"That's natural, who is my master, prodigal son, who doesn't know in the rivers and lakes, don't be delusional to be on an equal footing with my master, you are not worthy at all, so I will teach you such an apprentice, and I have already lost to my master, as for what he is looking for you to do, you will know. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Swinging his arms at a big angle, Xuan Mingzi rose and fell behind him, as if swimming in the water, but the only thing that displeased Xuan Mingzi was that the oncoming wind swept back all his stinky star foam, and he coughed again and again.

Fu Yibo walked in front of him, as if he knew that he had this problem, his steps slowed down a little, took a deep breath, and reprimanded: "Don't always talk about the apprentice of Xuan Mingzi's predecessors, this person will always change, no one can think of it, don't be verbose, it's better to go back quickly, so as not to worry about the master." The pace quickened, and soon it flew like a ball.

Seeing this, Da Po gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, you saw that I was carrying an old man on my back and deliberately launched 'Gang Qigong' to bully me as fast as you, didn't you?" When the sound fell, Xuan Mingzi only felt that Da Po's body blew a cold wind, which made the whole clothes round up, and he himself floated up, and at this time, in order to chase Fu Yibo, Da Po had enough strength with his two hands, and he had no time to take care of him, he wanted to take the opportunity to escape from Da Po's back, but Da Po's clothes were like a powerful magnet, sucking his whole person tightly without any gaps, and it was even more difficult to move, let alone escape.

I don't know how long I floated like this, Xuan Mingzi's old face was stiffened by the wind, and he smiled bitterly: "You toss me like this, when you use me, I'm afraid that I will have died in Huangquan." "The wind was too strong, the voice was too hoarse, and I didn't hear anything.

Fu Yibo looked back at Xuan Mingzi, saw that his beard was fluttering, his white hair was dancing, and he saw that Da Po's eyes were red, and he was eager to surpass himself, so he had to slow down his body and stop beside a narrow road at the bottom of the mountain. Don't worry, child, I, I can't stand it anymore. ”

Fu Yibo chuckled lightly and thought: "No matter what this old man is, he is not a bad person after all, and he has eaten his benefits before, so he should find a place to rest, lest he cry and complain when he sees the master." After this thought, he said to Dapo: "Let's slow down and go to the front to see if there is a place to rest." "Meandering down the narrow road.

The narrow road is full of all kinds of leaves, there seems to be transparent water vapor on it, the white mist is light, as sweet as warm tea, forming a whirlpool at the ankle, a small wine stall magically appears under a big tree, three or two porters with black arms are facing a jar of wine, and there are three flat burdens full of goods beside him, Fu Yibo stopped far away, and said vigilantly: "Don't worry, wait for the three of them to go over after they leave." Da Po nodded repeatedly.

Xuan Mingzi asked strangely: "What, what's so strange about these three porters, or do you have some enemies?" Fu Yibo lowered his voice and said: "Master said, all people and things that feel suspicious can be avoided if they can be avoided, and people's lives are at stake, and no one knows what will happen next." At this time, he shook his mist-wet hair like a little tiger, staring at the three porters fiercely, until these three people swelled their bellies, shouted a few times, and left with a flat shoulder, and then straightened up and took the lead in walking up, Xuan Mingzi saw that he was so attentive and obedient to the teachings, remembered Meng Zhaolin, and let out a helpless sigh.

The wine seller was a lame middle-aged man, holding three blackened tables in a disorderly manner, and there were more than a dozen unopened jars of wine and a few empty wine jars under the big tree, he was taking out the rag around his waist and wiping the sweat on his forehead. Fu Yibo saw that he was lame, and he didn't know any martial arts, even if he knew martial arts, it was easy to deal with, so he greeted Da Po, and Da Po walked over with Xuan Mingzi on his back.

Fu Yibo said to the middle-aged man: "The three of us can use a jar of wine." The lame middle-aged man responded, turned around and picked up a jar of wine from under the tree and put it on the table, went to seal the mud, salivated, threw Xuan Mingzi on the ground like a cargo, picked up the wine jar and was about to drink, Fu Yibo put one hand on the wine jar, just put this one, the power was infinite, and he couldn't drink a sip of his strength, and said: "I have to listen to you for everything, you say, I listen." Although he often complained about Fu Yibo, he was actually obedient to him in his heart, and listened to him: "Help up the senior of Xuan Mingzi and pour him a bowl too." ”

Da Po quickly picked up Xuan Mingzi, took out a bowl, and handed it to him, Xuan Mingzi just took it, Da Po picked up the wine jug, stretched his neck hungrily and poured a few big mouthfuls, Fu Yibo saw the middle-aged man sitting alone under the tree squinting, looking tired, so he asked, "What's the matter with your foot?"

The middle-aged man opened his eyes, sighed and said: "I used to chop firewood on this mountain, accidentally fell it, and used to do some small business in the city, but there were always people who bullied me, so I had to earn some money here to eat and make you laugh." He lowered his head and wiped his sweat, the sun shone on his face through the cracks in the leaves, and he didn't seem to want Fu Yibo to see him clearly, so he turned his face and lowered his head.

