If you want Wu Youdao, this will really have no time to scruple Bai Shaoqing, who is more than ten steps away, his face is deep and he is already really angry at this time, this rouge male martial arts cultivation is only the fourfold realm of Dapan, and it is also a heavy difference with this Wu Youdao, but the countless silver wires in people's hands are even sharper, more than tenacious, and the ever-changing point is not false, this silver wire can be swallowed out from the tips of his fingers, and even more silently, Wu Youdao is also a little embarrassed for a while, and between the left and right dodges is still to smash the sleeve robe pulled by the silver wire,

At this time, there were even more blood marks on his naked right arm, and he thought of Bai Shaoqing, who was suffering next to him, and only then did he turn around, and he pulled the silk thread under his feet, staggered back three steps away, and whispered in his mouth, "Natal Martial Soul?

This Wu Youdao is a bastard, and he also feels sorry for Bai Shaoqing, because he saw that Bai Shaoqing rolled his eyes with a punch at this time, but he scolded himself in his mouth, "Stupid big man, you'd better smash Lao Tzu's body with one punch, otherwise, if I am a bad ghost, but I will pester you black and white day and day will not stop..."

The corners of the yellow lion's mouth smiled, but there was a little admiration in his heart for this guy who seemed to be a little not afraid of death, how much strength he had in his own fist was naturally very clear, that is, if Ao Yaozi was born with a few punches, he would also suffer and scream in pain, so he simply bowed his head and counted the ball.

I didn't think that the white-clothed young man in front of me, who couldn't see his original face at this time, would be so hard-hearted, and even more nonsense, Huang Shi was not a soft-hearted man, but this meeting was impressed by this Bai Shaoqing, and although this son was being beaten, the original true qi in the body was constantly protecting the heart, otherwise this ghost would already be a life, where could he be so hard,

Peng's punch smashed out, Bai Shaoqing flew out of the room on the side, and fell to the ground through the window, he couldn't breathe for a while, he took a look, lying on the ground and didn't know whether it was dead or alive A leopard pouted his ass and was not embarrassed, and this Bai Shaoqing was very heartless and smiled, "Ah Leopard, dead or not, if you don't die, you give your young master breathe..."

With blood on the corner of his mouth, Ah Leopard turned around and lay on the ground panting, and scolded blankly, "Young master, Bai Gen has offended someone, we have been rampant in the countryside for many years, and it is the first time that we have made it so unbearable, I don't have the strength to get up in a flash, if that person chases in again, I will have to go first..."

Bai Shaoqing pursed his lips, his chest was already numb, his sternum was broken three times, and there was even more blood foam gushing out of his mouth, but he didn't care, "Lao Tzu has a big life, why did he spend ten taels of silver to calculate the blind fortune teller earlier, he can live to be ninety-nine years old, and now he is still more than seventy years old, I'm afraid of it, that big man, come here, and make up for grandpa, Lao Tzu is not dead yet..."

The next sentence came out of the breath, but the voice was still sonorous and powerful, and Ah Leopard shook his head again and again, everyone Bai Shaoqing is a hob meat, and it is the first time he has seen it for so many years, how can anyone in our Fengbei City be treated like us before, whether it is from all walks of life or an outlaw with a human life lawsuit on his head, isn't that to sell our Bai family a little face, not because the Bai family is also a big family in the local area, and the family is not very powerful, Bai Xiong follows the old man, these people are the faces of the Bai family, naturally no one dares to offend more, but now it is good, but he met two black goods under the lamp, what the hell are the few people outside, they can beat the young master so badly, it is indeed rare,

Ah Leopard sighed, and didn't stop Bai Shaoqing from continuing to talk about the mourning ghost, he was already numb, I hope he won't die, anyway, it's in his own house, naturally someone collects his body, but before he died, he didn't go to the Happy Building to drink tea or something, in the past few years, he has just run errands for the young master, and he really can't bear to spend the silver on the girl in the Happy Building, it's a big pity, this Ah Leopard looked out blankly, fell to the ground with a pop, and fell asleep with his eyes closed,

