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Late at night, on the vast expanse of empty plains. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In the night sky not long after the New Year, the bright moon is almost half dark and half bright. The moonlight hit the flat ground of the wasteland, blending with a trace of fire not far away, and the white and red light were woven together.

There was silence, not even the sound of a bird or a beast.

The cold air of the past winter has not taken away the cold, and there is still a shivering wind everywhere. But as long as there are people who practice martial arts and are in better health, they can still bear to wrap one or two robes.

Where the six masters and apprentices were camped, the bonfire on the ground illuminated the surroundings. Outside the camp group, five or six young middle-aged people of similar stature were half-squatting and walking on horses, without saying a word. Everyone is dressed in thin cloth, closes their eyes, and meditates. Tied to the horse, the six of them also stretched out their fists to level out. Perhaps this posture has been going on for a long time, and many people have begun to shiver under the winter wind of the cold night. Hot sweat runs from the cheeks to the chin, the mouth and nose keep exhaling, and the face is slightly reddened from the cold.

"Master... It's been half an hour......," one of the young men whispered.

"Shut up." The middle-aged man led by him stopped drinking, still leading the five disciples to squat. This middle-aged man's skills seem to be very sufficient, and most of the disciples have begun to tremble, but he can stand for half an hour and still persist. "Stand for at least an hour before you go back to sleep! If you don't have enough feet, don't think about eating tomorrow. I do what I say. The middle-aged man said with a gloomy face.

The disciples may complain a little, but they also choose to be obedient and continue to hold on. Everyone understands that this is an extremely important part of training martial arts and polishing the foundation. In the sect, I am used to practicing the gun and the long stick all the year round, and the hand strength and arm strength are much stronger, but the leg strength is somewhat insufficient. If you don't have a good skill in actual combat, how can you fight with others!

Therefore, when the master imparts martial arts to his disciples, he will focus on making up for the weakness of the disciples' lack of leg strength. This Zama step seems simple, but as soon as the time lasts, whether you have the foundation will naturally be revealed.

The youngest boy at the end of the line, with a flushed face, brows and pursed his lips, persisted with his senior brothers. The young man's face was sharp and cold, and his eyes were as firm as an eagle. Unlike the senior brothers, the young man was still carrying a gray stone pestle stick of nearly eight feet behind him, and he knew that it was definitely not light without weighing. The young man must have carried a lot more weight than his brothers. But this young man stands more firmly than many senior brothers, and it seems that his skills are much stronger than those of his senior brothers.

All this, the middle-aged master at the head of the team watched. "Little junior brother...... You're still different, haha. The master thought to himself, and couldn't help but feel gratified, and looked at the group of little apprentices with a slight smile. The light of the fire still shone on everyone, and the six of them were striding in the cold night, exercising their strong physique.

………………

Songcheng, Jiangzhou, is a small city located in the southeast of Jiangzhou.

At night, the largest family in the city, the Shi family.

In a small alley somewhere in the compound of the Shi family, a young woman in a thin cotton robe walked in a hurry, pushing a waist-high child in a cotton robe in front of her. The woman's face was filled with joy, but the child's face was full of reluctance. The sound of the two people's "clicking" steps spread from the alley to the main hall.

In the main hall of the Shi family, it was late at night, and there was only one person in the main hall. It was a middle-aged man in his fifties and sixties with a gold-rimmed ferret fur and a slightly white beard, sitting on a large chair draped in tiger skin in the center of the main hall, calmly reading an old book of Wei Bian in the faint light by the candlelight in the hall. The main hall was so quiet that it almost sneered! The sound of flipping books can almost be heard outside.

Click! The woman pushed the child across the threshold and went directly to the main hall, and the middle-aged man immediately looked up. Looking at the mother and son in front of the door, their faces were suspicious, "What's the matter?" The middle-aged man's deep voice came out.

"Patriarch, my child turns six this year. His body is not suitable for martial arts, you can help me, help me take a look......" The woman said hurriedly, panting all the way before she spoke. After hearing this, the middle-aged man closed the book, got up from the big chair and walked towards the mother and son. His face was suspicious, and his steps were heavy.

"Mother, I don't want to practice martial arts, Keju is much more fun." The child's immature voice said.

"Shut up! What do you know about a child, practicing martial arts is a ......" The woman immediately stopped drinking, but she was only halfway through her words, and the middle-aged man of the child's "grandfather" who was walking slowly in front of her reached out and signaled to shut up. Step by step, the middle-aged man is about to walk to the child. The child's face still showed doubts, what is grandpa going to do here?

At this time, the middle-aged man stretched out his hand and grabbed the child's wrist, as if feeling something. The women did not dare to speak, and the middle-aged people did not say a word, so that the atmosphere was so heavy that even the children did not dare to speak. After the middle-aged man probed the child's meridians, he reached into the child's clothes and touched the child's spine bones. After a while, it reached out again and pinched slightly in front of the child's waist bone......

"Grandpa, it hurts." The child looked up at the middle-aged man.

