259 Xie Xiaoji is not on the line, I am on!

"Hall Master Murong, there is no need to be so ruthless, right?" Tianyi Zhenren stepped forward, looked at Zhu Gang's injuries, and said to Zhu Gang with a cold face.

"It's a competition, but you always have to see the high. If you are afraid of death, don't provoke, I Murong Hao doesn't know that the Thunderbolt Hall Master of the Mighty Earthquake River and Lakes is so unbeaten. ”

"You, you-" Zhu Gang's injury had just eased up, and when he was provoked by Murong Hao, a mouthful of blood spurted out again.

"Murong Hall Master said this, could it be that he bullied me There is no one in the Thunderbolt Hall, and the juniors are willing to come forward to ask for advice, and they also ask the seniors to give advice."

The one who spoke was Zhu Lun, the son of Zhu Gang, the master of the Perak Hall, who was famous for his mandarin duck legs, and he was as good as Zhu Gang. Zhu Gang is also quite proud of this son, and often tells a group of old friends that his son is better than the blue. And his friends also said that this child has no dog father, and there are successors to Zhu Gang's Thunderbolt Hall.

"Yellow-haired child, you are not my opponent, I advise you not to come up and send you to death." It's strange to say, Murong Hao is cautious and very tolerant. When he encounters an opponent who is better than him, he likes to laugh and pretend to be confused. Even if the other party scolds his wife in front of him, he will treat it as if he didn't hear it.

Today's Murong Hao is extremely arrogant, and he doesn't take so many people in his eyes at all, which really can't be said to be strange.

Xie Xiaoji smiled and touched Jin Zhonglou's hand, and Jin Zhonglou also nodded understandingly.

"Miss Wen, it seems that I haven't seen her since just now." Admiralty Tower said suddenly.

"Not to mention, I didn't see her either." Xie Xiaoji looked around, as far as his eyes could see. Wen Shu is no longer in Taiyige.

"I'll look for it."

"This is Wudang, Miss Wen should be fine."

"Nope. Xie Xiaoji, Miss Wen only had a feud with Yaowutang a few days ago. If you meet a disciple of Yaowutang, I am afraid it will be difficult to be good. "And the Golden Bell Tower looks at this Yaowutang, even in Wudang Mountain, it is not polite at all, either the jar is broken, or there is no fear, no matter which point, it is very unfavorable to Wen Shu.

The Admiralty Tower went out of the Taiyi Pavilion, and there was no exact direction, so he walked as he wished. He walked quietly. The field was lively again, and no one paid attention for a while, except for Shen Bingyi, Prince Yong, who was dissatisfied with his boss.

Zhu Lun's temper is very different from Zhu Gang, he is calm and not provoked by words. The father was seriously injured in the front, how could he, the son, not avenge his old man. He also knew that Murong Hao was cunning, and his father was defeated by his impulse, and he would not let this villain succeed again.

A pair of mandarin duck legs make it easy and hearty. In the field, I saw the shadow of the legs flying, and the two legs went up and down. Sometimes he attacked Murong Hao's upper three ways, and the next moment he attacked his next three sets. Murong Hao dodged very wolfly, and the martial arts people here all shouted happily, saying that Zhu Gang's son was really good.

Just when everyone was cheering for Zhu Lun. Zhu Yan suddenly moved, and fell from the air with a painful cry.

Everyone was startled and looked at the young man who had fallen to the ground and was convulsing in pain. His face was covered with a thick black mist. His hands clutched his face, his handsome face twisted with pain. I don't know how to get rid of it.

"On the er—on the er—" Zhu Gang's voice trembled, and his chest rose and fell with anger and extreme worry. The internal organs, which had been seriously injured in the morning, were frequently dripping with blood.

"It's horrible poison." In an instant, Zhu Yan's entire upper body was surrounded by black gas, and the poisonous gas spread quickly. Zhu Yan forgot to cry out for pain and struggle, his eyes were glazed, and his whole person had been reduced to a black miasma.

Saying that it was too late, Xie Xiaoji crushed the tea cup beside him with both hands, took out a piece of fragment and cut it on Zhu Yan's chest, cutting a two-inch gap. Then he used his hands in his palms and smashed the internal force fiercely, releasing the black blood in his body.

After doing these things, although Zhu Yan's face was still black, the poisonous gas no longer spread. Immediately, two Wudang disciples carried the father and son surnamed Zhu down to recuperate from their injuries.

The atmosphere in Taiyi Pavilion was strangely quiet to the extreme, and the people from the rivers and lakes who had been sitting on both sides all stood up one after another, surrounding the Yaowu Hall led by Murong Hao.

"It's too unfair to learn fairly, but to poison in secret, isn't it, Murong Hall Master?" Tianyi Zhenren has the most elderly style, and he also has a big belly. However, Murong Hao's actions today are beyond his control.

"Master Murong, you are an old-timer in martial arts, the other party is just a young man, you should always be more tolerant of young people. As soon as you make a move, you want this child's life, it's too vicious. Xie Xiaoji walked to Murong Hao's side, turned around twice, and said with a smile.

