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Ruozhi's crane fist has also been practiced for a long time.

On a whim, Fang Yang wanted to see which part this unenlightened disciple was connected to.

After the daily good morning, Fang Yang kept Ruozhi.

Ruozhi stood under the hall in an orderly manner, looking up at Fang Yang.

Fang Yang was stared at unnaturally, so he couldn't help but show a little majesty.

"Ruozhi...... How effective is the crane fist that this seat has taught you?"

I saw Ruozhi arching his hand: "The master will know it as soon as he examines it." ”

Looking at the confident look on Ruozhi's face, Fang Yang patted his thighs and walked down the steps, and Qing Jiu, who was not too busy to see the excitement in the back, pulled the flesh and sat on Fang Yang's main seat.

At first, the fleshy heart was refused.

But then ......

Fang Yang's main position, this fart pad is really soft and ......

So, the two little girls who don't think it's a big deal to see the excitement, you lean on me and I lean on you, looking at the bottom of the steps, Yang and Ruozhi distanced themselves and put on a posture.

Glancing at Qing Jiu helplessly, Fang Yang didn't have much of the heart to lecture her.

I can't say it, but I can't fight it.

No way.

Not far away, Ruozhi had already attacked, and the crane fist was full of wind and tigers, and he threw a fist shadow in the sky towards Fang Yang.

What is real and what is false, even Fang Yang is a little unclear at this time.

In a short period of time, Ruozhi actually completely mastered the full essence of Crane Fist, such a comprehension ability is rare in the world.

However, there was still a gap of several levels between Fang Yang and Ruozhi.

No matter how strong his crane fist is, it can't actually be 100% effective.

Fang Yang's body protection qi is not so easy to break, not to mention that Ruozhi is just a rookie in the quenching stage now.

Even if the quenching body is at its peak.

That's also quenching.

There is a world of difference between it and a broken mirror.

Fang Yang blocked Ruozhi's fist shadow step by step, even if he couldn't tell which one was real and which one was fake, the best way was to block them all.

Ruozhi didn't show frustration because of the failure to attack, on the contrary, the expression on his face became more serious.

The bear child is really not easy to mess with.

Fang Yang sighed secretly.

Immediately after that, the next punch from Ruozhi came into the air.

Fang Yang took half a step back, and then with a few clever moments, he staggered Ruozhi's fist and unloaded the force to the side.

But at this moment, Ruo Zhi suddenly shook a shot, suddenly loosened the fist that had just exerted his strength, and smashed the other fist towards Fang Yang in the opposite direction.

Fang Yang was stunned for a moment, tilting his head to dodge Ruozhi's punch.

Good boy, it's quite yin.

Ruozhi, who missed the second blow, was still unhurried, he jumped, still looking for an opportunity.

Fang Yang's eyes rolled and he deliberately sold him a flaw.

Ruozhi really hit the trick and hit straight over.

Following the momentum, Fang Yang moved out of his position and locked Ruozhi's arm.

One of the biggest weaknesses of Tsurukawa is that once the arm that actually makes the real punch is locked, the overall strength will be greatly reduced.

Not even a tenth of it.

Ruozhi obviously understood this as well, and he writhed as nimbly as a loach, trying to break free from Fang Yang's clamp.

But Fang Yang didn't plan to give him this opportunity.

As soon as the palm of his hand was flipped, the sky was already pressed on his acupoint.

Seeing that there was no result, Ruozhi breathed a sigh of relief slightly, but still unloaded the strength of his whole body.

Fang Yang also let go of her arm.

"If the disciple is not good at cultivation, he still expects the master to punish him. ”

However, Fang Yang shook his head slightly: "Your mastery is already extremely good, because I am too familiar with the disadvantages of this set of boxing techniques, and my cultivation is higher than yours, so I can completely control your fist momentum." ”

"If you call a monk with the same cultivation or even a higher cultivation, your crane fist, they will have a more than fifty percent chance of not being able to resist. ”

The virtual with the real, the real with the virtual.

This is the essence of the fame of Tsurukawa.

As long as you keep these words in mind, it is not impossible to break out of the sky with the crane fist.

After all, one trick is eaten all over the world.

This is an axiom.

Ruozhi's "great wisdom and foolishness" characteristics already have eyebrows, so what about Ruoren?

