On the Qingzhou City Thorn Mansion, under the sunshine, the yard is full of sunshine, sprinkled on the old locust tree in the yard, and the withered yellow leaves look very lonely.

The autumn wind swept by, and Lord Han Lihan, who was depressed, had a yellowish face on his face, and he casually flicked it with his right hand, which could still move, but it caused a sharp pain in his left hand, grinned, and walked towards the front hall......

Li Puxian, who was still staring blankly, sat on the side of the room, and the teacup in his hand was cold and still didn't notice, he heard the words from the mouth of the red-robed eunuch, and he didn't ease his mind for a long time.

muttered to herself, "Why did the porcelain girl just throw away her uncle like this, our house has never been slow to treat Xiao porcelain, how could she be entangled with Song Jinghong, hey, but how can my uncle let go of his mind..."

Song Tai, who was sitting in the middle of the front, glanced at this Thorn Shi, who was really a little weak, and rubbed his brows, but his tone was not mixed with a trace of annoyance, "Fuxian, just be at ease, I didn't hear the girl call me Daddy listen, this trip to Qingzhou is really fucking unpleasant." ”

turned around and smashed a teacup at Han Li, who rushed in, so frightened that Han Li, whose left arm was wrapped in white gauze, staggered, stretched out his right hand and already received the teacup under his heart, snot knelt on the ground with tears and shouted,

"Master, you have surrendered, I'm Han someone, I'm honest, it's really powerful, but this Guo waiter escaped from the battle, or can you tell me if I can get this ghost appearance, my left arm is broken, don't you see it, how terrifying Song Jinghong's sword qi is to resist the wind, when I arrived, the sword in the old boy's hand was lost, but the combat power of the rangers in our Qinglong Dynasty still needs to be improved, a few back and forth, hey, not to mention the heavy casualties, the key is that I am really not an opponent, master, think about it, a little martial arts master, it seems that I Han Li should really retreat and practice for a period of time, and I almost didn't give that kid a live skin, but master, you can rest assured, that kid is not good, it's embarrassing......"

Han Li knelt on the ground and babbled for a while, Song Tai had already thrown another teacup over, and roared angrily, "How many rangers are killed and wounded, now it's okay, it's not just a group of Rouge Fang buildings, but in the end, my daughter was abducted and ran away by Song Jinghong, and it is not good to be out of school, and it is not good to be out of school!"

Guo Shiren changed his clothes, and the position of his armpits was also about three layers of gauze inside and three layers outside, not to mention the red under his armpits, and his face was also very pale, he would punch the monk with that Zen one, the situation was very bad, and now it was very laborious to lift a breath of true qi, he glared at Han Li, but he sat still silent, but his fists were pinched.

"Five thousand rangers stationed in Qingzhou, this time the Swallow Lake encircled and suppressed, one thousand were killed on the spot, half of the wounded, counting those in front of the archway of Rouge Fang, five thousand rangers died a total of 1,500 people, and the crossbow archers were about the same......."

"Peng!"

Song Tai slapped his palm on the table, trembling all over, but he didn't know what to say,

Han Li got up, his steps were staggering, vain and weak, if he wanted to say that his face was pale, this person was only stronger than Guo Shiren, and he singled out Song Jinghong alone, which really made this arrogant Han Daren angry, standing aside, lonely and speechless,

"It's just that Song Jinghong is so troublesome, this person can't stay, including the young man named Chu Jingjue, it seems that the world's martial arts should be managed from the new level, and the martial arts are forbidden to use martial arts, and they will be killed, and I will go back to Zhongzhou to talk to my father, Han Li will take those teenagers who have passed the martial arts, and return to Zhongzhou in the afternoon!"

Song Tai waved his sleeves and walked down with the help of the little eunuch, and the faces of several people in the audience changed and changed, and they were all pondering the meaning of Song Tai's words in their hearts.

The next day, a wanted notice was posted on the city walls of the major states and counties, whether it was a martial artist or a bounty hunter in each state and county, whoever took the second two heads, the bounty was as follows,

A portrait of a young man, marked below, Song Jinghong, a reward of 5,000 gold, the young Chu Jingjue, a reward of 500 gold, the others are still those old people who are scattered on Jiudu Mountain, including the Southern Dynasty, Gao Fei, each has their own reward of more than 100 gold.

For a while, the city was full of wind and rain, and everyone was watching under the notice, making a fuss, and those good deeds were discussing the origin of the young man worth five hundred gold, as for the five thousand gold, these people didn't dare to worry about it, but they just paid attention to the young man, called Chu Jingjue.

