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Volume 12: Heroes Mingfeizhen 2
After speaking, he stopped immediately, not only asking half a sentence out of etiquette, but was shocked by the bearing of the person in front of him.
The juvenile's stature is very high, almost only slightly shorter than the tall Hua Feihua, a difference that can almost be ignored when standing together. It's just that no matter its slender hands and feet, the shriveled chest is almost directly associated with the word 'chest cavity', like a pale face that has endured hunger for a long time, forming a strange drawing.
The blood on the ground was still dry.
Being punched—or not even punching, Hua Feihua couldn't capture the moment when he shot, and the old storyteller smashed his head with blood dripping all over the floor, and even his mouth was smashed into rotten flesh by indescribable violence. Can't tell which is plasma and which is belly.
With his thin and weak appearance, he never imagined that in such a shaky body, there would be such a powerful force that could instantly create such an Asura Field.
He looks very young.
It can be seen at a glance. Not only is the facial features that have not been fully developed, there is a hint of juvenile childishness, no matter how tall he is, he still looks like four or five years old. More direct evidence is the pair of eyes.
Those were the eyes of a young man.
Even Hua Feihua felt a little weird. All the impulsiveness, enthusiasm, flying, and rebelliousness of young people can't be seen in these eyes. But Hua Feihua intuitively believed that the soul under this body belonged to a teenager.
Perhaps it is in the eyes, that can occasionally be seen in the chaos, the frost like stars, seems to be the only bright sign in the silent night, making Hua Feihua seem to see what he has seen on this river and lake. , many children who grew up in misery. Therefore, it is determined that his age does not contradict his apparent age.
But seeing this doesn't make Hua Feihua feel calm.
Young is not unusual.
It is not uncommon for thirteen or fourteen-year-olds to debut in today's Jianghu. Not to mention those who have a name and a surname that people can remember, that is, Hua Qing himself, why not + started to be a gentleman on the beam at the age of four, and has never returned since then.
What makes people speechless is still the terrifying martial arts.
To be able to practice such a martial art at this age is the most difficult thing to teach people to calm down. If this child is not from a top martial arts family, or he is a direct disciple of several masters in the world, he will never be ordinary.
Hua Feihua has a knight's dream.
The knight he longed for was probably like this.
With a unique martial art, he was born a prodigy in martial arts. He was spotted by strange people in the martial arts, and was selected as a closed-door disciple to teach him a good martial arts. After finishing down the mountain, white clothes will win over snow, coming and going like the wind.
Lu Jianbu pulled out his sword, and the plum blossom was buried in the bones of the swordsman. When things are done, the clothes are gone, and the merit and fame are deeply hidden.
Looking at him, it was as if he saw his dream come true in someone.
Seeing how he raised his hand to eliminate the traitor, his calm and calm attitude would have been the appearance of a young boy if it wasn't for the fact that he was still holding half a roasted chicken leg in his hand.
Another reason why Hua Feihua could not continue to ask out loud is also here.
This young warrior with high martial arts skills is also too good to eat.
After the young man raised his hand to kill, he did not ask whether the only moving object on the scene was a flower or a flower, nor did he pay attention to the comatose passengers in the cabin.
Guzi ran to the stern kitchen and brought ten catties of beef in sauce, dozens of biscuits and two jars of old wine. By the way, the chef also brought back the rest of the dishes. However, I don't dislike cold wine and cold dishes, and I don't use chopsticks to make excuses. Hua Feihua was stunned and even a little hungry when he saw that Tang Sect's poisonous life was about to end soon.
Noticing the look in Hua Feihua's eyes, the boy who called himself 'Ming Feizhen' pouted at him.
"I'll eat it up, you can do whatever you want."
The tone is flat, but the content is focused on one word.
Finally, I said a word to him, Hua Feihua came back to his senses,
"Young Xia Lu saw the injustice and helped me, my surname is Hua. However, I was poisoned in the lower body, and I will die soon. There is one thing I have to entrust to the young man and suddenly raised his hand. From the start, a large mouthful of blood was sprayed on the board of the ship. The blood spurted out with a sound of hitting the ground was bright red and bright, but it had a stench, and people wanted to vomit.
Hua Feihua was dazed and didn't know what day and night it was, and subconsciously touched the ground and caught the hidden weapon that knocked out his half-life just now.
It was a chicken bone.
"Damn you little bastard!! Throw this thing at me!!" The words were unexpectedly loud, and the tingling that had been entangled in the whole body gradually disappeared at the same time. Looking at the blood on the ground again, I realized that the boy just now was helping him detoxify himself.
A chicken bone actually made him walk around in front of the gate of hell, Hua Feihua was amazed, and he was glad that he had saved his life.
"Thank you for your great wishes and great virtue, Hua Feihua is unforgettable."
Hua Feihua took three steps and took two steps, kowtow and thanked him.
"I don't know Engong Gao's surname and name. If you can tell the villain, the villain will definitely set up a position of immortality after returning home, and worship three pillars of fragrance every day to repay his great virtue. Thank you Dade. This whole boat is also poisoned with the same poison as the villain. If Engong can help again, they will be as grateful as the villain. These words are not purely for gratitude.
Don't look at the fact that Hua Fei Hua martial arts is really not very good, but walking around the world for 20 or 20 years can be said to be full of Hua Hua intestines. He didn't know the origin of this young man, and whether he was an enemy or an internal strife with this group of people. I don't even know how he treats himself. But since he detoxified himself, he should not kill himself for the time being. These words are just listening. In the end, he asked for help, but because he was worried that the girl of the Su family would be poisoned, he couldn't help but talk more.
Who knew that the young man would not accept the move at all.
It's time to eat, drink and drink, and a large table is generally cleaned up. There are still a few plates of stir-fried vegetables and roasted chicken left, which seems to be an after-dinner activity or something.
"That Engong" Hua Feihua was cautious, walking on thin ice.
At this time, the boy seemed to finally hear Hua Feihua's voice, looked up at him, and said something.
"Who are you
It's not easy to say for a while.
But after all, everyone was poisoned, and the matter could not be delayed. Hua Fei Hua Huo hurriedly introduced himself. It was nothing more than a family living in the city of Suzhou with a house and a farm life.
"Who is your mother!" The boy kicked Hua Feihua against the wall with one kick. If it hadn't been deliberately controlled, it would have almost wiped out a blood spot when it fell.
"Talk about the point.
Hua Feihua got up, F wiped his nosebleed and hurriedly begged him to teach someone.
"Okay, I understand, bring it here.
Volume 12: Heroes Mingfeizhen 3
The teenager wiped his mouth with his sleeve and stretched out a hand towards Hua Feihua.
"Ah? Well, there is no antidote on the villain. It is said that it is the secret medicine of the Tang Sect. The villain only has some secret medicines and ordinary antidote things on his body. He can't solve the Tang Sect. Hua Feihua is also a smart person. , turned his head, revealing a look of disgust and betrayal. For a moment, he felt that the tall image that the young man had just established in his heart was shaken.
Before he could righteously spray this disappointed young Yingxia with saliva, he was slapped over by him, making himself dizzy.
"What are you talking about, who cares what you want?"
Hua Feihua was dazed: "Then what do you want?"
The young man looked at him, and his eyes were like flowers that he knew, no different from when his master looked at the silly son of Aunt Wang's next door.
The boy put his index finger and thumb together, rubbed it back and forth three times, and said lightly. "Qian" Qian Huafeihua's mouth opened wider and wider, and finally turned into a roar.
"You actually want money!?"