In the pavilion above Tiger Hill, Xing Junke looked at the two gate gods around him with a depressed face, yes, they are two door gods, and this does not let the door gods who do not let it.

By the fire, the white-headed boy looked at Xing Junke, who was constantly writhing, and said helplessly after sighing.

"I said you can't be honest? That's the ecstasy lock used by the Jinyi guard to bind the prisoner, you can't break it, it's better to save some strength and wait to go to Luoyang to save your girlfriend. ”

It's okay not to say this, but it's even more over.

Although Xing Junke can't show his martial arts now, his mouth can still move, so the madman of the Ming Dynasty was born.

"I said who are you two, how did you learn the techniques of this brocade guard, and besides, you don't need to say anything about saving people, I'll go back naturally. Also, give me He's Bi, which my eldest brother gave me. ”

Looking at the He Shibi in the beggar's hand, Xing Jun really wanted to hate himself to death, he drank and drank, what is the comparison with this thing, this is good, it was taken away.

Xing Jun by the fire was a little depressed, but this did not prevent the white-headed boy from teasing.

"Don't be discouraged, we don't want this. We only need you to do one thing, and after the thing is done, you and your sweetheart will go away, and we will help you solve the matter of the Knife Grinding Hall and your master. ”

patting his chest, the beggar man looked like he had a big bag, and he took everything for granted.

"Just you? Don't think that you can come out to brag with both hands, sharpen the knife hall, and the gentleman's hall. These two behemoths are also what you can comment on? Although I can't figure out what you're up to, it's still too good for you. ”

As a captive. Xing Jun didn't have the slightest consciousness at all, especially the broken car mouth, he didn't have a door guard at all, and he would say anything.

"I heard that three years ago, there was another crazy scattered organization on the rivers and lakes, and it was full of people at every turn. But how about now. Gone. I don't know who does the right thing for heaven, so you say, you."

Before he finished speaking, Xing Junke suddenly found that the fire burning in front of him was slowly freezing, and the cold air seemed to freeze the flames.

"Boom."

Under his neck, a long sword made of ice crystals exuded an incomparably cold air, through which Xing Jun could clearly feel it. Under the closed eyes of the person in front of him, he took the hidden killing intent.

Like the sea before a storm, it is quiet and eerie, but once the storm begins, then what follows will be an overwhelming wave of murderous intent.

patted the stupid march, and the beggar behind him also took out a fire dragon stick at some point.

The large hole in the back of the spine was held against the club. As long as he uses a little force, Xing Junke's skills will be in vain. And the rest of my life will also be spent in a wheelchair.

"I forgave you the first time, remember that there is no next time, and then talk nonsense, be careful of your nickname."

A faint threatening voice came from the mouth of the white-headed boy, and with an indifferent expression, he glanced at the frightened Xing Junke, and stood with his sword.

"Hmph. Walk for the sky? Boy, if your master Xiao Beiqing heard what you said just now, he would definitely break your legs, I don't dare to say anything else, at least among the eight major factions. No one dared to say this. ”

Self-confidence comes from confidence in his own strength, through these few words, Xing Junke can clearly feel the memories in the eyes of these two people when they talk about the past, that kind of pride and pride.

"What do those two seniors need me to do? I am such a lowly martial arts person, it seems that I can't help the two of them. ”

Through the firelight, the beggar man glanced at Heshibi, and he couldn't understand why so many people believed in a trumped-up legend.

"What you have to do is very simple, that is, bring the two of us into Luoyang City, and it is best to take us with you when you compete. Then you just put this and the family on the bright moon tower, and there will be nothing to do with you. “

Listening to the words of the man in white, Xing Junke suddenly felt that it was not bad, at least he had no way to save Mo Wuru now.

Needless to say, his master Xiao Beiqing saw it, now that the situation in the rivers and lakes is changing rapidly, he will not deal with such an outcast at all, let alone an outcast who is against the Grinding Knife Hall.

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The Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15 was supposed to be a day to reunite with the family, but I didn't expect it to become a martial arts competition in Luoyang City.

Upstairs in Mingyue, Xing Junke was holding He's Bi in one hand and a wine bottle in the other, he had been drinking wine here for two days.

