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Peach Blossom Ferry, the west wind is strong. .
The peach blossoms are already gone, leaving only a piece of dead wood.
A middle-aged man standing in the wind and looking northward, a bitter hatred flashed in his eyes.
He is actually very young, but the sad wrinkles on his face and the white hair on the sideburns make him look very depressed.
He will never forget that fifteen years ago, that was the most joyful moment in his life, and it was also the most sad moment.
On the day of his wedding, his beloved was taken away.
"Li Qingshan!"
He couldn't help but chant the name in a low voice. The hatred made him shudder, and maybe there was deep fear. This is not cowardice, that demon! Demon star! It can make any brave and fearless person in the world feel scared, and it can also stop the crying of ignorant children.
Thinking of this, he touched a broken bone in his arms. It was one of his ribs. Now he was full of engraved spells. The fingers rubbed the bones. He clearly remembered the pattern of every rune on it, because he It was made by sacrificing seven ribs, and in the end it could only be used once.
This murderous bone is a secret of the clan. It requires the refiner to cut open his own skin and flesh, engrave the bones with runes, and then store it in the body for seven years. After it is taken out of the body, it needs to be sacrificed for seven years. , Is considered to be completed.
Condensing a burst of resentment into it, killing is invisible, as long as a finger is far away, the enemy can be cursed and killed, even if the enemy has peerless martial arts.
But this murderous bone is rarely refined. If it weren't for the deep hatred, who could have waited for 14 years for this cruel heart, and if it was focused on martial arts. Maybe ten years can get revenge.
But his current opponent, the big demon, could not be defeated by any martial arts, only with this murderous bone, there was a glimmer of hope.
That beautiful face appeared in my heart again, hatred overwhelmed fear, and said silently:
"It's been fifteen years, it's been a full fifteen years, I Wuhuan will definitely report this hatred of taking his wife!"
"Hey, that one over there. Can you go!"
A boatman in a dinghy was standing on the bow. He yelled at Wuhuan.
"Go, go!"
Wuhuan was taken aback. This roar contained innate true energy, which was as loud as thunder. The other party was actually an innate master. Could it be that I met a stranger who was reclusive in the rivers and lakes. Suppress all hatred and fear. Stepped forward and arched his hands.
"Congenital?" The boatman touched his beard and looked up and down Wuhuan.
"Um!"
"What is going north to do?"
"Want to join the World Club, how much does it cost to cross the river?"
"Haha. Come on, no money."
Wuhuan boarded the ferry and asked: "Xiongtai is also a member of the World Association?"
"of course?"
The boatman proudly said that the pole was at a point on the river bank, and the ferry flew towards the center of the river. At this time, just after the autumn flood, the river was turbulent, and a bamboo pole fell in the river, like a mainstay, showing an extraordinary martial arts.
"Xiongtai is so martial arts, why do you become a boatman here?"
"Of course it is to make money to support the family."
"Make money to support the family?" Wuhuan felt unbelievable, how could a natural master lack money.
"The prince and the meeting host said that it is the most shameful to get something for nothing. Don’t think that you know something about martial arts and you think you have something to support and support. The people in the world will come from the masses to the masses and use their own Martial arts serve the people!"
There were a few cheers in the cabin, which is worthy of the World Meeting, worthy of the Lord Xia!
"Haha, you are welcome, my father used to row a boat, but he can row a dozen back and forth at most a day. I just can do it a hundred times, which is considered to be a practice!"
Wuhuan lowered his eyes: "This demon will really buy people's hearts. You stupid man deserves to be driven to do such a low-level karma!"
The boatman looked at Wuhuan again: "Of course, anyone who wants to sneak into the north has to pass me first! Look, my brother, you are from the south. I heard that the reactionary forces there are extremely stubborn. ."
Wu Huan's heart jumped: "I am definitely not a reactionary force, but I admire the prince's fame, so I came to take effect!"
"That's good, but even if you are me, I'm not afraid. The prince said, all reactionaries are paper tigers. If they weren't kind to the master and didn't want to commit murder, they would have crushed all the shit family sects!"
"Yes Yes Yes."
Wu Huan nodded repeatedly and jumped off the boat as soon as he reached the opposite bank, hurriedly heading north, and could no longer listen to the flattery of those villains on the boat to the demon.
The boatman stood on the bow, staring coldly at his back.
A trader whispered: "Boss Zhao, that guy is a bit wrong! When we talk about the prince, he looks unnatural."
"Most of them are spies from the south. I see a lot of this kind of people. I'll report them later. Humph, let's see how big waves he can make!"
Wuhuan rushed all the way, thinking that he was in an enemy situation, regretting his gaffe. But quickly settled his mind, he never thought of being able to go back alive.
So I increased my vigilance even more, I only need to see the demon one side, one side is enough!
Although it is the first time to go to the north, there is no need to worry about losing the way. An avenue leads directly to the Peking City, which is the Pegasus City of the year.
