Chapter 62: The Mystery of Life Experience!

"This ......"

Ling Wing Chun suddenly felt the fiery breath on her forehead, as if something was against her, Su Chen didn't dare to move, it seemed that she was still slowly getting bigger, still getting bigger, and finally completely stretched Su Chen's loose pants out of the sky. Fastest updates

Ling Wing Chun was almost mixed up by Su Chen, but she was extremely nervous, even if she was sluggish, she knew what it was, her heartbeat was faster, and she was restless, the six gods had no master, and her state of mind for decades was completely disturbed by Su Chen, just like throwing a big stone in a quiet lake, ripples layer by layer, lingering for a long time. Suddenly, three adjectives popped up in Ling Wing Chun's heart: so big! It's so hard! It's hot! The more this is the case, the more chaotic Ling Wing Chun's heart becomes, when did she become like this? She has a kind of longing, but she can't cross the thunder pool for half a step, because that is her own nephew! How could I have anything to do with him?

Ling Wing Chun leaned back slightly, the original posture of squatting on the ground was very unsightly, but she didn't care about it so much, after all, this was at home, and if that little thing dared to think cranky, she, who was an uncle, would definitely not spare him. But what Ling Wing Chun didn't expect was that he actually fell directly to the ground, originally planning to avoid Su Chen's hot and hard thing, but it didn't matter if he fell on the floor, the key was that the ceramic fragment that the plate had broken just now was still on the ground, this time, Ling Wing Chun's ass happened to sit on the ceramic fragment, Ling Wing Chun's face instantly became ugly, fortunately, the ceramic fragment was not big, but she could feel that it must have been inserted, and it was bleeding.

"Help me up, Su Chen, I'm ......"

Ling Wing Chun said through gritted teeth.

"What's wrong with you, Uncle Shi?" Su Chen asked, looking at Uncle Shi's face, is it angry with himself?

"I'm stuck in the ass." Ling Wing Chun said with difficulty, both shy and a little embarrassed.

Su Chen hurriedly helped Ling Wing Chun up, behind the white skirt, there was a pool of blood, not much, but it had already dyed the small half of the skirt behind the buttocks red, it must have hurt. Su Chen blamed himself in his heart, if he hadn't broken the plate, Uncle Shi wouldn't have been stabbed in the butt.

"You help me into the room, I'll take care of it myself."

Ling Wing Chun and Su Chen were both doctors after all, so they were soon relieved, but Ling Wing Chun didn't mean to blame Su Chen.

After helping Uncle Shi into the room, Su Chen retreated, turned around and went downstairs, ready to go and buy some external medicine for Uncle Shi. As soon as he walked out of the door of the community, Su Chen felt that a pair of eyes were staring at him all the time, and he walked to the green forest in the dead of night, and there was no one around, Su Chen said lightly:

"Come out, Ming people don't do dark things, and your Excellency's ability to follow is not very good."

"Sure enough, he is worthy of being Su Tianting's son, but there are some people in this city, but even if you have been incognito for 20 years and sent to Mount Emei, you still can't escape from the palm of my hand. Hand over the Heavenly Sword, and I'll leave you with a whole corpse. ”

A gray figure jumped down from the treetops, staring at Su Chen coldly, his forehead was bare, there was no hair, and there were only ring scars, but Su Chen could only see clearly that this was a monk wearing a monk's robe, who looked to be over half a hundred years old.

"Who are you? Do you know my father? ”

Su Chen's pupils constricted, his breathing was heavy, he didn't care about the origin of this person, he just wanted to know about his father, his father's name, was it called Su Tianting?

"Who am I, you don't need to know, back then, your father took away my Shaolin clan's guardian treasure Yitian Sword, his whereabouts are unknown, we have been chasing him for twenty years, but we didn't expect that in the end, the Yitian Sword actually fell into the hands of you, a yellow-mouthed child. Hand it over, I have compassion, I don't want to kill you. ”

The gray-robed monk clasped his palms together and made a look of great mercy, as if he didn't want to fight with Su Chen.

"Let me hand over the Heavenly Sword, that's a fool's dream, if you don't tell my father about it today, you won't want to leave here for half a step."

Su Chen said with a smile, with a touch of coldness in his eyes, most of this person is also friends and enemies with his father, although his father is dead, but this Yitian Sword, he will never fall into the hands of others, and he finally understands why the master handed over the Yitian Sword to him for preservation, this may be the relic left by his father back then.

"It's really beyond my strength, after a few years of cultivation in Mount Emei, do you really think that you are invincible in the world? Today I will teach you a lesson, but the result is likely to be something you can't bear, and that is death. ”

The gray-robed monk's voice became colder and colder, full of murderous intent.