Downstairs, all the civilized high-rollers shook their heads and sighed, it seems that this so-called hating god is also a vain person, flashy, and a straw bag.

"What do you expect from a person who doesn't even hold a weapon in a martial arts competition, I estimate that when I come as the emperor, this guy will give him both hands."

"That's it, that's it."

In the rivers and lakes, what people hate the most is this kind of person who surrenders without a fight, which will be considered bloodless, and will be spurned wherever he goes in the future.

Listening to the following discussions, Xing Junke was not moved at all, thinking that he knew that he Xing Jun was not the protagonist in tonight's competition.

With a slight glance, in the unknown corner, he had already seen nearly five such people who had come with him.

"Well, I'm done." Just as Xing Junke was about to go down and bring up another pot of wine, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the sky, volleying up and approaching rapidly.

"What, you're giving up? You must know that in this case, Mo Wuru will not be willing to return to your side, could it be that the Hate Heavenly God King is such a heartless person. ”

Looking at Xing Junke, who was so drunk and unwilling to wake up in front of him, I frowned slightly for the emperor, he didn't believe that the person in front of him would be so decadent.

"Huh."

Now that the main protagonist is here, he Xing Jun is not willing to act, after all, he is not the protagonist, and it is not good to steal the scene.

"Ding."

Xing Junke just looked like he didn't care at all, and put the Heshi Bi in his hand on the Mingyue Tower, while he lifted himself up and jumped off the Mingyue Tower.

"Wow"

Downstairs in Mingyue, all the people watching the battle were in an uproar, after all, these people didn't want this hating Heavenly God Monarch to really run away without a fight.

"Coward."

A stone stirred up a thousand waves, and a shout sounded. The entire high-rollers rioted, everyone was shouting, and the cries of cowards came and went.

I didn't say anything when the emperor arrived, but he was very willing to see how this hate the Heavenly God King would solve this matter, and as far as he knew, this guy was not a person who gave up easily.

Suzhou to Luoyang is thousands of miles away, is it just for the person who came to drink wine for three days, and then regardless of Mo's ruthless life and death, give him He's Bi?

"Hehe, today's pig's feet are not my Xing someone, look up, you see that the main lord has come."

Before the words fell, seven qi and blood dragon pillars in the crowd rose into the sky, and the dragon pillars ran through the sky, linking the heavens and the earth together.

"Brush, brush, brush, brush, brush, brush."

Seven black iron tokens stood in the air, signaling the arrival of their master. Above the sky, I looked at Xing Junke's smiling face for the emperor, and his face was hard to see.

"What's the situation? Who are these people? How dare you do this, and destroy the competition of the Sharpening Hall, aren't you afraid? ”

"Scared? Hehe. It's a coincidence, the owners of this token really don't know what fear is, and they've never been afraid. ”

Looking at the scene in mid-air, some people wondered what was happening, and shouted excitedly.

"The Four Wicked Ones?"

"What? Is that scattered group back? ”

"Oh my God, this river and lake are going to explode."

"Spread the news."

No matter how chaotic it is below, I don't have any indication as the emperor, a pair of cold pupils scanned the surroundings, looked at the seven faintly visible figures, and said sharply.

"Joke, what can you seven do? Don't think I'm unprepared, I have the ability to let the soft rice eater come out. ”

With a wave of his hand, behind me as the emperor, more than a dozen innate dragon pillars also rose to the sky, and the heavens and the earth lost their voices for a while, after all, this kind of innate melee is not common.

"Hmph, I'm the emperor, who are you talking about? I haven't seen you for three years, have you been crazy? ”

Suddenly, a voice came from above the nine heavens, and everyone looked up, and there seemed to be a hazy figure above the white clouds.

A ray of moonlight pierced the clouds, and Song Hexuan stepped on this ray of moonlight and walked down slowly, and on his forehead, an evil character inscription jumped suddenly, and the light shook the world.

As soon as Song Hexuan came out, all the four evildoers also appeared at the same time, and so far, the four evildoers who had disappeared for three years returned to people's field of vision.

(To be continued.) )