Faraway Wanderers

Scorpion stood in a dark place where the moonlight could not reach, his whole body was covered in a large robe with a hood, the breeze blew up, like a ghost shadow in the corner.

He was holding a beautiful young man in his hand, one of the two people who got off his bed just now. The young man was wearing a tight-fitting night gown, with a chain hanging around his neck, and the other end of the chain was held by Scorpion. Li, like a dog with red lips, white eyebrows and clear eyes.

Scorpion stretched out his fingers, combed the young man's hair gently, and sighed: "If we don't come to remind Master Wen Gu, that powerful man, I am afraid that he will be gentle in this life, and Baiyun will not envy the fairyland. That's not the case." Well, if all heroes are so lacking in ambition, who will expose the true face of that hero?"

The handsome young man narrowed his eyes as if enjoying himself, and unconsciously rubbed against the scorpion's fingers, wanting to get more caresses.Several black shadows rushed into the small inn, and the people who were involved in the misfortune woke up from their sleep, and screams rang out everywhere. Suddenly, a door of a room opened, and a half-grown man in disheveled clothes walked and crawled from inside. He ran out, and a poisonous scorpion chased after him.

Scorpion watched coldly, and saw that although the young man described it as embarrassing and ridiculous, his steps were not chaotic at all, and what he used was a wonderful lightness kung fu. He seemed to have not woken up, and had no sense of resistance. He just jumped up and down to hide, mouth Li screamed: "Mother, why are these people who are not in the middle of winter again, falling asleep and waking up, I haven't dug your ancestral graves!"

The final "ah" broke into a scream, and the poisonous scorpion chasing him released a small needle as thin as a cow's hair, and Zhang Chengling lay on the ground with a "plop" in a posture like a dog chewing mud. On the ground, he squirmed a few times with his butt pouted like a big fleshy bug, then dexterously rolled to the side, jumped up, climbed up a few steps with the help of a wooden pillar on one side, twisted his body and turned back, holding the Something, slammed the poisonous scorpion behind him vigorously, and said, "Look at my needle!"

The poisonous scorpion bent back almost subconsciously——Zhang Chengling has been deceived by others since he was born, and finally succeeded in defrauding Gu Xiang and his master and other unscrupulous and shameless tricks. Once, others were so elated, they climbed up the wooden pillar like a bear, and explained triumphantly: "Haha, you are so stupid, my master taught me to lie."

Only a voice said sullenly: "Nonsense, when did I teach you such a dirty trick?"

Poor that poisonous scorpion, he just came to his senses and was about to catch up, when suddenly a gust of wind hit him, before he could turn his head, his head rolled from his neck to the ground, Zhang Chengling's laughter stuck in his throat, he stared blankly at Wen Kexing came out.

At that moment, with his eyesight, he could only see clearly an afterimage across the air, and then the poisonous scorpion separated from its head. Wen Kexing stood indifferently, with his head down, not a single drop of blood on his clothes. I saw that only the four fingers of my left hand were dripping with blood.

He didn't have a sharp weapon such as a sword in his hand, but he didn't know what method he used to "cut off" the head of the poisonous scorpion with his bare hands. Could it be that he could condense sword energy with the wind of his fingers?Wen Kexing's whole person was like an evil ghost climbing up from the underworld, with no particularly solemn expression on his face, but it made people want to retreat three feet away.

Zhang Chengling opened his mouth and hugged the pillar, unable to speak.

At this time, Gu Xiang, Cao Weining, Gao Xiaolian and others also came out, and each joined the battle circle. Zhou Zishu appeared at the door unhurriedly, opened the small medicine bottle given by the big witch, and swallowed it without water. A pill, with both hands folded in front of his chest, the belt still loosely tied, did not take out the white sword, his eyes skipped over Wen Kexing and the others, and went directly to the scorpion standing in the shadows.

The window in the big witch's room had already been pushed open, and he didn't get involved. He just leaned against the window and watched. When his eyes fell on Wen Kexing, his brows frowned.

Qi Ye put on his coat and asked behind him, "How do you see this man's kung fu?"

The big witch pondered for a moment, then said: "If you talk about real kung fu, you might have to fight with Master Zhou in his heyday, but if you really fight, you will definitely not be able to win against this man."

Qi Ye was startled for a moment, and asked, "What about you?"

