In Haotianmen, Zhu Heng was a well-known disciple of the outer court. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Although his cultivation was only at the ninth level of Qi refining, Zhu Heng's sense of battle was very strong, and his fighting techniques were also flexible and changeable. Several times in a row, he killed all his opponents. Even, even some Haotianmen people who have already built a foundation are not Zhu Heng's opponents.

When it comes to fighting, street gangsters obviously have more say than the Xiucai in the academy.

The same is true for monks, who are good at fighting, and their combat effectiveness is definitely stronger than that of their fellow disciples who meditate and cultivate all day long. If you use another world classification, Zhu Heng undoubtedly belongs to the fighting type monks, and those who are defeated under him are theoretical or scholar-type monks.

Yang Qiurong had already felt extremely heavy pressure.

She was punched in the abdomen. Full of strength, it hit the stomach accurately, and the violent churning sensation made Yang Qiurong nauseous, and he couldn't help retching on the spot. Zhu Heng took the opportunity to attack from the side and kicked hard from the ribs.

The groom was shrewd, and he ran as fast as he could, and rushed all the way to his death.

The number of monks who traveled in the mundane world was very small, and Yang Qiurong had always felt that he had the cultivation of the seventh level of qi refining, and he had few opponents in the capital of the Chu State. In fact, this is also true. Therefore, every time he goes out to give handing out steamed buns, Yang Qiurong never brings an armed guard, except for a maid by his side, there is only one groom who is responsible for driving the car.

If the groom runs fast and rushes to the outer courtyard of the Yang Mansion to rescue the soldiers, he will be invincible.

Although Yang Tianhong followed Meng Qi out to capture the wild beasts, he left Hua Jun to garrison the Yang Mansion. Although Zhu Heng was fierce and strong, he was not the opponent of Grandmaster Jindan.

Zhu Heng didn't pity the jade at all, and kicked Yang Qiurong into a serious injury. She spewed out a mouthful of blood and fell hard.

Looking at Zhu Heng, who was approaching him step by step, Yang Qiurong reluctantly lifted a mouthful of spiritual energy. He roared hoarsely: "I have never known you, and I have never had a holiday, why...... Why ......"

She really didn't have the strength to say the last few words. The two sides are not at all of the same magnitude, and the combat effectiveness is extremely different. It's like fifty kilograms against two hundred kilograms in the boxing ring, the former can only be ravaged by the latter. Firmly pressed the share of the beating.

Zhu Heng stood still more than three meters away from Yang Qiurong, and his indifferent eyes revealed a trace of contempt and a terrifying killing intent.

"Your head is worth a lot, and someone is willing to pay a million taels of silver for it. However, the man also said that if he kept your life and only cut off your limbs, hands, feet, muscles and bones, he was willing to spend an extra 200,000 taels of silver for this. I have to say. You're lucky, just in time for Dao Ye and I are short of money to spend. ”

Yang Qiurong's heart was full of chills. But she knew that the only way she could survive was to procrastinate. She propped herself up, looked at Zhu Heng hatefully, took a deep breath, and said, "Who is it? Who sent you? Aren't you afraid of my master's revenge, and the Qingling faction will be your enemy?"

"Qingling Sect?"

Zhu Heng stroked his chin vigorously and sneered: "There is such a thing as a sound transmission jade talisman." Only grandmasters above Jindan have it. If you are just a Qi refining disciple, you will die. The Qingling Sect will not be a big deal. The whole sect is my enemy? What do you think you are? It's just arrogant. Angered Dao Ye, Lao Tzu will gouge out your eyes alive and cut off your head now. Even if you don't want to fight for 200,000 taels of silver, you have to let out this evil breath!"

As he spoke, Zhu Heng spat on the ground and raised his left foot. stepped heavily on Yang Qiurong's wrist.

His eyes were full of cruelty and cruelty, and there was no mercy at all, only incomparable fanaticism and excitement.

Yang Qiurong regretted it a little.

She found out that Zhu Heng was a madman, the kind of madman who liked to kill, and liked to watch others bleed, suffer, and struggle repeatedly.

