Xiao Ying was originally a kind-hearted person. Hearing this persuasion from the girl in the purple shirt, he sighed and said, "You are right. She was still young at the time, so she doesn't have to take this to heart. Everything is in the world. Fate, my fate should be like this, no wonder anyone else. It's just... but she is the daughter of the old thief Zhu Wen..."
The purple-shirted woman's face changed suddenly, and she yelled: "You...what did you say? How dare you... How dare you..." Then she shut up, bowed her head and said nothing.
Seeing her eyes full of anger, Xiao Ying was very angry. She thought that Zhu Wen was an emperor after all. Ordinary people didn’t know what the emperor was like. They thought he was a good person. Not surprisingly, he said: "Why? Zhu Wen has done evil things, his throne was also seized by conspiracy and tricks. He is a thief, and I call him an old thief, can't it?"
Zishan suddenly raised his head and said with a serious face: "No..." At first sight Xiao Ying looked resentful, and hurriedly changed her words: "It's none of my business if you scold him or not."
With a worried look on her face, she paused and said: "If you were to meet the little princess back then, what would you do to her?"
Xiao Ying said, "If she is the daughter of someone else, then that's all. She is Zhu Wen's daughter, but she is different. When she smashes her to death with a palm, it is impossible to say!" Clap.
The girl in the purple shirt jumped up in fright by him, with a look of horror on her face.
Xiao Ying saw that the expression in her eyes was full of fear, and smiled slightly: "You are self-willed and vicious, how can you worry about this little girl now?"
The purple-shirted woman said: "What am I worried about? Huh, I... She is a princess, can you afford to provoke her? You look very kind, but you are vicious in your heart. You are a smiling tiger!" , Bowed his head and said nothing, seemed thoughtful.
Xiao Ying narrowed her smile and said coldly: "Compared with your cruel and ruthless girl, Xiao is much inferior." Looking at the sky, he said, "You take care of yourself!" He turned and left.
The girl in purple shirt cried, "Where are you going?" Seeing Xiao Ying strode away, ignoring herself, she said again: "Hey, you risked your death to save me, isn't it just to get the antidote? You don't listen. If I say, I won't give you the antidote!"
While she was speaking, she stood up with her hands on the ground, Yingying stood there, and watched Xiao Ying go without looking back. She paused twice on the ground with her feet, but she couldn't eat pain before yelling again.
She felt really painful this time. She had expected Xiao Ying to turn back and look at her, but unexpectedly he would disappear in a blink of an eye. She couldn't help feeling a little sad, if she had lost something.
After a while, she coldly cursed herself: "A year later, the'Thousand Insects and Ten Thousand Insect Pills' become toxic. No matter how heroic you are, you have to come to me and ask for the antidote. Now you follow me. I will show up and see if I will give you an antidote!"
Looking at the weather, thinking about the martial arts convention to be held today, I hurriedly searched for the path and went straight to the city of Taiyuan. After not walking a few steps, I suddenly remembered that for convenience, no one even knew his own name or name, but where did he go to get the antidote? Secretly cursed: "Xiao Ying, you bastard, this time you are dead, you deserve it!"
However, Xiao Yingyuan also thought of asking a woman in purple shirts for an antidote, but when she thought about it, she was cruel and self-willed. When she spoke, she would definitely use the antidote as bait to make things difficult for herself. Wouldn't it be her own humiliation? Think about it again, if a person lives meaningfully, one year is enough, if he lives meaninglessly, what is the difference from a day of ants? Thinking about it in my mind, I was relieved.
When he came to the city, he was hungry. When he took out his pocket, there was a golden leaf in it. With a dreadful heart, he remembered that he met the little beggar in the city of Shouyang. There was a golden leaf on his body. I felt strange in my heart, I didn't think that this purple shirt girl also had golden leaves.
I didn't think much about it now, I found a noodle shop and ate some dim sum noodles. You could hear the sound of horseshoes outside the store, and wave after wave of martial arts characters passed by the door.
I suddenly heard someone say: "Everyone, hurry up, the competition is about to begin..."
"Yes, this is a once-in-a-lifetime event, everyone, don't miss the boss..."
Xiao Ying settled the money, rushed out of the shop, followed the horse team with light power, turned around, and reached a green flat on the edge of the West City. From a distance, the green flat seems to have a radius of two to three miles, surrounded by mountains and rivers on three sides, quiet and pleasant, but it is a good place to compete.
Suona horns sounded in the noisy sky, picking osmanthus flags, and waving in the wind. The colorful flags were all around, crowded, and a huge green flat was crowded with crowds. The ring was set up by the mountain in the east, and there were two long rows of tables and chairs on the left and right of the ring.
Xiao Ying saw that there were a few old trees on the edge of the green flat near the ring, standing among the crowds, although she was a middle-to-upper body figure, she was quite obstructive. Immediately shuttled along the crowd, riding on the crowd, took a leap, and climbed up to the ancient tree, squatting on the tree like a big bird, overlooking the people on the chairs on both sides of the ring.
