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"Ahh

Wu Youde turned over and woke up in shock, with a palpitation on his face, "I'm not dead yet?" ”

"Second Senior Brother, are you okay?" As if to hear an exclamation, a series of footsteps sounded outside the door.

"It's fine!" Wu Youde subconsciously coughed his throat and replied, but his voice was low and hoarse.

"If there is something, the second senior brother, you will command." The man outside the door whispered a whisper and retreated.

Second senior brother? Haven't I been exiled to the no-man's land of Calisto?

Suddenly, Wu Youde looked stunned, and by the moonlight outside the window, he saw clearly the clothes on his body, not his previous light armor, and then looked at the decorations in the house.

The walls, the windows, the beams, and the shabby oil lamp all have an antique charm that is by no means the product of modern decoration.

After the cataclysm, whoever will sacrifice defenses will have a little retro flavor, unless they are impatient to live.

Wu Youde got up and lit the oil lamp, and the room lit up, the room was not big, about thirty square meters, with a wooden bed, a wardrobe, a dressing table, and a screen, behind the screen was a large wooden barrel, which should be bathed.

The slightly flickering candle flame reflected the increasingly blank look on Wu Youde's face.

What's going on?

Wu Youde thought as he walked, but the thoughts in his mind were even more disturbed, and he couldn't figure out his clue at all, and just as he walked past the dresser, he stopped suddenly.

Wu Youde's body became stiff, and his qi and blood rushed to his head, producing intense dizziness.

He caught a glimpse of a face, an old face, from the mirror of the dresser.

The closer you get to the mirror, the clearer the folds on your face, the crow's feet at the corners of your eyes, puffy bags under your cloudy eyes, your gray temples, and your yellowish texture.

At least the face of a fifty-year-old man!

But between his eyebrows, Wu Youde can still vaguely see some familiar outlines, and his face seems to be his own face, that is, he has aged thirty years overnight, and he has changed from his twenties to his fifties at once.

Wu Youde rubbed his face vigorously, hoping to rub off a large piece of fake skin, but when he looked up in the mirror, it was still the same face, only with some red marks, and when he rubbed it, he could feel the texture of the muscles in his face, which was dry and stiff, and Yan zhòng lacked elasticity.

What about the time I have been able to mingle with young girls for 30 years......

Wu Youde was stunned, the whole person seemed to have lost his soul, and suddenly, he was shocked, and one by one pictures flashed from the depths of his mind.

I don't know how long it has been, the blankness in Wu Youde's eyes finally slowly retreated, and his expression became very complicated, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.

He seems to have crossed over, crossed into the world of martial arts, a world of horses and rivers and lakes, happy and revenge.

The picture is a memory, belonging to the memory of the second brother of Huashan Pailao, yes, it is the second disciple of the dignified gentleman's sword who lives under Linghu in Xiaoao.

The memory is a little incomplete, and many pictures focus on two middle-aged men, one as cold as a glacier with a majestic face; A face like a crown of jade, a righteous body.

The apprentice is more than ten years older than the master, which is really tragic.

Wu Youde realized that he should have more than one tragedy, as an undercover agent, he was suspected by the main owner, and he may have been confirmed, but the latter was jealous in his heart and endured it.

What's even more tragic is that he had to give back the news of Huashan to the leader of the Zuo Alliance, and provoke Junzi Yue again and again, otherwise he would be regarded as waste by the former and discarded.

I thought that it was tragic enough to be thirty years old overnight, but I didn't know that the tragedies were one after another.

At this point, Wu Youde could only accept his fate, but as soon as he calmed down a little, he felt that something was missing, and it seemed to be very important.

Is it a plot of laughter? Still is......

Just as Wu Youde was meditating, a flash of light flashed through his mind.

It's that apprentice who is more than ten years older than the master!

Yue Junzi is sixty years old and forty years old, this is the effect of practicing internal skills to the depths and staying in the face for a long time.

What if it went deeper? Will it be rejuvenated?

Only after losing it does he know the preciousness he once had, Wu Youde does not seek to restore the youth of twenty years old, thirty years old is enough. Compared with his half-hundred-hundred-year-old dignity, returning twenty years is already a great gift.

As for the battle between the two traitorous males, with his own way, whether it is martial arts or scheming, it is like a mayfly shaking a tree, and it is best to avoid it.

……

That is, in the world of martial arts, there should be a mysterious internal method.

Wu Youde immediately began to sort out the martial arts in his memory, and what made him angry was that the Songshan faction, whether it was the Great Songyang Palm or the Seventeenth Road Songshan Divine Sword, did not have a single move and a half, it was completely differentiated, and the undercover agent was not a disciple of Songshan?

Fortunately, Second Brother Lao still has a few sets of fists and feet that have been circulated on the rivers and lakes for a long time, which can support the scene.

As for the Huashan school, pay attention to the sword with qi, at the beginning of the entry, first learn the internal strength of breathing and breathing, practice to a certain level, and wait for the Yue Junzi assessment, and then gradually teach the swordsmanship.

Wu Youde was surprised to see that the two mental methods in his memory did not seem to be incomplete, and they were recited silently, connected in an orderly manner, and the six Huashan swordsmanship that he had learned and the subsequent changes of each path were all intact.

How generous is Yue Junzi?

……

Wu Youde controlled his breathing rhythmically, long or short, rapid or slow, a trace of warmth gradually rose in his lower abdomen, and a faint heat flow slowly overflowed.

After a breath, Wu Youde totoe a little, fluttering up more than a meter high, his left hand split the void, he heard a snort, the oil lamp a meter away went out in response, and his right hand split again, the oil lamp seemed to be pushed by an invisible palm, until it hit the copper mirror and splashed a cluster of lamp oil.

……

Wu Youde looked at his hands and feet, and his eyes seemed to be out of focus.

A little toe can rise more than a meter high!

A slap can extinguish a candle flame from a meter away!

It's too overbearing!

Put it in the real world, at least two successful doses of genetic medicine, ten minutes ago, with this strength, a bobcat with incomplete mutation can completely compete head-on, why run away!

But as soon as he calmed down, Wu Youde couldn't help but slander, he could extinguish the candle with one palm, Yue Junzi could at least smash the oil lamp with one palm, coupled with the attainment of swordsmanship, the gap was too big, it was far inferior to Linghu.

More than a month ago, the disciples of Huashan took the school examination, and Senior Brother Linghu defeated all the junior brothers with one sword and one sword, and finally won the praise of Yue Junzi with a sentence of "Chong'er's trick is good with Feng Laiyi", but he went down the mountain and encountered thousands of miles alone, all kinds of tricks continued, and he was not seriously injured and died frequently.

The rivers and lakes are too dangerous...... Wu Youde's eyes lost focus again......

……

"Second Senior Brother, it's time for morning class." I don't know how long it has been, the respectful voice of the night patrol disciple sounded outside the door,

It seems that my second senior brother is quite prestigious! Wu Youde woke up from the empty state, and he couldn't help but feel complacent.

In fact, the second brother Lao is responsible for the arduous task of meticulous work, and he knows that if he says too much, he will lose, so he has always been taciturn, and after a long time, he gives people a sense of strictness.

Coupled with the lack of a sense of the overall situation, but more than enough subtleties, Yue Junzi often instructed him to deal with some sect affairs, including enforcing the rules of the sect and punishing disciples who committed crimes.

Over the years, Second Brother Lao's prestige is almost second only to that of Yue Junzi, and Ning Nuxia may be respected by all the disciples, but when it comes to fear, it is slightly inferior to the former.

Wu Youde put on a green shirt, freshened up, put his hair in a bun, and walked out of the room.