The night was bleak, Luoyang was in turmoil, and the wildfires in the city burned one-fifth of the city, and there was still no sign of extinguishing.

Billowing black smoke drifted through the night, adding to the chaos in the city.

But the city gate was blocked, so that the city was boiling and fighting, and it slowly subsided, whether it was a decent knight or a soldier of the Northern Dynasty, after this half-day fight, they were exhausted.

As long as the city gate is not lost, thousands of cavalry from the Northern Dynasty outside the city are not allowed to enter the city, and Luoyang City is defended.

It's just that...

This city is about to be soaked in blood.

The beggar gang leader, Zhang Tugou grabbed the green bamboo stick, and was flying between the eaves and buildings, and the surrounding fighting could not enter his eyes, and the screams were not in his ears.

He stared at the White Horse Temple with black smoke billowing in the distance, and his feet were a little faster.

"Lei Lie, don't die there."

Zhang Tugou was anxious.

As Lei Shiyin's father-in-law, when he ambushed and killed the master of the Demon Sect a few months ago, Lei Lie told him about Lei Shiyin's life experience.

He has been in contact with Lei Lie and Lang Seng for many years, and he knows that these two people are in love with Lei Shiyin, and he can probably guess what judgment those two will make in the current situation.

To save, or not to save?

Zhang Tugou didn't hesitate for too long and made a decision.

Shiyin's little girl, calling herself her father-in-law, has been called for so long, and if she doesn't take a look, she feels uneasy.

"Huh"

Zhang Tugou swept over a street corner, and heard a fierce fight in the distance, and in the dead and silent street not far from the White Horse Temple, it seemed that there were still masters fighting for their lives.

The sword light is rolling, and there is a real qi explosion, and at first glance, it is a battle between several people, and the means are not low.

Luoyang tonight is really chaotic.

"Zhang Tugou!"

Just as the beggar gang leader crossed the eaves of a small courtyard, a voice sounded under him, making Zhang Tugou's lifting stop, he grabbed the green bamboo stick and looked back.

In the darkness of the eaves, Yang Beihan, who was five short statures, was sitting there, holding a wine gourd in his hand, hiding in the dark, and he couldn't see his specific situation.

"Are you going to help Lei Lie?"

Yang Beihan asked sharply:

"Do you know that tonight's event is a battle between good and evil, and in the first half of your life, you have tried to keep yourself out of the matter, not biased, but now, how can you be so demented?

Do you know that when you go, there will be no turning around! Do you really want to help the righteous path and make us enemies? ”

Zhang Tugou stood on the eaves.

He was silent for a few moments, and then spoke:

"Elder Beihan's words are serious, I'm just a group of people called Huazi, even if we help the righteous path? Could it be that the Seven Sects of the Demon Sect are afraid that I will not be able to wait for a group of lowly beggars? ”

"Don't fight with this seat haha!"

Yang Beihan's voice was a little cold, and he said:

"I'm going to ask you if you've made up your mind!"

"What about the next?"

Zhang Tugou's voice was in vain, from that humble state, to solemn, always arched back, but also straightened up, he looked at Yang Beihan in front of him, he said loudly:

"You're not Zhang Moxie! You're not my benefactor! Why do you want our Lao Zhang to help you do things! Elder Beihan, you are strong in martial arts and ruthless in your methods.

But don't think too much about yourself, and don't talk to me about the general trend of the world!

I am a person in the rivers and lakes, and I act freely.

Today, Lao Tzu is going to help Lei Lie, he has been worshiping me for many years, and he has the grace of knowing me, without the help of the Heluo Gang, my beggar gang is not as strong as it is today!

If I sit idly by and watch him die, it is unrighteousness! ”

"He's just taking advantage of you!"

Yang Beihan's voice was a little colder:

"You went tonight, but you fell for Lei Lie's scheme, and in the future, you will have to be tied to the righteous path and the Heluo gang, and the love between you and me will be gone.

When we meet in the future, it's just you living or dead...

Zhang Tugou, you are the old man of the old master, I will advise you to think clearly today! Your beggars all over the world can't withstand my seven slaughters!

