[Comprehensive martial arts] Taishang

If Gong Jiu died like this, maybe the little old man would just sigh and sigh on overseas islands, feeling sorry and sad for his failed rebellion in the end.But since he is still alive and there is still a faint possibility, the little old man who has a little hope has no choice but to leave the island under the impetus of this possibility and come to heal Gong Jiu's body.

For him, medicine is also an academic discipline, which is another reserve besides perfecting martial arts.

And it's okay if he doesn't come.Ye Qing is waiting here, just waiting for a probability.Originally, Gong Jiu died at the hands of Lu Xiaofeng, and he was never seen being hunted down by the island, so it can be seen that for the little old man, no one is irreplaceable.

After Ye Qing left the Taiping Palace, he stopped paying attention to the news in the Palace.She came through the night, her figure ethereal and spirited, as if a puff of smoke was about to move towards the stronghold of the Black Tiger Hall... until the figure of an elderly woman walking alone lay across her and continued to move towards her. on the road ahead.

Ye Qing's body changed from extreme movement to extreme stillness, a smile appeared on her lips, she tilted her head slightly and said, "Grandma Xiong?"

Surprise flashed in the old man's eyes. Her hunched back and old face all spoke of the embarrassment of this woman who was going out to sell chestnuts before dawn.There are so many people in this world who can't appreciate the splendor and variety of martial arts at all. The pressure of life is on their heads, and all their energy has been taken away...

"Girl, do you want to buy chestnuts?" The old man smiled apologetically, "Sweet fried chestnuts with sugar, just out of the pot, they are still hot!"

Ye Qing suddenly laughed, she was a little surprised and a little relieved.The previous duel didn't get the result I wanted. Is this one a small gift after dinner for me?Thinking of this, she slowly drew out her sword.

Her movement of drawing the sword is extremely slow, so slow that it doesn't seem like the speed that a decisive Jianghu person should have. Even a novice who has just come out of the martial arts knows that there should be no such hesitation.But the old man seemed to be surrounded by the coldest water. She had never felt such pressure before. She could hardly imagine that someone could give her such pressure. This was completely different from all the scenes she expected ...

She was in a daze, screamed strangely, turned around and wanted to run away!

Ye Qing finally unleashed his sword!

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Lu Xiaofeng was sitting around the dining table melancholy. He was originally a carefree little phoenix who could eat wherever he went, but now... in front of him was the four dishes and one soup carefully prepared by Master Bitter Gourd—— The dishes are small cabbages planted by the master himself, and the eggs are the old hens that he raised little by little to give birth to local eggs. into his nostrils, but he could only sigh, without even the slightest intention to pick up the chopsticks.

Master Bitter Gourd has no choice, he has tried his best, but some people, he himself did not come to eat... He brought a stomach full of sorrow, a head full of sadness and loss, leaving no room for food .

"Have you ever heard of someone whose left eye was injured recently?" Lu Xiaofeng asked thoughtfully.

Bitter Gourd Master said "Amitabha", shook his head and said, "Quick-legged Zhang San was pecked blind by the eagle hand Lian Ping... But he is obviously not the person you are looking for."

Lu Xiaofeng had never heard of these two people's names before, he raised his voice and sighed: "It's not at that level... It's much higher... It's at the level of seniors... Have you ever heard of someone who started to live in seclusion recently, The kind that no longer sees people easily..."

Master Bitter Gourd shook his head.Although he is here to provide a place for many celebrities in the world to communicate, not everyone will come under his invitation. Everyone will have their own affairs, and he will invite others with a letter of apology. .

Lu Xiaofeng had no choice but to give up.He didn't feel disappointed if he didn't find the news. He didn't expect to find the "tail" easily. What he's doing now, in fact, should be said to be "striking the grass to scare the snake".In the case of nothing, this way of provoking the enemy will often get the most effective response in the fastest speed... that is, his own personal safety is not guaranteed.

It was the first time that Lu Xiaofeng didn't eat the long-awaited vegetarian meal. He turned around and threw himself into the howling cold wind. He was filled with indescribable loneliness and depression. He looked up at the moon for a while. After a while, he smirked a few times, not like a master of going out and about, but like a sad person who has fallen in lovesickness.

He walked for a while, then stopped, didn't care about anything, just sat down on a stone by the side of the road, and said faintly, "Oh, why did things develop like this?"

"Lu Xiaofeng, Lu Xiaofeng," he said angrily, "Why did you take such a 'case'?"

Someone beside him sighed: "Yes, it's fine if you want to get involved, but why do you want to help that woman?"

Lu Xiaofeng jumped up all of a sudden, he seemed to be in a state of surprise recently, a suitable smile quickly formed on his face, as if he wanted to use the expression of "everything is expected" Concealing his surprise: "...So it was you, have you come to look for me again?"

