Old Monster [Touhou Undefeated colleagues]

The closer it was, the more frightened the two members of the Changjiao Gang became.The old man and other disciples who were waiting at a distance were also in a state of anxiety and were extremely worried.The rivers and lakes are dangerous, no one in the world knows, they know in their hearts how they usually behave, and at this time they inevitably feel a little guilty.

Suddenly someone shouted: "Master, these people seem to have been acupunctured."

The old man of the Changjiao gang felt a big stone in his heart, and hurriedly led his men over.The torch shined on it, but there were seven men in black standing on the mountain path.Everyone's face was covered with a black scarf, and their exposed eyes revealed deep fear.

One of the two young men wanted to stretch out his hand to pull the man in black's facecloth, but the old man hurriedly said: "Don't move, this matter has nothing to do with us... I'm a low-level martial artist, and I don't want to get involved in other people's grievances. Don't blame us. We Let's go!" He said earnestly, but he regretted it greatly in his heart, he had nothing to report to his family just now, and now he is fine... Sigh!

Linghu Chong descended from Mount Hua and went straight to the county seat.

He entered a rich family's house at night, pulled up the big landlord who was dreaming of buying an official and becoming a nobleman on the bed, and threw him on the ground.

The big landlord was lying on the ground in a small coat, and shouted, "Hero, spare your life!"

How could Linghu Chong have the time to pay attention to him, he just packed the brocade quilt on the bed and the winter clothes in the closet into a big bag, carried it on his shoulders and left.As for the gold and silver jewelry, nothing was touched.He went straight to the kitchen of the rich family's house and bagged some dry food.

His journey was as fast as lightning, his movement was like flying smoke, and his speed was like a ghost. Even he himself felt that his martial arts were too terrifying.Compared with that mysterious master, this level of skill should be indistinguishable.

He carried, carried, carried, and carried a bunch of daily necessities and went straight to Huashan Siguo Cliff. When he passed by the mysterious men in black who had acupuncture points, he unscrambled their acupuncture points one by one, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. In the darkness, he faintly sent a voice transmission to them: "You all go back to the palace and report to your orders, just say that Linghu Chong will pay a visit soon..."

These men in black are the secret agents sent by the imperial palace, they have been following Linghu Chong and Dongfang Bubai.They knew that Linghu Chong and Dongfang Bubai were in Mount Hua, but they suddenly disappeared, so they couldn't help but search around Mount Hua, but they had already passed on the news.

After everyone released their acupoints, they were all limp on the ground.

Just now, it was only one or two hours, but it was as hard as one or two years for them.Along the way, they also had a general understanding of the depth of martial arts of Linghu Chong and Dongfang Bubai.Linghu Chong's martial arts are by no means so profound and terrifying...

Could it be that Huashan Feng Qingyang is still alive?Are you still in Huashan now?And they met him as soon as they entered Huashan?Linghu Chong got Feng Qingyang's advice again?Legend has it that Feng Qingyang knows a magical skill called the Nine Yin Manual...

They should also watch the night at Siguo Cliff, maybe they also fit Feng Qingyang's eyes!

Why is Linghu Chong's luck always so good?

Linghu Chong went straight to Siguo Cliff, waved to the friends from the rivers and lakes standing by the cave wall, and then jumped off the cliff...

Very neat and fast, without hesitation!

The white-faced man standing on the left side of the entrance of the cave wall said: "Sect Leader, I think we should go down the mountain."

"Really? Let's go, just in case he comes up again..." The boy was about to cry.

The others also silently agreed.

"Maybe we can go directly to the abbot of Shaolin Temple and ask him to uphold justice?"

"Justice?! You forgot what the head told you before? Forget it."

Several people sighed again.

Although the Kunlun School is not a famous school, it has survived the ups and downs in the rivers and lakes for hundreds of years.Kunlun Mountain is the legendary dwelling place of gods and immortals. In the past, there were such heroes as He Zudao, the three sages of Kunlun, and the Liangyi swordsmanship was once famous in the world, but... the Kunlun today is even worse than the Huashan School.

Huashan Qizong's lineage has been wiped out, but Jianzong still remains, isn't it?Their Kunlun faction was taken over by ghosts.There are hundreds of servants from the head of the house to the cleaning staff.When he died, there seemed to be no struggle or pain, but everyone, including the head, had no blood or scars on their bodies.If they hadn't gone to meet the young head of the ancestor's family back to Kunlun, they might not have escaped this disaster.

