The master of fantasy left the boat and moved quickly to the other side of the mountain.

At this moment, who said that the master of utopian thinking is not good at what he does? His actions can only be described as vigorous.

"Su Qi?" Suddenly, the Master of Utopia stopped.

"Master, your leg is suddenly healed?" An old man came out in the shadow of the tree.

He had a decent countenance, with cheeks as wide as his forehead, and short white beards under his cheeks. The deep eyes are full of energy, and the pupils are slightly brown; Surprisingly, he had a silver hoop around his head.

"What about your disciples?"

"I'll be back soon."

"Master, you shouldn't leave the water, you should keep pretending." Madam Lan, who had a golden needle in her left hand and a phoenix Zhuo Qingyu in her right hand, suddenly appeared in front of them.

"Fish can't do without water, and flowers can't do without seedlings. If it weren't for Tong'er's alertness, who would have thought that Qingyang's Yulang would cheat to death and hide in the Golden Buddha Temple? "The old liar spun out of the shadows of the trees and stopped behind them;" The big thief Su Qi, I haven't seen you for more than 20 years, what's that thing on your head? ”

Su Qi didn't speak, and his right hand pulled out a snowy flower sprinkling knife from his waist, the same as the killer's.

The master of fantasy took off the painting skin, and there were already two fish bones in his hand: "Red lady, I am always looking forward to seeing you again, but I didn't expect to be sure by what I said, you lost!" Haha, what else do you have to say this time. If you want me to say, a beautiful woman like you shouldn't belong to any man at all, and no man in the world is qualified to monopolize you. The old fish head doesn't have that blessing, the old liar doesn't have that blessing, and the handsome old guy of the Lan family doesn't have that blessing. ”

Contrary to the past, his body exuded a majestic momentum, and his right hand pulled out a black and swarthy short stick, and said: "This is the phoenix bone ghost whip, Yulang, do you want to taste the taste of it fighting ghosts?" Come on, the accounts that should be calculated are refreshing today. ”

The old liar waved a black stick and hit his head, and Yulang and Su Qi were startled. The shadow of the so-called famous tree of people, the fierce reputation of the phoenix bone ghost whip is too great.

Madame Lan quickly launched, and Feng Zhuo Qingyu shot out a powerful aura to attack the thief Su Qi, and the golden needle on her fingertip pointed at the top door of the master of fantasy.

The fight was fierce at the bottom of the mountain, but there was no fight on the mountain.

Zhu Tong was right, he didn't dare to kill Jingchi Xuemei. But in the current situation, I can't think of any good way.

"What about Jiang Xiaoyu? Why didn't he come? Is it drinking in Phoenix, deliberately attracting attention? Brother doesn't say the name, but you must know who I am. I am Zhu Tong, a lone wolf with a thousand faces, and a head of the door. "Zhu Tong pressed on a miniature lamp and hung it on a tree branch;" Look, I'm really wishing you a child. ”

"The head of the Wishing Sect is the Living Buddha of Soonda." The killer is not very accustomed to this light, and hides behind Yukimi Iike.

Only then did Zhu Tong see clearly that Ichi Xuemei's head was covered with a black cloth.

"Brother is really a man who understands." Zhu Tong walked further, and played with the eight hidden weapons with both hands; "Yes, the current head of the Zhumen is the Living Buddha of Soonda. You should also know that Soonda is the number one master in the rivers and lakes, and he is my disciple. The head of the Living Buddha of Sounda was passed on to him when I was tired of doing it. If you can bring Miss Xuemei to Shanghai safely, Tian Gongzi will definitely give you a lot of money, but now there is a little accident; You've met me. In other words, it is impossible for you to complete this task, and the money will fly. Brother, if you can't bring Miss Xuemei back, you will only be scolded a few times, at least not in danger of your life. If you kill Miss Xuemei, Tian Gongzi probably won't scold you, because he is already finished by then, and it would be good to be able to save his head. However, I will kill you with all my might, and my brother's ability must be good; However, are you the opponent of the Living Buddha Soonda? I'll hunt you down with all my might; A lifetime, never die. If you hide to the ends of the earth, I will kill you to avenge Miss Xuemei. You don't believe it? Think about it, Miss Xuemei's life and death are just the life and death of a friend's life and death for me, and her status is noble, and it is impossible for her to marry my most wife. I don't do business and I don't play stocks, she died I might

It's going to be sad, but it's not going to work hard for her. It's different for Tian Gongzi, and he won't be able to live if Miss Xuemei dies. ”

The killer was dizzy by Zhu Tong's words, but what the other party said was the truth; He didn't know that the difference between the whole truth and the fragmentary facts was too big, the little liar only said the facts that were unfavorable to Tian Gongzi, said that Ichi Yukimi and himself were just friends, emphasized the consequences of killing Ichi Yukimi and his fate, and didn't give him time to think about the whole truth at all.

"Brother, you learned this kung fu from that master? The first time I saw you, I saw that my brother was a master. You must have killed someone. ”

"I've killed people, and I've done more than one. Lao Tzu has already lived enough, if you don't let me go today, Lao Tzu will kill her. ”

"Please, if you're going to kill her, hurry. On such a cold day, I want to go back to bed early. "I wish the boy a kick on the wheel of fire;" He is your eldest brother, so you are either his own brother or a disciple of Honghuo. I guess you're not a disciple of the whistle, and your master is Divine Hook Wang Han? No, that old thing can't teach such a clever disciple. Your hands are thick, and you must be good at palm work, and your brother is practicing iron sand palms. ”

The killer looked at his hand and nodded slightly.