He hasn't been able to return to the Gu Liquor Sect for a long time, could it be that something happened to him?

Fang Yang couldn't help but worry.

......

Wakahito, who was asleep, was woken up by a basin of cold water.

When he came to his senses, he was shocked to find that he was no longer in the inn room, but was tied up in a dark room.

And the person who came out of the shadows surprised him and was a little surprised.

Sure enough, it was her.

The shopkeeper woman, carrying a leather whip in her hand at this time, slowly walked in front of Ruoren.

"Yo. She curled the corners of her lips and smiled slightly, "Finally woke up, I thought my medicine was too strong, and I drugged you to death all of a sudden......"

"What do you want to do?"

Ruoren didn't panic too much, because he didn't feel the existence of true qi in the woman, that is, she should be an ordinary person.

That shouldn't be a big deal.

"What do you think I want to do?" the woman did not answer Ruoren's question, but instead asked him a rhetorical question.

Ruoren suddenly thought of his previous judgment.

At that time, in the lobby of the inn, he thought that it was the shopkeeper who was threatened, but in fact, the real threat to his life should be those big men.

I helped the thief and went into the thief's den.

"I've been staring at those people for a long time. The woman pouted, "Originally, I was about to succeed, but I didn't expect that you came out stupidly halfway through, completely disrupting my plan." ”

"So you've decided to do something to me?"

Ruoren asked.

"Who told you to let my prey go. The woman sighed, "I have no prey, so I have to take you as a gift?"

"There are so many people in the inn, why do you have to choose me?"

Ruoren could feel that the spiritual power in his body was in a suppressed state, and it must have been something that this woman had put in the meal.

This caused him to be unable to seriously condense his spiritual power.

"Because I found out that you are a monk. The woman raised her eyebrows, "The prey before was all flat-headed people, as well as the so-called big thieves and gangsters, I haven't tried the cultivator yet......"

Listen to her.

Is it actually a cannibal?

Thinking of this, Ruoren couldn't help but shiver excitedly.

He had also heard of this situation, and in some remote villages, there was a habit of eating rice and meat, that is, cannibalism.

It's just that I didn't expect to meet him one day, but this time he is not a cannibal, but the one who is eaten......

A bit out of comprehension.

Ruoren, who has no true qi, is no different from a normal person, and his limbs are still bound by iron chains, no matter how you look at it, it is a mortal game.

"Young Hero...... Do you have any last words?"

The woman smiled and was about to pick up the kitchen knife on the board next to her.

"Blah, blah, blah, blah......"

Ruoren is now panicking.

It's impossible to say not to be afraid.

Because this crazy woman really wanted to kill him.

There was not the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power on the woman's body, which could prove that she was indeed an ordinary person.

But such an ordinary person played with his life as a monk.

"What else do you have to say?"

The woman didn't seem to be in a hurry to take Ruoren's life, but continued to talk to him with great interest.

"Let's discuss, don't kill me......" Ruoren squeezed out a smile and softened his tone.

"Give me a reason not to kill you. ”

Pulling the leather whip in her hand, the woman smiled and patted Ruoren's cheek.

"I'll give you something back, you believe me!" Ruoren saw that there was a play, and hurriedly swore his sincerity.

"You're telling me to let you go back?"

Ruoren nodded vigorously.

"Then tell me, how much is your life worth?" the whip loosened and tightened, constantly challenging Ruoren's nerves.

"Hundred gold...... No!" Ruoren stumbled, "You decide, you decide." ”

"It turns out that in your heart, your life is worth a hundred gold. The woman chuckled, and the whip hung limply on the ground.

Ruoren was about to cry.

The true qi in his body couldn't communicate at all, and he didn't know what medicine the woman had given him.

"That being said, if you're sincere enough, maybe I'll let you go. As soon as the woman's words changed, Ruoren just kindled a glimmer of hope, "But who knows if you will recruit your brothers and sisters, so that I can't eat and walk around." ”

Wakahito: ......

He could see now that this woman had no intention of letting herself go at all, at most she was just having fun with him.

"May I ask you a question?"

Seeing that the smile on the corner of the woman's mouth gradually faded, Ruoren asked seriously.

"You say. Seeing Ruoren so serious, the woman couldn't help but restrain her good look.

