"Hmm!"

Gu Cheng snorted, hit a move in his ribs, fell and flew away, and before he could stand still, he was slapped by Hong Qiyi on his back.

With a bang, he slammed to the ground, disgraced.

"Your Highness, are you alright?"

Even though this kind of thing had happened many times, Hong Qi still felt a tightness in his heart and hurriedly rushed over.

But without waiting for him to help, Gu Cheng jumped up, patted the dust on his body, and said indifferently: "It's okay!"

The Six Desires Son is not something that can be found out casually, and since Hong Qi has agreed to take Gu Chengtong with him when the time comes, it is a matter of course to accompany him to feed him now.

As a result, Gu Chengjie firmly experienced the feeling of a sandbag.

In all fairness, Hong Qi, who is not yet thirty, is not much better than him in terms of internal cultivation, and it is estimated that he has one or two more strange meridians and eight veins, and he is two or three percent deep.

is simply a palm, and the two may have to make a hundred moves to separate the winner from the loser.

But in a real fight, Gu Cheng couldn't even make twenty moves.

No way, the gap in combat experience is too big.

The subtlety of the beggars' eighteen palms is still secondary, Hong Qi's palm is not blindly trying to be ruthless and fast, but there is a kind of ingenuity that turns decay into magic, and at the most appropriate time, the most suitable move.

On the other hand, Gu Cheng is a board and a glance, using the tricks on the Nine Yin True Scripture, just like a turn-based system, although the speed is fast and the strength is fierce, the connection between the moves is rigid, and the temporary strain is too poor.

This is also thanks to Huang Sheng when he found out that Gu Cheng actually cultivated his internal skills to a small success within half a year, and after the great joy, he also taught the next volume, so that Gu Cheng could fight for more than a dozen moves, otherwise a few photos would have fallen.

Of course, under such a feeding move, Gu Cheng's actual combat experience has also improved rapidly, the Nine Yin True Scripture is not given for nothing, in just half a month, he can use the Great Demon Fist to go back and forth with Hong Qi's Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending and Thirty Moves.

"From this day onwards, go to the blade!"

But that's not enough.

When Gu Cheng threw a sharp sword over, Hong Qi hesitated several times, but finally held the hilt.

For a first-class master like Hong Qi, he has already glimpsed a trace of martial arts subtlety, and although he can't reach the level of descending dragon palms and dog-fighting stick methods with a sword, he is by no means without threat.

At this moment, when Hong Qi was holding a thin sword, the sword body turned, and the dazzling sunlight refracted it, stabbing Gu Cheng's eyes as soon as he dodged, and the sword stabbed like lightning.

With a bang, the sword light was shining, attacking Gu Chengmei's heart, eyes, throat, and heart.

Everywhere is critical!

The moves are all killing intent!

Gu Cheng lost the opportunity, and he didn't have time to parry, so he could only perform a snake flip and dodge the attack with one body.

As a result, he never fought back again, and he was completely shrouded by the rainy sword momentum.

The Beggar Gang is the gang that has the most contact with the three sects and nine streams, and Hong Qi, as the next gang leader of the ironclad, has naturally been in contact with those powerful assassins in the rivers and lakes, and even had conflicts.

At this time, he imitated one of the great enemies, a set of killing swords, and he couldn't be careful.

Flutter!

said that it was too late, Gu Cheng didn't dodge in time, and a long blood mark had been drawn on his back, and he screamed in pain.

Hong Qi's movements couldn't help but slow down, and he heard Gu Cheng roar wildly: "Don't keep your hands, I'm afraid of being hurt today, and I will only bleed more in the future!"

"Okay, Your Highness be careful!" Hong Qi killed, Gu Cheng knew that he would lose if he held it for a long time, so he also launched his body and fought back violently.

Half a pillar of incense!

In just half a pillar of incense, Gu Cheng's whole body was already covered in blood, and more than a dozen wounds were densely covered horizontally, even if Hong Qi deliberately avoided the vital point, it was shocking to see.

"Stop!"

Gu Cheng shook it, and finally couldn't support it anymore, sat on the ground with his butt, took out a nine-turn bear snake pill, and quickly took it.

That is, Hong Qi, a person in the martial arts, dared to start, and it was absolutely impossible to change to a yellow dress.

But it was that feeling of being out of breath that made Gu Cheng feel the horror of death again.

This is different from when he was captured alive by Zhang Jiao, at that time he was really powerless, the difference in strength between heaven and earth, Fang Cai struggled several times, but after all, he could not escape the fate of death, which tested people's hearts even more.

So, Gu Cheng slightly adjusted his breath, directly settled down, and began to refine his gods.

Of the eight dragon classics, the first seven are refining, and only the last one is refining the gods.

But this last article is stuck, stuck with the children of the royal family who don't know how many lives are erosive and only know pleasures, and even if they get started, it is difficult to be promoted to a higher level.

