Separated from the green hills of the real world, the scribe and the boy stood a few steps apart.

In the distance, the three of them looked almost normal, staring in this direction.

Hongluoyu seemed to have punched someone in the abdomen, the corners of his mouth were crooked, and he muttered:

"The surname wins, it can't be true, right? I said, why does he look so serious, hey, hey, isn't he really playing, is he going to stop doing it at this time, does this guy dare to be even more out of tune? ”

"He's not really here, is he?"

"It's not funny at all, it's not really ......"

"Be quiet."

A calm and powerful palm slapped on his shoulder, Hong Luoyu's face was slightly stunned, and then his body sank suddenly, the air waves rolled, and the unconsciously carried huge force of the palm directly smashed most of his body into the rock.

Only the neck and head were still exposed.

Hong Luoyu's face was full of sluggishness, as if he couldn't believe what was happening to him, and slowly lowered his head little by little, and saw the ground close at hand, and he even smelled the slight smell of the earth.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, he looked up at the tall monk, and scolded:

"Stinky bald asse I beep beep ......"

"What are you doing?!"

Yuan Ci subconsciously lowered his eyes to look, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and said:

"How did you get into the ground?"

"You ......"

Hong Luoyu was almost so angry that he was so angry that he grabbed his collar with his palm and said, "Don't be impatient, I'll pull you out now." ”

Immediately, with a little force, like a farmer pulling a radish at the foot of the mountain, he grabbed Hongluoyu out directly, and there was still a little gravel and soil on his body.

Hongluo Yu gritted his teeth in anger, his face turned blue, but Yuan Ci didn't seem to pay attention, a pair of eyes still looked at the two people in the distance, his left hand was lowered, and he was carrying a string of pure Bodhi Buddha beads on his palm, and his thumb was pinched on the prayer beads.

Hong Luoyu had been with Yuan Ci for a long time, and noticed that he became famous at a young age, and was praised by the rivers and lakes as 'the eight winds can't blow, sitting on the lotus platform', and the speed of the Buddha beads turned by three percent faster than usual.

Wu Changqing stroked his white beard and hesitated:

"Mr. Win should be just a trial or something?"

"Just like usual, Luo Yu, you and Mr. Win have been together for so long, you should know that Mr. Temperament is more troublesome, and he often does that kind of duplicity, this time...... Probably the same way? ”

"Once the wind is a little dangerous, I can't help but take action."

Hong Luoyu sighed and muttered:

"It's because it's too familiar that I'm worried......"

Wu Changqing was slightly stunned, and behind the three of them, a white-haired Taoist in a Taoist robe said softly: "Meaning, he is not deliberately making things difficult at the moment. ”

Wu Changqing subconsciously turned around to look.

The white-haired Taoist priest who stepped into the realm of the real person of the Daomen moved slightly, fluttering like a fairy, and said softly:

"If that's not clear, that's not how to explain it."

"This is not the kind of gentlemen and juniors and harmonious exchanges that we used to have."

"Standing there now is the leader of the rivers and lakes who attracted Shaolin Wudang, Emei Kunlun, and the seven factions of the rivers and lakes to discuss how to deal with it."

Wu Changqing's face changed slightly, while Hong Luoyu sighed rather depressed, but did not speak, and the ancient Taoist said calmly:

"And the one standing there is not your disciple Wang Anfeng."

"That's the Lord of the Shenwu Mansion."

"Most of the people in the rivers and lakes, the people in the world, are not worried about the obstacle of life and death when they are young, the reason is that there is always an elder parent between life and death, and they can't see life and death.

"It's like the vast north of the underworld, a lonely boat."

"The same is true of the wind and rain in the rivers and lakes, between An Feng and the rivers and lakes, separated by you and me, he will never be able to be regarded as entering the rivers and lakes."

"He can't rely on us forever."

Yuan Ci looked at the young man in the distance, his expression was peaceful, and he just made a Buddha call.

Hong Luoyu muttered:

"Knowing is knowing, is it necessary to push so hard?"

