Chapter 20: Qiao Feng and Kang Min
In Xinyang, Henan, in a pavilion in the suburbs, a high-spirited man was sitting in it resting, with a tired face.
There was a sound of tapping in the distance, and the big man looked at it vigilantly.
I saw that at the end of the official road, more than ten knights were galloping, all of them were freshly dressed and angry, carrying long knives at their waists, and their spirits were flying.
Wow!
After the loud long roar of the horse under the crotch, it suddenly stopped, and the two of them turned over one by one, dismounted and landed, and their movements were clean and neat.
Dahan secretly praised: "Good luck! I don't know which young knight this is. â
The two stepped forward with their knives, walked into the pavilion in two steps, bowed respectfully to the big man, and said loudly: "Zhang Long and Wang Hu of the Tiejun Mansion, please say hello to Uncle Xiao Feng." â
Qiao Feng, or Xiao Feng, groaned, and bowed back: "But Dali has eliminated three of the four evildoers, Han Lie, the 'Iron Monarch' of the 81 Serial Water Villages in Taihu Lake in Jiangnan, and Han Daxia's mansion?" â
Since subduing the Taihu bandits, the name of the Iron Monarch Han Lie has quickly spread in the rivers and lakes.
Immediately afterwards, the Dali Duan clan added the icing on the cake, and also sent people to spread the news of Han Lie's annihilation of the three evils to the Central Plains, which immediately made Han Lie's reputation in the rivers and lakes to a higher level.
The four wicked people have been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, and no one can control them, and they died in Dali.
Many people were shocked and couldn't believe it, but since it was Duan's guarantor, no one would question this fact.
Xiao Feng, who had been running around these days, looking for the truth of his life experience, easily heard about it from the way and knew the name Han Lie.
Hearing this, Zhang Long and Wang Hu looked more respectful, and Zhang Long said: "It is my master." â
Xiao Feng nodded quietly, but secretly he was quite surprised, he got up and walked out of the pavilion, turned around and asked, "Are the two young heroes on the order of Han Daxia to come to punish the traitors and eliminate evil?" â
After leaving Shaolin Temple, Xiao Feng added several crimes along the way, which was already notorious, and everyone shouted and beat him.
Therefore, although Zhang and Wang lowered their attitudes and did not seem to be hostile to him, Xiao Feng was still quite vigilant, his hands drooping, ready to make a move at any time.
Shaking his head, Wang Hu continued to maintain his previous low posture and explained to him: "Our brother is here to invite Uncle Xiao to go to the story by the master's edict. â
Xiao Feng thought: "Do you want to do it yourself, okay, let me see it." â
Just as he was about to let the two lead the way, at this moment, Xiao Feng suddenly stopped, looked at where everyone came from, and only heard a long flute and the sound of dark flying, which dispersed into the east wind and filled the sky.
A gust of wind, a wisp of smoke and dust, a light sigh, a phantom shadow flickered, and Han Lie appeared in front of Xiao Feng.
After seeing it clearly, Zhang Long, Wang Hu, and more than ten horsemen behind them immediately dismounted, stepped aside, and shouted with their heads buried in their heads: "Welcome to the master." â
Xiao Feng was really shocked this time, he originally thought that Han Lie should be a great master who had been cultivating in seclusion for many years, and once he became famous in the world, he was definitely not young, at least he was middle-aged.
Unexpectedly, the first half of his guess was correct, but the second half was exactly the opposite of what he expected.
Looking at Han Lie's excessively young face in a daze, Xiao Feng's mood couldn't help but drop a little, and he felt a little lost.
However, then he lifted his spirits and swept away these negative feelings, thinking: "It turns out that he is such a young talent, his light skills are superb, and his martial arts must be even worse, so he can fight with me!" â
Taking three steps back, Xiao Feng raised his hand to put on a posture, and laughed: "Your Excellency is the 'Iron Monarch' Han Lie, Han Daxia, Khitan Xiao Feng is here, please give me advice!" â
Han Lie ignored Xiao Feng's movements, turned to walk into the pavilion, swept the stone chair, stretched out his hand to him and asked, "In front of Gang Master Qiao, Han doesn't dare to be the name of a 'hero', please sit down and talk in detail." â
After glancing at him strangely, and sensing that Han Lie really had no malicious intent, Xiao Feng took a seat opposite him.