"Casualties are inevitable. What we Yaowutang specialize in is poison, just like your Xie Xiaoji's spiritual finger, poison is my Murong Hao's weapon. ”

Although this statement is not flat, it cannot be said that he is unreasonable. Murong Hao's villain behavior has aroused public anger, and I don't know which direction today's affairs will develop.

"Master Murong is right, Xie Xiaoji has been sitting for too long, and he also wants to move his muscles and bones. I used my two fingers to receive the master's tricks. Whether it was poison or a sharp blade, the Murong Hall Master was at will. ”

Xie Xiaoji is not a person who likes to be strong, and there are many people in this situation today, and it is not his turn. It's just that Murong Hao's poisonous kung fu is old and spicy, and his own kung fu is also very strong, even he is not completely sure about dealing with such a person, Xie Xiaoji is not willing to let other people take risks, and then he falls for Murong Hao's plot.

Besides, Zhu Gang is his friend, their father and son were killed one after another, with Xie Xiaoji's person, how can he allow others to bully his friend like this?

A look of panic flashed in Murong Hao's eyes, and he turned to smile and said, "What, you want to fight a wheel war?" You Xie Daxia is a well-known big man in the rivers and lakes, you won't take advantage of people's danger and take advantage of others, right? I fought with Zhu Gang first, and then with his son Zhu Lun, I was already beyond my strength, even if there was a cat and a dog at this time, I Murong Hao might not be able to fight. Of course, if you Xie Xiaoji are not afraid of being ridiculed by fellow martial artists, and Tianyi Zhenren and the heads of the sect don't mind if others say that you are sending a lot of oppression and bullying more and less, Murong Hao is willing to do his best to fight with you Xie Xiaoji. Even if he died under the finger of Xie Daxia's heirloom trick, Murong Hao would have nothing to say. ”

This person is also cheeky, obviously he is invincible, and he can also put all the blame on others. Xie Xiaoji's eloquence is first-class, usually he is the only one who makes others speechless, when did he encounter this situation of being completely speechless.

"Xie Xiaoji can't go, I'll go!" As she spoke, a young man stretched out a folding fan, gently pushed away the person in front of her, and walked out of the backyard.

Xie Xiaoji's head slammed, it's really terrible, why don't you leave this girl everywhere?

That's right, the person who came was Miss Wang, who incarnated as Han Ruo. Xie Xiaoji was still thinking about where this little ancestor had gone, who knew that she would appear in front of him in such a way.

"You're not injured yet, so you don't really want to do it yourself, do you?" When Wang Ling passed by Xie Xiaoji, Xie Xiaoji asked in a low voice.

If she really dared, he would tell her father about it, after all, only the owner of Wang Zhai could talk about the leather girl of his family.

"Don't worry, I still have self-knowledge, I'm just going to die at this time."

"If you know, it's good."

"Hmph." Wang Ling brushed open the folding fan, fanned it in a chic manner, and came to stand in front of Murong Hao. "My son really can't stand it, there are so many martial arts heroes, just you, a big villain, are jumping around here. If you have some real kung fu, my son may be able to barely cheer up a little bit. But you, an old man, only use a despicable and shameless trick, and if you don't come out, my clear and shining eyes will be completely polluted by you. ”

"Stinky girl!" Murong Hao gritted his teeth, he Murong Hao has been walking the rivers and lakes for so many years, when will it be the turn of a yellow-haired girl to speak a lesson?

"Hey! What a failure, am I really so feminine, wearing men's clothes, and I can't hide the elegance of my body? Wang Ling was wearing a human skin mask at this time, and she was dressed as a man, no one knew what this girl originally looked like, and she didn't know that she was Miss Wang, who was known for being naughty and causing trouble.

As everyone knows, this girl is still second to causing trouble, and her biggest advantage is that she is too straight. Undisciplined and spontaneous. Other people's concerns are not in her consideration at all, what kind of morality, martial arts reputation, she only does what she thinks she should do.

Zhang Chong, who was following her, felt ashamed, he was a man, and following a woman was enough to make people laugh, this woman was so narcissistic and stinky that it really made him a hot-blooded man embarrassed.

Mo Yun didn't think so at all, and when Miss Wang was narcissistic, she bent the corners of her mouth quite embarrassedly. His clean and sharp countenance, because of this smile, suddenly became innocent.

And Wen Shu, who didn't know where to run, stood in front of a three-way road, looking at the shadows shimmering under Wudang Mountain. A red soft sedan chair was rushed up the mountain by four men in red short suits. These four people are extremely light and carry a sedan chair, as if they have nothing. On tiptoe, flying on the narrow mountain road of Wudang, after a while, it was in front of you.

Wen Shu instinctively wanted to retreat, but the leg was like being filled with lead, and he couldn't move no matter how he moved.

The scene in front of me was inexplicably familiar.

Hidden in the depths of her memory, it was like an old forgotten dream. Wen Shu subconsciously shook his head, trying to remember, but he couldn't think of anything.

Then, she watched with her own eyes as the four red-clothed people fell lightly to the ground, and the sedan chair was placed on the ground, and the dust did not rise. The man in red knelt down towards her with one hand on the ground.

"Subordinates meet the sect master!"

"......" (To be continued......)