Hei Ying couldn't tell whether his expression was a disguise, he looked at Lu Xiaofeng carefully, and then said: "You are looking for people with injured left eyes all over the world, if we don't respond, I'm afraid it will be a few days later , there is no way to continue to hide.”

Lu Xiaofeng raised the corners of his lips and said, "It seems that 'he' has a very high status, and his every move will attract the attention of many people."

The black shadow is Zhong Wugu who doesn't mind Lu Xiaofeng realizing this at all, his eyes are dull, and his tone is not mixed with emotion: "So what if you know, anyway, you won't live until tomorrow, and you still have to care about so much What are you doing?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "I always want to let myself have hope. If I can get news from you, once I survive, it will save me all the effort in the future."

Speaking of this, his tone suddenly added a touch of painful sweetness: "I know that she may not have high expectations of me, but I always think that if I do this matter quickly and well, , will she pay more attention to me?"

Zhong Wugu's body suddenly trembled greatly under Lu Xiaofeng's statement, and his voice was as hoarse as an orphaned old crow: "...you still have such shameless delusions about that dead girl, facing the other Killing brother and father, you can still have such thoughts, what did that bitch do to you, did she seduce you with her body?"

Lu Xiaofeng was startled suddenly, a ray of fire was born in his heart, it was the flame of anger, he was no longer depressed, he stood up slowly, his eyes were as cold as a goshawk, at this moment Lu Xiaofeng revealed that he was a man of the world. He calmly said: "No matter what kind of relationship you have with her, Senior Zhong, don't forget that she defeated you by relying on her own strength, and also defeated you with her own sword." Another person was injured, so... please be careful with your words!"

At the end, his body also gave off a chilling aura. Zhong Wugu was actually suppressed by the reborn Lu Xiaofeng and couldn't move. He seemed to be filled with countless resentments. Under such strong pressure, he was not regretful. , but broke out, he said angrily: "Could it be that I said something wrong?! Fang Yufei is her elder brother, killing her brother is a crime, and I am his father. If she kills me, it is patricide. People who commit heinous crimes and violate ethics will one day fall into the [-]th floor of hell, and they will never be reborn—”

Lu Xiaofeng's mind was clearer than ever before, he seemed to have lost his emotions, his chest was throbbing with endless emotions, but his brain was spinning rapidly, he asked indifferently: "You... What have you done?"

Zhong Wugu fell silent.He also seemed to feel that he couldn't say what he said next... Would he really feel that way?

Of course he didn't feel that way, he thought of Lu Xiaofeng's subtle feelings for that damned girl, he suddenly laughed strangely: "What did we do... just sold her into the Spring Wind Pavilion... ...Chunfeng Pavilion, that is, the brothel you don't mind going to on weekdays... How many confidante friends have you had in such a place? Why, it doesn't matter to other people's women, but you can't stand it when it's your turn? "

Lu Xiaofeng took a deep breath, lowered his head, looked at his hand with a blurred gaze, he didn't speak any more, all he knew was that he was going to kill this person!Tonight, either he dies or he dies!There will be no other results!

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Ye Qing withdrew his sword.On the ground lay the body of an old woman.The face of the corpse was horrified, and the cold and shining sword seemed to be reflected in the lifeless and chaotic eyes... What a cold sword!What a fast sword!She inherited the sword dance of Grandma Gongsun of the Tang Dynasty, and she never thought that there would be such a magnificent and unparalleled sword energy in this world.

In vain, she usually boasted that her swordsmanship was peerless, but she never expected to encounter such a swordsmanship that shouldn't exist in the world today.At the last moment of her life, she thought of other people's praise for Sword Dance, and what flashed in her heart was incomparable remorse. What she regretted was not her own death, but the shame of her own pride and conceit in the past.Like a frog in a well suddenly shocked by the infinite sky, she finally realized how ignorant she was.

The long night still hasn't come out of the last touch of blackness, and the sky says it will be brighter, but there is only a shallow mark of fish belly white.Ye Qing was standing in front of the corpse, beside the brown sugar-fried chestnuts that had rolled to the ground, she stretched out her hand as if feeling something, a trace of cold water fell on her palm.

"Huh?" She was a little surprised: "It's going to rain at this time?"

But she quickly accepted.It doesn't matter if it rains, and it's more suitable for killing people when it rains.She didn't take another look at the dead body of Gongsun Lan who was disguised as "Grandma Xiong", turned around and continued walking lightly.It seemed that this shot was just a small pause.

The drizzle enveloped the world, and it silently waited for the never-ending killing.In this arena, as long as there is kindness, as long as there is hatred, as long as there is resentment, as long as there is hatred, how can it ever truly be peaceful?