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Mingkong had seen this story a long time ago, and at that time, Mingkong also thought that the tiger was so stupid and the fox was so smart. But now, seeing that ordinary person in the rivers and lakes, and after getting the order of the Oriental girl, he walked back to the group of people in the rivers and lakes with great power, and suddenly understood that it was not the tiger who was stupid, but a bystander who thought the tiger was stupid like himself.

The work of distributing the elixir was going very smoothly, and the twenty 'Three Corpse Brain Divine Pills' were all distributed quickly, and with a flattering smile, he walked back to the front of the Dongfang girl, and without saying a word, he was about to kneel down and salute the Dongfang girl.

"Now that the twenty pills have been distributed, you can go."

Facing the people in the rivers and lakes who knelt down and saluted, the Dongfang girl didn't say anything, as if she didn't see him, she said a word plainly, she raised her hand lightly, and ordered a person out of the crowd again, and gave him twenty 'Three Corpse Brain Divine Pills' as usual.

The man in the rivers and lakes who was kneeling on the ground, when he heard the words of the Dongfang girl, he looked at the Dongfang girl with a pale face, his lips trembled, but he couldn't say anything. After him, the man in the rivers and lakes who received twenty 'Three Corpse Brain Divine Pills' glanced at him, gritted his teeth, and poured a 'Three Corpse Brain Divine Pill' from the bottle without saying a word, and before he gave it to others, he took the lead in swallowing one.

"What is this?"

Looking at all this in front of him, Mingkong muttered and asked in a low voice.

The Oriental girl glanced back at Ming Kong, the corners of her mouth raised a seductive arc, and she said with a chuckle: "This is the rivers and lakes." ”

"Jianghu?"

The man in the rivers and lakes who knelt on the ground, as if he had gained new strength from the smile of the oriental girl, asked a rhetorical question, jumped up from the ground, and laughed: "Go ****** the rivers and lakes!" ”

While scolding like this, this man in the rivers and lakes had concentrated his life's skills on his right fist, and blasted straight towards the Dongfang girl.

With this punch, he forgot everything he had just done, forgot that standing in front of him was the undefeated Dongfang who was the first in the world of martial arts, and forgot that it was difficult for him to survive today, he had forgotten everything, he was just like when he had never set foot in the rivers and lakes, behaved properly, according to the requirements of the master, meticulously, gathered his strength on the fist, and punched the fist out.

"People must be right! Punch straight! ”

In my ears, the master's teachings seemed to cross thousands of mountains and rivers, and resounded ethereally.

He had heard this teaching a thousand times, and he thought that even if he was dying of old age, even if his body was turned to ashes, he would not forget it. But he didn't expect that when he walked out of that small mountain village and really set foot in the rivers and lakes, but in just two or three years, he had forgotten all the teachings that he thought he had been engraved in his bones.

I forgot when it was, his person can no longer be regarded as upright, and his fist is like his waist, and he can no longer stand upright. His martial arts are wasted, but he is strangely famous in the rivers and lakes, and wherever he goes, people will recognize him. At that time, he thought that what he had done was right, that the master's teachings were old and outdated. The current rivers and lakes no longer need the real kung fu of people to be upright, and what the current rivers and lakes need is just a hypocritical mask of flattering each other and appreciating each other's faces.

This mask, if you wear it well, you are a hero! If you don't wear it well, it's evil, it's a demon cult!

But at this moment, when the master's teachings came to his ears again, he suddenly understood that it was himself who was wrong.

He finally understood that the essence of this boxing method was not that the master had never taught him, but that in the years when he had studied with the master, the master had already taught him by ear and face, and engraved it in his bones over and over again.

"Haoran righteousness!"

He shouted the name of the last move of this boxing technique, and smashed it at the oriental girl in front of him.

"False Taoism and Pseudo-Learning!"

No matter how tragic he was, and what kind of improvement he gained in the moment he put life and death aside, the gap between him and the Oriental girl was always there, no more, no less, just the length of an embroidery needle.

The fist that can kill a cow can't crush an embroidery needle, but the sharp tip of the needle pierces the cowhide.

The Oriental girl snorted coldly, shook her hand, and shook the tip of the needle, and the person in the rivers and lakes flew out and fell to the ground, with only a pinpoint-sized wound on her fist all over her body, but the internal strength of the Oriental girl had already pierced into his body, destroying all his internal organs, even if Ping Yizhi treated him now, he could not be saved.

He is just a small episode in the drama of this golden basin washing ceremony, the rivers and lakes will not calm down even a short moment because his death alone occupies nearly a thousand words, and the Oriental girl will not be touched by such a small person and let go of the hatred in her heart. As for the people in the rivers and lakes in the courtyard, for them, they won't remember that this person just risked his life to punch the Dongfang girl, but they will only remember that this person just now was holding the 'Three Corpse Brain Divine Pill' and pulling the banner of the Dongfang girl and killing a lot of righteous martial arts people. For them, if it weren't for the inappropriate venue and the timing not permitting, maybe they would have celebrated the death of such a martial arts scum, and they couldn't wait for everyone to go up and spit on his corpse to show their nobility.

"Haoran is upright, your master is also over half a hundred years old before he realizes that at your age, it is enough to masturbate."

Fortunately, although the vast majority of these rivers and lakes are wearing masks and becoming heroes, at least, there are still some people with clean faces. They may not be heroes, but they are much more authentic than those who wear masks.

A person, walked up to the nameless Jianghu person, squatted down, looked at his eyes that still refused to close tightly, said a word of comfort, raised his hand to caress his face, and closed his eyes for him.

When Mingkong heard this voice, he felt familiar, and looked up, only to find that it was a very familiar person, and exclaimed, "It's you!" ”

The man raised his head and revealed his true face, but it was the owner of the bun shop who claimed to be the king of Hengshan's sledgehammer.

Wang Dazhui glanced at Mingkong, like the owner of a steamed bun shop, smiled honestly, and said, "Little doll, tell you at that time that I also practiced, but you still don't believe it." ”

As he said this, Wang Dazhui glanced down at the dead man in the rivers and lakes at his feet, then looked at the huge corpse on the ground, looked up at the Dongfang girl, sighed Xiao Suo, and said, "Senior brother, did he let ......you go?"