Xiahou Xuan waited in Liu Wuqiu's house for a while, because of the poison, he couldn't do anything, he could only look at the unconscious, like a dead pig, Huangfuxiong, and grinned unhappily.

If he hadn't been poisoned now, he would have really wanted to kill him now.

I'm scared, this thing is good, I sleep more comfortably than anyone else.

At this moment, there was a voice from outside, Xiahou Xuan's expression was slightly sharp, and he heard a low voice: "It's me, Wang Anfeng." ”

There was a soft squeak, the wooden door was carefully pushed open, and Wang Anfeng, who had just left, flashed in, Xiahou Xuan frowned slightly, and said softly: "Why are you back?" It's heavily guarded outside? ”

"No ......"

Wang Anfeng shook his head and explained what he had just thought about Xiahou Xuan, the latter's eyes lit up slightly, and he said in a low voice: "You bring me the wine!" ”

Wang Anfeng opened the jar of wine, Xiahou Xuan reluctantly got up, dipped his finger in the wine and entered the mouth, his eyes lit up slightly, and said:

"You can't be wrong, this is it!"

Wang Anfeng also breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and his back was already full of cold sweat, and he solved the matter, but he showed a strong curiosity about Na Liu Wuqiu.

He left the antidote, obviously not wanting to really hurt those children of the family, but where is the antidote but it is written in code, he doesn't want anyone to know? It's just that they don't want the people of the Four Elephant Pavilion to know.

In other words, there should be many people from the Four Elephant Pavilion around him.

An avenger is bound to hide himself well.

So the 'Liu Wuqiu' he saw, greedy for money and lustful, and obsessed with power, is it really Liu Wuqiu?

For some reason, he suddenly thought of the first opponent he fought against, purely against the enemy with foreign boxing, hiding the truth that he was also good at light skills, in order to achieve the third lore, he used two games to tell a story, making himself think that he would not be able to do light skills.

Liu Wuqiu is a bad seed, a pervert, greedy for money and lustful rumors, which have lasted for sixty or seventy years.

So...... Is this the bureau he has used for sixty years?

Wang Anfeng's heart was suddenly shocked, his scalp was a little numb, and the old man who seemed to be superficial could no longer be superficial seemed to be covered with a shadow at this moment, and he couldn't see it at all, Xiahou Xuan on the side took the medicinal wine, coughed twice, and said:

"You see that, too?"

Xiahou Gongzi had a complicated expression on his face, and said softly: "How can a person who has lived to be eighty years old not understand the truth that we understand? ”

"He's afraid he's going to make others think he doesn't understand."

"Nineteen lines in the chess game, a total of three hundred and sixty-one, nine stars, you and I are in this game at this time, but unfortunately you and I are not chess players, but bait."

Wang Anfeng was silent, his palm resting on the window.

………………………………

Liu Wuqiu was dressed in extremely luxurious clothes, standing respectfully beside another middle-aged man, the night wind was a little cold, blowing Liu Wuqiu's pale hair a little messy, looking down, it was pitch black, like the winter of fifteen years old.

At that time, he was not as good as he is now, but it was thick, but it was still cold, the kind of cold that oozes from the depths of his heart, so he has always worn much more than ordinary people.

"No, you messed up this time."

The black-robed man spoke, his voice as loud as a bell, shattering Liu Wuqiu's recollection of dreams.

"The last time the pavilion lord ordered us to act, it was sixty-eight years ago, at that time, the world was undecided, you had not yet entered the cabinet, my cabinet has been lurking for a long time, and you have made such a big mistake in the action at this time."

"It is precisely because of the descendants of the Xiahou Huangfu family that I personally appeared to invite the treasure, but you lost them."

The black-robed man is not as old as Liu Wuqiu, in the rivers and lakes, the older people tend to be respected, not because of force, no matter how strong the skill is, there will be a day when the strength will be dispersed, but the wisdom that has increased day by day after the fight is comparable to the first-class martial arts cheats, but for Liu Wuqiu, his words are full of disdain and reprimand.

is so greedy for life and afraid of death, greedy for money and good at death, even he can't look down on it.

Liu Wuqiu bowed his waist, with a shy old face, his eyebrows shrugged together, and said flatteringly:

"Lord Altar, this, this can't be blamed on the old man, he ...... Xiahou Mibao ...... Top-grade Imperial Qi Treasure Armor ...... "Above the mountain dome, the night wind is fast, Liu Wuqiu's face is a cowering look, he can't really hear it at all, the black-robed man first heard the secret treasure of Xiahou, and what is the high-grade imperial qi treasure armor, two or three points of greed rose in his heart, and subconsciously took the initiative to approach two points, frowned:

"Liu Wuqiu, are you too old to speak?! Speak up! ”

Liu Wuqiu's body trembled, and he raised his voice a little and said: "Then Xiahou Gongzi, the Xiahou family's talisman treasure ......"

The black-robed man was impatient in his heart, and grabbed Liu Wuqiu, and suddenly a cold light flashed, and a sharp pain came from his wrist, and the tiger roared and threw the old man away, but it was too late, Liu Wuqiu shook his arm in the air, and the cold light burst out, and in an instant, the stars were brilliant, and in an instant, he penetrated through the thirty-seven big points around the black-robed man, and the blood flowed like an infusion, and the lord of the altar didn't even scream, and fell straight down.

And Liu Wuqiu had already pounced on him, tearing at the secret treasure, the appearance was shattered instantly, but inside it was just an ordinary jade talisman, the old man's expression was slightly stunned, but it had not changed much, and a voice came from outside the sky, long and peaceful:

"It's hard for you, after being a lackey for more than 60 years, I thought you had forgotten, but I found someone to calculate the hexagram and kept a hand."