Stalling for time in front of such people. It's a mistake at all.

Madness is madness, and this kind of madman is often shrewd too. They don't give their victims any chance and always kill them at the last minute. Rather than being tortured at the hands of such a madman, it is better to break it yourself as soon as possible, so as to avoid the pain of flesh and skin.

"It's nice to take out a pretty woman. ”

Zhu Heng kept licking his lips, as if fresh blood would continue to ooze from there. He sneered inwardly: "Lao Tzu hates a self-righteous beautiful woman like you the most." I'm going to let you die slowly, first by chopping off your hands and then your legs. Then below, then above, little by little. In my hands, you will live for at least five days. When a person is alive, he doesn't need to be so troublesome with his hands, feet and limbs, as long as there are completed organs inside the body. I like to skin people, and I like to peel off the flesh from your body little by little. Yes, leave the bones and cut off all the flesh. ”

Yang Qiurong was not intimidated by these terrifying words in the slightest. She stared at Zhu Heng, and in the depths of her dark black eyes, there was a raging flame.

She was recovering, and if it was a few more minutes, if it was a few seconds, she could have accumulated some more psionic energy to launch a deadly counterattack.

Suddenly, with a "boom", a crimson flame suddenly appeared behind Zhu Heng. It was an extremely powerful force, Zhu Heng didn't expect someone to sneak attack from behind, he couldn't dodge, he could only bear all of this force, his eyes instantly widened, his lips opened involuntarily, his body completely lost control, screaming, bending straight ahead, and falling from the air.

An extremely burly figure stepped out of the flames. It was a young man, dressed in a sweat jacket and shorts that are common to the common people in the market, and the clothes on his chest were half open, revealing his muscular chest covered with thick black hair. His head was half-drooping, his eyes were fierce and sharp, his eyes first looked at Yang Qiurong who was half-lying on the ground, and the focus of his eyes quickly turned to Zhu Heng, who was knocked over in the distance, his calm face instantly floated with a layer of cruel killing intent, and his thick legs and feet suddenly exerted force, chasing after Zhu Heng who had just fallen to the ground.

He doesn't seem to like the use of weapons. The power like a hungry tiger pounced on food, so that the whole body fell firmly on Zhu Heng's shoulder, and before the body was completely stable, he had already picked up a fist the size of a wine jar and slammed it towards Zhu Heng's cheeks and neck.

Zhu Heng felt his cheeks completely cracked, and his eyeballs were beaten out of his sockets. He screamed, subconsciously reaching out to touch his face, and found that this was definitely not an illusion, but something that could not have been more real.

My eyes...... My eyes are gone. Smashed alive.

Nima, Lao Tzu is a combat-oriented monk, more capable of fighting than ordinary monks. Me, I, I...... Even the Tsukiji Monk is no match for me at all!

Who's behind the attack?

Who exactly?

Ideas are ideas after all. Zhu Heng couldn't resist at all. Every punch that fell from his head and face was full of power, and Zhu Heng felt that his head was cracking, and many strange sounds came from inside his body.

He remembered a lot of things.

The moment he was knocked away before, Zhu Heng saw the figure that swooped over from behind.

There is an indescribable sense of familiarity. Zhu Heng dared to bet with his head that he had definitely seen this person.

He, who is he?

I'm dying.

This person is too ruthless, and he doesn't plan to leave a way for himself to live.

People who are dying usually have their brains spinning very quickly and think about problems much faster than usual.

Unspeakable fear. The incomparably strong anger made the two images in Zhu Heng's mind begin to coincide, and gradually became the same person.

Xu ...... Senior Brother Xu, it's you, it's ......."

The last word "you" completely disappeared along with Zhu Heng's tongue. His lips were completely smashed, and his tongue was pulled out of his mouth and out of his esophagus in an extremely painful way. Pull it off hard.

People who like to talk a lot usually don't end well. Zhu Heng originally didn't have to be so painful before he died. But. He has seen too much, knows too much, and he doesn't know whether he wants to tell them all.

