Chapter 221: The No. 1 Bodyguard in History

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On an official road that I don't know where it leads, there are two people walking one after the other.

The person in front of him was a bald young man, not only did he not have any grass on his head, but even his beard was shaved cleanly, and he had the style of "jade-faced little Dharma". He held a nine-ring tin staff in his hand, and with every step he took, he would make a ring sound of jingling bells, which sounded quite pleasant.

The person in the back was a middle-aged man with an ancient sword on his shoulder, exuding a sense of despair, like a swordsman who walked in all directions and had nowhere to stay.

After the bald boy walked for a while, he looked back and saw that the middle-aged man was even slower than himself, and he had been thrown away by himself at this time, so he shouted loudly: "Hey, surnamed Luo, can you go faster? I only have one day." ”

“......”

"Are you dumb?"

"Nope. ”

"If you don't, why don't you speak?"

"I have already said that if you want to rush to the Kendo Pavilion, I will be able to take you there within half a day, but you yourself said no, but now you are blaming me for walking slowly, and you didn't find it yourself?"

"Well, according to you, it's my fault. ”

"It meant to be. ”

Hearing this, the bald boy glared angrily, with one hand on his waist and a nine-ring tin staff in the other, across the road, waiting for the middle-aged man to come.

After a while, a middle-aged man approached and asked, "Why don't you leave?"

"Don't worry, I'm going to teach you a lesson. ”

"How do you teach me?"

"First, am I your savior?"

"Yes. ”

"Second, did you promise to die for me in the future?"

"Yes. ”

"Well, since you have admitted everything, why haven't you called me a young master, or a young master or something in the past few days. ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged man said lightly: "First, I am not your house slave. Second, I never call someone a young master. If you don't think it's appropriate for me to call you by your name, I can call you Fang Shao. ”

"You ......"

"Third, although I said that I would serve you, I am not a cat or a dog, and I will do anything for you. If you are not convinced, you can beat me to death with a rod, and I will never fight back. ”

"He ......" Fang Xiaowu didn't scold the last two words, because his current appearance was not suitable for scolding this kind of words, and said: "The surname Luo, you are much older than me, you can be my uncle, if I call you Luo Cheng, others think that I don't respect the elderly, but if I want to call you a senior, it is simply delusional, so I decided, from now on, I will call you Ah Cheng." ”

"Ah Cheng?"

Luo Cheng's eyebrows furrowed slightly, obviously he didn't like this title very much.

He said before that he was not a cat or a dog, but what he didn't expect was that Fang Xiaowu was learning and selling now, and he wanted to call him Ah Cheng, obviously because he wanted to be angry with him.

"Haha, Ah Cheng, what a good name. Fang Xiaowu was happy for his wisdom and felt that he had stumped Luo Cheng.

"Ah Cheng is Ah Cheng, anyway, the name is a code name, which is better than calling Ah Dog and Ah Mao. "Luo Cheng Road.

Hearing this, Fang Xiaowu was like a basin of cold water on the top of his head, and he suddenly felt that his "scheming" had been wasted.

Suddenly, Luo Cheng said: "There seems to be a small town in front. ”

"Really?"

Fang Xiaowu looked back, but he didn't see anything.

His cultivation was only in the early stage of the God Realm, but Luo Cheng, on the other hand, was a martial saint.

In addition to combat effectiveness, he is far inferior to Luo Cheng in any aspect, so it is normal that Luo Cheng was able to find out that he didn't find out.

After walking about five miles, the two of them saw a small town.

At that moment, the two entered the town and found the best restaurant to eat.

Although there was only one day left in the seven-day period, Fang Xiaowu thought to himself that the distance between this place and the last place was about seven or eight hundred miles, and even if the distance between the last place and the Sword Dao Pavilion was added, it would be a thousand miles at most.

This distance is for the Martial God, let alone a day, even half a day.

So, he wasn't in a hurry at all.

After drinking a little wine and eating some side dishes that can still be eaten, I suddenly heard the sound of stairs, and four people came up.

Fang Xiaowu didn't care about it, but when he looked at it, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Hey, how could it be the four of them? Strange, aren't these four guys gone a long time ago? Why are they only here now, are they going the wrong way?"

Fang Xiaowu thought to himself.

It turned out that those four people were none other than the four young people in their twenties who had a fire fox, that is, the four people in red, white, blue, and purple.

After the four of them came up, they didn't look upstairs, found a vacant seat and sat down, each of them ordered a dish, a total of four dishes, while eating, they talked in a low voice, talking about some things like flowers and snow, just like looking for flowers and asking willows.

"Do you know them?" Luo Cheng asked suddenly.

"I don't know, I've just seen it before. ”

"There's something odd about these four people. ”

"What's weird?"

"Don't look at them as they are only in their early twenties, but I dare to say that their cultivation is extremely high, and they are certainly not my opponents when they fight alone, but if the four of them go together, I may not be able to win. ”

Hearing this, Fang Xiaowu was secretly surprised, and said in his heart: "This guy is very arrogant and never says such things, but today, he said these four people so powerfully, are these four people really so godly?"

Suddenly, the white-clothed man among the four people seemed to have just discovered Fang Xiaowu, closed his mouth and didn't speak, looking at Fang Xiaowu with his eyes, the expression on his face seemed to be smiling.

The man in red, the man in blue, and the man in purple saw that he suddenly stopped talking, so they didn't say anything, and followed his gaze until they saw Fang Xiaowu's body.

