'Little sister, run!' Jingyang pulled Ruoshi to shuttle through the jungle, fleeing without direction, just to avoid Leng Xiaoxuan and the others. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info He once stumbled upon something that spit out, and the lethality is amazing, even more powerful than the legendary finger flick magic skill.

So, when he was held hostage by Leng Xiaoxuan, he was trying to find a way to escape along the way. Waiting for Hong Fu Qitian to come to the rescue, this expectation has no end, everything still depends on himself. Using the acorn secret weapon to attract the attention of Leng Xiaoxuan and the others, he had already thought about this idea. It's just that the poison in Ruoshi's body is inseparable from Leng Xiaoxuan's antidote, and she has to be with her.

However, when he was fed poison by Leng Xiaoxuan and did not die, he knew that the opportunity to escape had come. If she is really invulnerable, then she can solve the poison in Ruoshi's body, as long as she drinks her own blood, she should be able to detoxify.

"Whew, Brother Jingyang, I'm ...... I can't run. Ruoshi broke free of Jingyang's hand, and suddenly sat on the ground by the side of the road and didn't leave, she was out of breath and her face was ruddy. Her clothes had been cut by thorns, and there were faint blood stains on her arms. She said with some frustration, "Brother Jingyang, you can leave quickly! ”

"I won't leave you alone. Jingyang shook his head, how could he escape alone, he had already regarded Ruoshi as his sister. "Let's go!" Leng Xiaoxuan caught up after a while. You can't run, I'll carry you. ”

Jingyang leaned down, half-squatted, leaned his back against Ruoshi, and said hurriedly: "Little junior sister, hurry up!

"Hmph, want to run, can you still run?" Leng Xiaoxuan's voice came, she was not far behind, and she was about to chase after her.

Jingyang didn't have time to say anything more, so he grabbed Ruoshi and put it on his back, and ran away with her on his back. He secretly used the internal power "Pure Yang True Sutra", and his feet couldn't help but speed up, and then he performed light skills, and the speed was a lot faster. It's a pity that he met the little witch Leng Xiaoxuan and others, how could they be idle. Leng Xiaoxuan sneered, and followed easily behind with eight guards and Murong Ke, without missing a single step.

Jingyang has only one thought in his heart at the moment, that is, he must take Ruoshi out of the tiger's mouth. He carried Ruoshi on his back and walked on the rugged mountain road, and gradually became a little unbearable, cold sweat oozed out, and his clothes were soaked with a large piece of clothes behind his back.

Ruoshi on his back obviously felt Jingyang's exhaustion, and hurriedly stretched out his sleeve to wipe the sweat on his forehead for him, and said with some distress: "Brother Jingyang, I'm sorry, it's me who has burdened you." ”

"Whew!" Jingyang leaned against a big stone and breathed a long sigh of relief, "No, don't think about it!" After speaking, he looked up and saw a mountain in front of him, and hurriedly carried Ruoshi on his back and continued to walk towards the top of the mountain.

"Huh, I didn't expect there to be a cave on the top of this mountain. Jingyang was surprised and said that he had come to the top of the mountain with Ruoshi on his back, but he saw a cave in the southeast direction of the mountaintop.

"Let's go in and have a look. Jingyang said to Ruoshi.

"Hmm!" Ruoshi replied softly.

The cave is a little dark, only the sun can be seen, the whole cave is still relatively dry, about four or five people can be accommodated, some small. Jingyang used his hands to pick up the weeds, then broke a small twig and used it to pierce the cobwebs that hung from the stone walls of the cave.

Jingyang put Ruoshi off his back, and the two looked at the entire cave together.

"Jingyang, come out for me!" Leng Xiaoxuan's voice came from outside, obviously, they were already outside the cave.

"Little junior sister, it seems that we are inevitably dying. Jingyang said with a wry smile.

"I'm not afraid!" Ruoshi said quietly.

"Alright then, let's get out. Jingyang turned around and walked out of the cave, followed by Ruoshi.

"Look where you can escape this time!" Leng Xiaoxuan said coldly, the eight guards and Murong Ke had already surrounded Jingyang and Ruoshi, and it seemed that they could not escape at this time.

