Chapter Eighty-Five: Thanksgiving for Suicide
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You can't want anything in the rivers and lakes, but you can't be shameless.
Face is the layer on the surface, even if it is pretended, it must be pretended.
As soon as Xu Danchen said this, the voice in the hall was suddenly suppressed. Although no one accosted him, the cold snort continued, and the meaning was self-evident.
A man in white who was still seated in front of Xiao Li suddenly said, "I only ask you, has Yun Suifeng ever been to the Netherworld Villa. β
This person is handsome and delicate, with two eyebrows like swords straight into the temples, and there is an ordinary long sword on the table next to him, but the voice is a woman, no wonder the men don't speak but she speaks.
Yan Wuwu looked at her and smiled faintly: "This sister, I really can't remember anything." β
Li Rufeng said: "Miss Ye San, you are looking for Yun Suifeng just to compete with swords, why bother to ask my junior sister." If you are interesting, how about the little brother accompany you through a few tricks. β
Miss Ye San glanced at Li Rufeng, shook her head and smiled faintly, stopped talking, and did not draw her sword, obviously not taking Li Rufeng in her eyes.
Zhang Dashan finally spoke.
"I don't know what kind of person Yan Wuwu used to be, and I don't know what the Dragon Yin cheats are, but she is now the nineteenth disciple of my Sanjiang Sect, if a friend in the rivers and lakes has something to ask, my nineteenth family should answer."
Zhang Dashan slowly stood up from the Taishi chair and said lightly: "But if someone wants to forcibly take her away, ask her eighteen senior brothers first, and then ask me." β
As soon as the words fell, there was a sound of footsteps in the back hall, and seven or eight Sanjiang Sect disciples came out from behind, standing beside Zhang Dashan.
"At the end of the day, it's time to do it!" A man in black stood up abruptly, his hands were in the shape of a turtle and a snake, and shouted: "Yan Wuwu, return my junior brother's life!" β
The man in black moved, bringing a chain reaction in the hall, a weapon unsheathed, and all kinds of long and short blades pointed at Yan Wuwu. Among the people present, only Miss Ye San and a fat monk were still sitting in place.
Rao is like this, and no one takes the lead. Some people disdain to bully the less, and more people don't dare.
A piece of melted gold is still gold, and a pile of garbage is still garbage in one piece.
"Master Zhangmen, do you really want to be the enemy of the entire Jianghu and the imperial court!" The master of the six doors frowned and asked.
Zhang Dashan sat still, didn't look at everyone present, and nodded at Xu Danchen. Xu Danchen slowly drew his sword, walked into the hall, and stood on both sides of Yan Wuwu with Li Rufeng.
Yan Wuwu nodded slightly to the two senior brothers, bowed to Zhang Dashan Yingying, and said softly:
"Master, I inadvertently saved Sister Xiangyun, and now you also saved my life, so you don't have to worry about me anymore. Although my disciple has lost his memory, God has finally treated me well, and I have no regrets if I can meet Master and all my senior brothers. β
"Nineteen, you step back first, you have so many senior brothers here, it won't be your turn to be a girl." Zhang Dashan said in a deep voice.
Yan Wuwu smiled, and his arms shook suddenly, Li Rufeng and Xu Danchen were shocked by her and took a few steps back and returned to Zhang Dashan's side.
The long hair behind her was windless, and she suddenly raised her head, her eyes already blood-red.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, the lives of my three lay nephews, please give the girl an explanation." The two crane-haired and child-faced Taoist priests waved the dust and said with their heads in check.
With a soft sound, Ye Sangirl's sword was already out of its sheath, and the long sword sword body shone faintly, like a white cloud floating in the sky, and the mountain stream spring water flowed by.
"Amitabha!" With a Buddha name, the first great monk on the left hand finally stood up, and after the great monk finished reciting the Buddha name, his face became slightly burnt, like light gold.
"Kill her and avenge the tragic death!"
"Dragonsnatcher Cheats!"
Yan Wuwu looked at the people in the hall, and as far as the eye could see, the people who had been standing there had faded away like chΓ‘o, obviously extremely afraid of this witch.
