At the bottom of the cliff, Beidou looked at the bonfire outside the cave above his head, and it suddenly swelled, as if to say, are you coming?

This time, he climbed fifty meters. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Forty meters, sixty meters, fifty meters, over and over again, how high you can climb depends on luck.

The back hurts, the knees hurt, the calves twitch from time to time, the fingertips are blurry, it doesn't matter, it's just that the sky is already cloudy.

Eighty meters, the clicking sound was endless, and the dagger pierced nearly thirty centimeters, but it was broken alive, and a huge crack was born out of thin air, Beidou grabbed the dagger and slid to fifty meters, where the stone can support the weight of the body.

Ninety meters out, there is a smooth arch like moonlight, five meters wide, can only be chiseled with a dagger, boom, the stone falls from the sky, the echo comes from a long distance, it is a kind of lonely cliff of the hero, life is born, fall is death, it's as simple as that.

Beidou crossed the moonlight arch wall and grabbed the corner of the platform outside the cave where the bonfire was, and he suppressed the surging emotion in his heart.

A dark shadow covered all the light falling from the sky, and it was very dim.

In the darkness, a bumpy figure could be seen vaguely, Beidou didn't see this person's face yet, only heard a heavy boot to the ground, click, a large rock was scratched by him, this is the coldest wind he has ever felt in his life, he is falling.

It fell too fast, and thrust the dagger into the rock wall with all his might, but he didn't hold it, and it hung there.

It's like a wave on the beach, like a strong wind, and like a very soft bed, and there is a burst of power behind it, and it is a wave of waves.

When the day dawned, a ray of sunlight fell on the body, and there was really only one ray, because the cliff was high in the sky, and it converged very close to the center.

Beidou woke up, but his whole body was in pain, and the close contact with the ground was real, and there was no moisture.

Beidou couldn't understand why there was a woman on it and stepped on the cliff.

Without thinking about it, he grabbed the rock wall and began to climb.

He looked at Beidou until Beidou really started to climb before he spoke: "Okay, you've passed this level." ”

Beidou turned around, puzzled in his eyes.

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you can't get to the cave, as long as you haven't given up by daybreak. And you climbed to the cave again, so this problem, counting two levels, you can go back. ”

Beidou walked silently for a while and asked, "Why didn't I die?

"That's the Force. In just a few words, the guide was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he said slowly.

In front of the temple, the owner of the temple said, "Take him down." A boy led Beidou out of the temple.

The messenger said, "He climbed to the cave, was kicked down by the man, and when he woke up, he didn't ask anything, and immediately went to climb the cliff again." He's going to be a sharp knife and the guy we need. ”

The owner of the temple said: "Didn't you ask anything when you woke up? Very well, we need such a simple person, and if he asked, it would be to drag mud and water, a blunt knife." ”

"My lord, how do you train him?"

"Raise him in the direction of the dead. ”

After the envoy left, the owner of the temple played with the two Tai Chi balls in his hand, was in a good mood, and muttered: "There is one more dead man." ”

In the Candle City, the wind and rain dock, there were a lot of guards on this day, there were a full hundred people, wearing standard team uniforms, all the red tassel guns in their hands, and they could see the soaring momentum from a distance, maybe their individual strength was not powerful, but hundreds of people stood together, the tips of the guns were obliquely pointed, and the power of running was tantamount to a torrent of mud flow for ordinary people, unstoppable.

The guards stopped in front of a makeshift pantry, spread out neatly and in three circles, and more than 100 red tassel guns were put down slightly, pointing straight at the pantry.

There was an open space in the guards, and a person in standard armor walked out of it, he had no soldiers in his hands, and he walked very casually, and his momentum was not as good as the guards with iron guns and silver ges around, but the guards made way for him, and his clothes were more eye-catching and powerful than the guards, which gave the people watching from a distance a feeling of standing out from the crowd, and this person was naturally the leader of the more than 100 guards.

In Candleflame City, the man who can command a hundred guards is revered as a centurion.

Zhang Cripple and several masters came out of the shop, and the workers working on the dock had already gathered together, but they were too far away from Zhang Cripple, and deliberately distanced themselves, and only a few more than 20 people stood behind Zhang Cripple.

In front of the centurion bear practice, Zhang Cripple first instructed a brother, "Go and bring those two children." ”

Zhang lame arched his hand, squeezed out a smile, and said: "Lord Xiong, our wind and rain dock is simple and cold, there is nothing to entertain you, please drink tea in the tea shop, taste a snack, the person you want is here." ”

Xiong Lian sneered: "Your Zhang Shangren's words are like farts, don't bark in front of me." ”

Immediately behind Xiong Lian, a person accosted him and said with a smile: "The fart still smells, his words are without a trace and tasteless, do you say yes or no?"

A master behind Zhang Cripple responded: "My eldest brother has made a name for himself in this area for decades, look at who will bird you here?"

"Oh, your eldest brother said yesterday that he would send those two children to my camp before noon, but today he asked me to come to my door to ask for someone, where is the fame you are talking about? Why can't I see it?" When Xiong Lian said this, his eyes were like leopard wolves that were about to jump at any time, trying to restrain the volcano in his heart.