The big witch shook his head: "If it is not a last resort, I will never fight this person."

He looked at Wen Kexing standing in the middle of the courtyard with dark eyes—Wen Kexing seemed to have smiled slightly, raised his hand, and lightly licked the four fingers dripping with human blood, leaving a bruise on his lips. The next smear of bright red blood.

Whether it is Da Wu himself or Zhou Zishu, they may also be rare masters in the Jianghu, but their kung fu is taught by their master, and then follow what others teach, and then slowly explore and practice hard on their own.

Although practice is up to the individual, after all, there is a master who leads them in. Their motivation for learning Kung Fu is nothing more than to improve their skills and realize their dreams. The craftsmanship that never goes away, but this person is different.

This man's martial arts has been honed in decades of bloody life and death - he has no formulas, no methods, only the choice of life or death again and again.

This is probably the most terrifying martial art in the world.

Scorpion opened his mouth slightly, but his voice trembled a little. He didn't know whether it was fear or excitement. He retracted his fingers and scratched the beautiful boy in his hand. The boy's facial features were slightly wrinkled, showing a painful expression. He said: "If it is said that he is not the owner of Guigu Valley, even if he is killed, I will not believe it."

He suddenly let go of the boy he was holding in his hand, patted the back of his head, and said, "Go and meet that lucky boy, play with him, and we adults will chat."

The young man flew out in response, his martial arts were not weak.

At the same time, Scorpion pinched his finger as a whistle, and with an order, all the surviving poisonous scorpions jumped out of the battle circle and neatly lined up beside him.

Scorpion walked out from the dark, stood in front of Wen Kexing, cupped his fists and said, "You two, we meet again."

As soon as Wen Kexing let go, the body of a poisonous scorpion fell to the ground. He glanced at the scorpion, and asked with a murderous look and a particularly impatient voice: "Are you looking for death?"

The beautiful young man brought by Xie Zi had already rushed towards Zhang Chengling, Xie Zi stopped looking at him indifferently, but Zhou Zishu, who had not moved all this time, raised his head to look at the two young men who were already wrestling, and seemed to have moved slightly After a moment of hesitation, he still didn't intervene - the handsome young man struck fiercely, and at first he only forced Zhang Chengling to scurry away.

But Zhou Zishu could see that if the two people's kung fu was bad, it would not be that far off. He already knew that Zhang Chengling was the kind of person who was forced into a desperate situation and would make progress. Anyway, there were so many people around , I'm not afraid that the kid will do anything wrong, so I let them go.

Scorpion smiled and said: "Don't dare, I still cherish my life, since our goal has been protected by you, the owner of the valley, we have eaten the courage of bears and leopards, but we dare not break ground on Taisui's head. "

Wen Kexing looked at him impatiently, as if he was going to wrench his head off if he talked nonsense again.

Xie Zi continued: "I came here only because I was entrusted by someone to pass a message to this Young Master Zhang."

Wen Kexing raised his head and glanced at the two teenagers who had already beaten Fang Jiewa. He didn't bother to pay attention to him any more. He walked back to Zhou Zishu with a stinky face, lowered his eyes slightly, and restrained his hostility. Then he asked in a low voice, "Have you taken any medicine?"

Zhou Zishu responded casually, and asked Xie Zi, "What are you talking about?"

Scorpion stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at Zhang Chengling who was hiding in Tibet just now. Although he was still in a mess, he had already made some moves. At that time, he took out a sword that looked like broken copper and rotten iron. It looked like it was picked up casually for practice. It seemed that there were two extremely brilliant sword techniques hidden in the seemingly disorderly moves, one was peaceful, upright, Quite a gentleman's spirit of the Wushuang national scholar, another kind of lightness and unrestrained, if fully exerted, it should be as beautiful as flowing clouds and flowing water.

The two kinds of swordsmanship were combined by the young man in a clumsy and reckless manner, which seemed strange but harmonious.

The scorpion also saw that within ten moves, the seemingly fierce attack of his own child would be dispelled, so he sighed: "Does a famous teacher make a good disciple?"

He suddenly raised his voice and said loudly: "Master Zhang, do you want to know who is the one who really harmed your family?"