One of the purple-clad figures glanced up at the notice, and did not forget to record it in a small notebook, and turned to leave.....

Out of the swallow lake a big river, called the Sichuan River, down the river, to the east called Fengbei City,

I was surprised to receive the little note from Gao Fei, but I no longer thought about Daddy in my heart, and my mood was a little soothed, and the three of us squatted on the small wooden boat and got along happily.

Among these people, Zhang Changshou is a little older, and he is a stuffy cow character, although the ripples on the river are very boring, but if there is a talkative Zhang Fugui, then life is not boring these days.

Changshou used the fishing gear left by Fu perennial to fish every day, and was surprised to find that there were a lot of beef jerky, dry food, and a few jars of Huadiao wine stored in the Qiankun bag, but the food was solved.

Zhang Fugui was shocked to go to the Sword Saint Gate when he heard it, and suddenly he came to the spirit, he has also lived outside in the past few years, and he knows a lot about this coming and going.

Originally, Zhang Fugui also had a good impression of this little boy Chu Jingjue, and now he is only cultivating martial arts as a condensation qi double cultivator, but how to say that it can be regarded as a famous martial artist in their hometown, although the reputation is not so good, but this Zhang Fugui also has some pursuits,

"Surprised, our little buddies have gotten along for a few days, I Zhang Fugui admires you from the bottom of my heart, I can entangle with the one called Song Tai, it is also called ability, you can rest assured, I Zhang Fugui is an individual, what kind of prince is in my eyes, but he is just a rich man, the next time I meet, I must knock him again, rest assured, you said you want to go to the Sword Saint Gate, I know this, after Fengbei City, and then go east over the three mountains, past the Dragon and Tiger Mountain boundary, and then walk forward thirty miles to the Sword Saint Gate boundary。 ”

Zhang Fugui took a small sip of wine, but he was not drunk, he looked very enjoyed, his eyes were already a little erratic, but his mouth was endless.

Surprised to be half-lying on the side of the wooden boat, as soon as he heard this man named Zhang Fugui talking about the route to the Sword Saint Gate, he sat up all of a sudden, but it caused some pain in his chest, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and asked very happily, "Fugui, you say you know the boundary of the Sword Saint Gate? To be honest, I have grown so big, except for going to Tianhan Mountain once, this is the first time I have traveled alone, I have an agreement with people, I must go to the Sword Saint Gate once, and it can be regarded as helping my friend fulfill a thought." ”

Zhang Changshou, who was sitting at the bow of the boat, said casually, "Don't listen to the nonsense of wealth, he hasn't been to any Sword Saint Gate, and he hasn't even owned a sword." ”

Zhang Fugui casually threw over a fish bone, glared at Zhang Changshou, and opened his mouth to scold, "Zhang Changshou, shut up for me, believe it or not, I will find a nun for you to be a wife when the time comes, and I will find you the most old and decrepit nun, do you want it!"

Surprised to see that the two of them were about to start biting again, but he sighed, sat alone, looking at the boundless wide river, it was already afternoon, the river was full of fog, he fixed his eyes and glanced into the distance, there seemed to be a huge black shadow in the fog, faintly, turned his head and didn't care,

Zhang Fugui saw that he was very helpless, and hurriedly sat down, his big hand had already slapped on the shoulder of Jingjue and laughed, "Surprised, I didn't lie, you know, I am also a martial artist, this martial arts foundation is not low, when I didn't go back to my hometown earlier, didn't I just wander around for a while, I would think about being a Taoist priest, you know the Dragon and Tiger Mountain in this world, it is a well-known name, it is said that you can eat and live, and you can also preach a Taoist law, don't I just go, just this road fee is still my eldest brother helped me make up." ...”

Without Zhang Fugui finishing speaking, he was surprised and hurriedly took over the words, "Longhu Mountain, I have heard of it, and I am also in charge of today's teaching, Ao is right, called Zhang Jiuling, and I have drunk with Jiuling Daochang, as well as Gao Yushu and Gao Lingfeng, I have a good friend who has become Zhang Daochang's little apprentice." ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Fugui said with a look of surprise on his face, and then laughed, "Brother, you have seen the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Sect, don't blow nonsense, that's a fairy-like character, I don't know what trees and wind you are talking about." ”

When I saw that this person didn't believe it, I didn't explain it anymore, so I just didn't look around.

