Chapter 722 A group of weirdos came

The white-robed man let out a long sigh and sneered, "I didn't want to kill you, but it's a pity...... It's a pity......" She said two "pity" in a row, and the thin sword in her hand stabbed out like a rainbow.

This sword was too fast, and it had exceeded the limit of sword speed.

When the iron fan of the plum blossom hair was still two feet away from the top of the white-robed man's head, the narrow, long, thin sword of the white-robed man pierced the throat of the plum blossom hair.

The wind blew the wide white robe of the white-robed man.

When the plum blossom hair fell, the blood in his throat was marked. He died quickly, leaving no pain on his face, only a faint trace of doubt and disbelief. He didn't believe that the sword had come so quickly, and his doubts and disbelief had just arisen, and the slender sword pierced his throat.

The white-robed man stared at the plum-haired corpse and let out a long sigh. She slowly turned to leave, and sang in that hoarse and desolate voice: "A flower from the slave family, died in the deep mountains and savages." The soul of the underworld is sold, and the yellow sand is everywhere, and the blood-red scars. ”

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In the hall of the Taishi Mansion, there was an old man in a green robe. A thin figure, a sallow skin, and a large buck teeth protruding from the lips. A sparse and burnt beard dotted sporadically on the chin. Supported under his armpit was a pair of glittering iron crutches.

Cripple Lee. has been famous in the rivers and lakes for 40 years, and is known as the lame Li of the detective.

The lame Li stood leisurely in the reception hall, and the expression on his face was also leisurely.

Outside the hall, Taishi Li came in with a big smile: "Wait a long time...... Wait, Master Li, wait!"

The lame Li smiled indifferently and said: "The Taishi has every opportunity, and it is rare to be able to take time to see me, an old bad man!"

Master Li laughed.

The lame Li suddenly said: "I heard that Taishi Li accepted a new charming and lovely goddaughter a few days ago, I don't know if it's true or not?"

Taishi Li said with a smile: "Detective Cripple Li is really worthy of his reputation, and the old man's every move can't be hidden from your eyes." ”

The lame man Li sighed, shook his head, and seemed to be talking to himself: "From ancient times to the present, I don't know how many emperors, generals, heroes and heroes have been ruined in the hands of women." ”

Taishi Li was still laughing: "Master Li has been a bachelor for more than 50 years, I'm afraid it's because of prejudice against women. ”

The cripple Li frowned, and there was already displeasure on his face.

Taishi Li's words have inadvertently poked the sore spot of the lame Li.

The lame man Li has no wife and no children! This is indeed a sorrow for an old man who is about to enter the earth. However, the greatest sorrow for the lame Li is not these, but an incident that happened thirty years ago, which of course has to do with women. The lame Li's woman, Meizi, left him without explanation.

This incident hit the lame Lee hard. Until now, he is still haunted.

The sun shone in and shone on the gloomy old face of the lame man.

Taishi Li looked at the lame man Li and let out a long sigh: "Lord Li, didn't you remember the past again?"

The lame Li sighed and said lightly: "When people get older, they will inevitably remember a lot of things from the past. ”

Master Li sighed and said, "Did Brother Li think of Meizi again?"

The lame Li didn't answer, he coughed, and suddenly said, "Feng kneeling has fallen into the hands of Hao Jiao." Li is also powerless. ”

The expression on Taishi Li's face did not change, he just gently touched the thick gray beard on his mouth, and said slowly: "Hao Pavilion's relics were demoted to Hacheng County by the imperial court, and he has always been very dissatisfied with me, and he didn't give me face, which is also my expectation." ”

The lame Li Dao: "Hao's martial arts, I think Master Li knows it very well. ”

Taishi Li sighed and said, "His martial arts are unfathomable!" He looked at the lame man Li and suddenly asked, "Has Brother Li ever fought with Hao Jiao?"

The lame Li said lightly: "Yes." ”

Master Li said excitedly: "I don't know Brother Li's crutches ......"

The lame Li didn't wait for Taishi Li to finish speaking, and then intercepted: "I'm defeated." ”

Taishi Li was shocked: "Brother Li's fine iron crutches, the changes are wonderful, no one in the world is invincible, why did he lose so easily in the hands of Hao Pai?"

The lame man Li sighed: "I was not defeated in the hands of Hao Jiao, but in the hands of a young man. ”

Taishi Li was even more surprised: "Which young man would have such great ability?"

The lame Li smiled bitterly: "This person, I guess Master Li has also heard of it!"

Master Li hurriedly asked, "Who is it?"

The lame Li sighed: "It's Luo Xiaofeng, who is known as the first person in martial arts!"

Taishi Li was silent, and finally let out a long sigh: "I've heard of it, I thought it was just a legend of the rivers and lakes, but I didn't expect it to be true." ”

The lame Li said: "I didn't believe it at first, but now ...... I'm convinced!"

When the lame Li left, a sneer slowly appeared on Taishi Li's face.

Chicken feather shop.

Cripple Lee is drinking.

Cripple Lee had already drunk seventeen bowls of spirits.

It's a cold chicken feather shop. The old man's face was also cold. He looked at the lame Li coldly and coldly took the wine for him. Even if the lame Li drank and died here, he didn't care. The only thing he cared about was silver. The old man was serving wine to the table again.

Cripple Lee was drinking the twenty-sixth bowl of wine. His hand was unsteady in his grip, but he was still drinking desperately.

Outside the door, a group of people suddenly appeared. The leader was an old woman in blue pants and a blue coat. The old woman was too old to walk a little crookedly. She was slanted over her shoulders and held an iron scale in her hand. There is also an extra-large scale on the iron scale. Behind the old woman, there stood eighteen strange men, and in the hands of the men, they held strange weapons. There were iron rulers, steel needles, spikes, sharp hooks, cymbals, and maces more than six feet long. Eighteen men, old and young, tall and short, fat and thin, white and black, handsome and ugly. The old woman staggered over, and nearly stumbled over the threshold as she crossed the threshold.

Cripple Lee is still drinking.

The old woman laughed suddenly, and the laughter was harsh, like the sound of a shovel rubbing against a stone.

The lame Li didn't even raise his head, his attention seemed to be all on the wine.

The old woman looked at the lame Li and suddenly sighed: "It's time to drink more, maybe there will be no chance to drink in the future." ”

The lame Li didn't seem to hear, he craned his neck and drank another bowl of spirits.

The old man of the shopkeeper slowly straightened his waist and looked at the old woman coldly: "You are so strange, why do you always hold a rod and scale in your hand?"

The old woman sneered, "The old man wants to weigh the head of your guest officer. ”

The old man of the shopkeeper seemed to be surprised: "His head grows on his neck, what can you do to weigh it?"

The old woman smiled, and smiled happily: "Of course I have a way! And it's very simple!"

The old man of the shopkeeper sneered: "What can you do?"

The smile on the old woman's face suddenly disappeared, she gritted her teeth, and said fiercely, "Cut off his head!"

(End of chapter)