Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Plague of Innocence

Wu Yanfang, who originally wanted to humiliate Tian Bule, was confused by his sweet words, and left in a hurry after toasting.

Wu Yanfang had just walked out of the hall and was walking back. A dashing figure walked out of the bushes, it was the little white-faced Lian Jin. He said with an unhappy face: "Did the head of the family call you to see Tian Bule?"

Wu Yanfang's face sank, and she said coldly: "You actually follow me?"

Lian Jin was at a loss by Wu Yanfang's rhetorical question, and he hesitated for a long time before he said, "Yanfang, I was worried about you, so I followed you." ”

Wu Yanfang said lightly: "I have a good impression of you, but please don't do this in the future." ”

Lian Jin was shocked, and suddenly knelt down in front of Wu Yanfang, and said, "Yanfang, don't do this to me." Don't you understand my heart for you?"

Facing Lian Jin's kneeling, where would Wu Yanfang blame him again, and hurriedly helped Lian Jin up. Lian Jin took advantage of the situation to hug Wu Yanfang and kissed Wu Yanfang's lips with a big mouth. Wu Yanfang struggled vigorously, but his strength was far inferior to Lian Jin, and he was about to be succeeded by Lian Jin.

At this time, a samurai happened to pass nearby, and Lian Jin was afraid that the matter would be revealed, so he was forced to let go of his arms.

Wu Yanfang slapped Lian Jin in the face, and Lian Jin looked at Wu Yanfang in disbelief.

Wu Yanfang gasped and said, "Now that my grandfather and father are very optimistic about Tian Bule, my heart is very messy, and we won't meet alone again in the future." I hope you can win Taburo with dignity, and if you can't do it, then we still don't meet again in the future. With that, he turned and left.

Lian Jin stared blankly at the departure of the peerless beauty, and his heart set off a monstrous hatred for Tian Bule, and roared: "Tian Bule, I won't kill you, and I swear not to be a man." ”

In the Wufu hall, the more Wuxiong sitting on the main seat looked at Tian Bule, the more he liked it. He thought of teaching Tian Bule's martial arts experience, so he said, "Bule, what do you think of martial arts?"

How could Tian Bule not understand Wuxiong's thoughts, and immediately said: "Bule is new to martial arts, where can I talk about what opinions." Please also ask Lord Ubao for some advice. ”

The people in the hall also stopped the noise and listened carefully to the head of the family talking about the way of martial arts, such a moment is rare but not sought.

Wu Xiong said with a smile: "The foundation of martial arts is to defeat the enemy, it is a method of killing, do everything, unscrupulous means, and put the enemy to death." The current social climate is too heavy. When it comes to martial arts, it's just to see whose swordsmanship is more beautiful and good-looking, and there are more games than battles, so this kind of martial arts should naturally be avoided. ”

At this time, Tian Bule had already touched the heart of this rich man in animal husbandry, nodded, and said proudly: "Bule is because he has learned the method of killing, so he easily does not dare to make a move." Because once Bule's sword is drawn, it is necessary to drink blood before it can be put back. ”

The crowd applauded.

Wu Xiong smiled, looking very satisfied, and said, "Bule is worthy of being the proud disciple of the sword saint Cao Qiudao, when I first met your master Cao Qiudao, he was also so arrogant. If it weren't for your master Cao Qiudao, I'm afraid I would have died in Yan Huang a long time ago. Wu Xiong said and suddenly stopped, then sighed, and said: "After so many years, he has become the number one master in the world, and I am only left with the smell of copper all over my body, which is really embarrassing." ”

"It turns out that Wuxiong and Cao Qiudao used to be friends in trouble, no wonder Wu Yingyuan will take the initiative to find himself, it seems that this is not as simple as he imagined. ”

Tian Bule's eyes sparkled, and he secretly guessed that the word Yanhuang that Wuxiong said just now should be a place name, and it was an extremely dangerous place, obviously Wuxiong and Cao Qiudao had gained huge benefits from it. The Central Plains land, abundant products, prosperous population, many treasures handed down in ancient times, the ancestor of the dragon sword path from the secret book left in the tomb of the woman to create the dragon sword, and the mystery of the dragon heart method so far Tian Bule still only understands a little bit of the skin.

He put down his mind to ask, and said with a slight smile: "It turns out that the lord of Wubao and his master still have such a friendship, when I was learning swordsmanship in front of my master, I saw him face the West many times, and he was silent, presumably because he missed his old man." Tian Bule was talking nonsense, he saw only a handful of faces when he saw Cao Qiudao, where would he see Cao Qiudao in such a posture.

Wu Xiong drank the wine glass in front of him, looked at him for a while, looked up to the sky and laughed, and said: "Cao Qiudao, this old guy, he must be missing his old man, but he is not missing me, a fat old man." As a disciple of Cao Qiudao, your swordsmanship should be extraordinary, and Lian Jin is arrogant and rude, but I can't openly drive him away, so the world will say that I am intolerable. Okay, let me arrange a banquet for the Wu clan, and if you can defeat Lian Jin in front of everyone, I will marry Yan Fang to you. ”

Tian Bule was overjoyed, and hurriedly responded, secretly thinking that if I didn't beat the little white face Lian Jin into a black whirlwind, Tian Bule would write it backwards after three words.

Wuxiong was full of confidence in Tian Bule, but Wu Yingyuan and Tao Fang glanced at each other, and they were both puzzled by Wuxiong and Tian Bule's confidence.

A reunion that doesn't end until the moment of the lantern.

Although Tian Bule expelled most of the alcohol from his body by lowering the dragon's true qi, he still felt dizzy and swollen.

After bidding farewell to the enthusiastic Wujiabao people, Tian Bule returned to his mansion with more than a dozen generals.

There were no pedestrians on the empty streets, Tian Bule was very happy, riding on a horse, and still thinking about Wu Yanfang's beautiful figure in his mind. Thinking of being able to marry her home in the future, he couldn't help humming a little song proudly.

"Where and where have I seen you, your smile is so familiar, I can't remember it for a while~~ I've seen you in my dreams, I've seen you in my dreams."

There was a thud of the stabbing edge, and a dozen figures landed in front of them. (http://)。 Tian Bule didn't notice any movement before, and his heart tightened, knowing that he had met a master. He was shocked to see that the group of people were all dressed in sackcloth and barefoot, and it was no wonder that he could not hear the footsteps.

Standing in the middle of the group was a middle-aged man, who was tall, almost as tall as him, with a simple appearance and a calm expression, but a pair of eyes in the night were shining, except for a towel to tie his hair, he had no accessories on his body, and he looked like a monk ascetic.

Tian Bule originally thought that he had been assassinated again, but after watching it for a while, he realized that this group of people was on two sides, and twelve swordsmen in the same costume surrounded the middle-aged man.

Those people also found Tian Bule and his party, looking at Tian Bule, their eyes were murderous.

Tian Bule secretly complained, this is really a disaster, he went his own way, but he encountered an armed fight. This era is really dangerous, there are fights and killings everywhere, and if you accidentally lose your life.

Tian Bule's subordinates looked at Tian Bule, hoping that he would be able to decide. Tian Bule smiled and said, "You go on, I'll act as if I didn't see anything." I'm sorry, I'm a little sleepy, please get out of the way, I'll go home and sleep. ”

A leader-looking man in front of him laughed and said, "Haha, it's really wishful thinking to see that we still want to run." If you say it, then how can Handan still have a foothold for us, kill them for me. ”

ps: The Warring States are not easy to mix, and you need to be cautious when crossing. Yan Jiu is cheeky, begging for tickets and collections.