The young man's eyes released a cold light, and he roared, and his hands were clasped with ten fingers, and they formed a huge one. The fist with a lot of weight smashed towards Zhu Heng's head, which had obviously become flattened. Suddenly, there was a dull sound of ripe watermelons being smashed by hard objects.

The bloodied young fierce man stood up from in front of Zhu Heng's corpse and wiped a handful of blood from his face, where Yang Qiurong couldn't see it. Quickly moved his hideous and vicious face, making himself look slightly kind.

This approach is very similar to the "face change" of Sichuan opera. It's just that the fierce man doesn't wear a mask on his face, and the muscles that have been loosened down are not so natural. All in all, it's scary at first glance.

This is not surprising. After all, he had just killed someone.

The fierce man walked quickly to Yang Qiurong's side, couldn't help but say, put his hands around her legs and shoulders respectively, picked her up from the ground, spread his long legs, and ran towards a big mountain in the distance.

Of course, Yang Qiurong will struggle, and the fierce man also explained repeatedly.

"Don't move, you're injured and you have to pick up the bones as soon as possible. ”

"Someone is going to kill you. This place should not be stayed for long. ”

"My name is Xu Biao. Double Xu, Biao...... Well, the antonym of politeness, the fierce Biao. ”

......

Love is a poison that can corrode the steel man alive into a soft sludge.

Love is a treasure that needs time to be used as nourishment to slowly moisturize in order to produce extremely subtle changes and get an ending that most people admire and envy.

Xu Biao has been secretly paying attention to Yang Qiurong. Strictly speaking, this behavior is no different from the action of a psychopathic peeping at a women's bathhouse or a women's toilet. The difference is that the former focuses on the face, the body, and everyday conversation. The latter focuses on the most intimate parts of the female body.

Falling in love is very difficult for Xu Biao. When he was on Haotianmen Mountain, because of his strong cultivation, and with the old monster You Xuyan and the entire Fire Hall behind him as the background, there were quite a few female monks who took the initiative to come up and offer flattery. There are even a few beauties with good looks and figures, who take the initiative to claim that they are willing to become Xu Biao's Taoist couples, and the two of them double cultivate together. For things between men and women, Xu Biao opened the meat early. At least, he knows the difference between the ass and the navel in this regard, and he will not be stupid and stupid to regard the hole in the back that is dedicated to eternal excretion as the favorite target of a normal man.

Xu Biao is a true cultivation genius. The Taoist scriptures that many people seem obscure to understand are as simple as the enlightenment books for a three-year-old child in his eyes. It's no surprise that there are a few amazing and special people in every field. If it weren't for this, Xu Biao would not have been favored by the old monster You Xuyan, let alone be focused on in the Fire Palace.

Xu Biao knew how to kill people with the simplest and most effective methods, knew how to improve his cultivation strength as soon as possible, knew the cultivation know-how of most of the fire attribute exercises in the world, and also knew the growth cycle and maturity time of various spirit grasses...... In short, something that a monastic should understand. He has dabbled in them all, and he is proficient in several aspects. However, if you are too strong in one field, you will not be aware of it in other fields.

Xu Biao didn't know that he should fall in love.

Note that it's in love. It's not about looking for a sister in Wanhualou with silver, and then doing whatever you want.

In Xu Biao's view, Yang Qiurong obviously belongs to everyone's ladies, kind-hearted, gentle and moving, and has a soft temperament.

For this kind of woman, Xu Biao is the first time to come into contact with her.

He found a lot of books about love to read.

"The Oil Seller Monopolizes the Oiran", "Brother Jiang Xinghui Pearl Shirt", "Chen Xiaoguan's Male and Female Brothers", "Erlang God Survey Deerskin Boots", ...... All kinds of messy words in this novel seem to be more or less related to the word "love". But if you think about it carefully, the heroes and heroines in these stories are obviously not normal people. Either the slim cabbage was arched by the oil seller pig, or the resentful woman took advantage of her husband's absence. I have an affair with another man at home, or the two brothers who sleep in the same bed simply get married when they grow up...... Xu Biao felt that his brain was very confused, and many things in the world of the lay people under the mountain were simply incomprehensible. However, every day in the teahouse, many people listened to the storyteller's rhetoric, and then spilled a lot of copper coins. It is said that money is the most basic criterion for measuring things, but Xu Biao can't see how these stories help his current predicament?