"Isn't it good little by little?"

The ancient Taoist smiled:

"He's always been like that."

"If you care, you will insist on doing what you feel is necessary."

Wu Changqing sighed and said, "Although it's not the first time I've met Mr., this temperament is really awkward." ”

The ancient Daoist looked into the distance.

The scribe and the boy stood there, only four or five paces apart.

The two of them are all dressed in green shirts, but the person in front of them is elegant and casual, standing with his hands in his hands, and his black hair hanging down on his shoulders at will, all of which are elegant. Behind him is a sword behind his back, a wooden hairpin tied with his hair, and a young man.

The hem of the garment moves slightly.

In a trance, I almost thought that I saw the past and the future of a person at the same time.

Win in Shimokoto......

There seems to be a clear and youthful voice in the ears.

The white-haired Taoist was stunned.

Hong Luoyu muttered twice, and suddenly said:

"Daoist, you are very familiar with the surname Win."

The ancient Taoist came back to his senses and said with a smile on his chin:

"If it weren't for his character, my sister wouldn't have finally parted ways with him, although I Wudang is a Taoist, but since the patriarch of Sanfeng, I don't care very much about the view of the portal."

"My sister is also the palace master of Zixiao Palace, in charge of the true martial arts, and several elders are first-class in martial arts, and they love her, and this matter has already taken a turn for the better."

"In the end, there was such a stalemate, but this is also the cause."

Hong Luoyu nodded solemnly:

"If you have a surname, you have not been beaten."

On the Shaolin Mountain Gate, Wang Anfeng's figure slowly disappeared, leaving only the green shirt standing with his hands in his hands, Hongluoyu scolded and was about to rush up, but was stumped by the Taoist priest with a yin and yang turn.

The difference between the two people's martial arts was originally like, the light skill Hongluo Yu is the only step in the world, the art of attack and killing, the flow of yin and yang, but the Taoist is above everyone here, at this time, Hongluo Yu's light martial arts are just arbitrary, and they were naturally stopped.

Hong Luoyu scolded and turned around to look, the white-haired Taoist smiled, and said softly:

"Leave him alone."

Hongluoyu frowned, and he didn't intend to suppress the fire in his stomach like this, but he heard the Taoist priest add, if this time passed, he would have to throw it into the sky as a way to discourage, wouldn't it be a big loss at that time?

Hongluoyu then retracted his original plan, but he still seemed to be quite unhappy, and the sound in his mouth kept stopping.

Others could only hear the beep.

The ancient Taoist withdrew his right hand, stood with his hands in his hands, looked at the back of the green-shirted scribe over there with a pair of eyes, Yuan Ci glanced at the white-haired Taoist, and then erected his chest with one hand, smiled as a Buddha, and said:

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

………………………

Gangnam Province, further north.

But the Central Plains has to go south.

Xue.

Most of the people in the world only know that there is such a family, but few people know where this family is.

Even if they knew it by various coincidences, few people dared to push the door into the threshold of this thousand-year-old family. Most of them are Jianghu families that have been involved with this family in the past few hundred years, and only then can the grandmaster have the opportunity to see the true face of it.

Green mountains outside the mountain, building outside the building.

There were people drinking downstairs.

The talk mentioned some cheesy things, and some people talked about finding some things for a long time recently, and they were about to find a time to send them to the Xue Family Villa on the mountain, and I don't know why most of them were scholars, so why they could drink so much.

One of them took a sip of wine and saw a woman in white walking by on the road, looking plain, but it seemed to have a less bland temperament, and he really couldn't understand it, just a glance at it would make people forget.

The young man who was drinking didn't know why, he subconsciously withdrew his gaze, and when he wanted to see it again, he couldn't see the person's appearance, his face was stunned, and he looked at the wine in the cup, only thinking that he was a little drunk, and he looked bad for a while.

Someone next to him advised him to drink, so he also raised his neck and drank again.

The woman in white strolled forward, as if enjoying the scenery here, but the speed was not satisfied at all, just a few steps out, there was a distance of dozens of zhang, obviously the road to the end of the world.

