flow from evil

Skip the indescribable glamorous part————————— (Everyone please make up your own brains for the time being, you understand)

In the early morning, the sun shone into the temple, and the piercing Jun Wuyi had to open his eyes.He opened his slender hand to block it, but found the obvious fingerprints left on his wrist.

Between the wrists, the arms, and the back of the spine, the pain was unbelievable.Jun Wuyi sat up suddenly, only to feel that the hiding place behind him was a little numb, and with a slight movement, some turbid liquid flowed out from it, and only then did he recall everything that happened last night.

And the instigator has long since disappeared.

"Shan! Si! Miao!"

With a clear whistle, all the internal strength was used, almost startling the villagers a few miles away.

"Listen, this voice seems to belong to the young master."

"It's the son's, that's right, you guys, hurry up and take a look."

A few shadow guards came after hearing the sound, and Huangfu Qi, who was the leader, whispered to Jiang Li, "Young Master, nothing will happen. Whose name did you call just now? I've seen the young master get so angry."

"Don't ask too much, the young master naturally has his own reasons for doing things." Jiang Li waved his hand and sighed.This young master of theirs has never acted according to common sense, but the prince dotes on him, and their subordinates all see it, so naturally they can only obey orders.

Huangfu Jiangli and the two found it in front of the ruined temple with great difficulty, only to see Jun Wuyi limping out with a tattered long gown, carrying a fan, not to mention several injuries on his body, his whole body was as dirty as if he had just come out of the dirt. Like the ones crawling out of the pile.

Jun Wuyi has always been particular about extravagance and purity, they have been with this man for so long, and they have never seen him in such a mess.

Glancing in surprise, everyone hurriedly lowered their heads and stopped looking at him. The man's expression was gloomy as if he was about to kill someone at any moment, and the smart ones would not touch him at this time.

"My lord, please get on your horse!" Huangfu Qi gave him a wink, and the little guard stepped forward and said bravely.

Jun Wuyi frowned and glanced at the steed in front of him, then turned around and said, "Get me a carriage."

"Huh?" The little guard was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself, their son never liked to ride in a carriage, and the master who always liked to show off in the market, why did he suddenly change his taste today, could it be that his injury was too serious?

That can't be done, who doesn't know that their son is the heart of the prince.

"Where is the injury, young master, do you want to call a doctor for you?" The little guard looked Jun Wuyi up and down, and asked nervously.

As soon as these words came out, Jun Wuyi's face sank a bit, he glanced at the little guard, and asked, "What's your name?"

Hearing his bad tone, the little guard started to tremble a little, and said tremblingly, "The little one is called Huang Dashan, and the nickname is Xiaoshanzi."

"Mountain... from tomorrow, let's raise horses instead."

"Ah?...Thank...Thank you, Young Master!"

Early the next morning, Meng Yunting stood at Huangyun Terrace ten miles away, looking anxiously into the distance.

Not long after, I saw a man and a horse in the distance, riding the wind, the man on the horse had a pale face, but he was full of vigor and rejuvenated.

The disciples of the Changsheng sect behind them were all taken aback when they saw the person coming, even Yu Chanzi in front couldn't bear to stare blankly, and didn't speak for a while.

"Brother Shan! Your face! Bai is back?!" Jiang Yingying was the first to rush over, and Shan Simiao got off the horse and gave Meng Yunting a glare for no reason.

Meng Yunting naturally knew what he was thinking, and said angrily, "I was blocked by them when I first arrived. What can I do?"

Shan Simiao knew that it was not a solution to avoid it all the time. Today, it is time to make a break.

Glancing at Yu Chanzi at the side, the two looked at each other, only to see that Yu Chanzi came to his senses first, with two hooks out of his hands, he mercilessly attacked Shan Simiao in front of him.

"Mother!!" Jiang Yingying wanted to step forward to stop her, but she was held back by Su Yan behind her.