Those decent people, one by one, are above the top, you are in trouble, will they still try their best to help? ”

"Huh"

Hearing this, Zhang Tugou sneered, and he said:

"What about utilization?

At least Lei Lie is willing to call me a brother and brother for ten years, and I also know that I am a flower child, no one can afford it, he is willing to intersect with each other, and let his daughter recognize me as a father-in-law.

He gave me enough face and married me for ten years, even if it is hypocritical, there is a bit of truth in it.

Your Demon Sect keeps saying that you will wait for a future for me, but you don't even want to do superficial work!

What kind of thing are you, Yang Beihan, and you are also worthy of calling the head of our beggar gang and being a domestic servant! Do you really think you are Zhang Moxie?

Zhang Moxie's generation of strange people has never humiliated our old Zhang so much! ”

The big dragon head glanced at the darkness where Yang Beihan was hiding, and he said:

"Elder Beihan, if you don't say a few words, I'll tell you, tonight is our old Zhang for the sake of Zhang Moxie's face, spare your life!

! Hugh be noisy!

If you provoke Lao Zhang's anger, I will fight for my life tonight, and I will leave you here! Who can you hide from that wound on your body? ”

After speaking, Zhang Tugou, who raised his eyebrows, was no longer gloomy in his heart, and reflexively swept towards the White Horse Temple, and lightly touched the eaves with a lotus flower, which was really like a lotus step by step.

Carrying the most powerful flower in the rivers and lakes, he flew to the place where the righteous brothers fought for their lives.

Behind him, Yang Beihan stood up from hiding with a gloomy face.

The wine gourd in his hand moved down a few points, revealing a sword wound on his chest.

The sword of the mountain ghost is too ruthless.

He couldn't even hide the injuries on his body, and even Zhang Tugou, a master of the earth list who was a few points weaker than him, could see it clearly.

"Spare my life?"

The Seven Absolute Elders clasped the wine gourd in their hands.

He has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for so many years, when has he ever been so humiliated by a man named Hanako?

But now the situation is stronger than people, and he couldn't bluff Zhang Tugou, so he really had to endure it.

"Phew"

Yang Beihan covered his heart, flew a few feet back, and secretly made up his mind that if he met it next time, he would definitely concoct this slaughter dog, but the beggar gang had already made up his mind to stand on the right side.

This made the Demon Sect's side cut off another bit of strength to help.

What a hassle.

"Huh"

Zhang Tugou borrowed his strength on the courtyard wall of the White Horse Temple, and crossed the frozen burning building, where the smoke was bursting, making it difficult for people to breathe, and he looked down, at the edge of the temple, there was a fight to the death.

The Heluo gang people dressed in black are fighting for their lives, and the demon sect members are carrying to the death, and the two sides have already killed the red eyes, and the backyard of this thousand-year-old temple is already full of corpses.

"Lei Lie!"

Zhang Tugou saw the situation in the field, and his teeth suddenly cracked.

Lei Lie, the leader of the Heluo Gang, had run out of oil, had broken a leg, was blind in one eye, and was supporting each other with the Lang Monk, and was being attacked repeatedly by several Demon Sect masters.

The long knife in his hand was out of order, and he just cared about dancing around.

And the Lang Seng was even more miserable, his left arm was cut off by Qi Gen, and his chest was also covered with frost, leaving only the broken Buddha stick in his hand, holding Lei Lie, and injecting his true qi into his brother's body for him to continue fighting.

Beside the two of them, there were several tragic corpses lying horizontally, looking like that, they were all Demon Sect masters who were killed by Lei Lie and Lang Monk in a desperate fight.

These two... How many did you kill?

He made himself so miserable.

Seeing this ferocious scene, Zhang Tugou was also angry in his heart.

When he was not yet developed, it was Lei Lie who helped, and it is not an exaggeration to call it the grace of knowing the encounter, and when he became the leader of the beggar gang, it was the Heluo Gang who generously donated money to help him get through the most depressed time.

Lei Lielang Monk made suggestions with him again, made the beggar gang stronger and stronger, and also used means to let him Zhang Tugou become a beggar and become a top ten masters of decency.