Nowadays, there are not many people in the Daomen who know this method, all of them are old men with white beards and beards, and looking at this woman, she is no more than two decades at most.

A large area of green hills stretches continuously.

The bluestone on the mountain poked out a foot, as if the right hand of the immortal stretched out, a young man on the bluestone sat idly, his clothes were on the bluestone, one hand was supported on the bluestone, the right hand held the wine bag, and he glanced at the mountains and rivers and the wind and moon under the wine, and then drank in a big gulp.

Black hair like ink.

Tie it with red satin.

The eyebrows and eyes are clear and atmospheric, as if they are sitting and drinking with the heavens, earth, mountains and rivers.

Fu took another sip of wine, and suddenly smiled:

"It's rare for outsiders to find this good place."

"Girl, good eye."

Behind him stood a young woman, dressed in white, with a prismatic Mojia mechanism on her right wrist, her expression light and peaceful, and her face as pale as a cloud in the sky or a stream flowing through the middle of a mountain or river.

The boy was quite kind and arrogant.

But the woman in white ignored it.

Looking south from the mountain here, she could vaguely see a mountain villa, lined with steles and stones, like a scholar's academy, but she knew that if she went inside, she could only enter the real villa by passing through the three formations of the dragon's head and the dragon's tail.

This formation is quite large and sophisticated, compared to the formation of the Daomen's 'Three Thousand White Cranes Dancing in the Sky', it is not much more than that, and I don't know how many wealthy businessmen in the world want to smash gold and silver to smash out a thousand years of wealth, but they have never been able to do so.

There are only three places in the world that can have such a level of defense.

This place is one of them.

The emperor's life in exchange for it, of course, must be worth the price.

The woman looked at the undulating mountains and rivers in the distance, and said softly:

"Roll the world in anger, and save the heavens."

"Secretly three ears to go to the ghost, a hundred days to quench the dagger and one day to be poor."

The boy in a green coat has a very good ear, and he can hear it clearly from a distance, stroking his palm and praising it lightly, and said with a smile:

"The poetry is well written."

The woman in white said lightly: "It's just poetry?" ”

The son, who was pouring himself a drink or was inviting the mountain to get drunk, smiled:

"Since you are chanting poetry, then I naturally say that poetry is good."

"If you come alone, I will say that you have a good bearing, and if you bring wine, I will say that you have a good amount of wine, and many things in the world are good."

The woman in white frowned and said:

"Even if I'm going to kill you?"

The young man didn't care, pointed to the building outside the green mountain, and said:

"I can get out for some drinks, but I can't get too far from there."

Along the way, the light-looking woman's brows finally wrinkled tightly, and she looked at the young man in front of her, who was born the same as in the record, but did not seem to be so belligerent, and said:

"Are you really Xue Shuang?"

Xue Qinshuang, who has been enjoying the first martial arts talent, the first talent, the first talent, and the first reputation among the younger generation for more than ten years, nodded, then lifted the wine bag in his hand and took a sip, raised it as a gesture, and said with a smile:

"Do you want to drink?"

"There is a senior who is addicted to alcohol in the first village in the world, the ability to make wine is the first in the world, and the ability to drink is also the first in the world.

Although the Xue family is not among the four great families, the actual origin is not bad at all, the other party can recognize her at a glance, and she naturally will not fail to recognize the woman with a flat face in front of her, although she has not seen her face in the past, she has heard about it for a long time.

Si Kou listened to Feng.

At the same time, he was taught martial arts by the four owners of the world's first village.

The owner of the world's first village once sighed drunk, and there are disciples who can protect his world's first village for a hundred years.

Si Kou frowned when he heard Feng.

Along the way, the fighting spirit was hidden, and she wanted to directly take the invincible style and reputation of her peers, but she didn't expect that the Xue Shuang she saw in front of her did not have the war-like and rebellious edge of the past, but she was quite kind, which made her accumulated momentum a little collapsed.