Xuan Mingzi took a sip of wine, looked at Da Po with a smile, and asked, "Which wine here is better than the wine that my old man invited you to drink?"

Da Po hiccuped and said, "In my opinion, it's all the same, don't think that if I eat you, I'll let you, I can tell you, I've been carrying you for so long, and this favor has already been repaid." "Rubbing my belly and sitting on the bench, I enjoyed stretching my legs.

Ye Zongju searched in the forest for two hours, and did not see the trace of Xuan Mingzi and the two people, standing on a high place with his head downcast, and he also happened to see the three of them drinking under the big tree, full of energy, his pace quickened, and he hurriedly floated towards the wine stall, Fu Yibo saw a man in a long shirt flying up and down, and shouted: "He is catching up!"

Seeing that it was Ye Zongdu, Xuan Mingzi moved his body and said happily: "It turned out that you are a young man, why did you get here?" Fu Yibo's figure flickered, and when he arrived behind Xuan Mingzi, a hand was pressed on his shoulder, as long as Ye Zongzhu made a move, he would not let Xuan Mingzi escape from his palm, Xuan Mingzi was aware of it, smiled slightly, and said, "You think too much, these two are my old friends' disciples, and I specially invited me to go there to catch up with the old days, come, you can also sit down and drink some wine." ”

Ye Zongju looked at Xuan Mingzi suspiciously, seeing that his face was full of red light, without the slightest sense of grievance, but the strange thing was that there was no big chair that could move freely, thinking that he must have been forced by those two people, and deliberately said this, not wanting to fight with them, so he chuckled: "What kind of ability are the two bullying an old man, I am here today, you don't want to move him!" As soon as the words came out, Da Po's body blocked in front of Xuan Mingzi, putting on a posture of "what can you do with me", pointing at Ye Zongzhu and said: " We're going to take him away today, and he's promised us himself, do you not understand people, or do you pretend you don't understand?"

Ye Zongju looked him up and down, his cheekbones protruded, a mouthful of buckteeth, tattered shirts and shoes, unremarkable, but why did the sword stab him before, but he was unconscious, he was so arrogant at the moment, there must be something strange, and sneered: "Then it depends on your ability!" Ye Zongdu's wrist moved slightly, and the long sword rolled up a gust of wind and stabbed straight at his chest, squinted and smiled, and joked unhurriedly: "Come on, let you open your eyes!" Before the sound fell, he suddenly rushed towards the blade of the sword, Ye Zongju was secretly taken aback, but this sword could not be withdrawn.

He really felt the frequency of Da Po's heart beating on the back of his hand, the blood seemed to flow down the hilt of the sword to the palm of his hand, Da Po's eyes rolled white, and his face stared at him with a distorted face, "This, this, I don't actually want to kill you, I don't know why you ......" Ye Zong was incoherent, looking at his painful eyes blankly, it turned out that the eyes of people when they died were so desperate, and he regretted a lot of things at this moment.

Just when he was at a loss, Da Po's eyes drew a trace of an extremely happy smile, this kind of laughter was like being played with, Ye Zongju suddenly, looked down, his chest was like a sand pit, and a "meat sword" protruded in his back heart, wonderful, weird, terrifying, he shook his arms, took a deep breath, and the protruding skin behind him was retracted with a "boom", and Ye Zongzhu even popped out with a sword.

Xuan Mingzi smiled, speechless in a daze, the middle-aged man who sold wine was also like a ghost, so frightened that he held his head and kept trembling, only Fu Yibo smiled and said: "He never dreamed that your body resilience would be so strong, I just saw him with a ghost look, hahahahaha......" He hunched over and laughed.

"This, this, I actually don't want to kill you, I don't know ......" Da Po learned from Ye Zongdu's appearance, and laughed funny, "He doesn't know why I don't want to live anymore, so he slammed into the blade of the sword in a daze, hahahaha......"

Ye Zongju fell on a stone, his entire back was like being burned, it was extremely uncomfortable, he stood up with difficulty, walked in front of Da Po step by step, coughed lowly, and asked: "What kind of martial arts are you, why does your skin stretch back when my sword stabs down, and there is no point at all?" Asking this at this time was undoubtedly ridiculed, but he still couldn't help but want to understand.

Fu Yibo saw that his words were sincere, and read the unbearable heart he showed when he stabbed into the chest, thinking that this person was not treacherous or anything like that, and said: "If you really want to know, go back with me, ask my master to give you pointers, ask us, we won't say a word, but my master has a good temperament, in case he accidentally breaks your arms and legs, it has nothing to do with us." ”

Ye Zongju nodded and said, "Thank you." Xuan Mingzi's eyes were full of pathos, a boy who met in Pingshui still cared so much about himself, not to mention the apprentice he had raised for decades, and sighed again and again: "No matter who it is, it is stronger than my criminal, alas!"