Whew, whew.

Zhang Song, who kept running on the street, looked like he had seen a ghost, and he didn't know how many stalls and pedestrians he knocked over along the way, and a sentence of abuse swept from both sides of the street. In normal times, Zhang Song would definitely stop and have a good 'chat' with these people and teach them about politeness.

Running and scolding, Zhang Song's body is now scared in his heart, and his body feels like it is slowly stiffening, and a kind of coldness that invades the bone marrow is like a maggot on the tarsal bone that has been following him and gradually penetrating into his body. And the family bodyguards he brought with him were all slapped with a fluttering palm.

Ma Dan, every time he sets out from home, these people blow themselves like King Kong, and they say that the disciples of the eight major factions are not afraid, Nima has not yet met the disciples of the eight factions, it is such a thing dressed up that I don't know if it is a man or a woman, and it turns out that all the dishes are gone.

Zhang Song was also quite puzzled at this time, he remembered that at the beginning he said his father, a member of the imperial court, how dare they? Or is it no longer easy to spell dad now?

Just thinking about it, Zhang Song's feet suddenly softened, and the whole person fell on the street.

"What's going on? How about my legs"

The strength was disappearing, Zhang Song struggled to stand up, once, twice, three times, and finally a little brother who sold goods couldn't stand it, and walked to Zhang Song's side to help him up, but even so, Zhang Song swayed as if he would fall at any time.

Lifting the front hem, the usually strong and powerful thighs were trembling and trembling at this time, as if these two legs were no longer enough to support his own weight. Why is this so? I've already run away, why? Why?

Zhang Song couldn't understand why he had already run away, and how could he still be like this.

"By the way, it's the wind, the breeze I ran down the stairs. I remember hitting it in the back. ”

Constantly rummaging through the strange eyes of Brother Bian, he began to untie his clothes in front of the public on the street.

"Ahhhh

"Shameless"

"Shameless, phew."

"Shame, to do such a degrading thing in public, it is not a son of man." It was a hoarse cry of an old pedant, but it was not an egg.

Zhang Song can't control much now, he must know what is wrong with him, this unknown panic is still spreading in his heart like a virus. Suddenly, a blue-black line on his arm attracted Zhang Song's attention.

Starting from the wrist, the blue line began to spread along Zhang Song's arm in the direction of the heart, and now this blue line has passed the position of the forearm.

Zhang Song is not stupid, his father is a first-class member, and he always finds people in the martial arts to learn martial arts for him on weekdays, and Zhang Song himself is also a low-key peripheral member, and he is naturally extremely clear about his rich theoretical knowledge, what will happen when this green line goes to the heart.

Rolled down his sleeves, picked up the money bag he had just thrown on the ground in a panic from the ground, poured out all the money in it and gave it to the little brother who was holding him from the beginning, and then said nervously and inarticulately.

"Na, these are all for you, as long as you send me to this location, it is the strategy hall in the east of Jinling City, as long as you send me to where these are all yours, and I will be paid."

Looking at the large amount of silver in front of him, the little brother was really moved to tell the truth, his wife was seriously ill and went to bed again, if he had all this money, he could treat his wife, and the surplus money could also ask for a wife, so that his wife could be happy.

Thinking of this, Da Niu was overjoyed. took the silver from Zhang Song's hand, then carried him on his back and ran in the direction that Zhang Song pointed out just now.

The strong smell of sweat on the crop man almost didn't smoke Zhang Song to death, a pair of eyes shot out a cold light like an ice hockey, and Zhang Song behind him sneered at the corner of his mouth and looked at the big cow carrying him. It's really whimsical, is my Zhang Song's money so easy to take? Hum.

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In the Tingqin Pavilion behind the Discussion Hall, Jimo Xiaosheng sat on the edge of the table in a green robe, sipping the chrysanthemum tea that had just been brewed, and playing with the celadon teapot and white porcelain teacup on the table. A beautiful woman next to her is tuning the piano, waving her hand to the sound of the piano.

Da, da.

