The essence of the drumming style of the gods and men lies in the traction of the qi between the two fists, such as the sunset and the rising moon in the sky, the birth, old age, sickness and death of the world, the rules are very great, and they will inevitably come.

Chen Ping'an, who is in the fifth realm, has been able to separate his soul and soul after the battle of Guniu Mountain in the blessed land of lotus flowers, and he has been able to divide it into three, but it is a pity that he can only hold on to the time of one breath, but with the very unreasonable god-man drum style, as long as one punch is enough, it is more than enough.

After a punch hit the eunuch, like the sound of drums on the battlefield, it was more than a dozen punches in an instant, and the fists were to the flesh, and they sounded dullly.

The two souls Chen Ping'an returned to their positions.

After all, he is not an orthodox qi practitioner, and his soul is out of his body, and if he takes too long, it will hurt his own element.

On the other hand, the first shot of the python eunuch, Jiu Niang and Yao Lingzhi, in addition to being shocked by the high cultivation of this great eunuch, were able to go out of the body at the same time, and the yang spirit traveled far away, which is clearly the cultivation of the earth immortals, in fact, these Yao people also have a layer of unbelievable meaning, didn't they say that this Daquan Shougong Huai is the great master of martial arts? How did he become a mountain immortal who cultivated and lived forever?

This eunuch of the Daquan Dynasty's Imperial Horse Supervisor Palm Seal made a miscalculation, that is, he didn't expect that the robe on Chen Ping'an's body was so high, and he actually blocked his Yin God, stretching out his arm to cut the killer of the heart, there are several great masters in the Daquan River, just die on this hand, there will be no real bloody picture, but it will make a person's "heart" dry and crack, instantly tear off the connection between the heart and all the tricks, after killing, the person dies like rotten dead wood, a bit similar to the means of breaking the Changsheng Bridge with one punch.

The eunuch is regarded as a great master of martial arts, not some clumsy trick to deliberately deceive the opponent, but this person has a veritable grandmaster body, strong qi and blood, and tenacious muscles and bones, which is comparable to the peak of the Six Realms of pure martial arts.

Therefore, whether it is hand-to-hand combat, or confrontation with mountain spells, and long-distance attacks with magic weapons, pythons and eunuchs have both, so they are the least afraid of exchanging lives with others.

But after receiving the second punch, the eunuch realized that something was wrong, not because the opponent's fist was amazing, but because he couldn't dodge.

After five punches, the eunuch knew it in his heart, and roughly sorted out the boxing context of this person's punch.

After ten punches, the eunuch seemed to have completely given up the idea of dodging and did not avoid the battle.

Instead, he chose to exchange injuries for injuries.

During this period, the first and fifteenth of the flying sword respectively set their sights on the eunuch's yin and yang gods.

A python eunuch who seems to be a pure martial artist, but is actually a qi practitioner, and Chen Ping'an, who looks like a sword cultivator but is actually a pure martial artist.

The two of them were in a square inch of land, between their arms, this fight was very vulgar, compared to the sword on the right side of Sui on the second floor to meet the enemy, the sword light between Lu Baixiang and Xu Qingzhou, Wei Xian outside the inn door was even more angry, surrounded by colorful magic weapons, and the weather was thousands.

The fight between Chen Ping'an and the eunuch of Daquan has nothing else except a quick word, which is boring and boring, but it is extremely dangerous.

The two table servants had already hid at the top of the stairs, they knew well that there was a chaotic battle in the inn, and they didn't even have the qualifications to intervene.

Zhu Yong, who was the only one who was idle, didn't stop him, and he didn't even look at it.

The scholar surnamed Zhong leaned against the counter and looked at Chen Ping'an.

He's traveled far and wide, and he's never seen a kind of boxing fight so ...... A pure martial artist who runs smoothly.

Since you are not very old, you have to walk a long way and see a lot of mountains and rivers, right?

There is no murderous, aggressive, and fierce aura, and even the aura of victory is not heavy.

But the momentum is still very strong.

The scholar was a little curious, what was the purpose of this young man's boxing technique.

However, when the manpower is exhausted, the fist intent counterattack that can be carried by the body is the number of ways to kill the enemy by killing 1,000 and self-inflicting 800, against the famous Daquan Shougong Huai Li Li, if the young man's boxing method stops here, even if he is injured, the last punch successfully "kills" Li Li, it is still not enough, far from enough.

