The name of the Blood Claw, He Lai Ming has heard of it. A few years ago, in the Taihang Mountains, the tragic death of the monk Hui Shenxiu who broke the vows was still engraved in He Laiming's memory, and the wicked man had mentioned it

"Blood Claw", that day was uneven and also had a relationship

The "Blood Claws" fought each other and suffered minor injuries.

As soon as the Blood Claw appeared on the rivers and lakes, it set off another storm. The disciples of the same generation of the heads of various sects were frequently plotted, and the various factions gathered masters all over the Central Plains to ask him for an explanation, but which one of them did not return to the army in vain. The blood claw became more and more strange, saying that this person had learned the demon method and could kill people invisibly...... "Before Ping Buping's words fell, a figure suddenly flashed into the temple.

The man covered his face with a cloak of hair, I don't know whether it was a man or a woman, he was dressed in a big coat that could not see the color, his figure was long, his arms were as white as anointed jade and no blood, and the tips of his five fingers were as black as lacquer.

When Ping Buping saw this person, he exhaled lightly, protected his chest with an iron fan, and gently raised his arm to cover He Lai Ming behind him.

The man moved slowly without lifting his legs, not feeling a trace of popularity at all, like a dead corpse.

He floated towards Pingbuping, passing by Shu Muli's side, Shu Muli frowned, and the short sword in his arms was unsheathed by half an inch, and said, "Your Excellency, do you have something to ask?" At this moment, the man had walked out of the middle of the foot, stopped, and squeezed his hands all over his body

As soon as there was a "crackling" sound, he lowered his body and said, "Do you know where a little child surnamed Ho Lai is?" The flat iron fan was unfurled, and it hit the center of the man's eyebrows, and the man's head was slightly raised to avoid the fan.

The movements of the two are insignificant, if it weren't for the experts, they would never have seen this behavior, but the two of them had passed a move.

Ping Buping said in a deep voice: "I don't know! The man laughed strangely and said, "Ridiculous, ridiculous!" You are the leader of the Baiju Gang, but you don't know where the people in your gang are. But I don't know who is behind you! With a twist of his hand, he pushed He Lai Ming out and said, "This is my apprentice Zhou Lan, don't you have to embarrass your juniors?" The strange man smiled again and said, "How can I be embarrassed by the junior?" It's just," he stretched out his hand and swiped out of thin air three inches from the corner of He Laiming's frowning eyes, and said, "Your gang has provoked the big burden of the Chivalrous Palace, and the Nalan gang leader should please do it himself!" When Shu Muli heard this, his face twitched again.

Listen to him read again: "Not bad, not bad! Kind of interesting! As he spoke, he floated towards the gate of the temple. Seeing this, Ping Buping shouted: "Where to go!" Wipe the ground and run out, but saw that the strange man suddenly retreated sharply and passed by, swept to He Laiming's side and grabbed He Laiming's wrist, He Laiming suddenly felt that his wrist was like an iron chain, and he was torn out of the window by the man.

Ping was about to retreat to chase after him, but he was knocked on the shoulder, and Shu Muli's blind cane was already on his shoulder.

"Don't worry, since this person took Helai Xiao'er instead of taking the opportunity to kill him, it means that he will not do anything to him. And don't you know who it is? 'Hands stained with blood, washed but not extinguished' is a portrayal of his martial arts. What if you and I go," Shu Muli put down his blind cane and said, "Why don't we talk about the Gang Master's surname first?" Saying that, the man ran more than ten miles, rushed into a thatched hut, and threw He Laiming to the ground with a wave of his hand.

He Laiming did not speak, and his face was full of horror. The man pulled out a piece of silk and tied up his long hair.

I saw that the bridge of his nose was high, his eyes were like willow leaves, his skin seemed to be clear and beautiful jade, without any blood, and his hands stood upright like a jade carving.

The man smiled contemptuously, turned his head to look at He Lai Ming and said, "What? Too scared to speak!? I didn't expect you to be such a coward. After He Lai Ming heard this, his face gradually turned angry, and he said again: "Don't be afraid, I won't do that for you to practice." Before he could finish speaking, He Laiming had already punched him to the bridge of his nose, the man's body was slightly oblique, He Laiming's punch was unsuccessful, and it was another 'kick to the sky'.

