The head of the stick turned to Song Qingshu, and shouted with anger on his face: "What is the purpose of you using the hilt of your sword to tease my iron rod just now?

Song Qingshu was shocked and angry: "The disciple was about to smash the demon girl with the hilt of his sword, but the eldest brother of the dragon head blocked the hilt of my sword with a stick, and then let the demon girl escape." ”

The head of the stick said angrily: "How can this be reasonable! What am I doing blocking the hilt of your sword? I have been in the gang for decades, and I am in a high position as the head of the club, do I want to help outsiders in turn? Let me ask you again, why don't you use the tip of your sword to stab her, but you want to reverse the hilt of the sword and pretend to smash it? Hmph, I am old-eyed, and you can't hide it from me. ”

Although Song Qingshu is a third-generation young disciple in the Wudang faction, his subordinates in Wudang all know that he is the future head of the family, even if Yu Lianzhou, Zhang Songxi and other uncles are also extremely polite to him, and never say anything heavy. He has always been arrogant, although he knows that the status of the leader in the gang is much higher than that of himself, a newcomer to the gang, but this matter is obviously the fault of the other party, so he refuses to swallow his anger and said at the moment.

"The four words of eating inside and outside are not nonsense, and the leading brother accuses me of this, and there must be someone to prove it. The hilt of the sword just now smashed down, obviously you blocked it with an iron rod, and everyone here is watching, and no one else may be witnessing. ”

The head of the stick listened to his words, but wronged himself for eating inside and out, and let Zhao Min go, he was already like a fire, and shouted loudly: "You kid disrespects the elders, but do you rely on the momentum of the Wudang faction?"

As he spoke, he smashed a stick on top of Song Qingshu's head, and under the rage, this stick was extremely strong. Song Qingshu couldn't bear it in one breath, he raised the long sword to block it, the sword and stick intersected, and with the sound of the bell, sparks burst out, and Song Qingshu felt a faint pain in his mouth.

The head of the stick shouted: "The surname Song, you dare to make trouble, are you sent by the enemy to the gang to go undercover?"

A person suddenly rushed out of the temple gate, stretched out his sword to block the iron rod, and swept this move away, saying, "Brother Longtou, please don't be angry." ”

This person was none other than Eight Bags Elder Chen Youliang, and asked, "Where is Zhao Min's little demon girl?"

The head of the stick pointed at Song Qingshu angrily and said, "He let it go." ”

Song Qingshu hurriedly said: "No, it was the leading brother who put it." ”

The two were arguing, and the second elder Xuan Ming roared out of the temple, and he didn't see Zhao Min around, knowing that she had escaped. The two of them had a long laugh, and the four palms came out together, and in an instant, several beggar disciples fell to the ground in the middle of their palms, and when the elders of Chuangong, the elders of law enforcement and others caught up with the sound of the second elder of Xuanming, they were already more than ten zhang away, and they could no longer catch up.

It turned out that Zhang Wuji saw Song Qingshu reverse the long sword and hit the back of Zhao Min's head, this blow could be light or heavy, and it made her dizzy, and the attack was a little heavier, which could immediately take her life.

Neither the head of the stick nor Song Qingshu noticed it, the head of the head of the stick only thought that Song Qingshu had opened his iron rod, but Song Qingshu obviously saw the head of the head of the stick stretching out his stick and swinging his long sword. Taking advantage of the moment when the two of them were startled at the same time, Zhang Wuji grabbed a seven-bag disciple with his left hand and threw it out of the wall. When the head of the stick and Song Qingshu saw a figure coming out of the wall, they thought that Zhao Min had escaped, and they both chased after him.

Zhang Wuji had already picked up Zhao Min and jumped to the top of the hall. Under the blue sky and white sun, everything was not afraid to hide, but a group of beggars followed the head of the stick and Song Qingshu to chase out of the temple gate, although there were many people with a flower in their eyes, and then the Maitreya statue in the main hall fell after the dust was flying, the smoke was filled, the beggars poured out, and the front and back of the temple gate were in chaos, and no one noticed it.

