After learning from Li Luoqiu that the Xiao family also had a killer, Jun Changxiao gnawed his thumb and fell into deep thought.
Liyang City was attacked by killers. He had previously judged that there were the Bei family and the Xiao family, but after seeing the Bei family's badge, he ruled out the Xiao family for the time being.
Why
Because Jun Changxiao believes that this kind of obvious exposure of the identity of the Bei family can easily be thought of as framing.
At that time, during the martial arts competition, anyone with a normal mind would have guessed that they must have framed the performances of the senior members of the Xiao family and the descendants.
Jun Changxiao ruled out the Xiao family to avoid being deliberately used by those who want to, but now that he knows that there are killers in the Xiao family, he must think carefully.
"Suppose the killer is sent by the Xiao family."
"In order to get rid of the suspicion, they deliberately carried the Bei family badge, creating the illusion that someone blamed themselves?"
Nima.
If this is the case, you are playing psychological warfare!
"Or is it someone else who attacked the Bei family and the Xiao family on purpose?"
Jun Changxiao's mind is a little messed up, and it's not enough.
"call!"
He took a long breath and said, "Master Li, I will give you the first mission now."
Li Luoqiu listened.
Jun Changxiao thought about it for a while and said, "Send someone to Liyang City to monitor every move of the Bei family and the Xiao family, especially the elder of the Xiao family."
He didn't care whether it was psychological warfare or not, and if he targeted the suspected Xiao family, if it was really what they did, they would definitely show their feet.
"Only staring at people, not killing people?" Li Luoqiu said.
"Um."
"Understood."
Killing is a hassle, man-marking is easy.
Li Luoqiu handed over the matter to Poisonous Snake, who hurriedly returned to Drizzle Hall, selected a few gold-medal killers who were good at concealment, and then left the sect to go to Liyang City.
The role of Drizzle Hall has already been manifested.
"Head."
Li Luoqiu smiled and said, "Are you free, teach me how to practice a gun?"
…
back mountain.
Jun Changxiao used his left hand and right hand to pour the inner spiritual power of the crystal nucleus into the low groove of the desert eagle he just bought, then loaded the bullet, removed the baffle at the hammer and said, "Do you see it clearly?"
"See clearly." Li Luoqiu said.
She took out the Desert Eagle, and followed the master's method to reload the bullet, and removed all safety devices.
"Boom!"
Pull the trigger, and the streamer flies out.
Accurately hit a fruit on a tree tens of meters away!
Li Luoqiu, a fifth-rank martial artist, could withstand the recoil, so his arm was fine.
Master Jun said dumbfounded: "Let me see if I shoot again."
"Boom!"
Li Luoqiu knocked off the fruit hanging on the branch next to it.
"Amazing, amazing!" Jun Chang laughed and exclaimed.
He wasn't praising Li Luoqiu's marksmanship, but the shock produced by the woman's shooting made her chest bounce.
"Fire another shot, let me see!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Li Luoqiu fired two shots in a row, shaking his body.
Sure enough... a woman with knowledge can shoot with such great impact.
Li Luoqiu withdrew his gun and found that the headmaster was looking at the wrong place, Liu Mei frowned slightly: "Where are you looking?"
"Well."
Jun Changxiao hurriedly raised his head and said with emotion: "The sky is very blue and very big."
Li Luoqiu said: "Before the headquarters, the head used another kind of supernatural fire blunderbuss, can I try it?"
"Can."
Jun Chang laughed and called Xiao Zuiji, threw the 88 style to her, and then briefly taught her how to adjust the sight of the 8x mirror, and how to shoot with a gun after lying down.
"Understood." Li Luoqiu said.
"Swipe! Brush!"
Jun Changxiao and Xiao Zuiji retreated a long way together.
"Master, don't let her wear shoulder pads?"
"Hallmaster Li is a fifth-rank martial artist, so he must be able to withstand the recoil."
"Makes sense."
The two watched, dumbfounded for a second.
Because Li Luoqiu didn't follow the instruction just now to put the gun on the ground, but directly held it up, leaning on the 8x mirror with one eye, obviously he wanted to stand up and shoot!