"Come on, the master has decided to fight you for three hundred rounds!" Jingyang still did not change his optimism, although he said the righteousness and calmness, but his legs couldn't help but tremble. He is not afraid of death, but he is afraid of death. However, no matter how afraid of death, you can't let the enemy in front of you be proud.

"You are not my opponent, if you can survive under my Demon Gate Eight Blades, I can naturally let you go, and your little junior sister can also go. Leng Xiaoxuan said with a playful face, and then with a gesture of her jade hand, the eight guards behind her stepped forward.

"The Eight Blades of the Demon Gate teach Jing Gongzi the best moves!" the eight guards shouted in unison, obviously they were the Eight Blades of the Demon Gate. These eight people have been famous in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and they are even more famous, and they are weapons in the hands of the Demon Gate Master Leng Zhengfeng.

Cold sweat gradually oozed out of Jingyang's palms, he was a little nervous, the murderous aura on the eight people in front of him was overwhelming! Although he fought a lot in the twenty-fourth century, it was fought in virtual space, and it was not life-threatening.

He looked at Ruoshi beside him, and saw that she was tugging at the corner of her clothes tightly, with tears in her eyes, and kept shaking her head. He couldn't bear to look at it anymore, sighed slightly, looked around the terrain again, and found that there seemed to be no extra choice, so leave it to fate.

He closed his eyes, and the subtle mantra of "Eighteen Palms of the Swimming Dragon" flashed in his mind one by one, and the palm momentum in his hand slowly unleashed.

"Old eight, you go first!" said the leader of the Eight Blades of the Demon Gate, that is, the old man. Jingyang is not worth the eight of them to shoot at the same time.

Among the eight walked out a tall, thin man, armed with a spear, with an indifferent expression. He ignored everything, and in his eyes it seemed that all he had was the spear in his hand, with which he had become one. Lao Ba waved his arm and stabbed straight out, no fancy, no gun, only one of the most simple marksmanship.

When the head of the gun stabbed and was only a finger away from Jingyang, he slowly opened his eyes, and there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth. What he didn't know was how worried Ruoshi was when that shot came.

A move "Don't use the hidden dragon" was pushed out by Jingyang with a dragon groan, and the old eight snorted disdainfully, and the spear stabbed obliquely, breaking Jingyang's move with one move. If Hong Fuqi made this move, the eighth would definitely be seriously injured if he didn't die. It's a pity that although Jingyang's moves are exquisite, his skills are not good.

Although Jingyang's move "don't use the hidden dragon" did not hurt the old eight, it did not resolve the shot stabbed by the old eight. But he dodged the sharp shot of the old eight, and the old eight stabbed the air with a shot, and couldn't help but be slightly angry.

Lao Ba's foot kicked on the ground, bounced up with his strength, and came in the air, and the spear in his hand quickly turned in a circle. Seeing that the spear in Lao Ba's hand was about to be split from the air, Ruoshi exclaimed: "Brother Jingyang, be careful!"

Jingyang didn't dare to be careless, but he didn't have a weapon in his hand, so he had to take out Dian Dian, lift his tail upside down, and then pull it, squeezing Diandian's head to one end, and suddenly screamed, "Qinqin!" A heart-rending cry resounded throughout the mountain. Leng Xiaoxuan and the others were all surprised, and looked at the strange weapon in Jingyang's hand with a blank expression.

At this moment, the dots in Jingyang's hand are simply a meteor hammer, and his head is squeezed together, round and round, and his tail is pulled by him. Jingyang looked at everyone's surprised appearance, triumphant, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is arrogant.

Jingyang threw the dots hard, "Bang!" Dots collided with the spear in the old eight's hand, and the eighth was bounced back.

"Hmph, haha, use nunchucks, hmph, haha, use nunchucks!" Jing Yang danced and waved the meteor-like weapon in his hand.

Ruoshi was still worried about Jingyang, but at this moment, seeing that Jingyang actually used the cute little bit as a weapon, he snorted, pouted, and looked unhappy, and mourned a little bit in his heart, this cute little squirrel may not be able to live. It's just that she is a little strange why there is no blood spilled on Diandian's body.