"Why are you doing such a thing in this inn?"

This is also something that Ruoren has never been able to understand.

Although the village is small, it is far from being deserted, there are many passers-by who come and go, and this inn is always occupied.

blatantly committing murder under the noses of everyone.

Is there anything she can't think of?

Hearing this, the woman's expression slowly condensed, and after a long time, she spoke: "You think I want this?"

"Or else?" Ruoren rolled his eyes, "Do you have any troubles?"

"yes. She closed her eyes, as if she was thinking about the past, "Since people live in this world, they will always be a little compelled. ”

"Did someone force you to do this?" Ruoren continued to ask.

"No one forced me...... It's me who forces myself. A trace of loneliness slipped over the woman's face, and Ruoren couldn't bear it.

Made.

Who's the one who was kidnapped?

However, at this moment, the woman suddenly laughed, swept away the previous haze, and smiled back and forth: "You stupid melon, you really believe it." ”

"Do all the cultivators stay like you? I really don't know how your master took you as an apprentice. ”

Wakahito's head was covered with black lines.

Because he was so invested just now, dare this woman be teasing her?

The city routine is deep.

He wants to go back to the countryside.

"Since I have already done this business, there must be a reason to do this business with all my heart, and as for what this reason is, you don't need to know. ”

"Are you going to kill me?"

Ruoren's tone went cold again.

The woman straightened her whip and put her stance out.

Just when the first whip was drawn, Ruoren's body suddenly burst out with a stream of spiritual power, and it turned out to be the woman's leather whip pushed away.

At this critical juncture.

The true qi in Ruoren's body actually returned to normal.

The woman was shocked and hurriedly swung her whip to draw a second whip.

With a cold snort, Ruoren broke free from the shackles, and the Gen character trick was lifted, building soil like a wall.

Several earthen pillars suddenly surrounded the woman tightly.

Monks are different from ordinary people.

I believe that women will understand this truth now.

The earth pillar didn't squeeze into the middle this time, Ruoren still kept a hand, the woman was not a monk, and he was not embarrassed to deal with her like those big men.

The woman stared at Ruoren for a long time before slamming the whip on the ground.

I sat down on the spot.

"Can you tell me why you're doing this?" Wakahito smiled, circling around the earthen pillar.

"Why should I tell you?" said the woman gritting her teeth.

"Because I can consider helping you?" Wakaren smiled, his eyes constantly looking at the woman in front of him.

I have to say that this chick is quite a bit beautiful.

It is also the first class in ordinary people's homes.

"I don't need you to help me. The woman turned her head away, no longer looking at Ruoren.

But Ruoren just wanted her to look at him, so he chased her gaze away.

Keep staring into her eyes.

"I won't lie to you, I believe you should feel it, I really want to help you. Ruoren said sincerely.

The woman hesitated for a moment.

looked at Ruoren with suspicion: "What you said is true?"

"Fake. Ruoren grinned and stood up again from the squatting position, "Just allow you to trick me just now, and not let me trick you." ”

With a long sigh, the woman was silent again, ignoring Ruoren.

Actually, she wasn't born to be evil.

As a human being, no one is born with the desire to kill or even eat people.

But she really had no choice.

As a controlled living "puppet", she has no choice at all.

Today, in fact, is also the first time she has killed someone.

Although she also played the role of the victim and acted as an accomplice before, she never really participated in the massacre.

This time is different.

As a necessary introductory lesson for her, she still can't escape the end of harvesting her life with her own hands after all.

Although she told Ruoren that she had eaten rice meat, in fact, she didn't even dare to look at it, and she didn't even dare to get close.

In this den of thieves, she is like a tool.

Have somebody at one's beck and call.

The brutes behind her didn't treat her as a human being at all, and today was a special situation, none of them showed up, leaving her alone to deal with this "crucial" step.

As long as she really poked the knife into the flesh.

That's really a bow with no turning back.

After all, accomplices and murderers have always been two concepts.

Seeing that the woman didn't speak, Ruoren pursed her lips.

Or took the initiative to come over.

"I'm serious, you look like you've never killed anyone, why do you do such a thing?"

The woman glanced at him, "Then have you ever killed someone?"

Ruoren was suddenly asked.

"I'm a monk, and I'm certainly not like you. ”