"I'm so upset!"

Zhu Gouzi staggered and pointed at Luo Jiuxiao and scolded, "Yes! Your beggars are now outnumbered! But are you doing human business? What was the beggar gang like when Old Xiao was there before? Jianghu people who mention the beggars don't give a thumbs up and say a good man!

"Why was the Beggar Gang founded? It's not because the court doesn't do personnel that the people's livelihood is withering! A beggar gang that only has a lot of beggars! At the beginning, Xiao Lao's gang leader founded the beggar gang in order to let the poorly clothed and hungry people be fed and clothed and no longer be bullied! He encouraged the beggars to help the able-bodied people to farm! Go to Caoyun to make money! He also took the initiative to lead disciples with martial arts to dart to help people run errands! And those who are not able to be independent, the elderly, and the disabled are supported by the beggars! Although everyone has worked hard, it is up to them to eat and dress themselves! And also live with dignity! What are you? ”

Luo Jiuxiao suddenly smiled, "This gang leader inherits the old gang leader's will to develop and grow the beggar gang, now who dares to bully my beggar gang today?" Even the old gang leader can't do my job. Golden Knife Old Ghost, respect you and call you Golden Knife Ancestor, in the eyes of those who understand, you are the Golden Knife Old Dog! Do you think anyone can live in a famous family like you? Rely less on the old and sell the old! Seeing that you are also drunk, the gang leader will not care about you, just retreat quickly. ”

"Whew! What kind of development and growth are you! Zhu Gouzi was obviously drunk, "Since you became the leader of the gang, the beggar gang has done nothing evil!" Now you beggars are helping the three sects and the nine streams to collect all the scum! Bullying men and women at every turn is full of people! And they also sell children, break the hands and feet of orphans, and force them to beg! From time to time, under the pretext of robbing the rich and helping the poor, they go to the people's homes to rob and kill people! If the old gang leader knows something, I'm afraid he will regret putting the beggar gang in your hands!

"Besides, my Golden Daomen was just an old man's hard work to support me at the beginning! Now my master and nephew have inherited the position of the master of the door, leading the disciples to open up the wasteland and farming, and from time to time hunting and selling medicine to maintain the needs of the door. Although my Golden Daomen is not as good as your beggars, we live above board! ”

Those Golden Dao Sect disciples straightened their waists, obviously very proud.

Luo Jiuxiao looked up to the sky and laughed, "Ha! Who in the world doesn't know that my beggar gang is a decent family, and it is the largest gang in the world! Golden knife old dog, for the sake of your master, Lao Tzu spares your life! ! ”

"Decent family? Phew! Zhu Gouzi sneered, "You are the best at reversing black and white, and what kind of family do you claim to be decent?" What else is the number one gang in the world? Look at the people who came today, is there one who can tell his name on the rivers and lakes? Do you think that someone from a decent family takes care of you? ”

"Oh? Then it seems that you Golden Sword Gate came here to make trouble. ”

Luo Jiuxiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and his body was full of murderous aura.

Obviously, the last paragraph of the old man with the golden knife made him break his defense.

"That being the case...... Looks like we have to do it today. ”

Luo Jiuxiao straightened his collar for a long time, then took off his mink fur and threw it aside, and then his breath soared, and even the air around him was a little distorted and burnt, "Come on, old ghost, this gang leader may not have touched anyone for a long time, let this gang leader see your strength at the end of the heavenly list." ”

Li Shuhong is still numb.

This didn't follow his script at all......

But although the conflict was provoked by this old man, he really couldn't sit idly by, after all...... His original intention was also to fight.

He swept the hundreds of heroes in the field with cold eyes.

With the exception of a few, the rest were mostly silent.

Obviously, they didn't dare to offend the beggars, but they didn't want to offend the Golden Daomen either.

It seems that what the old man of the golden knife said is not bad, it is indeed just a group of wall grass, and those real top forces on the rivers and lakes are not interested in participating in this matter at all.

But the grass on the wall is also good.

If they take over the beggars later, their butts will probably change direction soon.

Li Shuhong stood up and grabbed Zhu Gouzi's arm, "Old man, you better rest." ”

This old man is used to bragging, and he hasn't had a temperate job, so he really let him ...... I'm afraid it's just to be delivered.

Anyway, this old man is also squirting, so let's let myself do it.

Besides, this old man is afraid that he doesn't have the courage to confront Luo Jiuxiao head-on, Li Shuhong can also see it, he just feels that he has his own back, so he can spray to his heart's content.

Although I am quite disgusted with others doing things like this and then leading them to myself, I originally planned to make trouble this time, and he Li Mou was already unhappy with the things that the beggar gang did!

The old man of the golden knife sprayed him very cool, and that was enough.

But the next moment, Zhu Gouzi's behavior broke Li Shuhong's perception of him.

I saw that the white-haired old man pressed Li Shuhong back, and then said, "Leave this matter to the old man." ”

There was a rare seriousness on his face, "When we were young, we met for the first time, and when we talked about our respective ideals, the old man's ideal was to revitalize the Golden Daomen, you didn't say it, Xiao San's ideal is that there are no more beggars in the world, if there are still beggars, he wants to take all the beggars to live with dignity."

Later, he founded the Beggar Gang, and he told the old man that if the Beggar Gang deteriorated after his death, he hoped that someone would end the Beggar Gang. I said then that I would take care of it, and now I want to fulfill my promise. ”

He sighed, "If it weren't for the wine...... I'm afraid I don't have the courage yet. ”

After that, he shook off Li Shuhong's hand, laughed heroically and walked towards Luo Jiuxiao on the stage.