I saw the king of Jin Li Cunxun sitting in the center of the row of wooden chairs on the left of the ring, behind which stood two burly men with a beard. , A man in his forties, with piercing eyes and no anger, he is considered a master of Shanxi martial arts; the man sitting on the right is also a middle-aged man with a narrow and long face and strong bones. He looks like an iron Bowl characters.
On the right side of the ring, there is Master Huaiyuan sitting in the center. On the left and right sides are seated the leader of the Emei faction, the leader of the beggar gang, the leader of the tiger, the "South Sword" Chutianhe, the "North Sword" Xiao Yang, the leader of the Huashan School, Lu Changqing, and Songshan. The head of the faction is Ping Wanli, the head of the Hengshan faction Yu Boyang, the head of the Hengshan faction Shan Xiaolan, the head of the Taishan faction resolutely, the head of the Diancang faction Zuo Zhanfeng, the Kongtong faction Ye Zifei, the head of the Tianshan faction Bai Sheng, The head of the Snow Mountain faction Mo Wentian, the head of the Kunlun faction Yang Yi, and the head of the Qingcheng faction Yu Qiji.
In the martial arts, dozens of leaders from various martial arts groups, who were slightly famous, sat in sequence. The leader of the small sect and the others crowded into the open space, stood and watched, and surrounded the huge lawn in front of the ring.
After half a cup of tea, I saw the rugged man on the left side of Jin Wang Li Cunxu stood up, clasped his fists and arched his hands. It is a great honour for our generation of Shanxi martial arts to gather together. Today we invite all the martial arts schools in the Central Plains to participate in the martial arts grand event and help Shanxi martial arts to raise their voices, and the land of Jin Kingdom will flourish. In Xia Qin Ding, on behalf of Shanxi martial arts, I would like to express my deep gratitude to all the heroes of the Central Plains for their arrival! At the same time, His Royal Highness Jin’s visit to the martial arts conference made this martial arts event even more icing on the cake..."
Xiao Ying looked at this Qin Ding with torch-like eyes, piercing and energetic, and he knew martial arts at a glance. Although he hadn’t heard of this person’s name, he was also a respected person in the Shanxi martial arts. Leader.
After giving a brief introduction to everyone present, Qin Ding said: "The traditional rules, our Shanxi martial arts leader, is the responsibility of local martial arts knights, and we will never allow outside martial arts to intervene. Perhaps everyone has heard about it. I want to take advantage of the martial arts conference to provoke trouble, hold my Shanxi martial arts in the palm of my hand, and take the opportunity to go south to conquer the Central Plains. I wait for the descendants of Yan and Huang, and will never allow the iron hoofs of the Fanbang foreigners to set foot on the land of Shanxi and Central Plains..."
He said impassionedly, and the Shanxi Wu Lin Qunhao who stood in the west was stunned, the sentiment was violent, and the voice was trembling. All of them raised their right hands and followed Qin Ding and shouted: "Swear to kill Hulu... Protect my homeland... Swear to kill Hulu. …Protect my homeland… ”
After the stunned drums were beaten, the competition officially began. According to the rules, young people under the age of 30 are only allowed to participate in the election of the "Shanxi Wulin Ten Outstanding Talents" and belong to the commander-in-chief of the league. Those over thirty years old can participate in the battle for the throne of the martial arts leader, and those who are skilled are among them. As a result, the event is divided into two groups to be played at the same time.
The young rookies are not good at the game due to their shallow martial arts skills, so not many people are onlookers. A large number of people just focused on the battle for the leader.
By midday, the game was coming to an end. Qin Ding defeated many masters in succession, and he would defend his title as the leader of the martial arts.
In Shanxi's martial arts, Zhao Ziyun and Lu Zhuoyi, who had the same reputation as Qin Ding, had long since been defeated. Now Lu Zhuoyi is fighting Qin Ding for the last time, swords and swords are on the stage, and the audience shouts loudly.
Lu Zhuoyi is the leader of the Shenlong Gang in Shanxi. He has a long and narrow face, strong bones, and a long sword flowing in his hands. It is the person who sits on the right side of Jin Wang Li Cunxu.
Qin Ding used a single blade weighing forty or fifty catties to make the tiger lively, and he looked very mighty.
Two of you come and go, one is light and the other is serious. After fighting for more than a hundred rounds, Lu Zhuoyi tried every means to avoid a heavy single-handed collision with Qin Ding, but Qin Ding still seemed to have inexhaustible strength. Not only did his subordinates not slow down, but the moves were fierce. Strict offense and defense, chopping and cutting, mighty as a tiger, defending and resisting the enemy, without dripping water.
The long sword in Lu Zhuoyi's hand suddenly moved from left to right, up and down, and his stature was unusually agile. It was because of his strange tricks that Qin Ding was as confident as a mountain without seeing the slightest failure.
When the fight reached the point, he heard a scream of "Ah", Lu Zhuoyi hit the knife in his right elbow and kicked his waist. The sword fell to the ground with a clang, and the man turned over and fell.
The Shanxi Wulin Tournament, which has been raging in the arena, was originally expected to be earth-shattering and combative, but in the end it was calm. A few people felt extremely grateful, while most people were disappointed. It's so boring.