There is a reason why pure martial arts are not valued by the world, and they are not revered by the temples, but worship those who are cultivators.

Thousands of spells, one sword to break them.

This sentence is widely spread in the mountains, and many people feel that they are afraid of the killing power of sword cultivation, but in fact, it is not all right, thousands of words, and they have long said the power of cultivators.

Chen Ping'an's last punch was a drumming style, and he really smashed the python eunuch with one punch, and even the vermilion python suit was like nothingness.

But when Chen Ping'an found that there was no blood splattered, he knew that something was wrong, and immediately used the swordsmanship to turn it into a fist in the Zhenshen head style, took a defensive posture, and retreated again and again.

Haoran World is not a blessed land of lotus flowers, here, martial artists of the same generation, as well as all qi practitioners, will stare at the moment of ventilation of a pure martial artist.

The eunuch Li Li's move was like a substitute for the death talisman of the formation master outside the Flying Eagle Castle, and it was the same, but Li Li dissipated with the destruction of a yang god, replaced the real body, and transferred to the position of the first confrontation of the flying sword.

And the dissipation of the Yang God just made Li Li's incomplete Zhan Ran Golden Pill a little dimmed in brilliance.

The Yin God, once again used the means of digging out the heart, the five fingers were like hooks, and they poked in, like a fist smashing paper, and the golden liquor of the robe was like rice paper with excellent toughness, so that Chen Ping'an's soul would not be scattered at once, and protected the heart, but Jin Li was also restrained because of this. Not only that, but the flying sword Chu Yi who stood in front of Chen Ping'an was deep in the mud and imprisoned in the Yin God's body.

Li Li had already appeared at Chen Ping'an's side, slapped the fist intent of Zhenshen's head with one palm, stepped forward, put his fingers together, and poked Chen Ping'an's temple.

Chen Ping'an slid out sideways.

Li Li's strength lies not in the fact that he is stepping on the threshold of the Jindan realm, but that he does not rely on external objects for both offense and defense.

As for whether Li Li has the magic weapon to press the bottom of the box, it is even more difficult to say.

Li Li did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, standing in place, the palm of the hand that had broken up the head of the town god had already clenched into a fist, and then quickly let go, and when the palm of the hand was spread, the palm lines on the top began to wind and move, and the silk thread was bright red, and finally it was like turning into a vermilion talisman, poking the two fingers of Chen Ping'an's temples, and passing through the palm, Li Li silently recited the word "open symbol" in his heart.

Chen Ping'an, who was just trying his best to ventilate, only felt that the mountains were overwhelming, and on the golden lily of the robe, on his sleeves and shoulders, there were talismans blooming with spiritual light.

At Chen Ping'an's temple, blood flowed.

"I also have a punch, which is regarded as the hospitality of my Oizumi Dynasty. ”

Li Li smiled and walked forward, and during the time he said this, the old eunuch with the big sleeves of the python robe fluttering, his head tilted, dodged the first year of Chu who stabbed the back of the head, clamped the flying sword with his fingers, and threw it gently, just hitting the fifteenth not far away.

One step came to Chen Ping'an.

Li Li's left hand, which had a talisman in his palm, seemed to be placed lightly on Chen Ping'an's heart, and his right hand smashed on the back of his hand.

Like a heavy hammer smashing nails, nailed into the golden liquor of the robe, the momentum sinks vigorously.

Chen Ping'an took a few steps back.

Li Li followed him like a shadow, still slapping his hands with his fists and smashing down with another punch. The golden liquor of the magic robe on Chen Ping'an's body fluttered violently, and the mountain and water aura in his sleeve and the martial arts qi shattered and splashed together.

Chen Ping'an retreated again and again.

