The frozen river had just opened, the cold wind was still biting, and the surrounding barren mountains and ridges were deserted. Meng Qi had no idea that he would really disturb people's dreams. ,
Sorry, sorry, I got carried away when I encountered a happy event. Meng Qi, who was always polite, said with a cupped hand.
At the same time, he was a little cold in his heart and could not be noticed by himself within a radius of two or three miles. Apart from the fact that he had no malice, the strength of the other party should not be underestimated. If he was not a master, he would have a secret method to hide his information.
An old man with gray hair walked out of the dense woods. He was wearing dirty clothes full of patches. He was holding a green bamboo stick as thick as a bowl. He had eight sacks on his shoulders. His eyebrows were thick and thick, and the corners of his eyes and forehead were full of wrinkles. But he doesn't look ferocious or old at all, and his eyes are as clear as a child's.
Meng Qi, the eight-bag elder of the Beggar Clan, took a breath quietly. He had some grievances with the Beggar Clan. They suddenly met each other at this time, and their appearance did not change. It was inevitable that he would have ups and downs of emotions.
Of course, if the other party is unrelenting, he will not be afraid. Soldiers will block him, and water will cover him. He has offended too many powerful people, and the beggar gang has to queue up to get a number.
The old beggar looked Meng Qi up and down: "Young and energetic, high-spirited, understandable, the old beggar is also here, huh?"
He suddenly paused and looked at Meng Qi suspiciously: But in front of Crazy Sword Su Meng and Young Master Su
When the young hero heard this title, Meng Qi replied thoughtfully: I am exactly the same, I don’t know who the senior is.
He doesn't seem to have any hostility toward himself
The old beggar coughed and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm. He did not have the grace of a strong man. He chuckled and said: The waves behind the river push the waves ahead. The new generation is better than the old ones. How can the old beggar dare to call himself a senior? He is just dozens of years older.
The eighth-generation elder of the Beggar Clan, he likes a dirty image and doesn't seem to care about his shortcomings. Meng Qi tried hard to recall the information about the six doors. He took a closer look at the old beggar and found that he was missing an ear. He immediately knew something about it, cupped his hands and said with a smile: It turns out to be Senior Diancun.
Ling Yue, the crazy beggar god, is a direct descendant of the Beggar Clan. He practices the true art of begging for the world. He has a bad temper and does not pay attention to etiquette, but he is brave and upright. They like to support the underachievers and never show mercy to the scum in the gang. It is precisely because of the existence of this group of heroes that the Beggar Gang has not been driven into the evil ways.
Seeing that Meng Qi recognized him, Ling Yue clicked his lower lip, seemingly satisfied: There is no need to worry about Jiangdong, human trafficking should be executed, and it would be an old beggar to bump into him. They will still be motivated by righteous indignation and take action. Hey, the founder of the Beggar Clan came from a humble background, and I begged when I was young. After having an unexpected encounter and achieving the Dharma, I made a great wish to let beggars all over the world watch and help each other, but inside the beggars. There are many criminals and scum, and it is better to kill them than to relieve them.
He didn't shy away from it. It is wrong to point out the ancestor directly.
Not to mention all, at least half of those who have hands and feet but are reduced to begging are not good people.
Sure enough, Meng Qi secretly praised the accuracy of the information and didn't care much about what Ling Yue said. There were more scum in the Beggar Clan than good people. It would be difficult to change the overall trend just by relying on a small number of chivalrous people who dare not violate the teachings of their ancestors. He said there was no need to worry. There must be many strong men from the Beggar Clan down there who wanted to take revenge. The best they could do was conceal it.
Fortunately, I never expected to be friendly with the Beggar Clan.
I don’t know that the seniors are resting here, and the juniors are disturbing me, so they are leaving now. Please forgive me. Meng Qi planned to leave right now.
Ling Yue nodded first and then suddenly said: "Wait a moment, there is something I want you to witness, Su Shaoxia."
Witness Meng Qi said doubtfully.
Ling Yue smiled and said: "The old beggar and Shi Tianqi from Shijiabao have known each other for many years. Their strength has always been equal. They have competed many times and won and lost each other. No one is convinced by the other. Now both of us have reached the point of passing the second level of the ladder. There is only one difference." The last step is to use the real life-and-death battle between each other to stimulate potential, break through obstacles, and become a master.
