"The punch known as the ghost warrior has become so weak. So I said, why do you want to run? In the end, aren't they all the same?"
Those eyes were like spears and halberds, and their eyes penetrated. If they were looking for a gap to attack, the man instantly let out a scream of tears and rolled on the ground for several weeks.
"I was wrong! I was wrong! I shouldn't have done that! Please forgive me, forgive me!"
The man couldn't even make a decent resistance and was defeated.
What this 'rout' refers to is death.
The man who killed a master with just his eyes stood in the forest, his deep eyes swept across the jungle, his eyes were full of indescribable power, but also deep sorrow.
"What are you doing... for doing such a thing?"
He naturally knew that the object of his question could no longer answer the question. This man was buried by his own hands only before the count of his breath.
He also knew the answer. The greed and cruelty of human nature, he had already seen and did not want to see it. He doesn't need someone to say it himself, he can restore the facts to a very precise level with just his imagination.
Just being rational and strong can never dispel the sadness in his heart.
The man suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, perhaps this was the only way for him to escape.
He roared loudly, shaking the forest.
"Go, find a place to drink. Anyone who stops me will kill!"
Although it was just a random sentence, the fierce light in his eyes taught people not to ignore it at all.
right now
Two figures flashed like lightning, one man and one woman.
The man was dressed in night clothes, and a cloth covered his face, so he couldn't see his face clearly. The female is tall and tall, and the height is staggering. Wearing a tight-fitting water jacket, the hot curves are fully revealed. Judging from the lightness of these two people, it can be said that they are the masters of the masters.
The man shouted loudly, "We're going to stop you, what do you say?"
The woman said, "Brother, I have something to tell you!"
Man, at this moment, confused.
Yu Feiyuan, the same age as Xiao Shiyi, Fang Ling was twenty-five years old.
As the head of the two sects of Emei and Wutong, it can be said that she is an unrivaled female master among the younger generation.
Moreover, it is still an unrivaled stubborn eye.
"Can you stop chasing me!!"
I shouted in exasperation, not forgetting to pretend to be hoarse.
"Let me see how you look!" She always had only this sentence.
The proof is that we have been chasing two days and one night in the woods (deducting one night in the water, otherwise it is two days and two nights).
I dodged and passed between two trees.
"Didn't I say I'm an old snitch? Get out of the way."
"I'm not going back."
Yu Feiyuan flew like a spring swallow, and also flashed over, stubbornly said: "I have an important person very similar to you. I think it is you."
I didn't know how to respond for a while.
Yu Feiyuan is a famous heroine in the south of the Yangtze River.
At the same time, she is also my daughter-in-law who has never been there.
"Brother Feizhen! Just wait for me!"
"I didn't say I didn't!"
Time to talk about this.
That's right, Yu Feiyuan and I are fiancées.
The marriage between me and Jade Girl should be the most formal of the messy marriage contracts around me (His Royal Highness Hong Zhuang, who was married by the emperor, Jing An who replaced the master's black pot). After all, the life of the parents and the words of the matchmaker are complete.
Back then, at the Golden Summit of Emei, my master met with people from all walks of life in the martial arts in southern Xinjiang. Because of his mischief in the Central Plains, he scolds and scolds the leaders of other sects, steals and steals other people's martial arts secrets, and messes with his wife, daughter, sister, sister, aunt, sister-in-law, third aunt, and sixth wife, the neighbor's aunt who waters flowers and grows vegetables. Fangfang of the dog is Xiaoqing who sells fish, so there are not many people willing to entertain him in the Central Plains Wulin.
Speaking of which, everyone should understand once again why I am not the head of Daluo Mountain, right? If these headless cases are investigated, even if my old face is covered with three layers of skin, it will not be enough to be scolded by others.
That year, I was only eight years old, and my master was still young.
On the top of Emei Gold, there are many children my age. Among them, the most held in the palm of the hand is naturally the granddaughter of the Jin Guandao family, the eldest lady of the Yu family, Yu Feiyuan Yu girl.
She was only five years old at the time, and she did not have the tendency to grow taller in the future. The whole person is small, she likes to wear pink clothes, pink makeup and jade carving, a little girl with almond eyes and peach cheeks, her cheeks are soft and tender, which is very endearing. She opened her mouth late, and she was five years old and could not say much. Always following behind me, only shouting 'not real brother, not real brother'.
I'm used to taking care of my auntie. I take this little girl with me wherever I go, and I've never felt anything wrong. But I don't know that it has fallen into the eyes of others...
At that time, Master met with important people in the southern martial arts forest. For half a month, the conversation was very lively, and the guests and hosts were very happy. Every night I stay at the Golden Summit of Emei, saying that I want to meet the world's major martial arts events, and I want my children to leave it alone.
But I don't believe it.
One night, I took Yuyatou, oh no, the trumpet Yuyatou for a walk, and took her little hand and ran quietly to the conference room (because she is a live key, and she has no obstacles in Emei). I gently opened the door of the conference room and heard a shout from inside.
"Tianhu!"
At that time, I already knew that Tianhu was a martial arts master, and I was still a little moved. Could it be that the master was discussing how to deal with the imperial court
The probe looks in.
I saw that the four people present were my master, Taoist Jinguan, the head of Emei at that time, the head of the Shangxian School, and the number one warrior in Southern Border (I forgot what it was called).
These four people looked dignified and gathered around a table. The four people and eight hands pushed and shoved. The fight was tight and extremely fierce. I took a deep breath, and with the idea of master and apprentice in the same heart, I stepped forward to see if there was anything I could help.
As I took a step forward, my face turned pale.
I saw four important people in the martial arts, surrounded by a table of the Eight Immortals, on the table, more than a hundred cards bounced down and danced in four hands, and they were shocked.
These four old men are actually playing mahjong!
The person who called just now was Tianhu, Tianhu! !
Annoyed, I wanted to turn around and leave.
I only heard Taoist Jinguan chuckling while pushing the card: "Counting this, Brother Ming, you have already lost all your capital."
My master said, "So what? If you gamble without losing,"