The man's head was raised, and he was almost a little short. He Lai Ming practiced several moves, all of which were fierce attacks and fierce attacks, which inevitably confused his true qi, his chest rose and fell, and his breathing was uneven, but the man stood in place and did not move a bit.

"It's okay to sing on stage, this is a little bit worse." He Lai Ming took two steps back, kept his mouth shut, and secretly adjusted his true qi.

Seeing that he was still giving up, the man said, "You kid still has a little backbone." I also said that you were scared, could it be that you were born dumb? When He Laiming heard this, he didn't answer, and his true anger ran away from Renying and Shuitu, and tried several times but never rushed away.

The man smiled secretly, flashed like a ghost, and tapped lightly in the middle of the two acupoints of Renying and Shuitu, and the acupuncture points of He Lai Ming suddenly passed, and the true qi rushed and could not be stopped, and a mouthful of turbid breath exhaled from his mouth.

He Laiming was surprised and delighted, and when he reacted, the man returned to where he had stood before.

"Who the hell are you?!" When the man heard this, he said, "Who am I?" There are really people in this river and lake who don't know me. Can't you guess when you see your hands in hand? He Laiming looked at his fingertips as if they were painted black.

It seems to be covered with poison, but among the martial arts seniors, I really haven't heard of anyone who has been applying poison to their hands.

Seeing that this person's martial arts are strange and bottomless, and he can't see his age on his face, he remembered that the senior brother once said that when a person's internal skills are practiced to the highest level, it can have the effect of rejuvenating and rejuvenating, and the person in the armor looks like a prime of life, thinking that this person must be a martial arts predecessor who has been famous for a long time and has retreated.

But I don't know why I suddenly reappeared. He Lai Ming shook his head, he knew that this person's martial arts were ten times higher than his own, and no matter how much resistance he had, it was useless, seeing that this person didn't seem to mean to harm himself, he arched his hand and said, "I don't know what the seniors are looking for juniors." When the white-skinned man saw him like this, he thought that he had already guessed his identity, walked slowly to the side of the small bed in the room, lay down and said, "You don't know? After a pause, he said, "It's okay if I don't know." One day, you'll know. Seeing this, He Laiming leaned against the wall and sat down.

The white-skinned man closed his eyes and said, "Don't think about escaping, it's useless." When He heard him say this, he understood that it was indeed useless.

If he wanted to catch him, it would be effortless, and his mind was so close that he simply followed this stranger. On the surface, he went north to find Yan Xiuyu, but in his heart, he wanted to take this opportunity to wander around the rivers and lakes by himself and inquire about the murderer of the family feud.

He didn't answer, and the white-skinned man didn't continue. He Laiming took out the wooden box from his bosom, listened carefully, and heard that the man had already cried out.

He opened it and picked up one of them

"Brother Tai" played with the clay figure, and thought of the beautiful girl who was dressed as a man, and two willow eyebrows and her bright eyes appeared in front of him.

A woman who is so beautiful in the age of jasper is actually a demon who everyone in the rivers and lakes spits on, he saved her, but she has to embarrass his uncle.

The momentary use gave birth to a trace of unexplained friendship. He didn't know whether he was remorseful, angry or thoughtful, or bosom, whether he should save her or not, right or wrong?

She is obviously a wicked person, why doesn't she harm herself when she is given a good opportunity? He is obviously a decent disciple, why is he obsessed with a promiseless promise in the face of a witch, hurting the decent senior brother?

Is there no goodness in your heart? What is the righteous deed you have done? What is right and wrong?

What is right and what is not. Outside the house, the rain was loud, and the rain seeped through the thatch, leaked into the house, dripped on the ground, and splashed on his lips.

Suddenly, He Laiming was shocked. The clay figure in his hand was a little uneven, he took a closer look, but saw that there were extremely fine pieces of kiln mud on the clay figure's face, as if it had been pulled off, revealing a little metallic luster inside.