Where did she know the magic of Diandian, these were all discovered by Jingyang by accident, and Jingyang found that no matter what she did to Diandian, she couldn't kill it. No matter how much it is stabbed with a sword, slashed with a knife, burned with fire, or flooded with water, it cannot be killed. Jingyang writes mythological novels, so he naturally knows that he has picked up a treasure, and this little squirrel is probably an existence such as a divine beast, even if it is not a divine beast, it is also a treasure. What's more, he also remembered that in the fairy forest, the skinny wolf had said that the dots were mysterious beasts.

Since this is a mythical world, how can these mortal methods be dead. Therefore, Jingyang uses the starting point to have no psychological burden and is unscrupulous.

"Old Eight, be careful of the strange weapon in his hand!" the leader of the Eight Blades of the Demon Gate reminded him. His reminder woke up the somewhat surprised old eight.

Leng Xiaoxuan looked thoughtfully at the strange weapon in Jingyang's hand on the side, her eyes flickered, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Seeing that he couldn't succeed in a blow, he couldn't help but be angry, and he actually suffered a big loss in the hands of a hairy boy, how could he swallow this breath. He clenched the spear in his hand, pulled over a few brilliant spear flowers, and with the spear, he stabbed Jingyang again with all his strength.

Before the gun arrived, the gun was already coming, almost suffocating Jingyang, he had learned nunchucks before, and at this moment the nunchucks were unfolded, strange and treacherous, and the moves were unheard of and unseen by these people in front of them. It's just a pity that there is only one point, which is not a nunchuck, but only a nunchuck.

Seeing his strange moves, the eighth scolded his mother in his heart, and called Hanako's apprentice to love to perform messy moves. But he is a killer after all, full of stamina, and under his overwhelming gun attacks, Jingyang gradually can't support it.

Jingyang relied on strange moves to win by surprise, but it was just delaying time, and over time, the eighth found a flaw, coupled with the successive guns, where could Jingyang hide.

Half an hour later, Jingyang's clothes had been punctured, and blood stained his clothes.

"Brother Jingyang!" Ruoshi ran over, holding the crumbling Jingyang, tears welling up in her eyes.

Leng Xiaoxuan seemed to be a little impatient, and said coldly: "One trick is enough!"

Lao Ba nodded, poured the internal force of his whole body, rose into the air, and stabbed Jingyang with a shot. This move is magnificent, enveloping all directions, and the strength is pressing, and Jingyang has nowhere to escape.

Seeing that Jingyang was about to die under the old eight guns.

"Boom!" a dragon groan came, followed by a "bang!", the body of the eighth child suddenly flew out, hit the mountain wall, and rolled down, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he was seriously injured.

I saw an old man with white hair, holding a turquoise bamboo stick in his hand, and a wine gourd tied around his waist, which was Hongfu Qitian. He followed Leng Xiaoxuan all the way, hiding in a hidden place and not being discovered.

"Master!" Ruoshi and Jingyang said happily.

"Well, you two brothers and sisters are very good!" Hong Fu Qitian said with relief, he saw everything Jingyang had done along the way, and he was very satisfied. He didn't rush to make a move along the way, just to test Jingyang. He called the Flower Gang a big business, and it was the largest gang in the rivers and lakes, but the world was turbulent and unified. The Flower Gang is a thorn in the eyes of many forces, and it is on the cusp.

A person of unknown origin came to him to call him the Flower Gang, can he not be suspicious? He accepted Jingyang as an apprentice for two reasons, one is that he really wants to accept a closed disciple and inherit his martial arts. Second, if Jingyang is a spy sent by other forces, it is good to plan it.

Therefore, the martial arts he passed on to Jingyang were all done with hands and feet, and the "Pure Yang True Scripture" was changed a lot by him, if Jingyang kept practicing, he would definitely bleed to death. Jingyang doesn't know this.

Now seeing that Jingyang has a chivalrous heart, Hong Fu Qitian is deeply grateful, and his heart is a little loose, and he plans to teach him the true "Pure Yang True Scripture".

"Hong Fu Qi Tian!" Murong Ke jumped out, a little surprised, obviously he didn't expect Hong Fu Qi Tian to come. Then I was a little excited, "Haha! Okay! You're finally here! I lost to you back then, and today I want to beat you!"

"No hurry!" Hong Fu Qitian said lightly.

Seeing Hong Fu Qi Tian coming, the Eight Blades of the Demon Gate were all dignified, they naturally knew the power of this person in front of them, so they didn't dare to take it lightly, this person is a myth in the martial arts, and he is a figure on an equal footing with the Demon Gate Master Leng Baofeng.

