"Is that erhu still available?" Wang Changsheng suddenly asked, pointing to the erhu that was placed on the ground.

Liang Pingping shook his head and said: "Don't get bloody, I once swore in front of her grave, and after today, I will ...... I will never pull the erhu again, and I will stop from now on. ”

Wang Changsheng said a word of pity, then reached out and grabbed his shoulder, turned around and said, "Let's go." ”

"Where are you going?"

"Live first, then find a place to drink, I haven't eaten this hair, I'm hungry"

"Thank you," Liang Pingping said after a moment of silence.

"Why don't you return this meal?"

"The mutton, do you eat it, the kind roasted in the hanging oven?" asked Liang Pingping tentatively.

"Pat some cucumbers and mix a radish peel ......"

Wang Changsheng and Liang Ping walked side by side, and they didn't deliberately lower their voices in the few words of small talk, and floated behind them faintly, Longhu Mountain's face was green, this scene looked like two old friends who met on the street by chance, and then said that the picture of finding a place to drink some wine, the picture was very right, but the occasion was wrong, they didn't seem to realize that when the two stepped out of this manor, they might have to face crazy revenge from Longhu Mountain, and the door was not far away, probably dozens of meters away.

One of Fu Jiu's henchmen came up behind him and asked in a worried whisper, "Where is the little gentleman?"

"If you can't win, can't you run? Let him go, Uncle Xiao said that after he goes down the mountain, we senior brothers will take care of him if they want to, and if they don't want to, they won't care, is it difficult for people in their twenties to carry him away?" Fu Jiu looked at Wang Changsheng's back, and lightly threw down a sentence and turned around to leave, but after thinking about it, he explained to this person: "Deal with this matter, after all, it is a dead person." ”

Wang Changsheng and Liang Pingping's figures have already walked to the gate of the manor, in fact, their figures are seen by many people in the back, they are the kind of people who don't know the back of the hot-blooded young man who doesn't know the sky, this kind of person is righteous and affectionate, but he doesn't know the depth, he dares to throw his head and spill blood or something for the sake of the word friend, it looks quite proud, but it's actually a bit stupid.

That's right, in this day and age, the word two-rib knife is synonymous with some patients with brains.

Ma Changyun whispered to Yu Liangzi: "Do you want to bet on a treasure to block who wins?"

Yu Liangzi said in shock: "Why is this good? Isn't it too disrespectful to the Taoist friends of Longhu Mountain?"

Ma Changyun turned his hand and took out a small flag from his robe, spread it in his hand and said: "This is a soul banner handed down by the ancestor of Maoshan back then, Sanmao Zhenjun, you should have heard of it, I used it as a bet."

"If you want to say so, then this color head really makes my heart move" Yu Liangzi thought about it, took out a relic from his body, and said a little distressed: "This thing on my body is comparable to that handed down by your ancestors, and we only have seven or eight Burning Pure Peaks surviving."

Ma Changyun's eyes lit up suddenly, licked his lips and said, "I bet those two people left unharmed."

Yu Liangzi frowned and asked, "Are you so optimistic about them?"

"Hehe, I mainly look at the temperament ......"

When they arrived at the door, Wang Changsheng and Liang Pingping turned their heads again, of course they didn't think that they would be able to fly with their wings after stepping out of this door, the people of Longhu Mountain always wanted an explanation, and they had to get back their lost face, so they saw Chang Shanyue leading two disciples of Longhu Mountain to come over slowly, and both of them behind him were holding a Taoist-specific peachwood sword, and they were bare-handed.

Liang Pingping asked in a low voice, "How to fight?"

"Of course, I tried my best to fight, and then, if I can't fight, I will run, these three people are nothing, I'm afraid of that Chang Tianshi of Longlong Mountain."

"He's going to be so shameless?"

Wang Changsheng sneered: "Of course not now, but when his son is beaten by us, Chang Tianshi will not have time to care about face, compared to face, his son is the most important, and there is...... I'm sure that I can't bear a Heavenly Master, and I'm not a rank at all. ”

Maoshan, Longhu and Zhengyi and the head and head of the Heavenly Master Sect are collectively referred to as the Heavenly Master outside, which is a title and a manifestation of strength, if you want to count according to the generation, these Heavenly Masters should be equated with Chen Qingshan and Yang Laiyu, as for the strength Wang Changsheng has not been accurately measured, but it is estimated that the means will not be bad, that is the Taoist sect that has been inherited for thousands of years, and the background is extremely profound.

There are masters in the Daomen, from Zhang Daoling, the founder of Zhengyi, Zhang Sanfeng from Wudang, Wang Chongyang from Quanzhen, and Guiguzi in the pre-Qin period, and Huangshi Gong in the future, in general, the masters from Taoism are real masters.

Wang Changsheng definitely didn't think that his fledgling self would be able to block the means of an orthodox heavenly master, after all, the rank between the two had to be at least one level lower.

Chang Shanyue led two disciples of the same generation of Longhu Mountain to the front, and after the three of them stood still, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you want to report to a master to come out, maybe you have an old relationship with my Longhu Mountain?"

Wang Changsheng shook his head and said, "No need, you may not know what the little sect says, and it's not a child fighting, so it's embarrassing to mention someone."

Chang Shanyue pursed his lips, always feeling that when he was talking to the other party, he had been pressed to communicate, and he didn't show his demeanor as a great disciple of Dragon and Tiger Mountain at all, which was absolutely not allowed for him.

What about my pride, the pride of being a rare genius in Longhu Mountain in a hundred years?

"Out of the sword...... Chang Shanyue said through gritted teeth.

"Whoosh"

"Whoosh"

The two people behind Chang Shanyue suddenly raised the swords in their hands at the same time, and they swept past Chang Shanyue's side in exactly the same order, and handed out two peachwood swords.

Of course, Taoist fights are not like martial arts movies on TV, when they fight, they are up and down, they are acting for people to see, the Taoist fights are actually very simple, and they are very neat, almost one, two, three are almost paid, and this kind of thing will never appear in the three hundred rounds of the war, because the means they use will definitely not be able to support it for too long.

Take the most common Taoist mantra talisman as an example, behind each ghost talisman is a Taoist priest at the cost of his own essence or essence blood to draw, a long time to draw the talisman qi and blood will definitely not be able to keep up, with a master once said that the master can be three moves against the enemy, the score is high, and there are more than that are embroidered pillows.

Therefore, Wang Changsheng and Liang Pingping played Taoist magic with the disciples of Longhu Mountain in the next step, but it actually ended very quickly.

When the two peachwood swords were handed over, Liang Pingping said: "After all, it's my business, the more people belong to me, I'll deal with these two, you can go on the other one......

Wang Changsheng rolled his eyes and was speechless, Nima, this stuffy gourd is really enough for a chicken thief.