"Since I promised Master that I would not kill people again, I will not do it."
Yan Wuwu said: "Listen up, one person does things and one person does things, no matter what I have done before, it has nothing to do with the Sanjiang faction." Today, I'll give you an explanation! β
After speaking, the long hair on the back of her head danced wildly like ten thousand spirit snakes, looking up to the sky and smiling.
The laughter was like a hammer, slamming into everyone's hearts one after another, and everyone's hearts seemed to be trembling rhythmically with the laughter, and every time Yan Wuwu laughed, a large mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the placket on his chest red, and the red sè on his lips gradually faded.
After all, the evolution of the new world of martial arts is not too high, and these people present faintly feel that Yan Wuwu seems to be harming herself, but they don't know what her purpose is, and some people sneered: "Is it useful to abolish martial arts?" β
"That's not right!" Su Yang's heart beat violently a few times, looking at Yan Wuwu, he suddenly remembered Zhang Cuishan in the Heaven and Dragon Slayer.
This is not at all that the glamorous laughter caused a huge shock in her heart, she does not have this ability, but her laughter coincides with the beating frequency of the heart, and the laughter is stimulated with internal strength to resonate with the heart, and the heart beats constantly increases.
Laughing like this is not self-abandoning martial arts at all, but self-deprivation of the heart, and once the heart amplitude reaches a certain level, it will burst. Yan Wuwu wants to use his death to avoid a disaster for the Sanjiang faction.
Even now, I don't care whether this woman has real amnesia or fake amnesia, Su Yang has already entered the hall in a flash.
With his feet on the ground, a spear, a hammer, and a sword came at him.
Su Yang held the hammer body with his left hand and looked behind him, and the person who used the hammer immediately stood unsteadily, slammed into the gate with one head, followed by a spear that snatched it, held it with both hands, and the strength was everywhere, and the spear with the thickness of the wrist was broken into two with a click.
Holding half of the spear body, he swung it violently on the blade of the sword, and smashed the long sword from it.
Su Yang didn't let go of his breath, and rushed straight towards Yan Wuwu without stopping, and as soon as a few people in front of him who stopped in the hall touched Su Yang's body, they heard a few bangs, and they were slashed out and flew out.
The tiger head big knife in the three knives and forty catties arrived almost at the same time, and it was divided into three ways, which approached Su Yang's neck, lower abdomen, and thighs.
A big iron hand appeared three inches away from Su Yang's shoulder, his movements were sophisticated, and he recognized the acupoints accurately, and the palm of one hand actually faintly had the distinction between yin yang and heaven and earth.
Yin Yang Grabger!
Six doors ghosts and gods to catch iron arrogant's famous stunt! As soon as the yin yang grappler came out, yin took the ghost and captured the god in the sky!
Su Yang's moving figure changed suddenly, and the whole person was in a strange posture in the air, as if he was running in the air, and his right foot kicked the back of a big knife on the top.
At the same time, the right hand also used the same public grappling method, locking the wrist of the iron hand.
With a bang, the three knives that added together to more than 100 catties fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.
The wrist of the iron catcher of the six doors was buckled, his eyes lit up, and he praised: Good! The wrist broke free like a swimming fish, and went to take Su Yang's forearm with his backhand.
Su Yang didn't entangle with him, turned his claws into palms, and struck the iron catcher head with his backhand, shaking him back two steps.
Between the lightning and flint, Su Yang's footsteps did not stop, retreated seven people, and finally arrived at Yan Wuwu's side, with one hand clawed, pinching her collarbone and armpit.
As long as the opponent's kung fu is not too much more than himself, he will immediately become soft after being held, and his skills will not be able to play more than thirty percent.
Su Yang forgot one thing, Yan Wuwu is a woman, and there are some parts of a woman that cannot be touched, friends can't touch it, and senior brothers can't touch it, only her husband can touch it.
This kind of thing, Su Yang seems to often forget.
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Men, all they pay attention to are big things, and it's nothing to forget about this kind of small things, and I often forget ~~~
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