Shan Simiao knew that she was probing on purpose, so the zhenqi in her body congealed, and she suddenly slapped her palm, but it hit the mound of dirt behind her.With a bang, the mound was completely turned into powder, and the yellow sand rose up all over the sky, choking people so hard that they couldn't open their eyes.

As soon as Shan Simiao closed his palm, he saw that the sand gathered in his palm as if ordered, Yu Chanzi squinted at him, and saw that the sand gathered in his palm flowed freely, following his tight Hold it, and scatter it with a click.

This is Wu Xiang Jue!Although she has never seen it before, she has heard people mention it many times. This method covers all forms of the world, all aspects of the world, and it is something against the sky.The Longevity Jue was only taken from one of the chapters, and the Kongliu Palm that Shan Simiao used just now is the untold style in her Longevity Jue, which can be learned in just a few days , without the foundation of Wuxiang Jue, it would be impossible.

The formula of longevity is based on consolidating the foundation, cultivating the vitality, and nourishing the mind and body. It can transform the aura of heaven and earth, and gather the great achievements of qi deficiency. Yan Hefa, Nian Yan Yishou, Yang Yanfeng, although he wanted to go against the sky and have the effect of bringing the dead back to life when he created it at the beginning, it was an empty dream. Seeing Shan Si Miao use it now, it is a different scene .

Turning qi into a palm, turning a palm into a sword, I saw Shan Simiao put two fingers together, and threw out a sword qi out of thin air, which was actually the Yang family's Four Seasons swordsmanship.

Yuchanzi knew that he was no match for him, so he raised his double hooks, avoided the sword energy, and planned to get close, but suddenly saw him change his moves, sweeping his feet, and the dust was all for him, covering his face. The sand, however, used Jun Wuyi's usual sneak attack.

How many moves did this kid steal?

Yu Chanzi let out a bah, waved away the sand in front of him, and was forced into shape by Junzige's "Prisoner Bird Throwing into the Forest". If the opponent had a sword in his hand at this time, he might have seen blood.

Staggering back two steps, Yu Chanzi stared at the other party uncertainly.

"Mother, stop beating!" Seeing this, Jiang Yingying hurriedly stopped in the middle, but she saw that Shan Simiao stopped her momentum.

"Offended." Shan Simiao said, wanting to go to Lameng Yunting.

"Wait!"

Yu Chanzi's scolding made Shan Simiao turn her head away, just now she frowned impatiently, when she suddenly retracted the double hooks in her hands and knelt down in front of her.

"What does Elder Yu mean by this?"

Shan Simiao pretended to be shocked, but she was wary in her heart, so she didn't go forward to help her, but she rolled her eyes and said to the people behind her, "You guys haven't come over yet, have you seen the new sect master?"

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"The disciple pays homage to the sect master." Although everyone didn't understand the situation, they were also amazed by Shan Simiao's moves just now.

The boys and girls kneeled on the ground in front of them, not only Meng Yunting was stunned, but also Shan Simiao was stunned.Jiang Yingying took his arm with a smile, and whispered in his ear, "Brother Shan, I knew you were capable. Mother has promised that I will not force you. From now on, you will be the new sect master of Changshengmen." .”

The new head of the Longevity Sect sounds more attractive than the Yang family.Shan Simiao looked at the other party's half-smile expression, and was just considering whether to agree or not, who knew that before the calculation was over, another group of people came from behind, and when he looked back, it was the Yang family's Several disciples.

"En... Gongong?" A suspicious call made Shan Simiao turn his head away.

It was Xiao San'er who took the lead, now he was dressed in the narrow-sleeved armor of a disciple of the Yang family, so he almost didn't recognize him.

"En... benefactor? You are benefactor, I finally found you, and everyone is waiting for you to go back."