Without Lei Lie and Lang Monk, there would be no beggar gang with a good reputation all over the world today, and there would be no today's Zhang slaughtering dogs.

That is his fate nobleman, the same as Zhang Moxie, if there is no them, Zhang Tugou will be the whole life, I am afraid that he can only have a round belly, how can he have today's style.

Not to mention...

The person who was trapped and fighting, and the oil ran out of lamps, was still his sworn brother who slaughtered dogs.

Even if it's meant to be used?

Could it be that it is a false brother?

"Wait for the thief! Death! ”

Zhang Tugou grabbed the green bamboo stick, jumped down from the building, and rushed into Lei Lie's side, a green bamboo stick, flipped and danced in his hand, and the true qi of the mixed heaven in his body exploded, and the smoke and blood stains around him splashed everywhere.

He was furious in his heart, and he naturally acted mercilessly.

The green bamboo stick brought up the whirring sound of the wind, hitting the ground around it, reverberating in bursts, and each roll injected the true qi into the surface, causing the masonry to crack, and the true qi surged from the ground for several feet, shooting out from the feet of the demon sect man.

It's like a dark arrow fired, and it's hard to resist.

Twelve masters, with Lei Lie, Lang Seng fought to the death, now there are only six left, and everyone is injured, looking to kill these two madmen on the spot, but halfway to kill a Zhang Tu dog.

The beggars are not good at martial arts.

But it doesn't mean that the beggars don't know martial arts.

This lotus stick that brought up the true qi from the ground to raid was also a must in the martial arts, and the demon sect people were constantly rushed out of the ground by the chaos of innocence, and they were in a hurry for a while.

Zhang Tugou's eyes flashed with fierce light, and when the lotus stick broke through the formation, the green bamboo stick in his hand changed his posture, and a few stars were shaken off in the air, and it was like a spear, and it was fiercely pointed at the chest of a demon sect master, knocking him back a few feet.

Starting and turning around, the seven stars stepped up, walked seven steps in a row, gathered momentum, and held a stick in both hands, like holding a war hammer, with the power of a thousand jun, a stick hit.

"Bang"

The bone knife in the hand of the demon sect master with the knife broke inch by inch, and the stick broke the long knife, and with the innocent qi that was tumbling endlessly, it smashed on the man's shoulder.

"Bang"

Under the heavy pressure, the Demon Sect master's shoulder bone was cracked, and the huge force hit him to his knees, Zhang Tugou shook it casually, and the green bamboo stick swept across his neck, like a war knife.

The big head was swept away more than ten feet away.

The blood-spurting headless corpse fell to the ground and stained the green bamboo stick, making Zhang Tugou, who was dressed in a tattered beggar costume, a little more murderous.

"This Beidou column lacks sticks, or is it from your Demon Sect Bishop..."

Zhang Tugou held a stick in one hand, protecting in front of the Lei Lielang monk, and his innocent qi rolled around his body, like the wind rolling and swaying, blowing his tattered robe and dancing.

This unsightly beggar gang leader, with cold eyes, looked at the five Demon Sect masters in front of him who were already at the end of the crossbow.

He said:

"Today, you will harm my brother and swear to kill you!"

"Slaughter the dog, ahem."

Behind him, Lei Ye was blind in one eye, and he thought that he was powerless to reverse it, but when he saw Zhang Tugou rushing towards him, he suddenly let out a heart-rending laugh, and then triggered the wound and sprayed out a wisp of blood.

Most of his body has lost consciousness, and he has used nine points to sacrifice himself many times, causing the meridians in his body to burst.

But the knife in his hand was still fastened.

"I don't dare you come."

Lei Ye was carried by the monk Lang, took a few steps forward, and stood with Zhang Tugou.

Blood blurred his remaining eyes, and the world in front of him was all blood-red.

He was dizzy, as if the ground under his feet had become a little softer, he licked the sweet blood from the corner of his mouth with his tongue, and said to Zhang Tugou:

"You don't use it, back then, our old Lei, formed a righteous alliance with you in order to use you."