Xiao Feng arched his hand, and his voice was thick and low: "Xiao has stepped down as the leader of the beggar gang, and has recovered his surname, in the future, there will only be Khitan Xiao Feng, and there will be no more beggar gang leader Qiao......"
Waving his hand, Han Lie said, "Hey! interrupted Xiao Feng's self-description, and interjected and asked, "Do you know Khitan?" â
Xiao Feng, who couldn't react, paused, not understanding what Han Lie meant, so he continued to ask: "You said that you are Khitan Xiao Feng, then you can speak Khitan and write Khitan Chinese?" â
Xiao Feng suddenly shook his head gloomily: "I was adopted by the Han people since I was a child, and I have never learned it, where do I know the Khitan language." â
Han Lie smiled, he pointed to himself and Xiao Feng's clothes, and said: "The ancient sages have clouds: Di Yi enters Huaxia, Huaxia; Those who enter Diyi in China, Diyi!"
Hearing this, Xiao Feng raised his head suddenly, his hands couldn't help shaking, and asked, "What exactly do you want to say?" â
Han Lie snorted coldly: "Since you were raised by the Han people, you have eaten Han Su since you were a child, used Chinese dialect, wore Han clothes, learned Han martial arts, became the leader of the Han people, and made great achievements for the Han people, how can you not be a Han person?" â
Like a lightning strike, Xiao Feng was at a loss for a while, not knowing what to say.
Since the apricot forest, he can be said to have betrayed his relatives and left his relatives, and he was burdened with grievances, the Central Plains martial arts, and his brothers and friends in the past all scolded him for being a Khitan dog thief, and he hated to be punished.
But at this moment, a stranger who had never met before actually recognized his Han identity.
Xiao Feng wanted to say something, but his lips opened and closed, but he couldn't make a sound, and after a while, he sighed: "But I'm still from the Khitan after all." â
Han Lie pursed his lips disdainfully: "I thought you were a free and uninhibited hero, and I didn't want to be like those laymen." â
Patting the stone table, he pointed to the sky: "The vicissitudes of life, everything changes!" In ancient times, Dongyi, Xirong, Nanban, and Beidi were all people from outside the country, what happened at this time? It's not still included in Huaxia. â
After a pause, Han Lie persuaded: "Since you have a Han heart, why should you care about the shallow and foolish opinions of those stupid and dull people. â
Xiao Feng pondered for a long time, although he did not fully accept Han Lie's point of view, he only felt greatly relieved in his heart, and couldn't help but feel good about him, as if he was the only confidant left between heaven and earth.
Grinning at Han Lie gratefully, Xiao Feng said sincerely: "Brother Han's words are like a slap in the face, which makes me suddenly enlightened. â
Only then did a smile appear on Han Lie's face, and he sat back on the stone chair and said, "I know that the charges on your head are all framed by others, so I am not here to punish the evil. â
Xiao Feng became more and more happy, and he hurriedly asked, "Then I don't know what advice Brother Han has for Xiao?" â
With a certain smile, Han Lie slowly spit out two words: "On martial arts!" â
Nodding suddenly in realization, Xiao Feng suddenly understood, he also smiled, and replied heavily: "Okay!" But please advise! â
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Under the afterglow of the setting sun, Han Lie stood in the pavilion, watching Xiao Feng's tall back gradually disappear into the sky.
They didn't really fight each other.
Because, unless it is a life-and-death fight, otherwise a martial artist who has reached this realm, ordinary competition no longer has much meaning, and it will not make Han Lie improve.
What's more, Xiao Feng was in the dust at this time, running around and working tirelessly, tracking down the enemy.
Neither physically nor psychologically, he did not reach the best state, so the two only discussed martial arts, but did not fight.
Han Lie and Xiao Feng exchanged their perceptions and experiences of martial arts with each other, and confirmed their martial arts cultivation in the form of hand talks and verbal fights, and both of them felt that it was very beneficial.
Afterwards, Han Lie was sure that he was indeed much better than Xiao Feng in terms of skill now.