Zhao Min was rescued in danger, his body was held in a pair of strong arms, as if he was riding the clouds on the top of the temple, turned his head, under the dazzling sun, he saw that the person had thick eyebrows and handsome eyes, and he looked very handsome. Barely believing her eyes, she asked, "Who are you?"

Zhang Wuji stretched out his hand to hold her mouth, and glanced around, but saw that the Maitreya Temple was full of beggar gang disciples, if he wanted to save Zhao Min and get out, it was not difficult, but since he knew that the beggar gang was plotting to deal with Mingjiao, Song Qingshu of the Wudang faction joined the beggar gang again, and it was a pity not to inquire about the matter and get out.

He saw Song Qingshu arguing with the head of the stick, the head of the stick was already fierce, and there were quite treacherous people in the beggar gang, maybe Song Qingshu would be poisoned by them. What's more, Han Lin'er was loyal and had to be rescued, but when he saw the dust in the hall, he simply entered the hall and looked for a place to hide. He lunged forward, threw himself down from the eaves, hooked his feet into the eaves, and then shrunk his legs, sliding behind a Buddha statue on his left. I saw that there were only a few beggar disciples in the hall who were crushed by the Buddha statue lying on the ground wailing, but Han Lin'er didn't know where he had been taken.

Zhang Wuji looked around, but couldn't find a proper hiding place for a while. Zhao Min pointed to a large leather drum, which was installed high on a large wooden frame, more than a foot above the ground, opposite the giant bell on the right. Zhang Wuji suddenly understood, leaned around the wall, walked behind the leather drum, stood up, took out a knife and slashed horizontally on the drum, with a soft sound, the cowhide covering the drum had cracked a big crack. His left foot rested on the horizontal brace of the wooden frame, and the knife was cut vertically, and the two strokes crossed into a cross, and he held Zhao Min and got into it through the cross.

Although the leather drum is large, the two of them are hiding in it, but they can't turn it. Zhao Min leaned on Zhang Wuji's body, gasping delicately. The giant drum has been made for a long time, full of dust and mud, Zhang Wuji smelled the faint fragrance of Zhao Min's body in the dust and filth, but felt that Zhao Min's body was leaning on his arms, and the roots of his hair were soft and silky, rubbing his face.

I only heard the voice of the law enforcement elder sound below: "Qiqi gang leader, the enemy has fled without a trace, his subordinates are incompetent, and they have not been captured, please help the gang leader to surrender." ”

Shi Huolong said: "That's it, the enemy's martial arts are very high, and everyone has seen it with their own eyes. It's the bad luck of everyone, and it has nothing to do with the elders. ”

The law enforcement elder said, "Thank you, Leader. ”

Then the head of the stick accused Song Qingshu of letting go of the enemy, Song Qingshu argued with reason, and the two sides insisted on their own words, and the hall was full of fire. Shi Huolong said: "Brother Chen, what do you think was the truth at that time?"

Chen Youliang said: "The leader of the Qiyu gang, the leader of the gang is the veteran of the gang, and what he said is not false. But Brother Song sincerely joined the gang, and the demon girl surnamed Zhao was his sworn enemy, and he had no intention of letting it go. According to the brother's humble opinion, it is the strange martial arts of this demon girl surnamed Zhao, presumably she used her strength to use the iron rod of the leading brother to swing away the long sword in the hands of Brother Song, and the two sides did not notice it in the chaos, leading to misunderstanding. ”

Zhang Wuji secretly praised in his heart: "This Chen Youliang is really powerful, although he didn't see the scene at that time, he guessed eight or nine and did not leave ten." ”

I only heard Shi Huolong say: "This is extremely reasonable, two brothers, everyone is working for the gang, there is no need to hurt the harmony between the two of them for this trivial matter." ”

The head of the stick said angrily: "Even if he ......"