Although we have made a life and death contract, no matter who dies, the gang family will not cause trouble, but after all, the agreement was made in a hurry, and no respected person who is not from the Beggar Gang or Shijiabao can be found to witness the battle. The contract alone is not credible enough .
With Su Shaoxia, your current status and prestige in the world is no less than that of most masters. I happened to meet you. God is really helping me. I also ask Shaoxia to help me. It will be a duel here tonight.
Shijiabao was a famous place in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and Shi Tianqi was a martial arts tycoon. He mainly engaged in exchange business between the Northern Zhou Dynasty and the grasslands. He was inextricably linked to the aristocratic families and sects. A pair of judge pens were said to calibrate yin and yang, criticizing life and drawing death. , one of the most promising masters to become a master.
Although Meng Qi liked to join in the fun due to his temperament, he really lacked interest in the duel between two top players. Just when he was about to refuse, he suddenly heard Ling Yue's last words.
Now my status and reputation in the world are no less than those of most masters. Meng Qi was secretly happy in his heart. He couldn't help but raise his head and said slightly proudly: "It is my duty to be valued so much by my seniors."
As a righteous young hero with a great reputation, how could he not bear witness to other people’s life and death battles
Ling Yue laughed and gave a thumbs up: "You are indeed bold and worthy of the name of Crazy Sword."
When you say that, I want to regret it. Meng Qi's smile froze, and he immediately chatted with Ling Yue about his majestic past, such as running thousands of miles to ambush the golden tent masters who went south to plunder the grassland, such as going deep into the grassland to rescue the captured people. A few righteous young heroes, for example, offended the Cui family in Gezhou just for justice.
These things made Ling Yue smile happily. Before the battle of life and death, who wouldn't like to recall the glorious past.
Time passed, like water flowing, and the bright moon gradually appeared in the sky. Ling Yue frowned, soared up, sensed the surroundings, and muttered: Why hasn't Mr. Shi come yet? He has always kept his word.
Could it be that something happened to Senior Shi, or there was something else important? Meng Qi thought about it.
Ling Yue frowned: half an hour has passed. If he hasn't come yet in another half hour, the old beggar will come to ask.
He and Shi Tianqi forged a deep friendship through repeated encounters, otherwise they wouldn't be what they are today.
Meng Qi knew almost nothing about Shi Tianqi, and the Yuxu Divine Calculation had no way to start. Anyway, the Shijiabao matter had nothing to do with him, and he was not in a hurry, so he waited calmly with Ling Yue.
The cold moon began to set in the west, and Ling Yue could no longer sit still: Mr. Shi has always been known for keeping his promises. Even if something happens, he should inform the old beggar. Something must have happened. Mr. Su, please accompany the old beggar there. Shijiabao proved that he would attend the meeting in the future.
Meng Qi thought for a while and agreed.
Two streams of light passed through the clouds, like shooting stars, rushing towards Shijiabao in the north.
More than half an hour later, Meng Qi saw the Shijia Fort built in a dangerous place. It was a heavy building and covered with forbidden laws, just like a fortress.
At this time, there was a lot of noise below.
When Ling Yue and Meng Qi fell, only a few of the strong men in Shijiabao could react, while the rest were quite panicked, and the chaos was evident.
Shi Tianqi's son and daughter are both in their twenties. The man is stocky and strong with strong features. The daughter is dressed in purple and has a delicate appearance.
After they saw Ling Yue and Meng Qi, they hurriedly greeted them: Uncle Ling, my father, my father's soul lamp has gone out.
Ling Yue was shocked. He hurriedly calmed down and spoke slowly.
This was Shi Xiaoxiu, whose eyes were filled with tears. She did not forget to notice the stranger Meng Qi.
Ling Yue introduced: Crazy Sword Su Meng Su Shaoxia.
Crazy Sword Su Meng. For a moment, the masters of Shijiabao became quiet and seemed to be a little shocked. This is a person who is more famous in the world than Senior Ling Yueling.
Shi Xiaoxiu restrained her shock, bowed, and said with a tearful voice: Before nightfall, my father suddenly went out for some unknown reason without leaving a word. In the middle of the night, the second brother who was on duty at the ancestral hall found that my father's soul lamp had been extinguished. Please, please. Make the decision for Shijiabao
It must be an extremely important thing to make the Lord of Shijiabao go out in a hurry. Meng Qi frowned, it was nothing to do with him, and he was relatively calm. . .
: I finally finished Kavin, but it was half an hour late. I’m really sorry, and I’m in tears.
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