In the book, the word "love" is written.

In the book, you will never find a real way to do such a thing as "love", and there is no ready-made method to use.

Xu Biao was distressed.

There was no way for him to enter the Yang Mansion under some pretext. Find Yang Qiurong, and then say the words "I love you" in person. Of course. It seems that it is a little early to say "love", and "like" may be more appropriate.

Perhaps, a more violent method can successfully achieve the goal. knock Yang Qiurong unconscious, and then get to a dark corner where no one is around, and tell him directly that Lao Tzu likes you.

Although Xu Biao has no experience in this area, it does not mean that he is a fool. If that were the case. will only bring more trouble to himself, and completely lose all possibilities for a spark of love with Yang Qiurong.

The timing of Lu Hongzhi's appearance was just right. Because, when he found Jindan Grandmaster Huang Zhiping, Xu Biao also happened to get special experience in dealing with women from a certain gangster. The street gangster was very envious of Xu Biao's tendon meat, out of the idea of taking refuge in the strong and powerful big brother. The gangster told Xu Biao that it was actually very simple to get a woman. If you want the other party to comply, a little sweat medicine is enough. For the sake of honor, most women will choose to swallow their anger. This kind of thing happens a few times, and it will naturally become logical for a husband and wife to be 100 days a day. When the time comes, the woman herself will forget everything that happened at the beginning and only remember that you are his husband.

As for the other approach, it is much more ingenious. However, to put it bluntly, it is a very ordinary bloody episode. Find a few people to insult or rob on the street, Brother Xu Biao, you were born, a ruffian hooligan who fought with three fists and two feet, and appeared with a glorious image of absolute justice. This kind of behavior has a powerful and irresistible killing force for almost all women. Perhaps, you can hold the slender jade hand of the eldest lady of the Yang family that night, and the two of them will walk among the flowers and talk about love.

Huang Zhiping is very greedy, in this world where a few copper plates can make a woman take off her pants willingly, one million taels of silver is definitely not a small amount. However, this amount is not worth Huang Zhiping's personal action. Don't say it's one million taels, even if the price doubles several times, he will never follow Lu Hongzhi on a trip.

Just kidding, I'm the Jindan Grandmaster. Among the 10,000 Qi Refining Cultivators, there may not be one person who can successfully build a foundation. Among the 10,000 foundation building monks, there may not even be a single person who has succeeded in condensing the pill. It can be seen from this that the identity of Grandmaster Jindan is so rare and how powerful his cultivation is.

Huang Zhiping is very cunning, and this statement is just a perfunctory lie on the lips. He is actually unwilling to do anything to ordinary people, the rules of heaven and earth don't care whether you are a Jindan Grandmaster or not, if you anger God, a thunderbolt will come down, no matter how strong the monk is, he will also turn into ashes. But the money in front of you can't be without, so it's better to leave this kind of thing to someone else, and sit back and wait for the money to be collected.

Xu Biao is the disciple of the Haotianmen Fire Temple, and Zhu Heng is the disciple of the outer courtyard of the Haotianmen. Both of them are brothers in the same sect, and Xu Biao's cultivation is obviously much higher than Zhu Heng. When he just came down the mountain to the capital of Chu State, Zhu Heng had met Xu Biao and called him "senior brother" very respectfully.

Strangers are just strangers after all, even if someone suddenly walks by on the street and calls you "Dad", it is estimated that your reaction is to hurriedly hide to the side, and then take out the phone and dial 110, claiming to have found a mentally ill person at the intersection of XX Street and XX. For Zhu Heng, Xu Biao's reaction was the same. Although this guy is full of respect, as long as he sees himself, he always calls out a series of "senior brothers", but he is not his relative after all, and he is not a friend.

Therefore, when he beat Zhu Heng to death, Xu Biao did not have the slightest psychological burden, and even worried that he was not heavy enough to beat Zhu Heng to death. If you do, you're going to get in a lot of trouble. (To be continued.) )