To live, people must have thoughts.

What is a thought? It is something in a person's heart, cherished, cared for, and even cared about, and cannot be parted with.

The world is chaotic, the days are hard, death is much easier than living, but even if some people live is better than death, even if they gnaw the bark of trees, chew loess, no people are not ghosts, they don't stay up every day, why do they want to live, it is because of the thoughts in their hearts.

Some people live for themselves, some people live for others, some people live for glory and wealth, some people are chivalrous and righteous, and they have to go.

The little leper was cut off by Su Qing.

Now, fighting for this reputation is also for the sake of thought.

Everyone was tense and noisy, and the disciples of the sect rolled up their sleeves one by one and put on a posture, all of them were the head of one party's sect, or the scoop of one party's forces, and their status was not weak.

Suddenly.

"Dada~"

The crisp sound came from the stairs, and I saw Gong Baosen's expression was flat, holding the guardrail with his left hand, his index finger lightly touching the wooden surface, following the steps, and slowly walked down, the sound was in the ears and rhythmic. In his right hand, he slowly plucked his ears, and his heavy eyes swept over, and these people suddenly stopped talking, because they understood what the old man meant, it was too noisy, and they had to stop.

Gong Baosen's fame shocked the north and south, his status is high, his seniority is also high, and his martial arts are even more unique in the martial arts, and his power is great unless Guo Yunshen and Yin Fuzhi are alive or can suppress him, otherwise, no one in the world can beat him.

The old man came down from upstairs, looked at Su Qing, and then looked at Li Cunyi's tablet on the table of the Eight Immortals, his eyes flickering.

He sat in the previous position of Gong Er.

The hall was silent, and a pin drop could be heard.

"People, you have to have thoughts!"

"Ma San was brought up by me since he was a child, his kung fu is high, and his heart is also high, but he took the wrong road and was beaten to death, and he can't complain about others!"

He looked at Su Qing.

"Even if you don't kill him, I will also take back the things of the palace family, it used to be a personal grudge, but now, it is to clean up the portal for the Xingyi Gate, you are right, some things can't be left on him!"

These words directly blocked everyone's mouths.

He looked at the crowd again.

"In my life, I have only become three things, merging the Xingyi Gate and the Bagua Gate, taking over my senior brother's class, presiding over the Chinese Warriors Association, and uniting more than a dozen sects such as Taiji, Tongbei, and Yanqing to join, and finally became a northern boxer to pass on the art in the south. In the eighteenth year of the People's Republic of China, the Five Tigers went down to the south of the Yangtze River, and Mr. Li Renchao and I negotiated in this golden building! ”

"The world makes people, I can't imagine that in the end, the Chinese Warriors Association has also created a crack in this golden building, which is really a joke!"

"The general trend is difficult to change, what we have saved is just a northern martial arts thought, how many martial arts skills have been lost, but some people can't understand it, they want to break the rules, I know what you think, it's just that I'm old and want to come out!"

The old man exhaled a long breath, his eyes were steep, and the essence light flickered, and he looked at the seven sects such as the Flower Fist Sect and the Swallow Sect.

"Hehe, isn't it the old man of the palace who is going to take a few tricks?"

Feiyanzi Li San laughed sarcastically.

"Li San" is a title, the head of the thieves of the "Swallow Gate" in the past dynasties is called Li San, he is the only son of the "Swallow Li San", and his real name is rarely known.

Everyone in Xingyi Gate looked at him coldly, even Gong Baosen slowly squinted his eyes, this matter is only afraid of seeing red, the entry of apprentices is a means of endless salary, but he was disturbed, this is about the face of the sect, beating people is a grudge, slapping the face is a mortal enemy, it is difficult to be good.

Gong Baosen said lightly: "In terms of seniority and status, are you qualified to talk to Gong?" It's that your father and old swallow are almost alive. ”

Li San's face instantly turned red and blue, blue and purple, he gritted his teeth and laughed, and looked at Su Qing fiercely. "Okay, I heard that this kid has a relationship with Ma San in the Golden Building, since he wants to get the name of the Gong family in the north, do you dare to talk about it again?"

"Bang!"

saw that the chair under Shang Yunxiang collapsed, and he changed his appearance.

