Wolf Xing's eyes widened, he couldn't believe that this boy brother was actually above him, his left hand tightly held the body of the Han Palace Qiu sword, and roared: "I, I'm not dead yet, I can't die!"

In an instant, the wolf line resisted Tang Mo's strength and pulled out Han Gongqiu with force. With a palm of his right hand, he pushed away "Tang Mo".

"Tang Mo" smacked his tongue and said: "The battle of the trapped beasts." "Prepare to finish him off with a sword.

The wolf's eyes were about to split, and he roared angrily, using the "Hundred Refining Techniques for Forging the Body" to burn his blood, and the air around him was condensed. Wolf Xing made a fist with both hands, and directly hit "Tang Mo" in the lower abdomen with one force, hitting a large blood flower and knocking it back.

Without waiting for "Tang Mo" to react, the wolf jumped up with all his strength, roared, spun his left leg, and performed a backspin kick, making a faint sound of breaking the wind, and kicked "Tang Mo" in the side of the face, and actually kicked "Tang Mo" out of the air.

The wolf was panting like a cow, ignoring the injury in his chest, he jumped up and followed "Tang Mo", jumped up, bent his knees, and sank hard, as if he wanted to crush time and space, ready to use the impact of his knees to finish off this son-in-law who dared to hurt himself.

Shuangshuang cried out: "Childe!" Tang Qipeng said angrily: "Thief, do you dare?" Both of them ran towards "Tang Mo".

Just when everyone (excluding "Tang Mo") thought that "Tang Mo" was more than lucky, "Tang Mo" spoke up.

"Ahh ”

Wolf Xing was already in the air, and instead of being angry, he smiled and said, "Wait a minute, you will know what the real pain is!"

At the moment when Wolf Xing's knee was about to touch "Tang Mo", "Tang Mo" struck hard with his left fist to tear apart the chaotic air flow in the air and collide with Wolf Xing, and Wolf Xing only felt a huge force coming from his knee and was knocked out.

Frost and Tang Qipeng were both relieved when they saw it.

"You're annoyed, you know, ants have to have ants. "Tang Mo" had already caught up with the wolf who was knocked to the ground as he spoke.

Wolf Xing lay on the ground and looked at "Tang Mo" in horror, and before he had time to resist, "Tang Mo" held Han Gongqiu, who was emitting a burst of dragon groans, and pierced Wolf Xing's chest with all his strength from top to bottom, and smashed Wolf Xing's heart with a fierce twist. The blood flowed into Han Gongqiu's blood trough and merged into the groove eye, and the whole sword revealed the blood red of the demon.

The crazy light in Wolf Xing's eyes gradually faded, "I'm not dead yet. At the same time, in Zhu's mansion, the life talisman of the wolf line was also quietly shattered.

Tang Mo smiled: "Being my whetstone is what ants should do." After that, "Tang Mo" fainted directly to the ground.

Frost and Tang Qipeng hurriedly went up to take Tang Mo back to the carriage, and then buried the body of Wolf Xing.

At dawn on the second day, Tang Mo woke up faintly, saw Shuangshuang who had been dozing off but didn't dare to sleep next to him, and touched Shuangshuang's head distressedly. I secretly resolved in my heart that I wanted to become stronger as soon as possible, and I couldn't let the frosts worry anymore.

Frost Frost was excited, and said with sleepy eyes: "Childe, are you awake?"

Tang Mo said softly: "Shuangshuang, you go to sleep quickly, I'm fine, Childe." ”

Frost replied vaguely, and fell asleep before she finished speaking.

Tang Mo sighed, got dressed, got up and carried Shuangshuang to the bed, only to feel that Meijiao's body in his arms was so light and delicate, and thought: "Shuangshuang is so light, I'm afraid it hasn't been the last few days to cry for me." "The desire to become stronger in my heart is a little stronger.

Tang Mo covered the quilt with Frost, who was already asleep, turned around and walked out of the curtain, and saw Tang Qipeng alone in a daze.

Tang Mo sat next to Tang Qipeng and said with a smile: "Brother Qipeng." ”

Tang Qipeng saw that Tang Mo was up, and hurriedly responded: "Little Xiangye, are you okay?"

"It's okay, I'm just a little tired, but you, why don't you sleep?" Tang Mo asked.

"I, hey, I feel like I can't help Xiao Xiangye. Tang Qipeng sighed and blamed himself.

"What do you mean by that?" Tang Mo wondered.

"That day, I was dragged by another person, causing Xiao Xiangye to fight against that assassin alone, and he was in a coma for a day; Tang Qipeng recalled.

Tang Mo was silent for a while, and then said, "Brother Qipeng, think about it, if you hadn't dragged the other person, Shuangshuang and I would have died that day." Last night, if you didn't bring that man in, we wouldn't be able to solve the problem. ”

Tang Qipeng smiled bitterly: "Little Xiangye doesn't have to comfort me. I know how capable I am, a second-class martial artist, he is a character in Jinling City, and he can only be regarded as an unpopular character in the real rivers and lakes. Last night, Xiao Xiangye's strength was faintly a strength, and I was already a burden. ”

"Don't be presumptuous, you think, if it weren't for your words, I wouldn't even dare to pull out Han Gongqiu, what else would I talk about. Tang Mo comforted.

Tang Qipeng smiled with relief: "Don't mention it." Little Xiangye, I'll make up for sleep, you can go shopping at will. Let's wait for breakfast and set off to find Xiao Xiangye's friends. ”

"Well, you can sleep well. Tang Mo patted Tang Qipeng's shoulder and said.

Tang Qipeng fell asleep directly on the grass, Tang Mo stepped aside and secretly called Han Gongqiu.

"What are you telling me to do?" Han Gongqiu was obviously a little unhappy, and his words revealed a little anger.

"Can you teach me some moves, you can't always take over in the middle of the fight. Tang Mo pleaded.

"Okay, okay, I'm too lazy to deal with these ants. Han Gongqiu replied lazily, "I will immediately pass on a set of exercises to you, foreign kung fu, and it will be effective after a few days of practice." You should find your own kung fu, mine is not suitable for you. ”

Tang Mo was overjoyed and said with a smile: "Then thank you." ”

"Don't thank me, as long as you don't feel like it's hurting. Han Gongqiu replied angrily.

"What's ......" Tang Mo didn't finish speaking, he felt a more violent force coming out of his mind than last time, and he instantly fell directly to the ground, "It hurts so much!" Tang Mo could only lower his voice and roar to vent his pain.

After a few minutes, Tang Mo asked tiredly, "Why does it hurt more than last time when you passed on the exercises to me?"

"Nonsense, this exercise was used by Zhurong to burn the stove back then, and it must have a certain foundation, you don't have any cultivation, I passed on some cultivation to you by the way. Han Gongqiu reprimanded.

"Cultivation, then how about my cultivation now?" Tang Mo hurriedly asked.

"Hmm...... It's barely a first-class grade. Han Gongqiu's words couldn't hide a trace of contempt.

Tang Mo was overjoyed, but he still suppressed his joy and asked, "How can you cultivate this exercise?"

"It's in your head, just practice it yourself. Okay, the exercises have been passed on to you, and the cultivation has also been given to you, don't bother me in the near future. Han Gongqiu replied impatiently, and then there was no sound.

Tang Mo didn't dare to disturb the uncle of Han Gongqiu, for fear that he would die of pain if he was unhappy, so he had to close his eyes and flip through the foreign exercises in his mind.