Master Huaiyuan is a Shaolin monk. He has always been calm and relaxed. Even if there is a big thing, he rarely sighs.
Hearing what he said, there was a sigh at the end. All the tycoons were heavy, and everyone thought about it. Among the tyrants in the Central Plains, the strongest in martial arts was Master Huaiyuan, although he is now over six years old. Ten days later, the skill became more and more pure, and even he couldn't fight Feng Beilin, so who else could do it
Lu Changqing, the head of the Huashan School, said: "There are many people in the Central Plains martial arts. In front of this national honor and disgrace festival, we don't need to talk about martial arts rules. We can embrace him. With his three heads and six arms, Feng Beilin, how can we resist my Central Plains martial arts. Thousands of people are attacking!"
Chu Tianhe said: "The words of the head of Lu are pretty good, but under the chaos of the scene, the opponent's superb magic, such as entering no man's land, can use martial arts freely. On the contrary, when the melee will become a group, we will have a lot of people. It is bound to be even more disadvantageous if you look forward and backward, and hold back and avoid each other. With the addition of Simon Nine Thousand, tomorrow’s battle will be determined, and everyone can only do their best."
The head of the Snow Mountain faction does not ask the heavens: "In my humble opinion, the soldiers are not expensive, but the two heroes of Huaiyuan, Huyitong Tiger Gang, Le Kongshitai and Xiao Chu will join forces to win the battle!"
Huaiyuan shook his head and said, "That's not necessarily. The only hope right now is to expect Ximen Jiuqian not to be there, so that the five of us can join forces to fight against Feng Beilin and we can win the battle."
When the voice fell, someone hurriedly came to report: "It's not good... The big thing is not good... There are more than 60 people from the Bashan Baoquan Gate and the Fifth Ancestor Gang of the Yellow River, all... all people will be killed..."
Hearing this, the group of heroes were shocked and shocked.
Liakong shouted: "How do they live and die, are they all like corpses on the ground?"
The man looked at the headless corpse on the ground, and was too scared to answer for a long while. After being urged by Kong several times, he said: "No... no... no... so, those... those... people are covered in purple... purple and black, they seem to be poisoned, both eyes... both eyes... two lines of blood and tears... It's blood and tears." He was trembling all over, and after a word, he was sweating profusely. He was short of breath and fainted.
After this person had finished speaking, Master Huaiyuan exclaimed "Ah", and everyone did not know why, so they cast inquiring glances at him.
Huaiyuan's eyes were full of horror, and his face was as white as paper.
Hu Yitong asked, "How can you see it?"
Huaiyuan was stunned for a while before he said: "The poisoned person bleeds in his eyes. This is the habitual method used by the "Poison Dragon" Ximen Jiuqian. This Ximen Jiuqian is a fascinating person, and the means of poisoning can not be prevented. At this point, a living person became a dead body in a blink of an eye, with the most overbearing poisonous skill. This person's skill is not under the blood demon Feng Beilin."
After listening to Huaiyuan's words, I think about the fact that he has not yet entered the war, and his own convenience has been damaged. From the Central Plains all the way to the north, hundreds of people have been damaged now. Everyone felt vaguely in their hearts that even though the Central Plains Wulin would not be annihilated by the entire army, most of them were afraid of returning to Middle-Earth.
At the moment, Qunhao hurried away, looked at the Bashan Leopard Boxing Gate and the more than sixty victims of the Yellow River Fifth Ancestor Gang, summoned people from other schools, properly contained the corpses of the three factions, and transported them out of the city for burial overnight. The leaders of the Central Plains martial arts and the leaders of various factions all went to the Xia Ke Shanzhuang all night to discuss the next day's challenge.
Many of these people died all of a sudden, and Xiao Ying felt sad.
He came out of the inn where the Bashan Leopard Boxing Gate and the Five Ancestors of the Yellow River had an accident. He was unhappy and wandered aimlessly in the street.
Taiyuan is very prosperous, the next day is Mid-Autumn Festival, the night market is brilliantly illuminated.
Xiao Ying was walking, and a young girl suddenly said softly: "Big Brother Xiao, is that you?"
Xiao Ying was taken aback, and when she turned to look, she saw that the other party was wearing a light green dress. His eyebrows were like crescent moon, and his eyes were like autumn water flowing. With a frown and a smile, she was gentle and graceful, and she was extremely soft. Su Wanqing.
Xiao Ying couldn't help but be surprised and happy when he met the old friend in another country, and blurted out: "Wanqing girl, it's you!"
Su Wanqing seemed to be more excited than him. With a slight movement of her brows, her eye sockets were red, her lips were open, she stopped talking, and she bowed her head Yingying before she could say a word.
Seeing her lowered her head to wipe her tears, Xiao Ying said anxiously, "Girl Wanqing, what's the matter with you, is there someone bullying you?"
Su Wanqing raised her head slightly and said, "No... No... Are you... Are you a fairy or a ghost?"
As soon as this statement came out, Xiao Ying couldn't help but be surprised, "What did you say?"