It was as if a sword had found its scabbard, and the edge was all hidden.

Xue Qinshuang shook the wine bag, Si Kou listened to Feng's right hand slightly open, grabbed the wine bag with a lot of energy, raised his neck, the wine was crystal clear, and he drank into his throat, and drank all the wine in an instant, but his expression was still light.

casually threw the wine bag back to Xue Qinshuang, and said lightly:

"The first name of my generation has long been heard."

"Get it today."

With a shock of his right hand, the prismatic Mojia mechanism changed, turning into a spear-like blade, breaking through the air and stabbing straight forward, but Xue Qinshuang did not move at all, the spear stopped three inches in front of him, Si Kou Tingfeng frowned, and said:

"Why not?"

Xue Qinshuang shook the wine bag, and found that this straightforward Si Kou Tingfeng really didn't know how to be polite at all, and there was not even a drop left in most of the sac of fine wine, and when he heard Si Kou Tingfeng's question, he shook his head and said:

"I'm sorry."

"I have an appointment with a person, and I must go to him as soon as possible, and it is not appropriate to use force."

Si Kou listened to Feng and said lightly:

"The first place in your generation is in you."

"Without me today, others will come looking for you."

"Why refuse to fight."

Xue Qinshuang had no nostalgia and said with a smile:

"From today onwards, it's yours."

Si Kou frowned when he heard Feng, and he seemed to finally have some annoyance in his calm and unwavering state of mind, and he traveled thousands of miles all the way, just to fight him, thinking that he was a fierce rival in his life, but he never thought that it would be such an encounter.

She knew how the name of Xue Shuang in front of her came about, so she didn't understand that she gave up so easily, she was so persistent in pursuing it in the past, but at this time she abandoned it like a mustard, she didn't like it in her heart, her voice gradually became a little cold, and said:

"How can you be called a warrior if you retreat without a fight?"

Xue Qinshuang smiled lightly, there was a pear vortex on her cheeks, and said:

"Please bear with me, today's fault is mine, if you don't dislike it, you might as well enter the village to talk about it, there are many martial arts disciples in the Xue family, if you want to fight with the Xue family's martial arts, you don't have to look for me."

Si Kou listened to Feng, but just said coldly:

"Don't bother, don't conspire with each other."

"You don't want to fight, and you don't force it."

"Farewell."

Xue Qinshuang didn't care about his cold voice, got up to see him off, and seemed to ask inadvertently: "Miss Si Kou was born in the first village in the world, and she wants to know about the affairs of the world, but I don't know if you have ever heard of a young man named Wang Anfeng, and how is it now?" ”

Si Kou listened to Feng and said indifferently:

"Wang Anfeng?"

Xue Qinshuang smiled and explained: "He is a friend I met when I traveled down the mountain, and I haven't heard from him for several months. ”

Si Kou frowned when he heard Feng, thinking of the rules of the Xue family, he didn't want to say more, but no matter what, he drank Xue Shuang's bag of good wine, and he still reluctantly said:

"Yes."

"Fufeng Bibliosho, recently in Danyang County, suffered a catastrophe, there were more than three grandmasters on that day, a great grandmaster, the grandmaster behind the bibliophile seems to have been defeated by the sword saint Pei Danding, and it is difficult to make a move."

Xue Qinshuang's smile retracted, she was silent, and said softly:

"Where is he now?"

Si Kou frowned when he heard Feng, and when he saw Xue Qinshuang's appearance, his mind turned, and he naturally guessed that the agreement that made Xue Shuang not fight with him was related to this book collector, and his voice was cold at the moment, and he said:

"Why should I tell you?"

"After today, the name of the first generation of your peers is not yours."

"Everyone in the world knows that the thirteen members of the Xue family have been in the same generation for ten years, and they were defeated without a fight."

Turn around and go.

Xue Qinshuang stood in place.

Take a step forward.

Angrily swept the city of the world, and saved the heavens.

Secretly three ears go to the ghost, and the dagger is poor for a hundred days.

On the flat ground, the cold is rising!

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