Zhang Fugui's eyes rolled slightly, and he hurriedly said, "Oh, I believe it, I believe it, I'm just a little curious, how much wine can that fairy-like Dragon and Tiger Mountain Palm Sect drink, is the amount of wine good?"

Chu was shocked to find that he was originally a child's character, and when he heard Zhang Fugui ask such a question, he quickly blinked his eyes and said very seriously, "The amount of fart drinking, Zhang Jiuling really can't drink, a glass of wine has to be poured, what are you frowning for, I can still lie to you, Mr. He was also present at the beginning, don't you believe it......"

When I was in Fuxing Restaurant, wasn't Mr. He also there?

Zhang Fugui stared at Niu Ling's big eyes, and asked casually, "Who is Mr. He?"

I was shocked and felt a little sad for no reason, "My friend, he is a very good person, but he is no longer in the world, I went to the Sword Saint Gate this time to help him return to his roots, and Mr. He's ashes are in my Qiankun bag." ”

Zhang Changshou, who was fishing, also opened his mouth, and he didn't know how to pick it up.

Zhang Fugui choked on a mouthful of Huadiao, couldn't help coughing, and asked very seriously, "Brother, this Sword Saint Gate was put more than ten years ago, of course, I Zhang Fugui just learned to eat milk, the Sword Saint Gate at that time is indeed one of the best sects in the rivers and lakes, I heard the old people in the village say that when the Sword Saint Gate was prominent, it was Longhu Mountain that had to sell a little face, and I was surprised, I don't know what to say now, you didn't go to the Sword Saint Gate to learn swords." ”

Fugui grabbed a piece of baked cake, and chewed it hard, stuffed his mouth, swallowed it in a few bites, and couldn't stop patting his stomach.

Shocked frowned and glanced at this foolish Zhang Fugui, the index finger of his left hand stretched out, the true qi turned far away, and a cyan and white mist had condensed on his fingertips, and Zhang Fugui, who was shocked, fell to the side,

A finger was handed out, only to see an explosion on the river at a distance of one foot from the wooden boat, and then a big silver carp gave this breath so strong that the fish's head disappeared, and the fish struggled and fell into the water, and a splash overflowed.

Look at the back of Zhang Changshou who is fishing, he is not nervous,

"This finger is called fingertip thunder, although Mr. He never said why he taught me this trick, but I always feel that this strength has something to do with Mr. Sword Qi, go to the Sword Saint Gate to send a friend home, and also go to pick up a thing, Mr. He confessed, I want to come to the Sword Saint Gate will agree. ”

Shocked to sit cross-legged on the board, his face was as usual, he took out a black pill and threw it into his mouth, and swallowed it in one gulp.

Zhang Fugui was taken aback by the small ball of light that suddenly surged out of his hand just now, and said intermittently, "Brother... Just now... No... Be... Sword... You can control the qi with your hands, this is still a condensing qi cultivation?"

He got up one by one, sat on the side of the surprise and touched Chu Jingjue's fingers, but he couldn't figure it out, in terms of qi sense, this shocked brother is indeed a condensing qi cultivation, and it is a five-fold cultivation of condensing qi, this qi sense judgment can't be wrong, no matter how he Zhang Fugui said, it is also a person who has touched his own qi sense, the martial artist in the world has reached the condensing qi cultivation, and this sense of qi of others can naturally be done.

But this stretch out your hand can pop out a cyan air mass, which can instantly kill a live fish paraded on the river, this ability, even the martial artist of the Great Rock cultivation can't do it.

Mr. He?

He hurriedly asked, "There was a peerless Sword Saint from the Sword Saint Gate earlier, isn't it called He Taifu, brother, aren't you talking about this Mr. He?"

Shocked looked at Fugui with a frightened expression and a nervous expression, and nodded with a smile, "Yes, Mrs. He is my friend, although he is much older than me, but he is my Chu Jingjue's best friend, I don't know if the fingertip thunder is sword qi, I have never practiced any swordsmanship, in fact, even if it is a knife technique, I have only recently gained some experience." ”

Zhang Fugui's face was full of disbelief, "You said that the Sword Saint is dead, and the Sword Saint of the Sword Saint Gate is dead?"

I nodded helplessly, and when I remembered that Mrs. He's ashes were now in her bag, her eyes were a little red, and she couldn't stop nodding.

"Wow, my God, your mother, how can the Sword Saint die, I, Zhang Fugui, have grown so big, and I have a total of a few powerful people, the Sword Saint He is too idiot, but it's my goal, dead?"

As he spoke, he knelt on the ground and cried loudly, and a ghost crying wolf howl came out of the river for a long time.