inferior to him.

"Dare to make fun of Master?" Fu Ling rubbed his head, got up and pulled out the Dragon Tooth Saber, "Let you see a better one."

Just as he was talking, Fu Ling had already waved the big knife in his hand. He turned around and took a step, the black blade pierced through the void, his figure was as vigorous as a potential dragon coming out of the water suddenly, his sharp edge was revealed, with the arrogance of looking down on everything, his whole body was covered by the knife. Surrounded by air, the footwork is so fast that only afterimages are left. The blade in the hand has condensed a lot of internal force, as if it wants to cut off the yellow sand and the sky.

The solemnity of the knife technique combined with the lightness of the footwork complement each other.

Fu Ling's martial arts is naturally gifted, but the combination of "Twelve Heavy Golden Swords" and "Six Steps to the Sky" is so proficient, it is inseparable from his decades of hard training.

No one Gu Hunyu has met so far can compare with him.

As soon as Fu Ling made a knife, it seemed that he was destined not to be defeated.

This is natural, if Fu Ling feels that there is no possibility of winning, he will not use the sword at all, nor will he integrate lightness kung fu into the sword technique, he will use the lightness kung fu to run away.

Although it is not good to hear about fleeing, it is even worse to be beaten to death.

Gu Hunyu stared at Fu Ling without blinking, until Fu Ling finished practicing a whole set of saber techniques, before he fully recovered, his knees bent down, Gu Hunyu knelt on the ground, and called out respectfully : "Master."

It wasn't the last resort to save his life, but the admiration for Fu Ling from the bottom of his heart. Gu Hunyu was willing and yearning to worship him as his teacher.

Fu Ling put away the saber, walked two steps closer, rubbed Gu Hunyu's braided head, and pulled him up, with deep remembrance in his tone: "The first time I saw my master practicing saber techniques, It's the same look."

Wu Heng stood in that small square courtyard, holding a crutch in his hand, a set of saber techniques like a dragon chasing the sun, the wind blowing up the fallen leaves in the courtyard, the crutch in his hand, which was no different from a firestick, melted at that moment. For the peerless sword, unstoppable.

There was no hatred in Wu Heng's eyes, his eyes were purer than Fu Ling's, and in those weather-beaten eyes, there was only an obsession with sword skills.

Gu Hunyu said: "Your master must be a powerful person."

It is said that a famous teacher produces an excellent apprentice, and that person who can teach an apprentice like Fu Ling must be a peerless master who is well-known in the world.

"My master is not a big shot, he has no internal strength, and even has leg problems." Fu Ling smiled, and said slowly and solemnly: "But in my eyes, he is a real swordsman."

Gu Hunyu asked: "Why?"

"Because he was obsessed with sword skills all his life, and he never forgot his identity for a moment." Fu Ling stroked the scabbard of Longya Saber lightly, looked up at Gu Hunyu, and said, "You have to remember that a swordsman takes his sword as his lifelong life." Companion, but please have a clear conscience."

Gu Hunyu looked into Fu Ling's eyes, those eyes that were as clear as water seemed to be mixed with many emotions, but upon closer inspection, it seemed that there was nothing there.

Gu Hunyu couldn't see through this deep pool, but he kept these words firmly in his heart.

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