Li Li didn't follow this time, just stretched out his fingers, twisted a golden rope that appeared out of thin air on his neck, and pulled it hard, bringing up a blood groove between his neck, Li Li was unaware of these injuries, and let the golden rope that should be a demon rope wrap around his wrist, the cuffs of the python suit had been torn and broken, and an iron blue mark was strangled on his arm, Li Li sighed: " There are a lot of good things on your body, and it's a magic weapon, but it's a pity that you are neither a sword cultivator nor a qi practitioner, and you used it poorly, otherwise I wouldn't have had a chance to send you so quickly with my third punch. ”

It turned out that after Li Li's right hand was entangled in the golden demon rope, his left hand painted with a talisman clenched his fist again, pointed at Chen Ping'an's forehead, and pointed at it from afar, Chen Ping'an's eyebrows were like being hit hard, his skin was cracked, blood was oozing, and his head fell backwards, but Chen Ping'an stepped on the ground step by step, and he didn't let himself fall to the ground.

In the depths of Li Li's eyes, a haze flashed, and behind him, there were two flying swords, the first and fifteenth, entangled with his out-of-body yin god.

Li Li sneered: "Two little things, but they are as loyal as the Yao family, but unfortunately you don't seem to be a natal thing, and your power has been greatly reduced, if you can erase your spirituality, maybe you can be used by me, which can be described as an unexpected joy." ”

The Yin God was born with three heads and six arms in an instant, unrecognizable, and no longer the appearance of Li Li's "middle-aged eunuch", but the faces of three gods of the martial temple of the Daquan Dynasty, namely a bearded strong man, an elegant Confucian general, and an old man with three pairs of arms, holding a pair of iron shovels, double axes and an iron spear filled with incense.

Although Li Li was slightly distracted to pay attention to the "collision" between the Yin God and the two flying swords, it did not prevent him from being wary of Chen Ping'an.

This famous Daiquan Shougong Huai in the central countries of Tongye Continent, although he lost the first move, he gained the upper hand after that, but he didn't expect that kid to be punched so much, and his temples were still bleeding now, still like a nobody, extremely injured, and the spiritual qi that was more mysterious than a fist intent, not only did not fall to the bottom, but was still rising?

But it doesn't matter, Li Li can still cut the flesh with a blunt knife, and slowly consume the foundation of this young man, even if the young man comes to a chaotic fist again, the big deal is to temporarily lose the Yin God, but the young man's body and soul are absolutely unable to support it. It's not that Li Li doesn't want to fight quickly, but there is really no way to make a final decision, an ordinary Seven Realm martial artist, or a Dragon Gate Realm cultivator, can have been slaughtered by him twice.

Lu Baixiang was at a disadvantage in the fight with Xu Qingzhou.

First, Lu Baixiang is no better than Wei Xian, he has just walked out of the picture scroll and has not yet adapted to the aura of the vast world, and secondly, Xu Qingzhou is wearing a golden black warp and weft armor, if it were not for the narrow knife in his hand to stop the snow, it is a relic of the deceased Yuan Infant Earth Immortal in Taiping Mountain, I am afraid that Lu Baixiang will have no power to fight back.

It's just that Lu Baixiang has knife wounds on his chest and shoulders that can be seen with white bones, and this founder of the Lotus Flower Blessed Land Demon Sect still looks calm, as if he is far more interested in the sword technique of Xu Qingzhou, the military general of Daquan, than in defeating this person.

Sui fought against Xu Tong on the right side of Caomuan, although she was born as a martial artist, it was more like a contest between two qi practitioners.

Xu Tong obviously regarded this woman as a sword master, even if it was tricky, as long as it was not a sword cultivation that cultivated the natal flying sword, it would be fine.

Outside the door, Wei Xian's side was fighting heartily.

A steady stream of majestic energy, coupled with the manna given by Chen Ping'an, as for the little injury caused by the fish that slipped through the net, it is not painful or itchy.

The two sides fought, in fact, they always paid attention to the victory or defeat of the eunuchs Li Li and Chen Ping'an.

Sui was the first to ask, "Childe?"

Chen Ping'an, who was scarred, could only shake his head and did not speak.

A breath of pure true qi can only be hung all the time, and he does not dare to transform.

Li Li smiled and asked, "What, it's just such a trick?"

If Chen Ping'an wasn't wearing Jin Li, otherwise he would have been covered in blood, and the entire inn would have smelled it.

Li Li "nailed" the palm talisman into Chen Ping'an's heart, but Jin Li only blocked most of it, and there was still a small half of it seeping into his heart.

It's tantamount to heart-wrenching pain.

