This life of catching chickens [comprehensive martial arts]

you've changed!You were not like this before!Do you have other chickens out there!

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The ginger soup is still hot, but it has been spilled on the ground.

All the tables and chairs in the room were broken, and only two people stood opposite each other at both ends of the room.

Du Lingmeng sighed: "It seems that I still missed it."

Her thinking mode is still stuck in her previous life, she only thinks that this is a personality|dysfunctional person retaliating against the society, and completely forgets that this is the world of martial arts, and people can shrink easily.

Xiao Shui suddenly became taller again. Fortunately, his outer robe was already loose, so he didn't burst his shirt. Unexpectedly, he was not feminine, and he didn't wear red clothes.

He laughed and said: "Last time in the palace, I took the opportunity to check your pulse, knowing that you have no ability to fight back, so I arranged all this."

"You are indeed very vigilant. Even if the poison I poured into the soup is colorless and tasteless, you are aware of it. However, you will soon find that if you really drink this poison, you will be relieved."

Du Lingmeng said: "Your lightness kung fu is not bad, but you can't catch up with me no matter what. I stay here just waiting for someone to kidnap you."

The flower picker sneered, "This is another wrong decision you made."

As soon as he finished speaking, Du Lingmeng only felt a sting in his eyes, and then tears came down, everything in front of his eyes became blurred, and he saw the flower picker walking slowly in the water.

He said leisurely: "This bowl of highly poisonous ginger soup is just a cover-up. When you came out, I used the sad crisp breeze."

Du Lingmeng coughed loudly, sat down against the wall, took out a row of needles from his sleeve, and quickly pricked a few acupuncture points to refresh himself and stop tears, but he still lost half of his strength, and his limbs couldn't move.

She stopped coughing at this moment, "You just used this Western Xia poison | medicine, and then acupointed the Ya acupoint, so that they are silent and let you dispose of them?"

The flower picker squatted down in front of her, and said in surprise: "You know the sad breeze, it seems that you still have some vision."

Du Lingmeng smiled helplessly.

She was actually deceived by the things that boss Li Qiushui tossed out.

The flower picker couldn't help but said, "It's about time, what are you laughing at?"

Du Lingmeng said: "I learned from a person. When dying, it is better to laugh than to cry. From the bottom of my heart, I hope that I will look good when I die."

The flower picker stared at her coldly for a while, and then smiled: "You, a woman who runs around, are actually fairer than those who are bored in the boudoir. The tulips are more suitable for you."

He had already begun to suppress her spirits. In the previous three cases, this man also appreciated the girl's crying in the same way.

He enjoys this moment the most.

Sure enough, Du Lingmeng didn't smile anymore, but rolled his eyes.

"You are an inhumane pervert|pervert, you actually imitate Chu Liuxiang and Wang Lianhua, not to mention tarnishing Tulip for nothing, and you want to be in the women's clothing circle when you grow up like this?"

She thought of the cute little girl she thought a few days ago, and took care of her, but she turned out to be a murderous pervert, so she was so disgusted that she wanted to disinfect her.

The flower picker was not provoked, but laughed loudly: "Who did you hear that I can't be humane?"

Du Lingmeng was taken aback.

The flower picker was delighted by her expression: "Women are the most disgusting and filthy existences in the world. They act delicate and weak, but they don't know how to be dissolute in their hearts. I feel disgusted when I meet them. As long as Just ruin their reputation."

This person is wearing women's clothing and speaking misogynistic words, the picture is very weird.

Du Lingmeng couldn't help asking: "Have you ever been hurt by a woman, or because you like men and hate yourself for not being a woman?"

The flower picker was not angered by her, but said: "You are dying, since you found the precious book of pity for me, I will let you go on your way clearly."

"I didn't intend to kill, but they touched me."

Du Lingmeng sighed: "Just because you touched you, you are going to kill them?"

"So, it is for this reason that I am going to die?"

The flower picker sneered, stopped talking nonsense with her, and slowly drew his knife out of its sheath.

But Du Lingmeng looked behind him, his face was full of joy and admiration.

五

Lu Xiaofeng entered the tavern.

There was a beautiful lady on the stage who was telling the story of Chu Liuxiang fighting the jellyfish Yinji in Shenshui Palace.

He looked around and saw Du Lingmeng sitting opposite a man, both of them were looking at the stage.

The man looked quite old, his temples were sporadically gray, his face was handsome, and there was a relaxed and lively smile between his brows and eyes.

Lu Xiaofeng walked over and sat down on her left.

Before Du Lingmeng noticed him, the man had already looked at him, covered his lips and coughed twice, then smiled and said: "Lu Xiaofeng? I often hear Xiao Qi talking about you."

These old seniors all called her that, Lu Xiaofeng was used to it, the pronunciation was the same, but he didn't know which word it was.

Lu Xiaofeng nodded.

Du Lingmeng then turned around, poured him a glass of wine, and introduced him casually: "This is my father."

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't sit still.

The man shook his head helplessly: "You're talking nonsense again."

Du Lingmeng burst out laughing, cleared his throat, and said to him: "I told you, my childhood hero, Li Xunhuan, thanks to him, I saved my life this time."

Lu Xiaofeng subconsciously thanked Du Lingmeng.

Li Xun Huan listened and looked up at him a few more times.

Du Lingmeng didn't think anything was wrong at all, objecting just became interested in the topic: "How does senior know I'm there?"

Li Xun Huan said: "I met Senior Wang on the way."

