The clouds in the sky dispersed, and the warm daylight fell on the earth again. A few cranes row the clouds, the light is clear, the eyes are looking around, the sky is high and wide, and it can't help but make people's hearts brighten.

Wu Gen leaned against a stone, his legs were not half open, there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and he was looking at the beautiful scenery in the distance unscrupulously.

Lu Ke sat ten steps away, also looking out into the vast wilderness, "How about my punch, Wu Gan."

"Hahaha." Wu Yan laughed arrogantly, "It's not very good, no matter how strong the fist is, how can it be able to defeat my fist.

My punch is taken from the meaning of fierceness, and the person who punches should be fearless. A punch is out, the heart is invincible, and the fist is there, although the mountains are topped, it is also indomitable. Lao Lu, what is your name is not good, you have to respond to my boxing technique."

Lu Ke also laughed, "Don't be ashamed, then why don't you stand up and fight again, and shrink there like a firewood chicken."

"Hmph, I'm not convinced, you come and beat me. Come on, come on." Wu Yan stretched out his face, looking unbeaten.

The two provoked each other, and they didn't let each other in words, but they both sat on the ground and talked about it. Suddenly, both of them burst into laughter.

"If we meet again, how about fighting again."

"That's nature, such a battle, like drinking alcohol, can be described as intoxicating."

"Okay, that's a deal."

"A word is a certainty."

The two cherish each other, as if they haven't seen their old friends for many years. It's just that the sages will say goodbye, and I don't know when they will meet again.

This is the case between men, there is no sincerity between wine and meat, but there is truth under the fists and feet.

A true friend begins with interest, respects character, and is long in time, without the need to mix up day by day, without the fetters of vulgarity, far away from the end of the world, but also close at hand.

Regardless of these two people, it is a little difficult to deal with on stage, these two fight, who won in the end, there must be an explanation.

Zhao Ling and Zhao Yan glanced at each other, and there was a murderous aura in their eyes.

"Sister, it's windy, but I didn't see who took advantage of it, why don't you let the two of you continue to fight?" Zhao Yan said with a smile.

After all, Lu Ke is a few years older than Wu Qian, and if he continues to fight, he will not be able to really win, and then he will stomp on the stinky face of Zhao Ling, a sassy fox.

"My sister is very sure, just fight, but if you don't have a lottery, I'm afraid it's not interesting. I would like to give out a shark pearl and bet on Wu Gan to win." As he spoke, he took out a bead the size of a pigeon's egg from his sleeve. As soon as this pearl comes out, it still shines in the sunlight, and it is obviously not extraordinary.

When Zhang Qing and Zhao Qian next to them heard this, they were also interested, and they pouted one after another.

Zhao Yan had no choice but to take off the hosta on her head, "This thing is a magic weapon, and it is extremely lethal after being activated by spiritual energy. Yo, I forgot, but my sister can't practice qi. Forget it, I'll change it."

Zhao Ling smiled slightly, "It's okay, even if you can't urge it, it's okay for me to ask someone to scrape the sole of my shoes on weekdays."

The two looked at each other with a smile, sparks splashed everywhere, and they refused to show weakness. Seeing this, Zhao Qian and Zhang Qing hurriedly retreated with interest, and then mixed in, saying that these two women were going to sprinkle their anger on their heads.

The four of them are competitive here, but they don't want to think about whether Wu Gen and Lu Ke, who are sitting on the platform, can fight again, as for their life and death, how important is it to their own face.

As the password was passed down, Lu Ke frowned, and anger loomed between his usually peaceful eyebrows.

Wu Yan didn't care, and shouted, "Both of us are seriously injured, hurry up and lift the two of us closer, otherwise how can we fight to the death."

The attendant had no choice but to carry the two to the front.

Lu Ke sighed, could it be that he was really going to fall today.

Wu Yan grinned and stretched out his fist and lightly hammered it on his shoulder, "I'm afraid, I'll kill you with my invincible overlord punch."

Lu Ke was stunned for a moment, and he also lightly touched Wu Gan's forehead with his fist, "Little thief, watch me search for souls and kill the fist."

"Hammer your chest with my little fist."

"Disgusting, take it, monkey peach-picking."

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The two of you punched, I punched, and just sat on the ground and opened the dragon gate array.

Looking at the two of them playing fluttering boxing, the people around were dumbfounded, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

Zhao Ling and Zhao Yan's faces were pale, and their faces were frosty, and the actions of these two people were tantamount to slapping their mouths in public.

Only Chu Ji felt that the two of them were very interesting, squatting on the side with their hands on their cheeks, turning their heads around, and watching the two of them play treasure.