The cold sweat on his forehead, coupled with the blood on his face, mixed together and fell to the ground along the young man's face, bit by bit.

Li Li's murderous intent was even stronger in his heart.

Li Li was waiting for Chen Ping'an's true qi to run out, if he said that his body was injured and painful, the young man in front of him could forcibly suppress it with perseverance, but as long as his true qi was dissipated, Li Li's opportunity came. He can afford to wait, but Chen Ping'an can't afford to wait. Therefore, Li Li did not gain an inch, and continued to fight with Chen Ping'an in close quarters, not to mention that it was not easy to control the Yin God and Yang God to leave the Qi Mansion together, if it were not for half a golden pill, Li Li's aura would far surpass that of the monks of the same realm, and the Yin God behind him, not to mention maintaining the posture of a martial saint with three heads and six arms, and restraining the two flying swords of the first and fifteenth of the first year, might have disappeared by themselves and returned to Li Li's true body.

Out of the corner of his eye, Li Li glanced at the old man squatting on the railing on the second floor.

Some wonder why this person has to sit on the sidelines from beginning to end.

When Li Li cast his gaze at the martial madman Zhu Yong, Chen Ping'an seemed to seize the fleeting opportunity and began to forcibly ventilate.

Li Li sneered in his heart, dying and struggling, you are going to lose the bet this time.

The Yin God disappeared in a flash, came to Chen Ping'an's side, six arms holding five weapons, smashed them indiscriminately, and fell towards him.

Li Li personally dealt with the two flying swords, pouring out countless snow-white aura from the vermilion python suit, like opening a huge spider web, completely blocking the route of the first fifteenth day to rescue the master, although these snow-white spider silk could not trap the flying sword, but as long as the speed was slightly slowed, Li Li could appear near the flying sword, or flick his fingers, or wave his sleeves, and fly the two flying swords.

Li Li felt a little funny.

This young man, who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, has not ventilated at all, he should have lured himself closer, but what is the point? This is the case tonight for the reckless Yao family, and the little clever man who is shaking at the moment is still like this. It is probably because the young man is too tall and has a master to follow, and he has been smooth sailing in this life, so he doesn't know how high the sky is.

However, this kind of background must be an amazing opponent, since they have made a feud, they should cut the grass and eradicate the roots, once the tiger is released and returned to the mountain, maybe the entire Daquan Dynasty will be in great trouble.

Compared with Chen Ping'an and Li Li's fists to the flesh before, now the mutual beating with the Yin God is even more thrilling.

Fortunately, Chen Ping'an is no stranger to this, when he was in Guniu Mountain, he confronted Ding Ying's golden body, isn't it also such a landslide?

It's just that last time, Chen Ping'an could only carry it hard, and he had no power to fight back, and a Guniu Mountain was blown to pieces by Ding Yingjin's body.

Now Chen Ping'an is fighting with this "little" yin god, and both sides will never dodge.

The golden liquor of the robe has been beaten from the snow-white color of the blinding method to the original gold.

After Chen Ping'an's ten-fist god man beat the drum, Li Li's eyes were a little dark, but he still ignored it and let the young man's fists accumulate.

The three-headed, six-armed, martial temple saint posture of the yin god disappeared, and the spiritual air overflowed in all directions.

And the golden liquor robe also appeared broken and scratched, which could not be restored for the time being, and there was also a chaotic aura scattered.

Li Li ripped off the broken vermilion python suit, looked at the young man with his chest rising and falling violently, the palms of his hands and the backs of his hands were already blurred with flesh and blood, and he tried his best to open his eyes, a blood-dripping face, as if only those clear eyes were left.

Li Li smiled: "It's a pity that you are a pure martial artist, which means that it has nothing to do with Tong Yezhou and Yugui Sect, otherwise I really wouldn't dare to kill you." ”

Chen Ping'an closed one eye and said hoarsely: "Your two doppelgangers were shattered in only seventeen or eighteen punches without beating, which is not as good as Ding Ying." ”

Li Li smiled and said, "Then?"

Chen Ping'an said vaguely: "Then I only need to punch for the third time, and I can exchange my life with you." Are you afraid?"

Li Li repaid with a sneer, obviously not believing it.

Moreover, as a Daquan Shougong Huai, Jindan is half-knotted, how can he not have a backhand, but the price is too great.

