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With the six monsters, he has the identity of a wonderful scholar, which is invisibly like a shackle.

It's like playing a role-playing game.

During the day, to hypnotize myself, I am a wonderful scholar...... It's not Wu Youliang.

At night, I have to tell myself that I am Wu Youliang...... Not a genius scholar.

It's like being an undercover agent, and it's very suspenseful and schizophrenic.

The reason why he didn't leave alone was nothing more than that the mystic work had not been accomplished, just ask which place, it could be quieter than Mobei, the Central Plains was flashy, and the people's hearts were even more treacherous, in case it was repeatedly known that he was carrying the next volume of the Nine Yin True Scripture, he was destined to die in the world.

Moreover, there are six monster protectors, who can enter the deepest level of concentration and cultivate with peace of mind.

The most important thing is that at that time, he had the idea of the Quanzhen Sect's internal strength in his heart, so he waited for Ma Yu to come to the desert to teach Guo Jing's internal strength, but when he saw Yin Zhiping's real person, he made a decision.

Now he was alone, like a bird getting out of a cage.

He can walk the rivers and lakes in the name of Wu Youliang, and he doesn't have to wear a vest anymore.

Wu Youliang lifted his breath, climbed onto the roof of the building next to the street, wandered around the acupoints in his ears, and listened to the sounds within ten miles of the surroundings.

Then, unfold your body and fly towards the southeast.

In an instant, more than ten miles were swept away, the terrain was towering in vain, the mountains on both sides stood up, and a mountain col was crossed, and four white-clothed people were scolding and scolding.

Obviously, they didn't stop Guo Jing and grabbed the little red horse.

"It's you!" A man in white recognized Wu Youliang, and with a coquettish sound, he shot out two bright hidden weapons, which were two silver shuttles, the silver shuttle had a sharp head and a sharp body, and it was bound to hit a hole.

Wu Youliang flicked his robe, and Yinshuo disappeared, "Kill people when you meet, the girl is so ruthless." ”

"Can't you kill it!" The other man in white snorted.

The four of them came from the White Camel Mountain in the Western Regions, and on weekdays, they relied on the identity of Ouyang Ke's concubine to act as a prestige, and if they disagreed, they immediately injured and killed people.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead."

Wu Youliang flickered, there was no trace in place, and the four of them only felt that there seemed to be a green shadow in front of them, and they didn't know where to attack, and suddenly their eyebrows hurt, and their eyes were dark, and they lost consciousness.

Wu Youliang looked at the four people who fell to the ground, silently using the key to the Dafa of Soul Transfer, suppressing the killing machine that was about to move in his heart.

His previous irritability has not been eradicated, and he can't kill indiscriminately, otherwise, it is easy to develop the habit of killing, and if he is not careful, he will really be blamed by God.

However, the four of them could not be spared easily.

The four of them aided in the abuse and helped Ouyang Ke kidnap the Han woman, and they had already committed the crime of rape and robbery.

Capital sins can be avoided, but living sins cannot be escaped.

Wu Youliang's fingers flew like flying, connecting dozens of heavy acupoints of the four people, and several of them were dead acupoints, and he split four palms in the air, and the dark energy shook into the four people's angry sea acupoints, although the four people were unconscious, they still snorted, and their faces showed pain.

He used the sealing technique recorded in the second volume of the scriptures, and in today's world, there is no one else who can solve it except him.

Unless someone can get the second volume of the canon, and then he has such skills.

Otherwise, even if it is a western poison, it will be difficult to lift this acupuncture technique, and if you rely on your profound skills to forcibly break through the prohibition, you will be left with irreversible injuries, and the four of them will still be wasted.

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On the evening of the third day, Wu Youliang arrived in Zhangjiakou leisurely.

He is not going to care about Guo Jing, the latter should know Huang Rong, there is a ghost girl secretly protecting him, where can he be used.

Zhangjiakou is the place where the desert trades cattle, sheep and horses with the Central Plains, and there are many merchants from the south to the north, therefore, the population is dense, the streets are prosperous, that is, there is the customs outside the Saiwai, and there is the weather of the Central Plains.