"Hey, isn't he the boy who just learned to fly with a sword? It's only been about ten days, how did he become a little monk? Could it be that he was dumped by a woman, and he was so grief-stricken that he simply didn't get close to women for the rest of his life?" said the man in blue teasingly.

"Third brother. The man in red said: "He's not a little monk, he's just shaved his head." ”

"I went over to say hi to him. "Purple is humane.

"Fourth brother, don't mess around, this young man is not terrible, what is terrible is the person at the same table with him, let's come to the Kendo Pavilion in order to celebrate the birthday of the Qingsong Daoist, don't make trouble. "Humane in red.

Fang Xiaowu had already heard their words, and thought: "That's right, the master of Wuliu senior, Qingsong Daoren, the five hundred years of life is in the past few days, this is a great thing, but now I have to rush to the Kendo Pavilion to tell this old man about the murder of Wuliu senior, alas, the white-haired person sent the black-haired person, depressed." ”

He had wanted to drink two glasses before leaving, but when he thought of it, he was no longer interested in drinking, threw a gold ingot on the table, and went downstairs with Luo Cheng.

The two drove more than a hundred miles silently.

Luo Cheng saw that Fang Xiaowu had something on his mind, and couldn't help but ask, "What are you going to the Kendo Pavilion for?"

Fang Xiaowu thought about it, and told Luo Cheng about Zhang Wuliu's murder.

Of course, he didn't say that the person who killed Zhang Wuliu was Brother-in-law Lin, but he just used the top masters of the Demon Sect to depict it.

"You mean to say that Zhang Wuliu is the disciple of the Rootless Daoist?"

"Rootless Daoist? You're talking about the rootless Daoist with the same name as your master? It turns out that he is the ancestor of Wuliu's predecessors. ”

"I heard my master say that there are three major disciples under the Rootless Daoist seat, called Yunsong, White Pine, and Qingsong, known as the Three Pines of the Kendo Pavilion, all of whom are advanced in cultivation, especially the Qingsong Daoist, since the death of the Rootless Daoist, the name of the first master of the Kendo Pavilion has fallen to his head. ”

Although Fang Xiaowu had heard of the name of "Three Songs" before, he didn't expect that Zhang Wuliu's master, Qingsong Daoren, would be so powerful and would be the number one master of the Kendo Pavilion.

"How high is the cultivation of Qingsong Dao people?"

"I don't know, but my master said that this person's swordsmanship is wonderful, not to mention Dengzhou, even the entire Dawu Dynasty has a place. ”

"Ha, Ah Cheng, you finally said a decent word. The swordsmanship of the five willow seniors is so powerful, let alone the master of the five willow seniors?"

"However, if there is a real fight, he is definitely not my master's opponent. ”

Hearing this, Fang Xiaowu pursed his lips and was noncommittal.

"What? You doubt my master's swordsmanship?"

"It's not a suspicion, but I haven't seen your master, nor have I seen Qingsong Daoren, as the saying goes, the strong have their own strong hand, how do I know who is stronger between your master and Qingsong Daoist? ”

After speaking, Fang Xiaowu used his skills and rushed away.

It turned out that as early as four days ago, Fang Xiaowu had already taken out the treasure box and gave it to Master Hongguang.

As for how Master Hongguang used the Xuanxuan Pill in the treasure box to save Luo Cheng, he didn't want to care.

Anyway, Luo Cheng woke up that day, and his internal injuries healed, and when he learned that Xuan Xuandan was given by him, he regarded him as a life-saving benefactor, saying that he wanted to serve him.

It's just that this guy says one thing and does another, not only does he not call him a master, but he also deliberately grinds and grinds, causing himself to stop and go all the way and delay some time. Otherwise, he should have already arrived at the Kendo Pavilion at this time, instead of continuing to hurry.

And when he left Langya City, Master Hongguang gave him the Three Treasures.

The so-called Three Treasures are monk's robes, monk's hats and nine-ring tin staff.

For him, the most majestic is of course the nine-ring tin staff.

Anyway, he looks like a monk now, so he can simply walk with the nine-ring tin cane, which is also very domineering.

......

After more than 700 miles, the two came to a small city.

This small city is the last place that Jensen said must pass, and when you get here, you only need to walk more than a hundred miles, and it is the sphere of influence of the Kendo Pavilion.

By the time the two entered the city, it was already dark.

It stands to reason that the Sword Dao Pavilion is only two or three hundred miles away at most, and the two of them can go to the Kendo Pavilion after a while.

However, Fang Xiaowu had his own plans and decided to stay in the city for one night, and then rush to the Kendo Pavilion after dawn tomorrow.

Luo Cheng belongs to Fang Xiaowu's entourage and bodyguard, and what Fang Xiaowu says is what it is, and he will not object.

The next day, as soon as the sky was bright, the two set off again.

The two of them traveled nearly three hundred miles, not only entering the sphere of influence of the Kendo Pavilion, but also coming all the way to the outside of the mountain where the Kendo Pavilion was located.

Sure enough, as Fang Xiaowu expected in advance, today happened to be the day of great joy for Qingsong Dao, and he had already prepared a congratulatory gift last night, planning to give it to Qingsong Dao people to celebrate his birthday.

As for what Zhang Wuliu explained, he thought about it and asked Luo Cheng to do it.

This kind of thing to tell the bad news on other people's birthdays, other Fang Xiaowu can't do it.

Anyway, Luo Cheng is just like that, and he doesn't mind doing such a big thing when he thinks about it, so it's best to leave it to him.