The price is greater, more than his life and death.

The two were silent, and after a while, Li Li suddenly frowned, and said sharply: "You are a pure martial artist, why do you do the opposite and secretly absorb aura?!"

Li Li took a few steps back, thinking that this person was deliberately opening the gates of the Qi Mansion and letting the aura pour in, it was this kid who wanted to win the opportunity for himself to be burned.

It's crazy.

The scholar surnamed Zhong nodded lightly and shook his head again.

Pure martial arts temper the soul with aura, and the courage is great, but the danger is also great.

The third punch has a chance to be delivered.

If Li Li takes it lightly, he will suffer another big loss.

The young man did not fight in vain, the martial arts of the Five Realms, it was the time when he was struggling to find a heroic courage, this strange yin god who guarded the palace of Daquan happened to be made by visualizing the three saints of the martial temple, but this kind of visualization is a side door, there is a suspicion of blasphemy, and it is harmful to the martial arts, it is Li Li's private use, I believe that no one in the Daquan court may know the truth. The young man fought with the Yin God, won and shattered, in the dark, the three martial saints of the Liu Dynasty will have a sense, if the young man has the opportunity to go to Daquan Jingshi and enter the martial temple, I believe there will be a good reward.

But all on the assumption that the young man and his eccentric servants would leave the inn alive.

He promised to clean up the mess, but he didn't mean to protect the young man.

The eunuch Li Li looked around, walked more than a dozen steps, walked to a wine table, picked up the wine glass, took a sip of wine, gently put down the wine glass, and looked at the young servants at the staircase, among them there was a little marquis, a son of General Long Xiang, and the rest were also the elite of the forbidden army with a bright future.

Xu Qingzhou, a waste, not only did not take down the person who used the knife, but even became a person who fed the recruits without knowing it.

Xu Tong of Caomuan was still immersed in the bullshit power of the Lefa next to him, thinking that he had the chance to win, but he didn't know that the girl who was not a sword master at all had a sword intent in her heart, like a spring grass, and the other party's qualifications were so good, she was simply a sword fairy embryo.

As for the side outside the door, the fight was lively, and the two sides came and went, but it was just lively.

Li Li finally looked at the woman and the old hunchback, not the slightest interest, but the down-and-out scholar, Li Li felt a little uncertain, but it didn't matter.

In the inn, no matter whether they are friends or enemies, everyone will die.

Li Li waved his hand, and the door of the inn slammed shut.

Zhu Yong said slowly: "Be careful." ”

Li Li stretched out his hand to cover his abdomen outside the dantian and began to breathe heavily.

Every time I spit it out, a scarlet breath erupts.

Chen Ping'an rushed forward silently.

The third god-man drum pose.

A punch slammed into the back of the eunuch's hand that was attached to the abdomen.

Li Li smashed Chen Ping'an's heart with a punch.

The simple second punch has arrived.

Li Li was irritable, as if his heart was no longer the immortal who lived in the palace and took care of the capital, his face became hideous, his eyes were red, and he slapped Chen Ping'an on the temple.

Chen Ping'an's upper body floated around, only his feet were rooted, in order to deliver the next punch.

A punch is faster than a punch.

Li Li is even more powerful than one punch.

After the flying sword first and fifteenth penetrated into this person's body, it was as if they were trapped in a labyrinth, colliding between those qi mansions, and they were never allowed to get out.

There was a sound of broken bones in Chen Ping'an's body.

Li Li's face is like a middle-aged man, and silk threads appear, some places are high and bulging, and some places are sunken, as if this face is fake.

The half-knotted golden pill shattered with a bang.

It only shattered the outer layer, just like Li Li casually removed the big red python suit draped on the outside before.

Zhu Yong sighed in his heart, the railing under his feet shattered, the floor was also broken, and the whole person fell on the first floor, the speed was so fast, it can be described as galloping, it seemed that he took two or three steps casually, and he had already come to Li Li's side, a little on his tiptoes, his body jumped up, and an elbow hit the head of the ninety-year-old eunuch, and the other hand was lightning drawn, and in the posture of a hand knife, it was inserted from Li Li's neck, and it passed through.

Li Li, who should have died undoubtedly, still punched Chen Ping'an, and after a punch, Chen Ping'an's ears were bleeding like a spring.