Zhang Chengling was shocked when he heard the words, and distracted, the chain around the other party's neck was thrown over, and it happened to be wrapped around the sword in his hand. Taking advantage of the victory to pursue, he raised the dark long knife in his hand and swung it towards the waist.

Zhang Chengling rolled to the side in desperation, he had no choice but to kick up the boy's crotch.The boy was startled and angry, but he had no choice but to move away sideways.

Everyone present couldn't help showing strange expressions on their faces.

Zhou Zishu and Wen Kexing looked at each other, and said in unison in the same irrelevant tone: "What kind of apprentice do you teach?"

Wen Kexing stared and said, "Obviously he is your apprentice."

Zhou Zishu said bluntly: "Fart, how can I teach this kind of apprentice who knows nothing but shameless obscenity? He is obviously of the same breed as you."

Zhang Chengling jumped up and stepped on the Liuyun Jiugong step at full speed, letting the handsome young man behind him chase him over the eaves and walls.After hearing the astonishment of Xiezi, he continued with a smile, "He's an eclectic child—to tell you the truth, the person who killed your father, the person who killed the head of Mount Tai, and the person who secretly killed the head of the Shen family, The person who planted the blame on Gao Daxia is actually one of them."

Zhang Chengling asked loudly, "Who is it?"

Scorpion asked back: "Who are you talking about? Who else can hold the glazed armor in secret now, and at the same time call the heroes of the world to besiege Guigu with confidence, kill all the insiders, and then kill the ghost of Guigu?" Key' and Liulijia together?"

Zhou Zishu said "ah", looked at Wen Kexing meaningfully and said, "The key to Guigu—no wonder...we have never heard what Longque said, but the owner of the valley is so calm and not surprised at all."

Wen Kexing said: "You are not surprised."

Zhou Zishu said with a smile: "I'm not surprised—Ghost Valley has been silent for so many years, why did a traitor suddenly appear and target Liulijia? But it's so abnormal."

Wen Kexing hesitated for a while, and explained to him in a low voice: "Yes, the ten evil spirits in the valley have always been fighting among themselves, led by Sun Ding and Xue Fang. Most of the evil spirits fell to him, this is how to suppress the few, in the valley, the weaker side must die, Xue Fangfang took the risk...or he planned to steal the 'key' as early as this day."

Zhou Zishu nodded, and said in a drawn-out voice, "Oh, I don't know how—"

Back then, there was only one member left in the five major families. No matter how stupid Zhang Chengling was, he could still hear who the scorpion was alluding to. At that moment, his heart stopped beating, and he roared angrily, "You're talking nonsense! That's impossible!"

Zhou Zishu raised his head and said in a deep voice: "Little devil, if you want to become a great Taoist, you have to be determined. You don't have to deceive yourself about what you want to understand. If you think he farts, you can naturally go in the left ear and out the right ear."

He said, but he didn't see how to move. The figure flickered, and he came to Cao Weining's side, took off his sword, threw it up, and said, "Then, don't you want to go with Gu Xiang and the others? If you can kill That white-faced fake girl, I promise to let you go."

Zhang Chengling flew to take Cao Weining's sword, "choked" the sword came out of its sheath, shouted loudly, without hesitation, he slashed at the handsome young man with his sword.

He was simply using Cao Weining's sword as a gold-threaded ring knife. At that moment, there was a posture of opening and closing, overwhelming—no one taught him this.

The handsome young man was startled, panicked, scrambled, and staggered backwards—he was slightly limping on one foot, which he couldn't usually see, but now he retreated in a hurry, and then it appeared, and the scorpion's face suddenly Showing a smile of unknown meaning, Zhang Chengling naturally also saw his feet, his eyes suddenly focused, and a ferocious hatred appeared on his face, and he slashed straight down.

He actually slashed the boy from his face to his chest.

Blood spattered all over his head and face.

Zhang Chengling turned his head, looked straight at Xiezi, and asked, "You said, it's Uncle Zhao."

Zhao Jing took him all the way to Dongting, and those poisonous scorpion killers slowly emerged——Why did Zhao Jing let the unknown Zhou Zishu take him away so easily?

Because he was away from him, he could really kill him.

All the insiders from back then are dead, now, there is only one Zhao Jing left, who was injured for the righteous way of martial arts, now he is highly respected, and the scenery is unparalleled——

This is the truth.