Wu Youliang walked into a restaurant and ordered a white-cut chicken, a piece of cabbage beef, a silver tooth fried three fresh, and three catties of daughter red.

It was he who first entered the world of laughter and ordered three dishes.

This is his affection complex.

Back then, in the martial arts movie he watched for the first time, the three male protagonists ordered these three dishes, and they ate so proudly that twenty empty bowls were stacked on the table, and he was fascinated by it.

It's a pity that when he first entered the martial arts world, he inherited a lonely journey, life and death, and an unknown future, and he was always a little bit behind.

Soon, the dishes were ready.

Wu Youliang drank a cup of daughter red, and couldn't help sighing, in the past, he hoped to meet a beloved woman and taste her daughter red that she had stored for more than ten or twenty years, but now, even if there is really a woman who admires him, he does not dare to cross the thunder pond half a step, in case he enjoys the joy of fish and water, it will be difficult to deepen Xuangong in the future......

Wu Youliang suppressed all his thoughts, picked up the dishes and chopsticks, and picked up a piece of chicken.

After a while, five empty bowls were stacked on the table.

Suddenly, there was a noise outside, Wu Youliang didn't care, there were a lot of merchants in Zhangjiakou, correspondingly, there were more people in the dart bureau, people who walked darts, and the three religions and nine streams had to get acquainted, and sometimes the words were rude and quarrelsome, which was very common.

No, he glanced at it inadvertently, and his gaze immediately froze.

I saw that at the door, the two shopkeepers were loudly scolding a ragged and thin young man, the young man was sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a certain swarthy fur hat on his head, his face was full of stains, he couldn't see his face clearly, he was holding a white-faced steamed bun in his hand, giggling, revealing two rows of crystal teeth.

Is it Huang Rong?

A shopkeeper suddenly punched the boy, and the boy dodged with a short body, and his footwork was light.

It's really Huang Rong!

Wu Youliang was a little stunned.

Seeing that the young man dared to dodge, the shopkeeper punched out again.

Laugh at!

A streamer flickered, and it flashed between the shopkeeper and the young man, and was nailed into the pillar at the entrance of the restaurant.

"This steamed bun is on my account."

The shopkeeper raised his eyes and saw that what hit the pillar was a piece of broken silver.

The young man's dark eyes rolled, he threw the steamed bun to a puppy at the door, walked into the restaurant, and came to Wu Youliang's side, looking at him sideways.

"Little Er, add another pair of chopsticks." Wu has a good way.

The boy grinned and sat down calmly.

The shopkeeper brought a pair of chopsticks and looked at the young man, with a little contempt between his eyebrows, as if he was afraid that the young man would stain his restaurant.

"What do you think, what do you think of Aunt Ben...... Doesn't Childe deserve to eat in your store? The boy shouted.

"The little ones don't dare." The shop is small and two-way.

"Brother, can I order a few dishes?" The young man still couldn't swallow his breath and looked at Wu Youliang.

"Of course."

Wu Youliang smiled, and a bad feeling arose in his heart.

I remember that he had read a post in the real world before, and the general meaning of the post, that is, the most bloody girl in the martial arts world, is undoubtedly Guo Jing.

A table of delicacies, two ingots of gold, a black mink fur, and a sweaty horse.

If Hua Zheng's dowry can completely explode the rich people in the real world, then Guo Jing's gift is enough to scare all the second generation of officials and the rich second generation.

Dishes and gold are ordinary things, not unusual, but mink fur and BMWs are very unusual.

The mink fur is Wang Han's treasure, which was given by Tuo Lei before leaving, and the sweat and blood BMW was even more than Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty could not ask for.

In other words, something has a price, but because of its owner or its rare attributes, it is no longer something that money can measure.

To use an inappropriate analogy, the mink is like a gift from the second military commander of the military department of the Federation, and the sweat and blood BMW is like a car that the president of the Federation cannot ask for......

Such a thing, just ask which official second generation rich second generation can get it!