As a result, there were rumors that Kunlun was shrouded in a layer of ghosts, and people who entered the mountain would die.

There is no ghost in this matter!They will never believe it!This must be the work of the Jianghu vendetta!

Kunlun Mountain is far away from the Central Plains, so it has rarely been involved in the affairs of the Central Plains martial arts.The few of them are not familiar with any of the major sects in Jianghu, and they dare not rush to ask for help.

After much deliberation, he decided to go to Wudang Mountain to discuss with the head of Wudang, but he didn't want to encounter something inhumane between the imperial court and the head of Wudang as soon as he arrived in Wudang.

Several people took their luggage and walked down the mountain silently, all of them were disheartened.

"Hey, are you going down the mountain? It's okay to go down the mountain, there may be a fierce battle here soon!" A voice suddenly came from behind.

A few of them turned their heads suddenly, drew out their long swords one after another, and made a defensive posture.But who is behind?

In the panic, the torch in the young master's hand couldn't hold it, and fell to the ground. As soon as it touched the ground, someone snatched it from his hand.

Linghu Chong handed the torch to the young man, and said, "Looking at the way you walk with your swords, it seems to belong to the Kunlun school?"

The boy was dumbfounded and stammered, "He...he climbed up again!"

The red-faced man and the white-faced man took a step forward and stood in front of the young man, the swords lying in front of them trembled faintly.

"That's right, we are the Kunlun faction, why? Are you going to kill them all?!"

Linghu Chong was puzzled, so he had to hold the torch in his hand.

"I'm ordering Linghu Chong. I just ate your wine and meat without your consent. It's a little disrespectful. How can we people in the Jianghu care about this. I have never killed your Kunlun sect disciples. It's too strange to say to kill them all."

Several people exclaimed in shock: "You are Linghu Chong!"

"It's me... what's the matter, you guys? You need to report, so go." Linghu Chong said in his heart, now that the imperial court is offering a reward for arresting him and Dongfang Bubai, these people will naturally be able to receive the reward if they have his whereabouts.

But those few people rushed up and said one after another: "Young Xia Linghu, there are many rumors in the world that you are in danger, righteous and chivalrous, and the leader of both black and white ways. You shake your arms and the world responds—"

Linghu Chong hurriedly said: "Stop, stop! You have misunderstood the person! The one you are talking about is not me. I, Linghu Chong, am just an abandoned disciple of Huashan, a prodigal son of the rivers and lakes, and a wanted criminal by the court. I am not a black and white leader at all. That's too exaggerated! I still have something important to do, see you guys... hurry down the mountain!"

Several people hurriedly stopped him, and said one after another: "Young Xia Linghu, no no, Hero Linghu, if you don't care about this matter, no one in the world will care about my Kunlun faction. By then, Kunlun will no longer exist."

It was so easy for Linghu Chong to leave, and how could these few people be able to hold him back? Seeing these people's eagerness to speak and anxious expressions, he couldn't help but soften his heart, and said: "Then you go to the big houses on the side of Yunv Peak, I will wait for you there!"

After Linghu Chong finished speaking, he jumped with his sharp feet, and after a few ups and downs, he disappeared into the darkness.

Linghu Chong came to the main house of the Huashan School, knocked hard on every sleeper's room, and picked Cong Buqi up from the bed.

"You take Huashan disciples down the mountain quickly."

Cong Buqi's face was livid, and he said angrily: "Linghu Chong, it's time for you to go down the mountain in the middle of the night."

Linghu Chong said: "The murderer who killed the disciples of Huashan Qizong will come here in a few days. At that time, he may start killing again. The Huashan line cannot be broken! You can take your disciples to Wudang, Shaolin or Hengshan sect. That's fine, anyway, go fast!"

Cong Buqi stared at Linghu Chong, and suddenly said: "I think you are different."

"You can see it."

"You... what did you practice again?" Enough is enough, Linghu Chong is too much!How long is it going to stimulate people!

Linghu Chong sighed and said: "Of course it is the best martial art in the world."

Cong Buqi blurted out, "Sunflower Book!"

Linghu Chong smiled grimly at him: "You know too much..."

Cong Buqi asked Huashan disciples to pack their bags overnight, and with Linghu Chong's letter, they rushed to Wudang Mountain for exchange and study at night.