Huang Shi didn't have much interest in paying attention to the self-scolding ghost, but he pulled the chair and simply sat down, there was a table in front of him, or Bai Shaoqing used to eat fragrant meat and drink wine and fart before, fortunately it was not spilled, an iron pot was placed on the table, and the meat stick inside was full of aroma,

He simply sat down and said to Bai Shaoqing in the dilapidated house in the distance, "No matter how bad my yellow lion is, how can he be regarded as a grandmaster-level figure in today's rivers and lakes, naturally he will not be like a ghost, if you are tired of scolding, you will burp and count the ball, hey, this dog meat is fragrant......"

grabbed a big bone stick and gnawed it, and didn't forget to pour himself a glass of wine, and shouted at Ao Yao, who was squatting on the ground in a daze, "Ao Yao, we are also fatal, look, this is dog meat that Lao Tzu hasn't eaten for many years, hehe, where can you eat dog meat like a cluster on their Yufeng Mountain, don't taste good, what about the garlic, get a bite first, look at the rouge man for a while, and he can't put the old man with a hemp rod for a while......"

Ao Yao took three steps forward with his tired body, moved a stone from the side and sat on it, pulled the meat stick in the pot with his left hand and sniffed it, hehe smiled and ate it.

These two people are eating deliciously, and from time to time they don't forget to look at the rouge man who is playing not far away and Wu Youdao, who looks like a hemp pole, and the two people are running up and down.

Ao Yao snatched the flask and poured it up, and asked in a low voice, "Isn't it that you and the rouge man don't dislike the trouble is not enough, why the hell did you run into someone else's house?" I see that we have no reason to talk about, you look at the virtue of the rouge man, why do you have to work hard, isn't this rouge when to play with Bai Gong on the gambling table, the key is that he can win?"

Huang Shiba smacked his mouth and said expressionlessly, "Rouge is a pervert, I don't think about his thoughts, just for a few quenching pills, it is indeed impossible to make a mistake, hey, that Bai Gong is running, we haven't asked where that Chu family has gone, okay, you can take care of it yourself, I'll go to find Bai Gen, let's come here to determine where the goal is, we can't miss a big thing, I still want to go back to Yufeng Mountain for another half a year......"

Ao Yao is too lazy to take care of this yellow lion, the yellow lion got a few girls on Yufeng Mountain or the junior sister or senior sister in the Yufeng Gate, the key is still a couple, if it weren't for this yellow lion is very sullen, start a little earlier, then you can't give the yellow lion the whole two, what makes Ao Yao angry the most is that the pair of sisters still like the yellow lion very much, a man of your age, isn't it bigger than himself, then how can he be big, why doesn't he believe it,

The Yufeng Gate is now obedient to the White Devil, whether it is Yue Yungongzi, or his father, or Yufengzi, every time he meets the White Devil, he is well-behaved like a young woman, Ao Sickle sighed wistfully, "Groove, why didn't you let yourself meet the people who resisted Huohuo......"

They went down the mountain this time to find Chu Jingjue, especially the black jade wrench in that son's hand, in the words of the white devil, if it weren't for the fact that the blood of the madness in his body hadn't been digested now, he would have gone out to run errands himself, and it would not be the turn of the three of them to come out and be chic and happy.

What impressed Ao Yao even more was that the White Devil had confessed, that son seemed to have a hidden exercise, called what Demon God Skill, and they came this time for nothing more than these two purposes, as for the life and death of that son, it was not a matter, the dream of the White Devil was to subvert the former Demon Sect, but this Ao Sickle had just heard some of the past stories of the Demon Sect from the old man's mouth, and it was very one-sided, he just knew that it had been fifteen years back, there was a guy named Han Shen who called the Demon God King to outsiders, and he was a figure who was quite bullish, and the White Devil had held an important position in the Demon Sect, Ao Yao really couldn't figure it out, just a man who fought well, how could he become the dream of the White Devil, why is this so unrealistic?