The weather is cold, and the first snow will soon be ushered in, but the traffic on the road is still very lively. There are villages on the roadside from time to time, and several small cities are connected, which are much more prosperous than the middle area he has walked through.
And the number of masters is far greater than anywhere else, but most of these masters are not fresh-clothed angry horses, holding knives and sabers, and some are rushing to harvest with sickles. The cold light flashes, and the wheat falls in pieces. . Some took a hammer, smashed a huge boulder with a crash, and then used the stone to pave the road.
The sickle and hammer are not only made of fine iron, but also have spirituality, even if they are no less inferior to those legendary swords and knives.
A group of people rushed to tie up the wheat. The young man put down his scythe and said to the old man squatting on the edge of the ridge: "Okay, uncle, it's all cut!"
"After cutting, go back to the village for a drink."
"Drinking is for drinking, and money can't be less."
"It's indispensable that you are a big man. It's really good to practice martial arts. You cut it by yourself, faster than the people in our village combined!"
"Huh, of course, I'm known as a'wheat cutter' in the martial arts. When I was a model worker with a wind sickle, Gu Huizhu personally gave me all the wheat in a radius of a hundred miles."
"Hey, you're so promising. It's not worth your father to send you to the Youth Hall to learn martial arts."
"It has nothing to do with the old drunkard. I was clearly selected by Hall Master Lei himself. Hall Master Lei also used a knife back then."
"That is the grace of Lord Xia."
"Yeah. It's like a human word."
"You little bastard, if you don't overwhelm you today, I won't be your old uncle!"
The strong man put the hammer on his shoulders and wiped his sweat. Waved his hand: "Okay. Let's finish work! Let's continue tomorrow!" I took a look at today's progress. There was a burst of joy in my heart, and when the road was repaired, the town would be able to open to large cars.
He didn't start practicing martial arts only after the world was here. A set of hammering techniques has been passed down in the family, and it can be regarded as a small name in the north. But since you are famous, it is inevitable that someone will challenge you and want to step on you to become famous. So I practiced martial arts hard every day, so as not to fall into the prestige of the house.
However, in recent years, the world will issue laws that not only prohibit private fights, but also challenge duels are serious crimes. Lord Xia said: "People are inherently dead, or heavier than mountains, or as light as a feather. To benefit the people and fight against evil forces. Death is more important than mountains and rivers. It is as light as a feather to fight for fame and gain, or even a pig. To kill a pig can eat meat, and you have to pay a coffin if you die. "
So he finally got rid of the practice field and didn't have to stay at home and wait for someone to challenge him, and instead of using a hammer to smash people's brains, he preferred to smash rocks to build roads.
Wuhuan suddenly heard the strong wind behind him, and looked back, he couldn't help being shocked!
A few young people chased them, wearing the same black attire, and wearing golden step cloud boots. They had the momentum to defend against the wind, and they used the superb light power of the Shenfeng School.
"Oops, I must have shown my feet at the pier, and the world will send someone to chase after me!"
Wuhuan believes that martial arts are superior to these young people, but their light skills make him unafraid. Once he gets entangled here, he will inevitably attract more masters. So I got infuriated and speeded up.
"The old boy in front seems to want to compare with our brothers."
"Comparation, who is afraid of whom!"
Several young people glanced at each other, speeding up, and catching up.
Wuhuan was not good at light work. He ran for hundreds of miles all the way. He was a little weak, but he could always get rid of those young people. He said in his heart: "If you run like this, you have to be exhausted! "
When I came to a deserted place, my heart was crossed, I got into the woods beside the avenue, stood still, adjusted my breathing, prepared for a battle, and cut off these tails completely!
"Come on, Li Qingshan's hounds!"
The young men stopped on the avenue, leaning on their knees and panting.
"This old boy runs so fast!"
"Brothers, are you still chasing after?"
"Fart, don't deliver the goods tonight, do you want to be deducted from your wages?"
"You deliver?"
Wuhuan walked out of the forest, his eyes widened. Only then did I understand why the business travelers on the road are so strange.
"Hey, buddy, good work! There are not many people who can ride our brothers on this road, but you are not a local at first glance. We are not a delivery person, we are a courier, and we are a courier!"
Wuhuan was speechless. He has heard too many new words today. In the past, there were such light-hearted characters in martial arts. Many of them were single-legged thieves and flower-picking thieves. I have never heard of any one that was specially given to people. Goods.
He watched a few young people go away in the sunset, not because his light work was not good, but because his heart was too tired.
"Huh, even if you are a big thief, you are free and comfortable, and it's better than being a slave who runs errands!"
Wuhuan walked slowly. When the sun was setting, passing a small village, feeling dry and dry, he speeded up his pace and walked over.
"Kill!"
He was about to find a place to get something to eat and drink, when the sound of killing suddenly sounded from behind the dirt wall in front of him, his loose nerves suddenly tightened.
"There is an ambush!" (To be continued...) R752
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