Interpretation? What can you explain?

Ignoring the strange expression on Su Huo'er's face, Zhang Peng went out with a gossip face.

As soon as I arrived outside the door, I heard a familiar voice coming, and I couldn't help but stop, and wondered, "Why is he?" Isn't this time of retreat? Then I guess I ran into Su Huo'er directly just now, so wouldn't it be ...... to help Wu Di's own thing?"

As soon as he thought of this, he felt cold all over, and he shivered from head to toe.

And just when this was the voice of the sword maniac, it had already come: "Little cub, get in for Lao Tzu and eavesdrop on a fart." ”

"Yes!" Zhang Peng subconsciously pushed open the door when he heard this.

Before he could figure out the situation, he was kicked to the ground by the sword maniac, and he was kicked dozens of times in a row.

But Zhang Peng was silent and suffered silently, as if he was used to it.

Looking at this scene, he couldn't help but think of the time when the guy beat him, the people who ran all over the mountain were apprentices, but they were obviously much more honest.

Sure enough, people have to die more than people, and goods have to be thrown away.

If the old man sees Zhang Peng like this, he will probably have to complain to death.

The one-sided beating continued like this, and after about thirty minutes, the sword frantically beat a little tired, blew his beard, and stared at Zhang Peng and said: "Eat the stinky boy inside and out, and buy it with a sword?" Damn, is Lao Tzu bad for you? ”

A sword! How light it is, it's something in the weapon ranking, something that can make people in Ren Xiao's sword path crazy! Your old man's eyes are tattered, but no matter how tattered it is, it is a high-grade tattered. Zhang Peng instantly had the urge to roll his eyes.

However, in order not to beat himself, Zhang Peng still held back, and said with a sad face: "What, I really didn't mean it." ”

"Humph! Not on purpose? You TM give Lao Tzu to go out and kill someone, don't sign up for the number and cut it directly, when someone is caught, say it's not intentional, go to your grandma's mouth. The sword scolded wildly and said that it was a kick aimed at Zhang Peng's ass.

The power is so great that he directly kicked people out of the door.

The butt is flat and the sand is falling, although he falls and eats shit, Zhang Peng has a smile on his face.

Regardless of Ruxiao, this should be considered forgiveness.

Before he could finish rejoicing, he heard the sword roar angrily: "Cook for Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is hungry." ”

As soon as the "......" slipped, Zhang Peng disappeared from the door in an instant as if he had been amnestied.

"Brother Peng, what's wrong with you?" Su Huo'er hurriedly asked when she saw him with an embarrassed look.

Zhang Peng couldn't be strict because of his suffering, so he could only smirk and wave his hand and say, "It's okay, I just didn't walk steadily and fell." ”

"Well, this fell hard enough, ah! The ass is bleeding, you ...... It really doesn't matter? ”

"It doesn't matter, hey, hey, hey, it'll be fine when you rest." Zhang Peng smiled embarrassedly on his face, and immediately took a cool breath when the pain hit.

I didn't say I didn't feel it before, but now it hurts, and it's a problem to stay for a minute longer.

"Ahem, what kind of fire, can you help me make lunch? I'll go out and take a pill first. ”

"Well, go ahead." Su Huo'er said empathetically.

Zhang Peng thanked him with gratitude on his face, and then walked out of the kitchen without looking back, and then ran wildly.

At this time, it was a different scene in the place where Wu Di lived, as if he had vented enough, and the sword maniac had quietly begun to use aura to sort out Wu Di.

The rich breath traveled through the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and Wu Di snorted comfortably, and then found that the dantian seemed to have begun to react.

Barely able to mobilize to repair itself.

"Damn! That's amazing, isn't it? A look of excitement flashed across Wu's face.

However, this kind of thing is not worth mentioning for sword maniacs, and it is just the tip of the iceberg of overall strength.

Although Wu Di thought that his eyesight was outstanding, he still couldn't see through the level of the person in front of him, as unfathomable as the sea.

If you have to describe it, the sword maniac is the peak of the mountain, and Wu Di is just a rookie who has just prepared mountaineering props, and the gap between the two is not big.

But what Wu Di can't figure out is that a person like an old man can have such a "friend", hasn't he always been very homely? Is it really as he said, he has been through an era, and he has had countless teachers.

No, it must be an illusion. In his eyes, people who can get a girl are very dignified.

And the appearance of the old man obviously can't be described as suave, and even saying that Ren Xiao's adjective is used on him is a kind of irony.

"Sword Maniac, what does that old man look like in your eyes?" Wu Di asked casually.

A stern look flashed in the sword maniac's eyes, and then he said in an extremely uncharacterful tone: "That guy, very characteristic, the best in that era was called the Four Saints like me, what's the matter?" ”

"Four saints? What is this concept, is there another pattern in this world? ”

", do you think the current family is the so-called balance? The lonely and unheard boy, I thought that guy had found some kind of heir, but I didn't expect it to be this kind of goods, heh, there is no successor. The sword maniac said with disdain on his face.

Recalling the past, the high-spirited young years, the corners of his mouth hung with unusual pride.

Although everything that used to be has been disillusioned, it has to be said that there was once a crisscrossing in their generation.

That kind of inevitability made everyone amazed, even if you look at the present, there are few opponents in the real martial arts.

"Boy, learn more from your master, what do you think the family is, it is not worth mentioning in the real martial arts. Giants? Haha, if it weren't for the old man who saw that the kid from the giant family had a little talent and passed on something casually, he would have achieved what he has today? Still a super family? Haha, that's interesting. ”

"Uh, what do you mean?"

"Martial arts are cross-domain time and space, and they can cross geographical boundaries and so on, and I can't finish talking about it for a while, and you'll know when you go up to that level." The sword maniac said unhurriedly, it seemed that only when he recalled these things, the blood in his heart boiled slightly.

Strange to say, it seems like this feeling hasn't been felt in years since the fight with that guy.

I wonder if that guy is okay now?

As soon as he thought of this, the sword maniac was also a little looking forward to meeting Master Wu.

It's not a gathering of tears, but a war.

Since he comprehended the peak mystery, he has always been eager to find an opponent for himself, and even slaughtered people to achieve his goal.

There are countless enemies, and there are many people who have come to the door over the years, but few people can beat him, which makes him extremely disappointed.

Originally, he wanted to find someone to fight, but when he went to the old guy's residence, he found that the building was empty.

Since ancient times, heroes have been lonely, but seeking defeat, the master who can defeat Wu's enemy is a sword maniac's lifelong pursuit, and it seems that only in this way can his life be worthwhile

If it weren't for the fact that Wu Di was seriously injured and couldn't go on the road now, he would probably have gone.

That's why he's in dire need of treatment.

"Boy, you pay attention, try to repair yourself, don't let Lao Tzu's efforts go to waste, you know?"

Sensing that Wu Di was a little distracted, the sword madness prompted.

(End of chapter)