"Give the medicine to the eighth child. Leng Xiaoxuan said calmly, and threw a pill in her hand to Murong Ke. She was not surprised at all by the arrival of Hong Fu Qitian, it seemed that it had been expected by her for a long time.

Although Murong Ke wanted to fight with Hong Fu Qitian at the moment, he would avenge the shame of defeat. But for Leng Xiaoxuan's order, he had to obey. He walked up to Lao Ba, protected his heart for him, and then put the pill given by Leng Xiaoxuan into Lao Ba's mouth.

"Refrigeration Feng gave birth to a good daughter!" Hong Fu Qitian said lightly, unable to see his joy or anger. He held one of Jingyang's hands and used the "Pure Yang True Scripture" to heal Jingyang with his pure internal strength.

"Gang Master Hong is really old and strong! Daddy asked me to say hello to your old man!" Leng Xiaoxuan looked at the double swords in her hand, at this moment she was like a strategist.

"I'm afraid your dad is almost there, right?"

"How do you know?" Leng Xiaoxuan asked in surprise, she privately passed the book to Leng Bao Feng, even the Demon Gate Eight Blades and Murong Ke didn't know, how did Hong Fu Qitian know?

"What, the doorman is coming!" Murong Ke asked in surprise. The Eight Blades of the Demon Gate also looked incredulous.

Leng Xiaoxuan didn't speak, and looked at Hong Fu Qitian coldly.

Hong Fu Qitian smiled faintly and said, "I've been fighting with your father for so many years, and I still don't know him." You're smart, I'm following you all the way, there's no way you're going to find me, are you?"

"What? You followed us all the way, and we didn't find out?" Murong Ke was surprised, if he had lost to Hongfu Qitian in three years, how could he be followed by him and not be able to find him? Could it be that he made me three years ago? Murong Ke was stunned, stunned by this terrible thought. If that's the case, then what is he himself, then is his martial arts too far from Hong Fu Qitian?

"Gang Master Hong is a martial arts myth, and my martial arts cultivation naturally won't be able to find you. Leng Xiaoxuan smiled lightly, like ice and snow melting. With the help of Hong Fu Qitian, Jingyang's internal injuries had healed a little, he slowly opened his eyes, saw Leng Xiaoxuan's bright smile, and couldn't help but be stunned. This ice beauty was quite good-looking when she laughed, and then a spirit, coming back to her senses, secretly scolded herself for being bewitched by beauty, and shuddered at the thought of the scene when this little witch forced him to eat poison.

Leng Xiaoxuan continued: "It's just that I think that the leader of the Hong Gang is a hero who is praised by everyone in the rivers and lakes, how could he not come to save his apprentice? Daoxiang Village is an important stronghold of the Hua Gang in Jiujiang County, and according to the information we have received, you have been to Daoxiang Village a month ago. Then, as long as the Nine Elders go back and tell you the news, you will definitely come to save your two disciples. So, I was sure that you would come, so I passed on the book to Daddy Flying Pigeon. ”

"Haha! You really gave birth to a good daughter!" Hong Fu Qitian suddenly laughed loudly, and then said with a straight face, "Refrigeration Feng, when will the master of the dignified Demon Gate also learn to sneak?"

"Haha! Isn't the old man Hanako also sneaky?" A loud laugh came, and I saw a middle-aged man jumping up from the bottom of the mountain, about fifty years old, dressed in a black robe, heroic, and not old.

"Daddy!" Leng Xiaoxuan ran over happily.

"Door Master!" Demon Gate Eight Blades and Murong Ke bowed down.

"Hmm!" Leng Bao Feng nodded, looked at his daughter, smiled slightly, and said, "Xiao Xuan, you did a good job this time!" Leng Xiaoxuan smiled silently, standing quietly behind Leng Bao Feng, she should be fast at this moment!

Leng Bao Feng walked up, looked at Hong Fu Qitian, and said proudly: "Old beggar, if there is chaos today, it is the time for us to establish immortal achievements." ”

"Hmph!" Hong Fu Qitian snorted disdainfully and said, "Are you from the Wu Kingdom or the Song Kingdom?"

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