"Lord Xiong is angry, where did the little people get any fame, but they are just begging for food, begging and begging the villagers in this street all know, ask each other, they all know that there is such a person as me, so that the adults laugh.

"Unscrupulous, unscrupulous, you are not slandering Brother Xiong, but the entire official office!" the man behind Xiong Lian shouted again, and he glanced at Xiong Lian.

Xiong Lian nodded slightly, and the man immediately straightened his chest and shouted in a decent manner: "Come on, escort this person back, and torture him carefully, who instructed him to spread rumors and slander the reputation of my official office!"

Zhang Cripple's weathered face, familiar with the world's face, also showed an angry face, but he quickly took it back and squeezed the smiling face, he knew that this was not the time to turn his face.

Behind Zhang Cripple, there were also impulsive and hot-blooded people in the family who had not yet faded away, and one of them stood in front of the guards and asked: "You abuse public power so much, treating the city guards as private troops, and the nobles above know about it, and you still want to beg for food in the official office of Candle City?"

"Haha, I just picked a prickly head who didn't know how to speak, and jumped out again, and escorted this person back together. The man behind Xiong Lian stared at the master who spoke behind Zhang Lame, and said word by word: "I Xu Gong will teach you how to write dead words, and teach you one by one, Xue San is in charge." When he spoke, his eyes roamed over Xue San like a poisonous snake, as if he was thinking about how to slash Ling Chi one by one.

Zhang Shang endured Zhang Cripple's hand and blocked the other leaders who were angry, and he blocked it very resolutely, like a strong man breaking his wrist.

Seeing Xue San and another leader being escorted away, there was a snap, a whip, and a muffled snort, and the more than twenty brothers behind Zhang Cripple clenched their fists.

At the wind and rain dock, the six masters, including Zhang Cripple, went to two in a blink of an eye, and one was not there, leaving only Zhang Cripple and the other two masters, and their momentum was two points weaker.

Xiong Lian looked at the direction he came, a little anxious, and stared for a long time before he walked into the pantry and sat down, but the chair he was sitting on was far away from Zhang Cripple.

Zhang Cripple was calm on the surface, but after looking closely, his brows were locked tightly, the skin and flesh of his cheeks did not move, and he drooped downward, gloomy to the extreme, even when the two masters were escorted away just now, he could handle it calmly.

As an old fritter who has been running a dock for twenty or thirty years in Candlefire City, he has never seen any kind of wind and waves, and it can really make him uneasy at this moment, it must smell extremely dangerous.

Zhang Cripple whispered a few words in the ear of a master, who turned around and left, walking in a hurry.

Xiong Lian watched the master walk away, a flash of anger flashed in his eyes, he slammed up, like a tiger in the mountains about to burst out and hurt people, he stared at the master who was about to leave.

A slightly rickety figure stopped in front of Xiong Lian, the two of them were very tight, and even pulling their fists seemed too slow, and within reach, Xiong Lian moved his elbow, his arm bent inward, and smashed it into Zhang Lianzi's face, this hand, Xiong Lian used all his strength.

If you kill this miscellaneous hair here, then what kind of effort do you have to go to? Xiong Lian's eyes were full of madness.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Cripple did not fall down, he raised his arm to block, using the forearm part.

The teapot was trembling, and the blackout window cloth was hung as if it had been cut by a sharp sword, and with a hiss, it flew out, and the other master of the wind and rain dock, with his hands crossed in front of his face, had withdrawn four or five steps, and his sleeves had opened countless openings, and there were faint blood foams flying.

Xiong Lian was not satisfied, and pulled his other fist, from the bottom up, with an uppercut.

Zhang Lame seemed to be able to anticipate it, and hit Xiong Lian's forearm again, Xiong Lian's force on the fist dispersed back into his body, but Xiong Lian did not stop, knees, elbows, fists, feet, he has his own set of boxing routines, and when he deploys them, the offensive is endless.

Xiong Lian's fist was still in the air, spitting a mouthful of blood, and the offensive was like a kite breaking the line, being cut off, the joints of two fingers of a fist were pressed against his chest, he heard a slight rattle, a sharp pain in his chest, he leaned back on the chair, grabbed the table with his hand and broke a corner, but he still couldn't stop the downward trend, and the whole chair was broken into countless pieces.

Xiong Lian fell to the ground and said with a smile: "Hahahaha, the last time you showed your Force cultivation, it was twenty years ago, I heard a trace of rumors, I didn't believe it at first, I didn't think that you old miscellaneous hair was hiding so deeply?" He sat up, laughed even more wildly, and said: "Come on, there is a kind of you who beat me to death, come, just fight here, you have to fight to the death, Lao Tzu will lend you a hundred bear bile, see if you have this?"

"Why don't you open your mouth, cowardly? Then you see me running away like a!"

Zhang Cripple only glanced down at Xiong Lian, and then walked outside the tea shop and looked into the distance. He knew that those who crossed the Han realm of the Chu River in a grand manner were just pawns.

The one who was waiting has not yet come, but the one who does not want to see has already arrived.