However, Xiao Feng's amazing fighting talent also surprised Han Lie very much, he really deserved to be the god of war in the Heavenly Dragon World, this kind of comprehension and reaction ability to actual combat was indeed terrifying.
After thinking about it carefully, Han Lie felt that within five hundred moves, he should not be able to defeat Xiao Feng.
After 500 moves, there is about a 50% chance of winning, if it is dragged to 900 moves, there are 70%, and after 1,000 moves, the real gas lĂŹ is excessively consumed, and it is expected that 90% is possible.
Ending the discussion on martial arts, Han Lie deliberately asked Xiao Feng about his investigation of his life experience.
Of course he knew what it was, but in order to avoid doubts, he asked such a question.
After listening to Xiao Feng's detailed words, Han Lie deliberately pondered, and then analyzed: "It seems that the so-called leading brother back then should have a lot to do with Shaolin Temple. â
Wake up the person in the dream with a word, Xiao Feng was shocked suddenly, his mind turned back and forth, and countless thoughts turned in an instant, and he finally understood.
Yes, since someone wanted to snatch the Shaolin Temple's stunt, how could the Shaolin Temple not make a move, and the Shaolin Temple shook the Central Plains, as the master, the responsibility to take the lead, naturally it is the responsibility, and the responsibility is unshirkable.
And I was taken back to the Central Plains, not elsewhere, but at the foot of Shaomu Mountain, now that I think about it, I happened to meet my teacher Xuanku, the details are quite strange, it should be deliberately arranged.
Who would that be? Thirty years have passed, and they were able to lead the group back then, so that Wang Gang Leader was called the eldest brother, since no one in the know was willing to reveal the identity of this person, now he must be more respected.
In the Shaolin Temple, who else has such a status?
After thinking about this, the answer was about to come out, and Xiao Feng's mind immediately appeared with a red-light treasure-faced image of a high monk and great virtue - Abbot Xuanci!
However, if the leading eldest brother back then was Abbot Xuanci, then who killed Master Xuanku, my parents, and those who were in the know?
A doubt was relieved, and another bigger question popped up in his mind, and Xiao Feng couldn't help but feel depressed.
Of course, in front of Han Lie, Xiao Feng didn't come out.
After taking his leave in a hurry, he continued to seek the truth of the matter.
Han Lie didn't tell him all the facts, after all, he couldn't explain how he knew, according to the truth, it was not good, perfunctory past, but the other party would have doubts, so he simply didn't say it.
The first time we met, it was enough to be on-demand, and it was taboo to talk shallow and deep.
When Xiao Feng's figure disappeared completely, Han Lie turned his head and whispered to Zhang Long, "Go and bring that woman." â
Zhang and Wang obeyed the order to retreat, and after a while, Zhang Long and Wang Hu each held an arm and coerced a beautiful woman like a flower.
Mrs. Ma, Kang Min.
There are many perverts in the story of Tianlong Babu, but this woman can undoubtedly be said to be the most perverted one.
Needless to say, her perverted deeds are so distorted that she is speechless.
After arriving in Xinyang, the first thing Han Lie did was to order someone to secretly arrest Kang Min, but he had been imprisoned before, and this was the first time he had seen this woman.
Poisonous rose, seeing this pretty face, Han Lie, who was about to say something, suddenly felt speechless.
Waving his hand, before the three of them approached, Han Lie raised his voice and ordered: "Forget it, just take it down and leave her a whole corpse, start it neatly, don't let her suffer." â
Zhang and Wang were stunned for a moment, but they didn't dare to question it, and immediately turned around.
Dragged Kang Min to the woodland, she was pointed to the acupoint, unable to resist, Zhang Long took the opportunity to pinch her full breasts, and sighed: "Such a beautiful little girl, it's a pity that the master let her be killed." â
Wang Hu, who also thought so in his heart, hurriedly urged on the surface: "Big brother, hurry up." â
Even if they were reluctant, they would never dare to disobey Han Lie's order, nodding, Zhang Long immediately pulled out his waist knife and laid it across Kang Min's fair-skinned neck.
Poof, after a soft sound, Kang Min immediately fell to the ground, the brilliance in his eyes gradually dissipated, and he soon lost his breath.
This perverted demon woman who has created many wrongs died in Huangquan. (Ask for Recommendation Votes)