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Zhou Dong strode over, and with each step, the bricks were broken and the iron arm was raised.

A simple punch.

The punch was blowing in his face, and vaguely, Bai Muqiu seemed to see something imperceptible in the punch, and reason told him that he couldn't take this punch.

And yet—

Bang, Bai Muqiu still took it, frantically carried the King Kong Boy Gong to his whole body, and clenched the fist that was pushed over with one palm, and the tip of the fist was against his palm for a moment. The whole body shook suddenly, as if an invisible wall pushed over and crushed over, the green bricks under his feet were broken and torn, and the fierce strength directly forced him out backwards, and two broken scratches were ploughed out under his feet.

As soon as he made contact, Bai Muqiu's cold expression was slightly moved.

He could have avoided the punch just now, but he still wanted to try. Now he looked at Zhou Tong, as if he saw the persistent and crazy old eunuch at the beginning, and the old man in front of him was infinitely close to the old eunuch. But there is no comparison between the two sides, although the crazy eunuch has reached the realm of a grandmaster, but he is a madman after all, and his claw skills make it unorganized. Then the old man in front of him, close to the grandmaster, was extremely clear and even more tricky.

"—amazing."

Bai Muqiu praised coldly, a little on his toes, the same green bricks burst, the whole person rushed over, the palace robe was scorching, and the figure suddenly turned into an afterimage, in the blink of an eye, Zhou Tong was calm, his expression was serious, and he drew a lunge under his feet, colliding with the figure that rushed over.

As soon as the two of them fought, their bodies froze, and an invisible wave of qi clashed and stirred out from them, and the willow branches hanging down on the bank of the river shook and blew away, and even the horses that stopped nearby were directly overturned to the ground, their hooves fluttered, and the brick road under their feet jumped directly to form a circular pit. Zhou Tong suddenly swung his fist upward, and a loud explosion exploded in the air.

With this punch, Bai Muqiu's eyes enlarged, and he definitely didn't dare to take it hard, took a step back, and then kicked the ground, and suddenly disappeared in place. Zhou Tong skimmed the soles of his feet, raised his head, raised his arms, and danced with his iron fist.

A figure rushed straight down from above, and his body suddenly stagnated in the air, his palms were like a storm, and the iron fist below was fighting together, and the four arms were intertwined and entangled at an extremely fast and high speed, and the sound of muscles and bones hitting hard and hard made people hear a burst of weak legs.

Zhou Tong became more and more stable, while Bai Muqiu became more and more fierce the more he fought, and the hideous color on his face became more and more intense. Originally, he wanted to use the three-point return vitality to catch the opponent and kill him with one blow, but Zhou Dong's martial arts experience and understanding of martial arts were much more than Bai Muqiu.

In contrast, Bai Muqiu suffered a lot.

Bai Muqiu landed, rushed over again, and fought each other, the palms of the two sides bombarded each other like raindrops, and the wind that shot out of the gap blew up the hair and robes of the two. Suddenly, Zhou Tong took a step back without a trace, lowered his body, stepped forward again, and punched out, hitting Bai Muqiu's lower abdomen, black and gold palace robe, and a ripple spread.

The robe was torn and pulled.

Twisted and cracked, dense and small openings.

Bai Muqiu stabilized his body that fell backwards, his toes gripped the ground through the soles of his boots, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, he didn't wipe it, he stared at Zhou Dong, his voice was cold and weak.

"You were able to kill Bendo just now—"

He grinned, his teeth bloodshot, and roared, "-Why don't you kill!" ”

Zhou Tong was still as calm as before, and his face was no longer as angry as before, "Why did you want to kill you, do you think the old man will be the same as you?" He put his hands behind his back, and his voice was loud, "Your martial arts are good, you can be called a good hand, even if it is a side door, it is indeed good, but you don't have a clear understanding, you don't have the artistic conception of your own martial arts, you don't even have the purpose of why you want to shoot, so your martial arts don't have any spiritual charm." ”

"Huh-"

Bai Muqiu sneered and turned around slowly, "Zhou Tong, you should be a fool, even your opponent needs to be taught a lesson." ”

After taking two steps and stopping, he wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and said coldly: "And Lin Chong is dead, but if the governor remembers correctly, Dongchang has just hired a head coach named Lin Chi, this guy is very lazy, and he likes to go to the eastern suburbs in the morning." ”

Zhou Tong was slightly stunned.

Suddenly, he went up, his fingers were dotted and moved behind Bai Muqiu's back, and he said in a low voice: "Don't move, you already have an injury on your back?" Now it's bursting, the old man has just stopped, and he will be fine when he goes back and asks the doctor to apply the medicine. ”

"Also, why did you save Lin Chong." His voice was very small, and only Bai Muqiu could hear it.

Bai Muqiu broke away from him, the blood on his back soaked through the palace robe, and with the support of Fanzi, he walked onto the chariot and got into the carriage without looking back, leaving Zhou Dong standing there stunned.

At this time, a ray of sunlight is like a golden flower, blooming in the world.

Inside the carriage, Bai Muqiu closed his eyes. Thinking about what Zhou Tong just said, why did he ask Lin Chong. The wheels rolled slowly, feeling the temperature of the sunlight filtering through the curtains, and he opened his eyes again.

The light pierced the gloomy clouds, like the smile of some silly girl.

Perhaps, he saved Lin Chong because he had a person in his mind who was worth protecting and giving him warmth.

…………….

A spring morning, a gentle wind.

The man in the green soap robe pushed open the courtyard gate, looked at the sky, carried a basket on a thin horse, took a step to bathe in the soft spring sunshine, slowly went out of the city gate, went to the eastern suburbs, climbed over a hill, he took the reins of the horse in one hand, and came to a tomb with a basket in the other.

Open the basket, and there is a plate of side dishes, two bowls of gruel, and a few pieces of white steamed buns. Lin Chong sat there cross-legged, the wind on the hill was gently blowing, and his hair was a little messy.

He put a bowl of gruel and a pair of chopsticks in front of the tomb, and took a piece of steamed bread and put it on a plate.

Then, silently picked up the bowl and chopsticks in front of him, ate the plate of side dishes, drank a mouthful of gruel, and put vegetable leaves into the bowl in front of the tomb, and continued to eat.

After a long time, after eating, Lin Chong packed up the dishes and chopsticks and put them back in the basket.

He smiled at the tombstone and said: "Zhenniang, in the past, you used to cook meals every day, and now Xianggong comes to eat with you every day, today is a little hurried, and it is not good, tomorrow Xianggong will make delicious food for you to taste." ”

Immediately, carrying the basket, he went down the mountain.

...........

Under the shade of the tree, Zhou Tong looked at the scene in front of him, his heart was sour, and his fingers scratched at the bark, leaving five scratches. He wanted to dissuade him, but when he saw the lonely tomb standing on the post, he choked with grief in his heart.

Perhaps, on Liangshan that day, Lin Chong died.

It's not a relief.

PS: It's late, write Lin Chong, it's not easy to write, I don't know if it's good to portray.