"Kid, try to see what you can do." The middle-aged man has a strong voice, but how does this kid know what transportation capacity is? Before he could ask in doubt, the middle-aged grandfather explained first: "It is to concentrate the strength of the whole body in one place, the waist and abdomen, and the hands and feet." Focus your forces somewhere, let me see. ”

However, this child is a little dull by nature, and even then he still doesn't understand it, and only does it a little roughly. After the middle-aged man saw the performance of the child's "luck", he actually showed a smile. This made the mother of the child, who was completely afraid to stop and watch from the sidelines, be ecstatic! She understands that if this child's martial arts qualifications are better and the clan gives good training, then she will be completely outstanding, and the chick will fly to the phoenix's nest!

"You...... Which room is it? The middle-aged man withdrew his hand and looked up at the woman with a smile.

"Hui Yu Patriarch, I am the second room of Qinghai, and this is the third son of Qinghai. Qinghai is ......" was stopped by the middle-aged man "patriarch" who stretched out his hand to stop him, and the middle-aged man smiled, "Qinghai I know who it is." As for this child, go back and tell Qinghai! Say this kid ......"

"What's wrong with this kid?" The women stared at the patriarch expectantly as if their eyes were shining.

"This kid is suitable for Keju! Go back and practice hard, and in the future, you will be one of the best Keju masters in the dynasty! The middle-aged man's smile turned into anger in an instant, "I also told Qinghai by the way that he will be responsible for such a thing in the future, don't look for me again!" With that, the middle-aged man turned around and pushed the door shut. Only the mother and son stood outside the door, the child was full of joy, and he would be able to kick and bow again in the future. But the mother understood the meaning of the middle-aged man's words, and pulled the child away in frustration.

"Alas...... It's annoying. The middle-aged man in the main hall sat back in his place and continued to flip through the old books in his hand, sighing. Which descendant should pass on the bloodline of my Shi family? ……”

Shijia West Garden.

When the child returned to the room, his mother ignored him. Just let him go to bed earlier and stop playing. The child was delighted, lit the lamp, took a piece or two of yellow paper and a brush from the cupboard, and scribbled on the paper.

At that moment, a ball rolled out of the corner of the room and gradually rolled to the child's feet.

"Huh? Isn't this the Keju that my dad gave me today? Wasn't it taken away by my mother, why did I come back to the room again? The child said happily, put down the pen and paper, picked up Keju and began to play. One moment with his feet, the other with his hands to slap, it's really fun. And the figure hidden in the shadow in the corner, the child never noticed.

"Haha! Grandpa said I was suitable for Kemari! I knew it. ”

The child was excited.

"Grandpa said so, I should be able to kick Keju every day in the future, right?"

He didn't understand the meaning of his grandfather's words.

"Kid, is Kemari fun?" A dull voice sounded.

"It's fun!" As soon as the child answered, he realized that there was someone else in the room. Then the child looked into the corner of the room in astonishment, and saw the tall figure sitting on his stomach that could barely see his whole body in the shadows, and immediately asked, "You, who are you, and why are you in my room?" ”

The figure in the darkness smiled slightly, and then said, "I know that there is a place where there are a lot of Keju, and there are many friends who accompany you to play Keju!" Do you want to go? Do you want me to take you there? ”

"Good! Where's that......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw a loud sound in the dark corner, as if a white light flashed in an instant, and it was nailed to the wall behind the child, which was a blood-soaked flying knife that had turned from red to white. The child, who was still standing still, could no longer speak, his eyes were as wide as those of a dead fish, and he opened his mouth to say something, but he could not speak. At the neck under the chin, a bloody hole had appeared, and red blood was gushing outward. After a while, the child said, "Boom! ——" fell to the ground with a thud. Blood stained the floor around him, and the child's vision gradually dimmed, and then he was completely dead.

The figure in the darkness stood up and walked towards the child on the floor. Straddled over the child's body, pulled out the throwing knife nailed to the wall, and took out a towel to wipe the blood away. When the young man turned around, the light outside the window shone on his face, a face that seemed to have endured a lot of pain. He was dressed in light black clothes that covered his whole body for night raids, and carried a light linen cloth wrap on his back. Large and small cloth bags were tied around the waist and knees, and there were a lot of things. The young man's eyes revealed monstrous anger and endless killing intent.

Then the young man jumped up and took the small hole in the roof of the small house and left. The darkness hidden in the darkness, it seems that no one in the courtyard is aware of the existence and appearance of this young man.

"Zang'er! Zang'er! ”

The young woman came to her son's room, put her hand on the buckle and was about to push it open. At that moment, a figure rolled down from the roof and came behind the woman almost without a sound. Only the faint sound of a knife was heard, and the woman's body also fell weakly in the shadows. Because the ground was rocky and the women wore cotton robes, there was almost no sound for the women to fall to the ground. Beyond three feet, you don't know what's going on here.

The young man set aside the woman's body, and then walked a few steps through the alley, and soon disappeared into the shadows, where it was difficult to detect.

"I'm not satisfied with killing you, I still have to kill your whole family - Shi Xuanning!"

The young man's waist hung an iron sign, engraved with the words "You Scale Sect".

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