"Fake monk, why don't we make a bet, if I can't beat you all over the ground in five minutes, even if I lose, how about it?"

Su Chen sneered while stimulating the gray-robed monk, the gray-robed monk's face began to become ugly, he didn't expect that he was so looked down upon, but the more so, the more he wanted to kill Su Chen.

"You're forcing me to kill you."

"Then try it, see if you have the ability, don't steal chickens and rice."

"Boy, since you toast and don't eat and drink, then don't blame me for being unkind, Yitian Sword, I'm going to decide, and I will take your life too."

The gray-robed monk's feet flashed, and he quickly approached Su Chen, his movements were fast, like flowing water, in one go, without the slightest feeling of stagnation, instantly narrowing the distance between the two people, Su Chen's eyes were always staring at the gray-robed monk, and the terrifying fist directly blasted at him, if it was Su Chen before, I am afraid that he would really have to deal with it carefully, but now he has opened up the two meridians, whether it is action, speed, agility, or strain, they are far beyond before, the gray-robed monk's movements seem to be the same as the slow motion in the movie, Su Chen has insight into the opportunity, The gray-robed monk's offensive was broken in an instant, Su Chen was both offensive and defensive, and when the gray-robed monk had not come back to his senses, the thunder kick had already been split, the strong wind gusted, the gray-robed monk's breath was stagnant, and he dodged again and again, Su Chen was unforgiving, and the gray-robed monk barely coped with it, and in less than ten moves, he had completely lost his previous arrogance, and he could only be beaten passively.

Su Chen is flexible and changeable, Tai Chi is both rigid and soft, the gray-robed monk was completely suppressed by Su Chen, and he had no power to fight back, Su Chen's fist was shocked, three punches in a row, all of them hit the gray-robed monk's body, and the real punch strength made the gray-robed monk spray two mouthfuls of blood, he never dreamed that this young boy was so powerful, even he was not an opponent. At a young age, he is so rebellious, and he will definitely be a big demon in the future.

"You're no match for me at all."

Su Chen slapped a palm on the shoulder of the gray-robed monk, the latter staggered backwards, his face was blue and red, Su Chen had already shown mercy to his subordinates, otherwise this palm, his left arm would have been costed.

The gray-robed monk had mixed feelings in his heart, it was really as Su Chen said before, he could be said to be stealing chickens today and not being able to eat a handful of rice, and he was suppressed by Su Chen as a grandson.

"I'll ask you again, who you are, I know everything about my father."

Su Chen's indifference made him feel the murderous intent emanating from the other party, and he was not the only one who could kill. The gray-robed monk knew that if he didn't tell the truth, maybe he would really kill himself. But as the special envoy of the abbot of Shaolin, if he kills himself, he will declare war with Shaolin, and Shaolin will definitely be inseparable from Emei.

"What if I don't say it? If you have the ability, you will kill me, you see if you will be hunted by the Shaolin Temple next, and when the time comes, I am afraid that Mount Emei will also be implicated, which I dare not guarantee. ”

The gray-robed monk was also a little trembling, after all, this kid was young and frivolous, if his mind was hot and he really clicked himself, then he would have no chance even if he regretted it. He is also gambling, and if he doesn't gamble, there is only a dead end.

"You're threatening me?" Su Chen's smile became brighter and brighter, and the gray-robed monk couldn't help but feel creepy, and this smile made him even more nervous.

"It's a wrong choice to threaten someone who knows how to heal. Do you think that if I don't kill you, I can't do anything about you? ”

Su Chen didn't dare to bet with him, in case he was really the person who was filmed by Shaolin and killed himself, he was not afraid of being an enemy of Shaolin, but he had to take into account Emei, if he was evil with Emei because of his Shaolin, then Su Chen's sin would be great, how could he be worthy of the master who raised him for 20 years?

Su Chen hurriedly approached the gray-robed monk, who retreated continuously, but Su Chen pressed step by step, there was no way to retreat, the gray-robed monk decided to fight with Su Chen to the end, but Su Chen didn't give him a chance, because Su Chen had already disrupted his pace with a slap on the bird's tail, and he was playing with it in applause, wanting to run? No way, because he doesn't have any chance anymore. Su Chen quietly took out two silver needles from his hands, one needle pierced the depression between the first and second cervical spinous processes of the gray-robed monk, Su Chen's dumb door acupoint, sealed the dumb door acupoint, he couldn't speak, this is Su Chen's first step, the second step is to insert the second silver needle into the waist of the gray-robed monk, under the spinous process of the second lumbar vertebrae, 3 inches next to it, this is where the laughing point is.

