According to the original book, if there is really such a flower thief, who is very handsome, uninhibited in behavior, superb and strong in martial arts, and especially stresses the righteousness of the rivers and lakes, then the image closest to the standard is Tian Boguang.

Chu Zihe, who woke up with Venus in his eyes, first moved to touch the bottom of his body, fortunately, he was still there, he was not a eunuch!

He breathed a sigh of relief, happy in his heart, but he was a little puzzled, after all, Tian Boguang in the jade tablet space was already a monk, and he was clicked with a knife, why is the baby still there? Could it be that the plot time of the possession is wrong, shouldn't it be possessed after Tian Boguang becomes a monk?

In fact, he didn't need to verify it at all, and the hair on his scalp had indirectly confirmed his guess.

Sure enough, the timing of possession was not right!

Chu Zihe's second action was to look around and observe the terrain around him. It was only after the dizziness brought by the possession in his mind dissipated that he realized that it was not his vision that was blurred at all, but that it was evening, the sun had set, and the night had become hazy.

And this place is a verdant mountain forest, the waterfall in the distance is like a white dragon, pouring down from the mountain peaks above, and in the near distance, the fireflies fly in the grass, like the stars in the sky, which is extraordinarily beautiful.

"Where is this?"

Chu Zihe scratched his scalp and just wanted to lift his feet, when suddenly there were a few clanging piano sounds and a few whimpering flute sounds in the wind.

Chu Zihe's face was overjoyed, there were people!

Someone will be able to know where this is, and they will be able to see where the wheels of the plot are rolling now, so that they can plan earlier.

But he is not a fool, since he has been possessed by Narita Boguang, the world's number one flower thief, it is better to be a low-key person, if a careless was stabbed to death by the little lady who had been picked before, it would be too unworthy, he must have suffered a lot of vitality, and the soul was doomed, and he didn't want to experience that kind of taste again!

Gently moving the footsteps, the elegant sound of the piano continues to come, like the water of a great river gushing endlessly. After a while, the soft sound of the flute disappeared into the rhyme. The sound of the piano is peaceful and upright, sandwiched by a quiet and bright hole flute, and the rhythm is extraordinarily moving. Then the sound of the piano gradually became high-pitched, but the sound of the flute slowly deepened, but the sound of the flute was low and continuous, like a gossamer fluttering in the wind, continuous, and reverberating to the intestines.

The sound of the waterfall next to it rumbled, and it couldn't hide the sound quality of the flute itself, Chu Zihe first felt that his internal strength was not shallow, and he was definitely a master!

There are masters, so you have to keep a low profile.

But before he could get closer, the sound of fighting and the violent impact of blades sounded in front of the waterfall in the distance, and the shouts of people also came and went.

"What's the matter, it's actually fighting?"

With a curious heart, Chu Zihe finally arrived at the scene of the incident. I saw a tall man in front of the waterfall holding a sharp sword, straight at the throat of a little girl. The person playing the piano and flute next to him had already fallen to the ground, as if he had been pointed, and he could only stare at the sword-wielding man with his eyes, his eyes full of anger.

Behind the rocks, a tall man stood with his waist crossed, followed by a short girl, with a graceful figure, wrapped in a wide robe, and her face could not be seen clearly in the shadows.

Chu Zihe was surprised, but when he heard the following sentence, he was immediately dumbfounded.

"Linghu Chong, it turns out that you are also secretly colluding with the demon sect demons. I didn't expect that your dignified Huashan disciple would actually join the Demon Sect. The long sword in his hand trembled, the cold light flashed on the blade, and he wanted to stab at the tall young man.

Linghu Chong?

Oh my God, he turned out to be Ling Hu Chong! Chu Zihe was overjoyed, but what kind of plot is this in front of him?

"Ling Hu Chong, you still don't kneel, today Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang will definitely die, even Qu Yang's granddaughter I have to get rid of them together, the demon sect wants to be evil, it's not a pity to die, you, dare to stop me?" The tall man shouted loudly, but he was merciless, brushing and stabbing at Linghu Chong with three swords, and the green light was magnificent.

Suddenly, the young nun in a wide tie ran to the side of the little girl who fell to the ground, turned her head to the tall man and admonished: "Uncle Fei, the sea of bitterness is boundless, turning back is the shore, you only have the heart to do bad things now, the real bad things have not been done, it is not too late to stop the precipice." ”

Chu Zihe's eyes widened, Ling Hu Chong, Little Nun, Uncle Fei, Demon Sect, these series of words were connected, and he finally understood which plot this was, no wonder the picture would be so familiar, this was clearly a chapter of "teaching chess".