Chen Youliang didn't wait for him to finish, and immediately interjected: "Brother Song, the leading brother is highly respected, even if he blames you for being wrong, you should be taught sincerely, and you quickly apologize to the eldest brother." ”

Song Qingshu was helpless, so he had to step forward and give a salute, and said, "Big brother Longtou, the little brother was offended a lot just now, please forgive me." ”

The head of the stick was full of anger, and he couldn't have a seizure, so he only snorted: "That's it!"

Chen Youliang's words seemed to have wronged Song Qingshu, in fact, he said that Zhao Min "used the iron rod of the leading brother to swing away the long sword in the hands of the Song brothers", and said that "the leading brother is highly respected, even if he blames you wrong, he should be taught sincerely", all of them are talking about whether the leader is the one who holds the leader, and all the elders in the beggar gang heard it. But Chen Youliang has been a big celebrity in front of the gang leader recently, and Shi Huolong is obedient to him, so everyone has nothing to say.

Shi Huolong said: "Brother Chen, the little demon girl who came to make trouble just now is the biological daughter of King Ruyang. The Demon Sect is the opponent of the imperial court, why do we talk about the little demon of the Demon Sect, Zhang Wuji, this little demon girl stands out for him?"

Chen Youliang groaned and didn't answer, and said with the head of the bowl in his hand: "I saw that the Tartar County Lord was full of tears, and his expression was very angry. Brother Chen cursed the Demon Sect Master, but the Tartar County Lord seemed to hear someone else curse his father and brother, which was really puzzling. ”

Song Qingshu said: "Qiqi helper, the reason for this, the subordinates also know. ”

Shi Huolong: "Brother Song, you say." ”

Song Qingshu: "Although the Demon Sect is against the imperial court, this little demon girl of the county lord admires Zhang Wuji, so she protects him with all her might. ”

When the beggars heard this, they all screamed, and everyone was quite surprised. Zhang Wuji could hear it clearly in the giant drum, and his heart was pounding, and he just asked himself in his head: "Is it true? Is it true?"

Zhao Min turned his head and stared at him with both eyes. Although the drum was dark, Zhang Wuji's eyes were sharp, and with a little light, he had already seen the infinite tenderness in her eyes, and he couldn't help but feel hot in his chest, and his arms hugged her tightly, and he wanted to kiss her on the lips.

Chen Youliang asked, "How do you know?

Song Qingshu said hatefully: "Zhang Wuji, this kid is mediocre in appearance, not the slightest handsome and chic, but he has learned the evil art of the Demon Sect and is good at confusing women, and many young women have fallen into his arms. ”

The law enforcement elder nodded and said, "Yes, the evil people in the Demon Sect do have this method of picking flowers, both men and women. Ji Xiaofu, a female disciple of the Emei faction, fell into disrepute because of the evil art of the Demon Sect Yang Xiao. Zhang Cuishan of Wudang was also trapped by the demon law of Yin Susu, the daughter of the white-eyed eagle king. The Tartar lord must have fallen for this little devil's evil method of picking flowers, so he lost his body to him, the wood was already in the boat, the raw rice was cooked and ripe, and he was willing to fall and could not extricate himself. ”

The beggars nodded their heads in unison, and the elders were filled with indignation: "This kind of scum on the rivers and lakes will be punished by everyone, otherwise the innocence of the women of good families in the world, I don't know how many will be lost at the hands of this thief." ”

Shi Huolong stuck out his tongue, licked his lips, and said with a smile: "***, Zhang Wuji, this little thief is not shallow. ”

Zhang Wuji was so angry that he trembled, he really had no place to complain, as for saying that Zhao Min had lost his body and was already in the boat, he didn't know where to start, thinking of this, he was suddenly shocked: "Miss Zhao and I are hugging each other and hiding here, we must not let them find out, otherwise, it will further confirm this false accusation." ”