Wang Lianhua had already found out before her. No wonder the sand on the paper bag was fresh. The flower picker also said that he was grateful to her for helping to find it. It turned out that everything was under the control of this boss.

At this moment, the table was full of dishes, Du Lingmeng waved to the stage, the lady saw it, jumped down, walked towards them, and sat down on another stool.

Among them, the natural introduction and greetings are not mentioned.

Lu Xiaofeng was ironing the dishes for her, when she pulled the stool closer and sat down against the table, her chest and the edge of the table made no gap at all, her hands were in circles, as if she was protecting something.

Sun Xiaohong smiled and said, "Oh, you brought it too?"

Du Lingmeng nodded, and Lu Xiaofeng felt even more strange, seeing a chubby chick poking out of her sleeve, rubbing against her fingers, and being fed a few grains of rice by Du Lingmeng, making a soft "chichi" the sound of.

Du Lingmeng noticed his gaze and said with a smile: "Lu Xiaoji, I found your younger brother Lu Xiaohuang, are you happy?"

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't be happy.

He stared at the yellow pompom, as if he had a premonition of a natural crisis. The little guy was trembling, and he burrowed into her arms. His claws scrambled on the doctor's chest, fell down on the slope, and rolled back to the table. .

Both girls at the table were amused by it.

They thought it was cute, but Lu Xiaofeng didn't think it was funny at all.

He couldn't help catching the tumbling fur ball with one hand, and looked at her strangely: "Why do you suddenly want to raise chickens?"

Du Lingmeng sighed: "You saw it the day before yesterday, but now its whole family has been killed by the flower pickers, and only one of ten brothers and sisters is left, don't you think it is pitiful?"

It turned out to be the flock of chickens raised by Xiaoshui's family.

Lu Xiaofeng saw her staring at the struggling furry in his hand, so he returned it.

"So, the flower picker used poison?"

Du Lingmeng nodded, since the table was full of acquaintances, people in Jianghu have few rules, so he said to him in detail: "I found something on the flower picker, so I confirmed his identity."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Sorrowful breeze? I've heard about it."

Du Lingmeng shook his head: "It's Tianyi Shenshui."

Lu Xiaofeng was startled.

Du Lingmeng sighed: "Now that he is restrained, with Senior Wang taking action, everything will be clear."

"Someone gave him the clues of "The Treasure of Lianhua". He searched all the way to Yangcheng, and finally confirmed that Xiaoshui's father was a member of the Money Gang back then, and he was also responsible for disposing of Long Xiaoyun's body, so this book The book must be in his house, so he killed the real Xiao Shui and replaced it, and slowly poisoned it, so that Xiao Shui's father could tell where "The Treasure of Lianhua" was hidden before his death."

When talking about Long Xiaoyun, Li Xunhuan silently drank a glass of wine.

"Because Xiaoshui has a sister who gets along with him day and night, in case he is found to be wrong, he went to the Tang family in the city to do work, and the case was done in order to repay the informant who told him the news. He happened to meet Wang Pushe's son When he came here, the informant took this opportunity to ask the people placed next to Wang Lianhua to 'capture' him and dedicate him to Wang Lianhua, thus infiltrating the investigators."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "So, the flower picker was also ordered by someone?"

Du Lingmeng nodded: "He can't name this person, because he has never seen this person's face."

Lu Xiaofeng frowned.

Du Lingmeng continued: "He once poured Tianyi Shenshui into the ginger soup he gave me. I took the bowl at the time only guessing that it was poisonous, but after I caught him and searched out the bottle, I realized that he was from the Shenshui Palace back then. Descendants."

"According to what he said, the instructions given to him by the behind-the-scenes master just happened to be in his arms. "The Treasure of Lianhua" is the icing on the cake. The reason why he picked these three women, and even used tulips, was to lure Chu Liuxiang. "

Lu Xiaofeng was surprised: "Chu Liuxiang is still alive?"

He began to recall the content of the scriptures he listened to when he was a child, and calculated: "If he is still alive, he must be more than 70 to [-] years old."

Li Xun Huan suddenly coughed.

The doctor said helplessly: "I have advised you to drink less."

She seemed to have thought of something, and laughed fiercely again: "I heard from Senior Wang that Ah Fei is coming back soon, and you will have to fulfill the agreement when the time comes. By that day, Xiaohong and I have no idea how much wine you want to eat." Stop you."

Li Xunhuan was a little embarrassed for a while.

But Sun Xiaohong was very generous, and instead teased her: "I said that I will have a wedding for three years, why are you so anxious, do you want to get married too? I think A Fei is pretty good, and it happens that I can lend you my wedding hall."

六

"...She always calls others by their first and last names."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Tell me, has she changed a lot?"

Hua Manlou said helplessly: "No one knows what the last name of Flying Swordsman is. Her name is A Fei, which is very common."

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head: "She knows them so well, how could she not know?"

Hua Manlou sighed: "I don't want to say anything now, because I only smell a pungent sour smell."

Lu Xiaofeng almost jumped up: "You mean I'm jealous?!"

Hua Manlou said: "Don't you think that you have mentioned her a lot more recently?"

"Have you ever thought about why you care so much about her recently?"

"It must be because you realize that something has changed between you."

Lu Xiaofeng's face showed shock, and he spoke after a long time, his tone full of surprise, "So that's how it is."

Huamanlou was already smiling.

Lu Xiaofeng said: "So she likes me."

Hua Manlou: "..."

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The author has something to say: In fact, the chicken is the one on the cover [Hey]