When Su Wanqing met Xiao Yingfang for the first time when he met at the self-guided Heshan Villa, it was a love at first sight. Outside Ziwei Cave, she followed the "Fu Lu Shou Xi" four stars back to Guihe Mountain Villa, but her heart was firmly tied to Xiao Ying, and she always or forgot about him.
Two years ago, I heard that Xiao Ying had fallen off the cliff. She was already broken to pieces. The bad news came. Even if she fainted, she knew that there was a gap between Yin and Yang after she woke up. She and Xiao Ying would never see each other again in this life. For several days, all day long. Wash your face with tears.
For more than a year after that, she seemed to lose her soul, depressed all day long, and her body became thinner.
Under the four stars of "Fu Lu Shou Xi", only Su Wanqing is the only seedling, who everyone treats like her baby. Seeing that half of her life had gone, I circled her every day, telling her some fairy stories in turn. It is said that good people go to heaven after death, become immortals, and go down to earth once every ten years. A good person like Xiao Ying must have gone to heaven. As long as she waited patiently, she could meet him in ten years.
Su Wanqing was half-believing at first. Later, I heard a lot of fairy stories, and there were stories of Lu Dongbin and others who cultivated the Taoism and became immortals as evidence.
But Xixing was dumbfounded, and one day he told her a story about ghosts and monsters, saying that after death, people will turn into ghosts. Ghosts drank Mengpo soup, crossed Naihe Bridge, the past, and nothing happened. Don't remember.
Su Wanqing immediately burst into tears when she heard it, and tremblingly said: "Then he... Then if he becomes... becomes..."
Xixing also felt frustrated and said in a hurry: "If a person becomes a ghost after death, he gave three years of time. During these three years, ghosts can wander around the world. Only after three years can they drink Menghuntang. Bridge."
He thought for a while, just as his four brothers were going to Taiyuan, and coaxed her: "But after mortals die, they all go to the north. We might as well go to the north to look for it, or we might bump into Xiao Ying's ghost! The years have passed, and the ghost has reborn in the world, so some people can remember the events of the previous life."
Su Wanqing believed that it was true, so she followed to Taiyuan.
At the beginning of Hua Deng, she went out to the street, hoping that Xiao Ying's ghost would appear before her eyes, but this was only a long-cherished wish in her heart. I thought that even if Xiao Ying had become a ghost and the world was so big, how could he meet him here? I also thought that he had better be an immortal in the sky, and waiting for him for thousands of years, he would be happy and happy, and it would be nothing for a mere ten years!
Unexpectedly, Xiao Ying's figure really appeared in front of her, and also talked to her. Compared with the elegant and elegant of the past, his whole person is more abundance and dignified, still adding a bit of manliness.
Seeing him with a look of surprise, she asked, "What did you say?" She couldn't tell whether the dream was real for a while, lest it was just a dream, and time passed by, so she couldn't help but raise her head to look at him infatuatedly, and said emotionally: "Big Brother Xiao, am I dreaming?"
Seeing her looking at herself affectionately, Xiao Ying couldn't help feeling dazed, looking at her with both eyes, and wanted to reach out to hold her slender hand, but she thought it was too abrupt, so she just said, "No. The dream is real!"
Su Wan's love and sorrow and joy were mixed, and tears flowed down again.
Xiao Ying stretched out her hand to wipe away her tears, she smiled, her cheeks flushed, and her head fell silent. At this moment, she felt like a flower in her heart, and wanted to say several times: "Big Brother Xiao, you are alive!" When the words reached her lips, she swallowed again.
The two did not say a few words, and walked a few streets in silence. Xiao Ying asked how she had been in the past two years? She also simply answered a few words, bowed her head and walked beside Xiao Ying, no longer speaking.
Xiao Ying didn't wait for her to ask questions, so she told her one by one what had happened in the past two years. She was particularly surprised when she heard Xiao Ying's situation after she fell off the cliff, showing a strange look in her eyes. When he talked about being stigmatized by someone as a prostitute, she just smiled slightly, it seemed that she trusted him so much that he would never do such a thing.
This matter is Li Wan'er, who also has a heart for it. He just talked about what happened before he fell, but Su Wanqing didn't face any shock. Obviously, she had asked others to tell the truth about those things before, and she knew them well without him.
Thinking of this, Su Wanqing is the only one who understands herself in the world. She couldn't help but feel grateful for her. He stretched out her hand and caught her smooth and tender hands, and said with affection, "Wanqing, thank you!"
Su Wanqing allowed him to hold hands and walk by his side, and only said in her heart that she had been infatuated with him over the past two years. He already knew that this touch was to hold hands and say thank you. Don't you know that a scholar dies for a confidant, and a woman is tolerant for a pleasing one. In Xiao Ying's heart, this incident had become the biggest shadow because no one trusted her. At this moment, he was relieved of her trust in him, and he naturally regarded her as a confidant.
Gradually, Su Wanqing's smile began to increase. Her face was a little pale, but now it looks like her muscles are radiant and bright. Under the soft night light, her graceful posture is more gentle and intoxicating.