A slender woman is standing in the grass in the 88 style, and the picture is also quite beautiful.
"Master Li, don't..."
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Li Luoqiu fired two shots in succession, and the bullets burst out, smashing the stone hundreds of meters away, and the recoil shook his body up, and flew backwards.
"brush!"
Jun Changxiao came to the falling position ahead of time, stretched out his arms to pick it up, and broke down in his heart: "This woman is not enough to shoot once, so she shoots twice!"
"Plop."
Li Luoqiu, armed with a gun, fell directly in front of him, forming the word '卍'.
Jun Chang laughed and twitched his mouth, and said, "Master Li, I'm sorry, I made a mistake in my prediction and missed half a step, so I didn't catch you!"
…
Li Luoqiu felt that it was indecent to lie down and shoot, so he stood up and fired two shots in a row. It was elegant, but the price was that his shoulders and arms were numb all night due to the recoil.
the next day.
Disciples do morning exercises and practice as usual.
The five disciples who had just started also started their martial arts life of either becoming stronger or singing cool.
The most tragic thing is Li Shangtian, who was directly kicked into the sky by Li Fei's happy football.
Sun Bukong and Sima Zhongda squatted in the distance, watching the guy who entered the door with his limbs spread out and collapsed on the martial arts arena, trembling with fright.
The only woman among the five new disciples, Ling Yuanxue was the happiest, because the senior sisters talked to her enthusiastically, which gradually let go of her rather shy personality.
"Qingyang."
Jun Changxiao stood outside the hall, swept the disciples one by one and said, "Where's Zhou Hong?"
Li Qingyang said: "Master, this junior brother is a bit weird. After entering the sect, he has been motionless in the martial arts arena in the inner courtyard, and the disciples will not answer when they talk to him."
"Yeah?"
Jun Changxiao went to the inner courtyard.
On the small martial arts arena, Zhou Hong, who hadn't changed his school uniform, stood proudly, holding a sword in one hand and resting on the hilt with the other hand, his head was slightly lowered, and his black hair was loose.
This is a standard sword move, because it is like a stone statue if it does not move.
Li Qingyang said in a low voice: "Master, he has been standing after dinner yesterday, and he has been standing all night."
Jun Changxiao held his chin and said, "This person is indeed a bit strange."
"Clang—"
Suddenly, Zhou Hong's sword was unsheathed, and sword lights emerged around him, intertwined together, forming a net of heaven and earth in an instant.
"I go!"
Jun Changxiao and Li Qingyang's eyes widened.
"Clang!"
The sword is in the sheath, and the sword energy is scattered.
Sword out, sword back, really very fast!
Jun Changxiao and Li Qingyang only heard the sound of unsheathing and retracting the sheath, but did not see the movement of unsheathing and retracting at all!
What's even more exaggerated is that the leaves that had been floating down around Zhou Hong swam away from the sword light without being cut, and finally fell slowly on the stone slab.
So fast, with so much sword energy, it diffused without breaking the fallen leaves. This is definitely a master of human body strokes!
"Hoo hoo!"
Just at this time, a gust of breeze came over.
The leaves under Zhou Hong's feet were blown up, and then disintegrated into strips as they flew away, and stuck to the faces of Jun Changxiao and Li Qingyang.
This is... not a body stroke.
This is because the fallen leaves were swept by the sword energy, but because the sword was too fast, there was no time to break open!
Pushing aside the broken leaves covering their eyes, Jun Changxiao and Li Qingyang said in surprise in unison: "Master, master, master!"
In the disciple's room in the distance, Ye Xingchen also witnessed the scene of Zhou Hong pulling out his sword and retracting it, and murmured: "Twenty-three times in one breath, this child should have comprehended the fast state in the way of swordsmanship. kendo seedlings."
"Unfortunately."
He shook his head and said: "Although the Iron Bones faction has miraculous body and mind techniques, boxing techniques, and spiritual martial skills, they don't have high-quality sword skills. Practicing here is tantamount to wasting life."
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