As soon as the double needles came out, the gray-robed monk suddenly laughed, but there was no sound, grinning no, Su Chen kicked out, and forced the two silver needles into the flesh and skin of the gray-robed monk, except for himself, no one would want to pull it out lightly.

The gray-robed monk smiled and leaned back and forth, rolling all over the ground, Su Chen was afraid of attracting others, so he sealed his dumb acupoint, so that he couldn't speak, and even the laughter was completely lost, this was the most painful thing for the gray-robed monk, while kicking his legs on the grass, he trembled with laughter. It is impossible for people to laugh all the time, because it may cause extreme excitement and fainting, or even death, although the gray-robed monk is so happy, but his heart is already miserable, and if he continues to laugh like this, he may really die of laughter, he is not the first person in the world to laugh to death, but he also does not want to be the nth person to laugh to death.

The gray-robed monk felt that the internal force in his body was gradually dissipating, and he had already lost the strength to laugh all over his body, in less than three minutes, he had begun to have difficulty breathing, and he couldn't extricate himself from laughing, but it was more uncomfortable than crying, the gray-robed monk had lived for half a century, more than fifty years old, and had never encountered such a strange thing, and his intestines were now repentant, and this little bastard was still looking at himself with a smile.

"When do you want to answer my question, just nod, you only have about two minutes left, and if the average person laughs for more than five minutes, it is possible to suffocate to death, and now it tastes very comfortable, right? Accompany you to get drunk and laugh for 3,000 times, tsk, I envy you a little. Hahaha. ”

Su Chen looked at the gray-robed monk playfully, the methods of torturing people, he had not learned, but he had no teacher, if a doctor wanted to torture people with medicine and needles, it would definitely be more painful than going to the guillotine, and there have never been fewer people who have died of laughter since ancient times. How could the gray-robed monk not know? Although he hated Su Chen, the little bastard, he nodded hurriedly and knelt at Su Chen's feet, he didn't want to die, let alone die laughing here. Looking at Su Chen's eyes again, some of them were just frightened, the methods of this little bastard were really elusive, and he didn't want to understand it anymore.

"I knew this was the case, why bother in the first place, alas, forget it, give you a chance to mend your ways."

Su Chen felt sorry for him. With a backhand, he lifted the gray-robed monk up, and after continuous shooting, the silver needle flew out with a whizz, and was pinched in Su Chen's hand, and the gray-robed monk plunged into the grass, gasping for breath, and his face was already as pale as gold paper.

"Okay, okay, don't pretend to be dead, now I ask something, you can sue me 1510."

Su Chen kicked the old monk, and the gray-robed monk shook his head, almost foaming at the mouth.

"How the hell did my father die? Did You Know? Su Chen's eyes flashed.

"I don't know, the death of your Su Tianting's father, no one knows, if anyone really knows, I'm afraid it's also a person in the eight major families, we have been tracking your father for so long, there is no clue, Yitian Sword was stolen, he became the public enemy of the entire martial arts, and he dared to steal the Yitian Sword in the Shaolin Temple, the first major faction in the martial arts, which made the entire martial arts ready to move, and they all wanted to fight for it and keep it for themselves, but there were countless people who died under your father's sword, and after the battle for the sword gradually subsided, your father disappeared. As for how he died, I don't know. ”

The gray-robed monk shook his head.

"Who are you? How did you know that I was Su Tianting's son? Su Chen asked tightly.

"I am Xuan Qing, one of the top ten elders of the Shaolin Discipline Academy, and I was ordered to arrest you and retrieve the Heavenly Sword. And sue me that you are the son of Su Tianting, you are dead, and the deceased is the greatest, I hope you don't ask. Even if you kill me, I won't say it, Su Tianting is a public enemy of martial arts, but it's a pity that he has the strength to dominate the world, but he doesn't take the right path, and he is innocent. ”

"Slap-" Su Chen slapped Xuan Qing's face, and his voice was like ice:

"I won't let you say that about my father."

"If you die, you will die, you will die, you will be innocent of death, what can't you say, even if I can't take the Heavenly Sword today, I won't give up."

Xuan Qing said unwillingly.

"Bang-"

Su Chen kicked Xuan Qing out of more than ten meters, Xuan Qing even spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and struggled for a long time but couldn't stand up.

", I don't want to see you again."

Su Chen turned around and walked out of the community, his father's death was already a fact, despite the grief, Su Chen had already accepted it. But he had to find out who had killed his father.