Ao Yao drank wine while looking at the fingertips of the rouge man's fingers gushing out of a ball of silver silk as thick as an arm, but his heart and liver also trembled.

Wu Youdao who will do this is really suffering, because this guy in front of him who is neither male nor female is indeed a difficult cargo, the silver wire in this person's hand is not only a weapon, but also can control his own body, that guy is just a few silver wires that are ejected upward, but this person can brush down from his eyes,

And his fists or palms hit the person and hit the silver wire, several times his palms were so hung that they were seriously injured, if he hadn't reacted quickly and pulled out the force, these hands should not have been his.

At this time, the man with a soft and slender waist held a cluster of silver filaments in the palm of his hand, and the silver filaments seemed to have become a wooden stick and smashed straight towards him, with the sound of whirring wind, which was very weird.

Wu Youdao hurriedly jumped up, but the bluestone slab on the ground was broken and cracked by the silver wire, which showed the great strength on it, if it hit his body, he would not be seriously injured.

It stands to reason that this Wu Youdao is more than a rouge man, but now it seems that he is at a disadvantage, the two of them have already faced more than 100 moves, a stick of incense time, seeing that Wu Youdao is embarrassed, and the Taoist robe is even more scarred and tattered.

The rouge man smiled, "Daoist, you still give me the Quenching Pill in Ansheng, in the middle of the night, I don't want to toss, do you give it or not..."

The silver filament just fell to the ground and disappeared, but the tragic situation of the bluestone slab was not a lie at all, the rouge man carried his left hand, and the fingertips of his right hand were beating silver needle-like silk threads.

From his palm, he could clearly see that the silver filament fell to the ground, more like countless poisonous snakes, spreading straight to Wu Youdao's feet.

With a sudden, one flew out of the countless silver wires, extremely fast, if it weren't for Wu Youdao's timely evasion, this hidden weapon-like silk thread would shoot through his throat, his chest couldn't help but rise and fall, but his mouth scolded loudly, "You cub, called Lao Tzu Taoist......?"

Originally, this Wu Youdao wanted to give up, isn't it just a bottle of quenching pills, he can practice again without him, but when he hears this person's words, he calls him a Taoist priest, how can he bear it, the silver silk that flew from his throat was pierced on the wooden door behind,

The other end is pinched in the palm of the hand by the rouge man, this person can't stop laughing out loud, and he can't tell whether he is happy or sad, in short, in this night when there is still a bright moonlight, this laughter is so mad,

Wu Youdao wanted to jump up to avoid the attack behind him, but he turned around, but his feet couldn't move, looking down, the silver threads that suddenly appeared on the ground were pierced to his feet, and those silk threads were like needles and threads in the hands of the lady who sewed clothes, and they were surging and penetrating on the instep of his feet.

If he wants to leave suddenly, I'm afraid he will have to put on these feet, and the taste of the silver silk and the entanglement of bones and flesh is indeed uncomfortably tight.

Wu Youdao sighed in his heart, and said straight from the bottom of his heart, his life is over......

In the hall of the old man of the Bai family in the front yard, this Bai Qingshan Wu listened to the legend of the son of the ghost who was unruly, it was nothing more than a person called Han Shen, that person's martial arts cultivation was very good, and he was called the son of the ghost, but he really didn't understand what these three words meant, but he didn't want to ask, it was also because he was lonely and unheard, he Bai Qingshan was not a martial artist, that is, how many people in the rivers and lakes could clearly understand the meaning of the son of the ghost, the title given to Han Shen in the Qinglong Dynasty was not a good name, but it was a fearful existence,

At this moment when Bai Qingshan was very dazed, a sound of footsteps came, and then I saw Bai Gen's figure jumping in, looking embarrassed and bloody, and kneeling on the ground and screaming, "Master, no, something happened, there were two unknown people who killed in the backyard, and Young Master Shaoqing also fought with people, those people are not capable, you look at my palm, but it was cut off at once......"

Not only was the frightened expression on Bai Qingshan's side, but the white bear had not yet reacted, and the wind was already rushing out and running straight to the backyard...... 166 Reading Network