Li Shuhong looked at his tall back and lost his mind for a while.

This old man...... is still a little heroic and tragic, but more of it is Xiao Suo.

Li Shuhong didn't see a trace of drunkenness in his eyes.

He's pretending to be drunk......

So even if he didn't have himself, he came here to fulfill the agreement with his original friend...... Is it?

Li Shuhong pursed his lips and sat back.

Maybe everyone has their own things to insist on, and Li Shuhong feels that what he has to do now is to respect his choice.

"Uncle Shi!"

Just as he was pondering, he suddenly heard the anxious voice of the Golden Dao Sect disciple beside him.

Li Shuhong looked up and saw that Zhu Gouzi and Luo Jiuxiao had fought in one place!

Zhu Gouzi's golden knife was like thunder, and a heavy giant blade was as dense as a gentle wind and drizzle in his hands!

However, although Luo Jiuxiao's pair of iron palms opened and closed, the seemingly slow movements were actually like thunder!

The water waved by his giant palms could not be splashed, and the palms and the air staggered and rubbed into violent sparks, and there was a faint dragon chant in the palm wind, and the old man with the golden knife fell into the wind in an instant.

And Luo Jiuxiao, he didn't even move his feet at all.

The disciple of the Golden Dao Sect exclaimed, it was because the old man of the Golden Dao was accidentally blown out by Luo Jiuxiao who found a flaw.

Then he spat a mouthful of blood foam and stepped on the ground, which suddenly exploded and left a deep pit! And the body of the old man with the golden knife smashed into the air, producing a sonic boom visible to the naked eye!

In an instant, he had jumped dozens of feet.

The golden knife in his hand was raised, and the golden knife was mixed with red flames and ignited, like a blood-colored golden dragon that was winding for more than ten feet!

Then the golden dragon bit down fiercely at Luo Jiuxiao!

"It's the Flame Dragon Burning Sky!"

The disciple of the Golden Dao Sect exclaimed in surprise.

This move is a town school stunt in the Golden Knife Gate Knife Technique! Even the master of the sect said that he would master it, but he never thought that his uncle would use it so skillfully!

"Uncle Shi is going to win!"

The disciples of the Golden Dao Sect were overjoyed.

But Li Shuhong sighed slightly, "No, I'm going to lose." ”

The disciples of the Golden Dao Sect were stunned.

"Haha! Well done! ”

The next moment, I saw Luo Jiuxiao's cloak exuding a long roar in the sky! There seemed to be a dragon shadow flickering behind him! There is also a dragon roaring!

Then he struck it out with a palm.

With a dragon roar that resounded through the sky, an emerald green air dragon with water patterns tore through the air and bit with the flaming golden dragon!

Zheng ——!

There seems to be a knife sound! It's like a dragon roaring!

Luo Jiuxiao's beard was all open, wanton and arrogant, "Ha! Golden Knife Old Dog! I heard that you once boasted that you had fought with the number one in the heavenly list several times without a victory! If that's the case, the number one on the list that day is just a deception and a thief! ”

The next moment, I saw that the flaming golden dragon suddenly exploded, and was torn into countless pieces by the emerald green water dragon!

"Uncle Shi!"

The disciple of the Golden Dao Sect exclaimed in surprise.

I saw the old man with the golden knife in mid-air, and the empty door was wide open! And Luo Jiuxiao's body moved with the air, and with one palm, he controlled the emerald green dragon and blasted towards the old man with the golden knife!

The corner of the golden knife old man's mouth was bleeding, and his face was as pale as paper.

Looking at the dragon that gradually enlarged in his line of sight, a trace of unwillingness flashed in the depths of his eyes.

After all, it's still ...... Did you break your promise?

I have really failed in this life.

As soon as he came out of the mountain at the age of eighteen, he met Li Shuhong, and then lost in one move.

got acquainted with Li Shuhong and Xiao San, and was young and frivolous.

After wandering on the rivers and lakes for several years, his mentor went to the immortal, and his master was defeated, and he was ashamed of his teacher's cultivation.

worked hard to carry the master, but his talent was limited, and he couldn't recover the master after all.

My friend Xiao San died of heart failure, but he never even saw the last side.

Li Shuhong is already the first on the list, and he wants to challenge him again, but he doesn't even have the courage to make a move, let alone recognize him.

I finally looked forward to the peerless genius of my nephew, and I was even more fortunate to be born, and I wanted to go to the rivers and lakes to make a great reputation to escort my nephew, but I wasted more than 20 years in the rivers and lakes, and then returned to the teacher...... The division has been revitalized by the teacher and nephew, but he has not made any efforts.

The beggar gang left by his old friend Xiao San gradually grew stronger, but his original intention was not ruined, so he wanted to complete the agreement with his old friend.

It's a pity, after all, it's the limited talent and skills that are not as good as others, and I have seen the person who has the most shame to meet.

I have really failed in my life, just like the name, after all, I am just a pig and a dog.

The so-called cynicism is nothing more than self-deprecation that is willing to be ordinary.

That's all.

The old man closed his eyes.

But he waited for a long time, but the emerald dragon still did not hit him.

"Wake up, you're not dead yet."

When he opened his eyes, he saw the back of a green shirt, as well as the dragon that shattered like foam, and Luo Jiuxiao, whose expression on his face became solemn for the first time.

Zhu Gouzi's vision seemed to be a little blurred.

The last time he heard this sentence was in the middle of summer when he was young and frivolous and high-spirited.

But that was more than sixty years ago.