When Yang Chong returned to the inn after finishing his work, his already tired back was soaked. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This time the black work was to destroy a small business group, with nearly twenty people, which was a big business for this black shop.

Among the nearly twenty people, although most of them are strong men with big shoulders and round waists, they are actually just appearances, at most they have strength, and they don't know much martial arts, so they will be completely wiped out by the shopkeeper, the cow cook, and the bookkeeper.

Of course, that particular smoke still played the biggest role.

Because Yang Chong was targeted by the big dragon, he carried the corpses of the strongest men with the heaviest weight.

He carried eight or nine dead bodies by himself, going back and forth more than ten times, which was indeed extremely difficult for him.

Yang Chong has practiced "Liu Fu Swordsmanship" and "Chong Boxing" since he was a child.

"Willow Flamming Swordsmanship" is a relatively exquisite swordsmanship circulated in the rivers and lakes, although it is not first-class, but it is also quite famous in the second rate. It is one of the best swordsmanship that the Yang family can get.

"Chong Boxing" is completely a third-rate boxing method, but there is a word "Chong" in it, Yang Chong felt that he had a lot of fate with himself, so he chose to learn.

These two martial arts were practiced from the age of six or seven, and it was not until he was twelve years old that Yang Chong's father began to teach him the "Blazing Sun Divine Palm".

This technique is said to be miraculous, but Yang Chong is practicing the incomplete version. The palm moves are complete, and the flaws are the supporting internal strength.

But even so, Yang Chong is now fifteen years old and has been practicing for three years, and he has already cultivated his internal strength with this.

It's a pity that his qualifications are not good, before the drastic changes in his family, he is the character of a rich young master who can't endure hardships, so the internal strength he has cultivated in three years is not as good as that of ordinary second- and third-rate sect disciples who practice for a year.

That's why, he is obviously a martial artist with internal strength, but he has to sweat so much even to do some carrying work.

Squeak!

After Yang Chong entered the inn, he closed the door with his backhand, making a frictional sound, which seemed very harsh in this silent night.

Hearing this voice, Yang Chong also frowned, but he was already very tired, and his brows were furrowed and he immediately let go, he just wanted to go back to the room and rest on the bed now.

He began to walk through the lobby towards the backyard, but halfway through he suddenly stopped again, stopping at the staircase leading to the second floor.

He seemed to hear something, and it was coming from the second floor.

On the second floor, in addition to the guest rooms, there are the rooms of the shopkeeper and the bookkeeper. As for Cook Niu and the rest of the guys, they all live in a few rooms in the backyard.

Yang Chong stopped because he vaguely heard the woman's crying.

His face darkened. He knew what was going on up there.

This time, among the merchants who were destroyed by the shopkeepers, there was a female dependant in her twenties. After the others were killed, only this woman was left alive. Combined with the crying sound he heard now, Yang Chong easily understood that someone must be venting****** so who is the shopkeeper, Mr. Bookkeeper, or are they all on?

Yang Chong clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, forcing himself not to think about it anymore, because no matter how clearly he knew, it was useless, and he couldn't do anything.

"I've joined the Demon Cult, is it going to be like this sooner or later?"

Yang Chong recalled the moment when the shopkeeper revealed his identity to him two months ago.

The true identity of the shopkeeper is actually a disciple of the Blood God Sect. The "Blood Condensation Gong" he practiced was an inferior version circulated in the rivers and lakes, not a complete version in the Blood God Sect, which was precisely to better disguise his identity.

The shopkeeper's martial arts and status were naturally nothing in the Blood God Sect, but he assured Yang Chong that he could guarantee that he would worship the God Sect and become a disciple. It's just that there is no urgency in time, and it will take two or three years to say the least.

At that time, Yang Chong fell into the hands of the shopkeeper, and was told the true identity of the other party, no matter how stupid he was, he knew that he had already boarded the thief ship, and it was impossible to get out, so he had to agree to the shopkeeper, first worship the other party as a teacher and stay in the inn, and then wait for the opportunity to enter the Divine Cult.

Yang Chong didn't dare to ask the shopkeeper how long he would have to wait, what was the purpose of opening a black shop here, all he could do was wait.

The mantra of the "Blazing Sun Divine Palm" that he handed over to the shopkeeper was the version he practiced by himself, and it was not up to the level of first-class martial arts at all, and he had also said this in advance.

And after the shopkeeper accepted Yang Chong as an apprentice, he also became much easier to speak, so he told Yang Chong not to worry, as long as he returned to the Divine Sect, the middle and high-level of the sect would naturally send people out to find Yang Chong's sister and place her in the sect for protection, and the Yang family's revenge for the destruction of the sect would also be taken by the Divine Sect.

Of course, Yang Chong will not be as easy to deceive as a child. He didn't want the Blood God Cult to find his sister. What the other party wants is just the key on his sister's body, which can be used to open the iron box to obtain the complete mental method of "Sun Divine Palm".

As for the revenge of destroying the door, he understands that he can only rely on himself. He just hoped that after joining the Blood God Sect, he could really learn martial arts, and if that was the case, it would be no worse than the Holy Fire Sect he originally wanted to enter.

The Blood God Sect and the Holy Fire Sect are on a par with each other, and they are both one of the four major divine religions. The Divine Skill Secret Texts in the two sects are the top schools in the rivers and lakes, and if Yang Chong can learn any of them, he will really have the hope of revenge.

"As long as you can get revenge......"

Thinking of this, Yang Chong glanced upstairs again, then gritted his teeth and left, continuing to walk towards the backyard.

"Huh?"

As soon as he walked to the backyard, Yang Chong saw a person who was punching in the dark night.

By the moonlight, Yang Chong saw clearly that the person was Chen Erhu, who was also a partner.

For Chen Erhu, Yang Chong's impression only stayed on the appearance. It was a sturdy young man with wheat-colored skin, and the other party was two years younger than him, but he was actually taller than himself, which made Yang Chong a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, from the body of another buddy, Da Long, Yang Chong found a balance. Da Long's name is Da Long, and his figure is just very ordinary, older than Yang Chong, but his height is the same level.

Therefore, Yang Chong has always subjectively believed from the appearance and figure that Chen Erhu should be a rather stupid person. In addition, the other party didn't say much, and in front of Da Long, he often looked like the former was looking at the horse, which made Yang Chong classify him as a small role that didn't need attention.

And now, it was such a small character who he recognized as a small character, who actually boxed in the middle of the night in the third watch, and also hunted fiercely, which made his face change greatly in Yang Chong's ears.

"How is it possible!? This Chen Erhu is clearly still the same set of hammer fists, why did he suddenly become so powerful?"

In the past two months, Yang Chong has often seen Chen Erhu comparing boxing techniques in his spare time, and even fighting twice in the backyard, not afraid of others learning at all.

Of course, hammer fist is a third-rate boxing method, and it is indeed not afraid of people stealing it. Like Yang Chong or Dalong, they all have their own martial arts they are practicing, where do they have the energy to learn another set of not very clever boxing techniques.

It's just that Chen Erhu's previous set of hammer punches has always been mediocre, and he can't see how powerful he is, but now it is a earth-shaking change, and anyone can hear the power contained in that punch.

"Could it be that it's in the middle of the night, so the sound of his boxing practice is more prominent?"

Yang Chong reluctantly found a reason, but he was immediately denied by himself.

The West Wind Inn is already in the desert, and there are no other people around it, so there is not much difference between day and night, and it can't be confused with the kind of downtown streets.

"Look again. ”

Yang Chong felt that he was compared to a country boy, and he was very unwilling, so he decided to continue to stop and watch. (To be continued.) )