But when they saw Shan Simiao, they almost didn't recognize him. The man with a unique face now looked like a gentleman, with handsome eyebrows and eyes. Although his expression was calm, there was a bit of chic in the slightly raised corners of his mouth. If they didn't know his general outline and the clothes on his body, they probably wouldn't even dare to shout.

"Grandpa... I... I also joined the Yang family and became a disciple of the Yang family." Seeing that Shan Si Miao came back with a pale face, the young man turned out to be so handsome. He lowered his head and blushed.

"Brother Shan won't go back with you, he is the one who wants to take over our Longevity Sect." Jiang Yingying was unhappy when she saw this little man in front of her, who was white and tender, staring at Shan Simiao shyly.

"Shan Simiao, are everyone stunned?" Meng Yunting asked with trembling lips.

"Do you still remember the divination you made for me?" Shan Simiao asked suddenly.

"what?"

"I didn't believe it before, but now... I believe it.

After returning to Yang's house, Shan Simiao never showed his face. Meng Yunting searched for him for three days without finding anyone, until he found him in the study after stacking up books as tall as a person.

"Shan Simiao, what are you tossing about! I have been looking for you for several days!" Meng Yunting said angrily, and when he saw someone raised his head, he was startled, his eyes were dark, and his feelings hadn't slept in the past few days .

"Although the Yang family is already weak, I still underestimated the strength of this martial arts family." Shan Simiao put down the account book in his hand, and said quietly, "In the end, it is still solid with roots and roots."

"... How much property does this Yang family have?" Meng Yunting leaned over and asked in a low voice.

The corner of Shan Simiao's mouth curled up, and he stretched out five fingers.

"...five...5 taels?"

Shan Si Miao shook his head.

"...It can't be 50."

Shan Si Miao shook his head again.

"...five...five...five..."

"Five million taels, that's not counting the deed land." Shan Simiao said for him after hearing that he hadn't come out for five days.

"...Are you just counting money for others these days? Hey, tell me anyway, what do you plan to do?"

"What's the plan? Now that you've been dragged into the water, why not catch the biggest fish?" Shan Simiao casually opened the ledger, pointed to the ledger inside, and saw that there were quite a few circled on it with his pen. The rules are framed, and the induction is very clear.

"Huh? You don't think so, you want to search all the money of the Yang family?"

The corners of Shan Simiao's mouth curved even further, "Money? Meng Yunting, you stingy brat, you deserve to be able to tell people's fortunes all your life."

"...Ah bah, what's the matter with the fortune-telling, fortune-telling I also raised you wolf cub, I said, what are your plans? The other side of the Longevity Gate is also in a hurry, asking when you will come over." Looking at the side The man stood up, stretched his waist and walked out the door, Meng Yunting shouted loudly.

"talk later."

It's a pity that the other party only left him a handsome back.

Looking at the receding figure, Meng Yunting suddenly thought of the signature that year.

The dragon swims in shallow water, and the still water flows deep enough to fill the world.

The phoenix weeps the crow's nest, and the nest weeps blood and fights in all directions.

This hexagram has a long way to go.

In the 15th year of Wude, the city of Huaiyang changed, and the gate of longevity reappeared.Yang Huo, the head of the five families, left his family and changed his name and owner. His new owner's surname was Shan.

In the anecdotal record of all things in the martial arts in Nang, there are only a few short lines, and it is thought that the Tao has ended the situation in Huaiyang City. The wanderers, why do they hope? The decline of the Yang family seems to be a certainty. Just a few sighs.

But who knows, what will happen tomorrow in this rivers and lakes...

The author has something to say:

Ah~~ Babies, this is the end of the first chapter of From Evil Like a Stream!Let's talk nonsense.

This article will be divided into two parts, with a total of 4 chapters. Although few people seem to be reading it, thank you for being with me until now. Let us look forward to the next chapter that will be even more beautiful. Let's continue in Tengwang Pavilion!Ah ha ha ha ha ha!

For the H part, you can leave a message and ask me for it. I look forward to your opinions, okay~