In the original plot, Liu Zhengfeng of the Hengshan faction and Qu Yangqin Xiao and Ming, the elders of Heimuya, were cited as bosom friends, but they were not allowed by the righteous path, and before they died, they transferred the score of "Smiling Proud Jianghu" to Ling Huchong, and there was a series of earth-shattering anecdotes about the rivers and lakes.

If his guess is right, this little nun who follows Ling Hu Chong must be Yilin, Tian Boguang's sweetheart who has been thinking about for a long time, stepping on the iron shoes and finding nowhere to go, it takes no effort to get there!

As for the tall man with the sword must be a lackey of the Songshan faction, as for his name Uncle Fei or something else, Chu Zihe has long forgotten to go to Java, and he only knows that Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang are dead, as well as Qu Yang's little granddaughter.

"Hey, I remember that the little girl below should die, it seems that her name is Qu Feiyan, just because he is very similar to the name of a beautiful writer in the new century, I remember it, I am not happy, well, will I save it or not?" Chu Zihe was hesitating, but Uncle Fei didn't give him much time to think about it.

The "executioner" over there turned a deaf ear, and like the original plot, the typical villain behavior of turning his face and not recognizing people, after forcing back Ling Hu Chong with a sharp sword, he slashed directly at the two little girls opposite with the strategy of striking east and west, and under the cold light, Ling Hu Chong didn't have time to react at all.

"I'll rub it, Little Master Irene, you thief dare to hurt you, you go and die first."

Chu Zihe was shocked, if Yilin was injured, then Tian Boguang would not deduct his "rations", absolutely not!

Instantly angry from the heart, carrying the internal force accumulated in Tian Boguang's body, the "snap of the fingers" that had already been imprinted in his brain was transported out, and a thick internal force was like a dragon cruising, directly rushing out of the center of the middle finger and thumb, and the huge force pushed the mountain stone in his hand to fly away.

Hearing only a "squeak", the long sword in Uncle Fei's hand directly turned into a blue light in the sky and scattered aside.

"Who? There is a kind of out! ”

Chu Zihe saw that he was a thief, and the timidity hidden in his eyes was revealed from the bottom of his eyes, and he sneered. But he didn't plan to come out in the first place, it's better to shock him in secret!

It's just that Chu Zihe somewhat underestimated the cunning of the enemy. During the shouting of Uncle Fei, the broken prisoner, the movements of his hands did not stop at all, a rabbit fell, and his right hand was directly buckled on the throat of Irene underground, which was not enough, his toes stepped directly on Qu Feiyan's body, and his face was smiling.

"Come out, or I'll kill everyone!"

And Linghu Chonggan on the side stared at him, but there was no way, because the fight just now had caused his old injuries to recur, and Chu Zihe clearly saw that the blood on his body was dripping on the mountain stones.

"Kill, kill, I don't care, anyway, I'm just uneven, when they die, it's not too late for me to kill you, it's hard to be a good person now!"

"Ah, are you Tian Boguang?" Over there, Linghu Chong blurted out the words.

"Damn, I'm lurking like this, you can hear that?" Chu Zihe is depressed to death, big brother, don't say it even if you know? Doesn't that give people a handle?

"It turned out to be you, a thief who picks flowers, hum, Tian Boguang, you came just in time, kill this enemy Ling Hu Chong, I will help you correct your name in the rivers and lakes!"

"Zhengming, you are a bird, Lao Tzu doesn't know you at all!"

In the momentary consternation of Uncle Fei, Chu Zihe, who had seen through his face, was like an arrow from the string, galloping fast, and at the same time, the mountain stone in his hand shot out, and the sound of breaking the air suddenly struck.

"Tian Boguang, you are looking for death!"

Uncle Fei's face was pale, dodging the attacking rocks, kicking Qu Feiyan out of the foot, just about to withdraw the hand that was pinched in Yilin's throat, when he saw Chu Zihe's glowing eyes, he instantly came to his senses.

"Tian Boguang, it turns out that you want this little nun, if you take another step forward, I will pinch her to death now!" After saying that, she increased the force in her hand, and Yilin immediately blushed and had difficulty breathing.

"This old fox!"

Chu Zihe was depressed, he was recognized, and his current situation was very bad, he only knew in the process of running just now that this Tian Boguang was a mess except for light skills, and he was not as strong as he was in reality, because the jade tablet fragment was restricted, many attack methods did not know if they could be used, and they were very passive.

"What do you think? Kill Linghu Chong and defect to me, or I'll kill you all!" Uncle Fei looked at Chu Zihe with a sneer, and the strength in his hand was overwhelming, and Yilin's face turned purple.

"You"

Chu Zihe hesitated, as if he had caught a dead hole.