"Don't talk."

Zhang Tugou scolded casually:

"What are you not calculating? We Lao Zhang already knew, but so what? Shiyin baby, I have called our old Zhang my father-in-law for so many years...

The fake has come true.

It's just that Lao Zhang was delayed on the road for a few moments, and he couldn't say that he could save your life.

You old Lei, on Huangquan Road, don't blame me. ”

"Death is death."

Lei Ye shook his head indifferently, and he couldn't see his original face anymore, he grinned a little, he patted the monk and said:

"Kill a few more before you die, kill enough, and my daughter will be safer in the future... Slaughter dog, your assistance, our Lao Lei has written it down, but unfortunately, Lao Lei doesn't have much to give you. ”

"You've got enough."

Zhang Tugou stretched out his hand, put it on Lei Ye's shoulder, and injected the true qi of Chaotian Gong into Lei Ye's body, making him sober up.

The oil ran out, and most of the blood in his body flowed out.

This can't be saved no matter what, and it's hard to save the gods in the world.

Thinking of the two of them who have been friends for many years, seeing the tragic situation of their friends now, Zhang Tugou also sighed in his heart, he said:

"I know your and Lang Seng's intentions, don't worry, although our Lao Zhang can't mention the string, but in the future, Shiyin will take care of it."

"Phew"

The prodigal monk, who had not spoken, said in a hoarse voice like a ghost:

"My Shiyin, I don't want to be a little Huazi with you, Lei Lie and I have arranged a way for Shiyin, Lao Zhang, you can help her in the future.

The two of us went down to the Yellow Spring, and I thank you for your kindness. ”

"Done!"

Zhang Tugou patted his chest and said loudly:

"In the future, Shiyin's business will be my beggar's business!"

"Okay, that's good."

Lei Ye took a few breaths, he looked back, and the more than 100 Heluo elites who came with him were now less than 30 people left, and they followed behind Lei Ye, Lang Seng and Zhang Tugou in silence.

Lei Ye stretched out his hand with difficulty and made a gesture, so in this thousand-year-old temple in the sea of corpses and blood, the Heluo Gang who had fought a bloody battle quietly dispersed.

One by one, they held bows and crossbows, and blocked the way of the last five Demon Sect masters.

Bloody nose, like Shura hell.

The monk pronounced the Buddha's name, he looked at the five people in front of him with frightened faces, and said:

"When the hour came, the poor monk had heard the gongs and drums of the Yellow Spring, and Shura was coming, and he was about to go down to the underworld to be tortured by the eighteen layers of hell for eternity.

Everyone, pack up and hit the road! ”

"Slaughter dogs! Make a way for me! ”

Lei Ye grabbed the greedy wolf knife, and shouted loudly:

"The three of us brothers, let's kill again tonight, with the blood of this demon, for me Lei Lie, set up a wine to see me off!"

"Kill!"

Zhang Tugou's eyes were ruddy, and he waved the green bamboo stick in his hand, killing the five Demon Sect members in front of him, just like a general in a rushing battle.

Behind him, the prodigal monk set up Lei Ye, who had run out of oil and lamps, staggered and rushed to the enemy, his movements staggering, with a little funny.

But with that bloody and murderous spirit, righteous and heroic, who would dare to laugh?

"Big dragon head, go all the way!"

Dozens of Heluo gang members shouted in unison, as if they were crazy, and the bows and crossbows in their hands kept shooting, dragging knives and swords, like moths to the fire.

Lei Ye can no longer see the enemy in front of him, nor can he see his brother.

The crimson light blocked everything, he raised his knife and shouted to the death, and the shouting of killing seemed to turn out of thin air, turning into a silk bamboo.

Who's playing the piano?

Why is this sound so familiar?

A gentle smile appeared on Lei Ye's face.

He saw it.

Holding the guqin, Gillian who is as beautiful as a demon fox, his wife, is not waiting in front of her, she is smiling, and her pink skirt is lightly swinging, just like the spring equinox that year, on the bank of the Luoyang River, when she first met her.

"Gillian..."

"You've lost a little weight..."