For example, Gu Cheng, after his five senses have been formed, sound, and smelled, and his taste and touch have also been cultivated, even if he does not urge his true qi, his various senses are several times more sensitive than ordinary people, which is also the reason why he can progress so quickly in actual combat.

You can feel from the five senses to the six senses, but you have no clue.

It wasn't until Fang Cai was in the extremely tense confrontation that the great terror between life and death suddenly made Gu Cheng have a trace of understanding of the so-called six senses.

It's just that that feeling is fleeting, and now let him say it, and he can't explain it clearly.

"When I was in the Taoist temple, I heard that many children of the family traveled all over the world, and once they had an epiphany, they opened up their five senses and six senses, and I am afraid they also experienced the tempering of life and death. Reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles, sure enough, for the refining of the gods, these two are indispensable!"

Gu Cheng pondered for a while, put it down, and turned back to refining and cultivating, and the big tendons around his body collapsed, like a dragon undulating.

If you want to hurry, you can't reach it, he is now majoring in martial arts refining and refining, and if there is no chance in refining the gods, it is naturally the best, if there is no that, it is nothing, there is no need to be too persistent.

"Come again!"

There were nine turns of the bear snake pill, and the wounds quickly scabbed one by one, Gu Cheng jumped up, moved his fists and feet, and shouted.

Hong Qi's eyes showed emotion, such perseverance and ruthlessness, no wonder there were such earth-shaking changes in just a few months.

After fighting a few more times, Gu Cheng didn't help the seedlings, stopped his hand, and began to ask Hong Qi about the use of secret weapon poisons and door rules.

These are all things that Huang Sheng is not proficient in, and only an old man like Hong Qi can bring the major forces and famous characters on the rivers and lakes to a few treasures.

That's it, after another month, it is already autumn, and the Six Desires who have been silent for a long time finally move.

"He is actually hiding in the Jiaguo Mansion?"

When the news reached his hands through the beggar gang, Gu Cheng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he saw it.

Who is Jiaguo Gong? This person's name is Zhao Lu, who is intelligent by nature, and is deeply loved by Xiaozong, that is, the current Emperor Taishang, and even once had the intention of ceding the throne to him.

The succession of the emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty is very interesting, the three generations are all Chan Rang, Gaozong gave to Xiaozong, Xiaozong gave to Guangzong, Guangzong gave to Ningzong Zhao Kuo, oh, in the end, this was forced by the minister, and the leader was Han Yanxuan.

And Gu Cheng's cheap grandfather once had the intention to give the throne to this Zhao Lu, and the imperial grandson Zhu Yunwen has a wood.

Of course, in the end, it was not realized, otherwise there would be no Gu Cheng's cheap father Guangzong in power now.

However, this Zhao Lu is still a threat, when Guangzong intended to make Zhao Kuan the crown prince last year, it was Xiaozong who thought that Zhao Kuan was too idiot, so it was better to establish Zhao Kuan and stop him.

It can be seen that the Emperor Taishang still has the right to speak, and this Zhao Lu is not without threat to Gu Cheng.

"It's inconvenient for me to make a move around the Jiaguo Mansion, so you can arrange it!"

Gu Cheng thought about it and was ready to be cautious, after all, when it came to the battle for the throne, the identities of both sides were too sensitive.

That night, Gu Cheng, who was slightly disguised, came to the restaurant a street away from the Jiaguo Mansion to wait, and saw from a distance that the fire was soaring into the sky, and he actually walked out of the water.

Although it burned only a corner of the Guogong Mansion, it also succeeded in striking the grass and startling the snakes, and the gongs and drums inside were beating wildly, and I don't know how many people went in and out to fight the fire, and they were in a panic.

In the middle of it, a white figure came out of the house, like a white horse passing through the gap, flashing by.

The beggar gang disciples surrounded him, and a fierce sword exchange suddenly sounded.

In the dim night, in the rising firelight, Gu Cheng's eyes were like torches, and he saw the figure at a glance.

Sword eyebrows and starry eyes, tall posture, plain white robe, waist with ancient sword, was originally a dashing scribe, but a smile on the corner of his mouth destroyed his temperament and became evil and awe-inspiring.

"This person is the son of the Six Desires?" Gu Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly.

A flower thief is a flower thief, no matter how high his martial arts skills are, how good his skin is, there is a lewd aura between his eyebrows, and the same is true of this man, with an evil smile on the corner of his lips, and a distorted and sick look in his eyes.

But for some reason, Gu Cheng always had a sense of familiarity, as if there was something in this person that he was extremely familiar with.

"Interesting!"

Gu Cheng's eyes flashed with light, and he jumped into the night.

He had a gut feeling that the beggar gang would probably not be able to stop this six-wanted son!