A dense sound of footsteps interrupted Jimo Xiaosheng's taste, and he waved his hand to signal the piano sound to stop, and he frowned in an unhappy mood. His eyebrows were tangled, and he said with a hint of irritability in his tone.

"What's the matter, so anxious."

didn't look back, as if just by the sound of footsteps, Jimo Xiaosheng could feel how many people were behind him, and who they were.

Zhang Song, the son of Zhang Shilang, the head of the military department of the imperial court, asked to see him at the door, and his subordinates looked at his weak body and seemed to be sick. And he was carried by someone, and the servants of the household were completely nowhere to be found. So the subordinates are afraid that there is something at stake, so"

The person behind him heard Jimo Xiaosheng's displeased tone, and the cold sweat behind him came out at that time, and he explained in a panicked manner, for fear that if the explanation was slow, there would be no chance for this explanation.

"Zhang Song, I remember! Let him in, I'm going to see if he has the guts to come to me, and as for the other person, you know how to deal with it, remember to keep it clean, and don't trouble me at this time. ”

With a wave of his hand, Jimo Xiaosheng motioned to the beauties around him to continue. The beautiful sound of the piano sounded again, and the person behind him quietly retreated.

The sound of ding dong resounded again to listen to the piano accord, and under the slight play of his hands, Jimo Xiaosheng closed his eyes again, indulging in the graceful sound of the piano. And the beautiful woman playing the piano next to her was also innocent at this time, and her whole heart was once again fully invested in the sound of the piano.

"Helper, helper, you want to save me, me"

Before Zhang Song's words could be finished, Jimo Xiaosheng, who had a murderous face, slapped Zhang Song's whole person directly out of three zhang away, spitting blood from his mouth.

The person who came in with Zhang Song next to him was also panicked at this time, and he was almost going to dismantle Zhang Song in his heart. This rammer, don't you know that the most annoying thing for the helper is that others interrupt him, especially when he was listening to the piano, he shook his head, he estimated that this Zhang Song was almost hanging.

"Zhang Song, let's talk about it, what's so anxious."

Just looking at Jimo Xiaosheng's smiling face, you really can't imagine that the palm just now was made by him. The strong contrast between the front and back scared Zhang Song almost urinated, and he was so scared that he couldn't care about wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, and when he rolled up his sleeves, he revealed the blue line on his arm.

Looking at the blue line on Zhang Song's arm, which had reached the arm, Jimo Xiaosheng's eyes shrank, and he said with a cold face.

"Bliss Rotten Bone Palm, how could you provoke the disciples of the Valley of Bliss. Judging from this green line, this rotten bone palm has been practiced to the point of perfection, Zhang Song, Zhang Song, I am very curious now, what have you done that even the disciples of the Valley of Bliss can't see, and I want to give you this palm. ”

Rotten Bone Palm!! When he heard these three words, Zhang Song's heart was about to collapse, and the rotten bone palm was not a good name when he heard it. At that moment, in order to survive, Zhang Song told everything about the things he had just done in the Drunken Immortal Building like pouring beans, and he didn't dare to leave anything out.

Nima, you're looking for death. The one standing next to him kicked the door directly without asking Zhang Song, and when he kicked the door of the Valley of Bliss, he also gave him a thumbs up in his heart, Nima, if you don't die, who will die, you can really do it.

"Hahaha, it's interesting, it's really interesting, don't worry, this trick will make you die in three months, but since you are here, you can't die, and that person didn't kill you like at that time. This move, otherwise you won't be this trick to chisel the bone and pound the marrow, if the one who will rot the bone palm wants to kill you, you can't run three steps. Let's talk about it, who are these people, anyway, you are also my low-key helper, I can't ignore my own people. ”

After hearing Jimo Xiaosheng's words, Zhang Song breathed a sigh of relief, he would not have the slightest mercy for these people who made him like this, and the dress of these people was so easy to recognize, it was difficult to remember.

In a few sentences, Zhang Song described Song Hexuan and the others clearly. Zhang Song, who was excited, didn't notice that as he continued to describe, Jimo Xiaosheng's face became darker and darker, and gradually turned into ashes at the bottom of the pot.