And Zhu Yong flew out upside down, directly hit the wall in the distance, broke the wall, and fell outside.

Li Li, who had half his neck, looked indifferent, bent on killing the young man in front of him first, and the rest of the people, after he showed his true nature, could not be regarded as an enemy.

Zhu Yong fell into a team of elite horsemen outside, and suddenly flew out of a person, frightened their hearts, and when they were about to surround and kill this person, Zhu Yong had already spit out a mouthful of blood, rolled backwards, and got up like an ape tossing and turning in the mountains and forests, and the violence of the martial madman began to be fully revealed, and he grabbed the arms of a dismounted horseman with both hands, and pulled it out, directly tearing off the two arms.

A palm slammed into the head of a knight, shattering.

A punch hit the chest, directly penetrated the body, disgusted that the corpse was an eyesore, and a hand knife was slashed obliquely, from the shoulder to the abdomen, and was divided into two pieces by the rickety old man on the spot, and the other hung blood and intestines sprinkled all over the ground.

Inside the inn.

Coincidentally, Xu Tong and Xu Qingzhou, Sui Youfang and Lu Baixiang, both sides stopped.

Because of the change of the eunuch Li Li, it is really incredible.

Vaguely, with their keen intuition, they all regarded Li Li as their biggest enemy.

At this moment, Jiu Niang, the old hunchback, the little lame, and Yao Lingzhi on the second floor, were inexplicably paralyzed to the ground.

The down-and-out scholar surnamed Zhong appeared behind Li Li at some point, holding a scarlet pill between the two fingers of one hand, staring down, and muttering to himself: "No wonder. ”

The scholar increased his strength slightly, crushing this genuine golden pill.

Hearing Chen Ping'an's fist smashing into the chest of the dead eunuch behind him, and Chen Ping'an's own hand bones were also shattered, the scholar turned his head, because he was still separated from Li Li, who had not yet fallen, he had no choice but to tilt his body and grin at Chen Ping'an, his eyes were full of admiration, "This little brother, don't you know that it hurts?"

Chen Ping was safely immersed in fist intent.

The last punch, in fact, is no longer lethal, light and fluttering, you must know that this god drum style, but the old man surnamed Cui, who is standing at the peak of the Ten Realms of Wufu, wants to use this to ask the ancestor the most proud boxing method.

Chen Ping'an's figure was shaky, his vision was blurred, and he vaguely saw the eunuch with a sparse neck, drooping his head, plopping, and kneeling on the ground, Chen Ping'an couldn't detect the other party's vitality.

Chen Ping'an stood in place, still maintaining the posture of handing out a punch, and did not withdraw it. At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind, this last punch, fortunately, did not fall in the eyes of the barefoot old man, otherwise he would definitely be scolded and scolded to the old man bloody.

The scholar looked at Xu Tong and Xu Qingzhou, blinked, and asked, "The gentleman doesn't move his mouth, do you really believe this kind of nonsense?"

Xu Tong and Xu Qingzhou swallowed their saliva.

Chen Ping'an's arms drooped, and he sat on the ground with his butt crossed.

With the last of his strength, he clenched his hands into fists and rested lightly on his knees, opening only one eye.

The robe's golden liquor was seriously damaged, and the aura was thin and almost gone, and it had temporarily lost its efficacy.

The blood on his body was even more dazzling than Li Li's red python suit before.

The scholar said to the young man, "Do you know what your opponent is?"

However, because there were many people in the inn, the scholar didn't say it, and the change in the qi of the young man in front of him before he made a move was probably a hidden self-preservation technique, or the most lethal move, and the scholar could only guess a little clue.

Chen Ping'an slowly raised his head, still only one eye open, and smiled: "There is no one in front of him." ”

The scholar squatted down and asked with a smile, "What's your name?"

Chen Ping'an closed his eyes.

The scholar rolled his eyes.

After hesitating for a moment, he stretched out a finger, like a child's graffiti, and drew in circles in the air.

In the inn, the aura of heaven and earth after Li Li's body and Jin Dan collapsed one after another, slowly flowed towards the young martial artist in front of him, and the place where he gathered and gathered happened to be outside the qi mansion where Chen Ping'an's sword qi passed through eighteen stops.