"It seems that after more than sixty years, you still haven't been able to let go."

In the voice of words, an old man in a green robe was slowly wearing a wide robe, stepping on the void, although he was an old man, but his face was ruddy without a wrinkle, and the white hair of the previous years had turned black at this time, which was the characteristic of the upper three grades of the Xuantong realm, and the non-talented and tenacious people could not enter, and the right hand was flipped, revealing a blood-colored gossip, which was full of ominous gas, and it was disgusting.

Liu Wuqiu looked at him, the expression on his face gradually changed, the waist that had been bent for sixty-eight years slowly straightened up, his white hair danced in the wind, looking at the blood-colored gossip, and said softly:

"It's a pity that I still can't hide it from you."

"Failed to break this fast jade."

The old man sighed and said, "You have already hidden it from me, I never thought that someone would be able to act for a lifetime, until the peers have died cleanly, and I still remember the hatred when I was a teenager." It's just that I'm uneasy, so I still ask someone to do a hexagram. ”

"Ordinary people have cultivated for seventy years, but they can enter the third grade, you have been trapped here for twelve years, the old man has entered the third grade, you are not my opponent, if you go back, I will remember that you have been honest for a lifetime, I can forget today's things."

Liu Wuqiu shook his head, and pulled out a long sword in his right hand, which was sharp and pressing, and the blade of the sword lightly touched the ground, and said softly:

"But I can't forget it."

Back then, I was the only one.

The stupid boy who couldn't even block a sword for others back then is already full of gray hair, but how can he forget the appearance of his first encounter when he was a teenager?

Liu Wuqiu stepped forward, holding a long sword and began the final gallop, the cultivation is poor, after entering the three grades, the ordinary secret weapon has no effect, the Taoist is called a real person, Confucianism is called Confucianism, the soldier is a general, and the martial artist outside the three religions can already open a sect.

He has been bumping around on this river and lake for seventy or eighty years, how can he not know that the winner has been divided?

But for Liu Wuqiu, who can't practice boxing well and is stupid and inflexible, he will no longer have any other choice.

Promise to be a promise, never forget in this life.

After sixty-eight years of spring and autumn, I finally saw this person again, this jade.

My unattainable dream is waiting to be realized in front of my eyes.

The old man in the green shirt sighed softly, his sleeve robe swayed, and the sword qi filled the void, like the Emperor of Heaven opening a arsenal, representing the sword qi that was pure to the limit, and also fierce to the extreme, and under the cold light, Liu Wuqiu recalled the bright starry sky he saw back then.

Under the starry sky, he buried Mei Chuxue, settled Sister Qingli's parents, put all the money on the wooden table of the eldest brother of the Wang family, helped the beautiful girl water the flowers she liked, and then groveled, restrained his rebelliousness, and lived like a dog for sixty-eight years...... Let's take a look below, and see the Forgotten Immortal County that once had her.

It's been sixty-eight years, and it's time to go back......

"Hahahaha!!"

Liu Wuqiu, who was holding a long sword, laughed loudly at the opponent who could be called a generation of grandmasters, and galloped forward calmly, and in the extremely powerful sound of breaking the air, Dao Dao sword qi continued to tear apart his body one after another, and blood flowed everywhere, but this pain was not worth mentioning at all compared to the pleasure of removing the mask and calmly facing the enemy!

For such a master, in the face of absolute strength, all the calculations of the mechanism are useless, he held the only available long sword obliquely, galloped step by step, suddenly tilted his body, and his right leg had been cut off the hamstring, but he still staggered forward as if he had not checked, until the green shirt was in front of him, holding the long sword, and stabbed forward violently.

But the long sword on the opposite side was faster than him, and a sharp sword qi on the sword finger of the old man's right hand pierced Liu Wuqiu's abdomen violently, but he didn't seem to notice it, his left arm was raised, and his body was violently raised, making a series of explosions like broken ice in spring, and the sword qi entered the body even more, but it also took advantage of the situation to smash a fist into the old man's abdomen, and the energy burst out, shaking the blood jade gossip to pieces.

In the angry shouts of the sect master, the corners of Liu Wuqiu's mouth were slightly raised, like the rebelliousness of a young man, and his vision was blurred, but he seemed to see the bright and atmospheric girl again.

"Boy Liu, what will you do if I die here......"

"I'll avenge you."

"Poof, you're so stupid, what kind of revenge are you going to have...... You, you have to marry a good girl, you have to live well......"

The girl's voice gradually weakened, and she slowly closed her eyes in his arms, covered in blood, penetrating the white skirt, Mei Chuxue, Mei Ruxue. When I first met, he was the most inconspicuous and worst silly boy, on the rainy riverbank, the corner of the girl's mouth was slightly raised, and the umbrella was blocked on his head.

He never thought about it, just a glance filled his life.

The blood jade gossip shattered into powder, Liu Wuqiu's right arm was shattered, his sword qi broke his body and his body was wounded, but his eyebrows were like a tiger, and he laughed loudly.

Cheng Jun Yinuo, never forget in this life, in the spring and autumn of sixty-eight years, he has nothing to ask for but revenge, it is for Liu Wuqiu.

With a long smile on the sword, he went out to travel all directions. Ambition swallows the universe, chivalrous bones are resistant to wind and frost, the world calls it a ranger, the long sword is as heavy as life, and life is lighter than a feather!

The moonlight fell in the atrium, and everything was silent, but the sound of a tiger's long roar suddenly rose and resounded between heaven and earth.

Sixty-eight years after Mei Chuxue's death, the stupidest and stupidest boy back then, the white-haired old man who had lost his whole life, was dressed in a hundred creations on this lonely peak, and entered the third grade with one punch.