"Of course, whoever damages the face of Xingyimen, if there is one, don't even think about leaving!"

"Swing!"

"Those who are in the shape of the door stand up!"

"The disciples of Xingyi Sect are here, today, don't want to leave!"

"Bang", upstairs and downstairs, immediately saw the body shaking, men, women and children, serving tea and water, running the hall of all the people, headed by Mr. Rui.

"The gossip shape means that it is a family, and the gossip door comes out!"

Another cold drink.

"The disciples of the Bagua Sect are here, go and seal this street, and discuss it clearly today!"

In an instant, two groups of Bagua Sect disciples had already left the Golden Building, one left and one right, running towards the forks on both sides.

The people of the three sects and nine sects under the hall immediately scattered in all directions, making room, for fear that they would be affected by the pond fish.

The lobby, which was originally congested and cramped, immediately widened up in time and space, leaving only the Xingyi Gate and the Bagua Gate, and the seven sects headed by the Flower Boxing Gate and the Swallow Gate.

"No wonder the Gong family would rather give their reputation to an outsider than to these northern sects, they don't know the overall situation, they only care about their selfish desires, the old man of the palace is still a hero in the end, this time, he can also kick out these black sheep!"

The southern martial arts who were watching the battle upstairs saw the clues.

"It's okay, tomorrow is the day when Gong Mou retires, and I haven't done it for a long time, just on behalf of the gossip door, ask for it all the time!"

Gong Baosen also stood up.

"The seven of you are also the scoop of the famous party, let's each have seven, and only those who are standing are qualified to speak!"

As soon as these words came out, Shang Yunxiang, Fu Jianqiu, these people all stood by Gong Baosen's side, and Ding Lianshan also rushed over silently, plus Su Qing, this is the fifth.

"Count me in!"

"And me!"

Mr. Rui and the third sister in the building also followed quickly, a shape and a gossip, and they were all together.

The Flower Boxer smiled coldly and glanced at the other six masters.

"Good!"

As soon as the words fell, two figures had rushed to the field, one pointed to the ground on tiptoe, jumped vertically, jumped two meters high, and the other moved his legs left and right, like a tiger pounced on the dragon.

It is Gong Baosen, the king of flower boxing.

In a dazzled manner, an explosion of "pop" was heard in the air, like thunder, and the two had already exchanged hands.

Gong Baosen has not yet touched the ground, the two palms are volleyed out, the flower boxing king pushes his palms to meet him, a thunderbolt sounds, the palms meet in an instant, the palms are opposite, and the clothes of the two are bulging, this is not an internal force, but the blood is urging, and the dark energy is spraying.

Under the blow, the two parted in response, Gong Baosen took three steps back with his feet on the ground, and the same was true of the Flower Boxing King, but every time he fell his foot, it was as if he was stepping on glass, and the floor was shattered in a blink of an eye.

As soon as they stopped, the two pounced again.

Gong Baosen's body is thin and small, only using his toes to point to the ground, and he is lying together, his body is breathing, as if he is treading a wave, and with a flick of his toes, he has swooped out four or five steps, and fought with the King of Flower Boxing again.

Everyone was frightened, and they didn't dare to take a breath.

Can be abrupt.

"It's not easy to live, but one by one is in a hurry to die!"

Su Qing finally spoke, holding his hands behind his back, chuckling lightly, and his face was murderous.

His eyes narrowed and narrowed at Li San's face.

"The surname is Li, don't you want to talk to me?"

As he spoke, Su Qing had already hooked his hand towards Li San on the opposite side and paced towards the door.

"Stinky boy looking for death!"

Seeing Su Qing come out of his head, Li San was not surprised or happy, and couldn't help but say that his body fluttered in the air, just like a flying swallow in the air, his waist was stretched out, and the harrier turned over such a rotten street, and he turned out five or six meters.

"Huh!"

Su Qing laughed, revealing his murderous intentions.

"I'll let you die first!"

As soon as his breath sank, he heard a crackling sound behind him, as if grinding beans, his feet were fast, his right leg only kicked on the pillar of the hall to take off, his waist turned, and his legs were swept out in a volley.