In addition, as soon as he waved, Li Li's body disappeared, but the first and fifteenth of the first year of junior high jumped out of it and quickly hovered on both sides of Chen Ping'an's shoulder, the tip of the sword pointed at the scholar.

The scholar turned a blind eye to this, raised his head, and shouted to the second floor: "Little girl, stop reading, come and see your father." ”

Pei Qian, who had no strength to study for a long time, ran out of the room, first glanced at the down-and-out scholar, and then she deliberately pretended to be stupid and asked, "What?

The scholar sighed: "Oh, I'm quite good at picking up soft persimmons and pinching them." ”

Pei Qian ran downstairs with a smoke, and the stairs rattled.

Squatting next to the scholar in green shirts, Pei Qian looked at Chen Ping'an and asked the guy next to him softly: "Isn't it dead?"

The scholar nodded, "The untimely death is deplorable." ”

Pei Qian looked left and right, and stopped talking.

Chen Ping'an opened his eyes.

Pei Qian turned his head and glared at the scholar angrily, "Why are you cursing my father to death?

The scholar looked innocent, "My father died early, and he needs to go to the grave every Qingming Festival." ”

Chen Ping'an took off the wine gourd on his waist, took a sip of green plum wine, and when he raised his hand, that hand was extremely miserable, and Pei Qian broke out in a cold sweat, thinking the same as the scholars around him, there are still such people in the world who are not afraid of pain?

The scholar smiled and asked, "For the sake of the Yao family, I almost died here, don't you be afraid?"

Chen Ping'an said: "It's not for the Yao family. ”

The scholar smiled evilly: "The Yao family suffered this catastrophe, in fact, part of the reason is the red face and disaster, I believe you will soon know, even an infatuated man like me with a rock-like heart, I almost thought differently, that woman's good-looking, you can imagine." ”

On the right side of Lu Baixiang and Sui, one with a knife in both hands and the other behind a sword, stood beside Chen Ping'an.

One has two Gu Yu money, and the other only needs one Gu Yu money.

The four of them together just used up all of Chen Ping'an's savings for Gu Yuqian.

The old Taoist is really a pit man.

The scholar suddenly asked suspiciously, "Could it be that you know about my existence, so you regard a life-and-death battle as a practice to sharpen your martial arts?"

Chen Ping'an wiped the blood on his face, did not answer this question, but asked with a smile, "Are you?"

The scholar waved his hand, "It's not worth mentioning." ”

Chen Ping'an didn't ask anything anymore.

The scholar turned his head and looked at Pei Qian, who was staring at her with wide eyes, the sun rises over the East China Sea, and the moon hangs on the West Mountain, which is really beautiful.

It's just this kind of temperament, it's really unpleasant.

The scholar looked at the side of the gate, "Yao Zhen and the other royal highness's men and horses are also almost here." ”

He finally smiled and said, "You can recuperate from your injuries with peace of mind, and then leave it to me to deal with." ”

Chen Ping'an struggled to get up, first clenched his fists at the scholar, those hands, the scholar saw that the scholar's scalp was numb again, Chen Ping'an finally said to Lu Baixiang: "Thank you, I knew this was the case, you should be the first to come out." ”

Lu Baixiang smiled indifferently.

Chen Ping'an glanced at Sui's right, who looked at him with a calm expression.

Chen Ping'an walked up to the second floor, and Pei Qian followed behind him.

Those young servants were colorless.

The scholar looked at the backs of one big and one small, scratching his head, and couldn't think of a reason, so he simply didn't bother.

He was a little annoyed at the thought that after tonight, he would not be able to eat and drink here.

So next, a scholar sat down and began to drink alcohol, a scholar with a jade pendant hanging on his waist, went out, the door of the inn seemed to him to not exist, he slapped the royal highness in the air and rolled several times, a sword scholar, directly turned into Bai Hongyuan away, found another His Royal Highness the Prince of Daquan, kicked to the ground, and stomped on the face.

After the scholars' yin gods and yang gods each went out of their bodies, within a radius of thousands of miles, as long as there were yin ghosts, even those obscene gods, they all involuntarily prostrate on the ground, trembling.

All the ghosts in the world, when they see my Zhong Kui, they will kowtow.

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