"A few words...... I shouldn't have said anything like that. Counting the three times we have met this time, I don't know how my brother feels about me, I always feel that we are destined. Brother, you can't practice the iron sand palm, that's a ruining kung fu; Even if the brother gets the secret internal skill, he can't practice it. The brother's hands can only hold knives, not even chopsticks, which is a sign that the nerves in his hands have been severely damaged. ”

"Lao Tzu eats with a knife and earns money with a knife." The killer's grim expression eased a little, and the flower knife was still tightly pressed against Ichi Yukimi's neck.

"Brother knows that I am a disciple of Zhumen, and maybe I don't know the history of Zhumen. Let me tell you, the predecessor of Zhumen is Jianghu Langzhong, who specializes in treating injuries for fellow Jianghu people. Brother, whether we are opponents in the future or not, listen to me, the iron sand palm can no longer be practiced. If you continue to practice, it won't cost you three years. I guess, you are an iron sand palm that you learned from a monk, Shaolin is strong and majestic, it is enjoyable to practice, and it is even more enjoyable to use. But...... Alas, without saying anything, I will prescribe a prescription for you, and soak it for half an hour every morning and evening; As long as you stick to it for two years, your hand will be able to regain most of its function. Brother, this life is not just about fighting and killing. There are countless beautiful spring flowers and autumn moons in the world, and the secret words of my fair beauties are intoxicating. By the way, bro, do you have a girlfriend? ”

Zhu Tong said, really took out a signature pen, tore off half of the placket, brushed the prescription. The killer was dumbfounded, and couldn't figure out what medicine was sold in the little liar's gourd.

After writing, Zhu Tong handed over the placket.

The killer was suspicious for a moment, shook his head, and said he didn't accept it.

Zhu Tong sighed: "If my brother doesn't want to, forget it." To tell you the truth, the iron sand palm can no longer be practiced, how is your master now? I guess both of his arms are gone. ”

"No, Master's arm is fine, but he has a headache every day."

"Brother, that is the result of the poisonous gas attack, your master must have learned the marrow washing skill of the Golden Buddha Temple. I'm telling you, it's just a palliative, not a cure. The little liar didn't blush, and continued to talk nonsense: "My brother is a good apprentice who is filial to his master, otherwise he wouldn't have come to Tian Gongzi's side to suffer that kind of wretch." I'm sure you've killed more than one person, but I don't believe you've dared to kill Miss Yukimi. Life is a lifetime of grass and trees, don't you have a good look at the prosperity and excitement of the world, wouldn't it be in vain? Don't believe the nonsense of the monks, they also eat, drink, wear clothes, hats, and pee, go to the hospital to see a doctor when they are sick, and also take medicine and injections. Look, it's snowing again, and it's okay to be so stiff all the time. Brother, I have two solutions, and if you agree, we don't have to suffer this sin. ”

"What's the solution?" The killer was heartbroken, and the flower knife left Jingchi Yukimi's neck.

"First of all, I'm going to make sure, is she still alive?"

"She can't die, she fell asleep with a Chinese medicine needle." The killer lifted the black cloth covering his head, revealing a pretty face.

"That's good." Zhu Tong's heart shook violently, it was not Jingchi Xuemei at all, but Ye'er.

Fortunately, the killer didn't pay attention to the expression on Zhu Tong's face, nor did he see Ye'er's face: "See clearly?" Say your conditions, right? ”

The little liar forced himself to calm down, kept his tone and speed just now, and said: "What I said is a solution, not a condition, and my brother reminded me when he said this." Brother, it must be very hard to be a bodyguard and a killer, who would do those things if it wasn't for money? You want money, don't you? ”

"Not bad."

"It's easy to ask for money, if you kill Miss Xuemei, you won't get a penny. But if you let her go, I promise you'll get a good sum of money. Miss Xuemei is worth hundreds of millions, if she is kidnapped...... Forget it, we're not going to talk about that possibility. How much do you want? I know what to expect, and I'll say to Miss Xuemei when I turn around. ”

"What's the other way?" The killer asked after a moment's pause.

"Another option might be more suitable for you. Brother, Miss Yukimi is Japanese, and if you let her go, I promise to convince Miss Yukimi to take you and your master abroad. If you leave China, you will be free, and your master will be able to enjoy his old age in peace, and he will no longer have to live in fear. Ms. Yukimi has a large ranch in Japan and has a lot of racehorses. ”

"Horse racing?" The killer's yearning look.

Zhu Tong glanced at his legs, slightly with a figure of eight, those jockey ninjas on the ranch all have this characteristic. Settle down for a snack, it turns out that he also has something he likes. It seems that he longs for a life of galloping horses.

"Yes, Miss Yukimi has a lot of racehorses, Japanese thoroughbred racehorses. Brother must have watched movies and television. Those tall and mighty Japanese oceanhorses. My brother should know that not long after I came back from Japan, I have lived on Miss Yukimi's ranch for more than two months. ...... every morning. ”

With the rhetoric of the little liar, the yearning on the killer's face grows stronger; finally couldn't help but interrupt him: "How can you guarantee that Miss Xuemei can listen to you and take me to Japan?" ”

"Brother is Uranium?" Zhu Tong was ecstatic in his heart, and he still maintained a faint smile on his face.

"Who is anxious to serve? Lao Tzu would rather serve the animals. Let me let Miss Xuemei go, you have to give me a guarantee. ”

"My word is a guarantee." The little crook puffed up.

"Not enough, they all call you little liar."

The so-called reputation is outside, and the little crook is a little depressed.

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