"That's enough." Zhao Chang finally couldn't help it, and looked at his daughter and Zhao Yan, "This battle is considered a draw between the two, let them go down." If it drags on like this, won't this group of sages become a joke?

Wu Gen and Lu Ke were helped down from the high platform and went to the mountainside house to rest. The entire mountain of Zhaoluan Peak is owned by Zhao Chang, so many houses have been built in the middle of the mountain for people to rest and rest.

The courtyard where Wu Gen is located is in a remote place, close to the mountain cliff, living alone in a corner, but it is very quiet.

After the doctor sent by the palace left, Chu Ji carefully served Wu Yan medicinal soup. fought with Lu Ke, don't look at the two of them fighting with each other in the end, but in fact, they were both injured.

Wu Gen lay on the bed, constantly recalling the moment when he fought with Lu Ke. The mountain-like fist roared in, trying to crush itself.

Martial arts is to fight with people, beasts, and the sky, and only then can there be a breakthrough between life and death.

Such a chess opportunity to meet the opponent is really rare, and at the critical moment, Wu Gan used the third page of the Yijing. For the first time in actual combat application, the qi and blood all over the body were squeezed to the extreme, and finally, the five-fold slash was born, and the original hazy fist intent gradually appeared.

It was only at this time that Wu Jian understood what his mind was.

The road is long and resistant, although there are many difficulties, I am determined to move forward, chisel the dangerous mountain, roll the turbulence, play a clear and free, play a free and easy.

The Qunxian Association is still continuing, but it has nothing to do with Wu Gan. finally made up for the shortcomings of his boxing skills, and just took advantage of the quiet place here to polish his boxing intent.

On the night of check-in, Wu Gen went to bed early due to physical injuries.

While he was sleeping soundly, Wu Yan had a strange dream. In the dream, I was on a road, flanked by dense woods, with gusting winds and mist. I don't know how long I walked, but the surrounding scene remained the same.

In a hurry, a woman carrying a burden appeared in front of her, carrying a red lantern in her hand, and swayed forward. The lantern flickered on and off, and it looked even more treacherous.

Sensing that something was wrong, Wu Yan wanted to stop, but for some reason, his feet did not obey the call and continued to follow the lantern.

At this time, Wu Jian didn't know that this woman was the source of the strange dream. If you don't get rid of this monster, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to get out of it.

Evil thoughts abruptly arose in his heart, and Wu Yan strode forward and knocked the woman to the ground with one punch.

The woman fell silently, blood flowing from under her, and the cloth covering the two burdens fell aside, and inside were the clothes of a child. A small jacket and a tiger hat.

A burst of childlike laughter sounded harsh in the silence.

A child emerged from Wu Gan's body, wearing a tiger head hat and black eyes, climbing up and down around Wu Gan's body. Just as he was surprised, Wu Jian found that the body of the woman who fell to the ground had disappeared. Not far ahead, another woman was carrying her burden.

Suddenly, a sharp pain came. When I looked down, I saw that the child was biting his shoulder, gnawing on it desperately, and laughing happily as he could. Soon, the flesh and blood on Wu Gan's shoulder disappeared, revealing the white bones of Sensen.

Frightened, Wu Gan struggled towards the child on his body. As soon as the fist approached, the child retracted into Wu Gan's body, and in the blink of an eye, it appeared on his back again, continuing to gnaw at flesh and blood.

After a few attempts, this strange thing is so flexible that it can't be removed at all. It was as if it had been born from Wu Gan's body, suddenly appearing and quietly disappearing.

The woman in front of her was still walking unhurriedly, Wu Gan endured the pain, tried her best to catch up, hugged her neck and twisted it, and the woman fell to the ground without resisting at all.

Soon, however, the woman in the underground disappeared and reappeared in front of her.

Another child appeared on Wu Gan's body, and the two children chattered and laughed, growing on Wu Gan's body, feeding on his physical body.

Under the pain, Wu Gan tried to run the grinding disc Dafa, but the grinding disc that came immediately on weekdays did not respond.

Punching the strange boy on his body, Wu Gan chased after the woman desperately, knocking her to the ground over and over again. In the end, there were nine strange children wearing tiger hats on their bodies, and they were already covered in blood and miserable.

His steps gradually slowed down, and his body was almost unable to support it. I wanted to run away, but my feet didn't listen to the command, and there was no other way but to move forward.

Finally, Wu Jian couldn't support it anymore and fell to the ground. It was only at this time that the woman stopped and turned her head towards Wu Gan.

In the dim light, the woman's faceless face appeared in front of Wu Gan, and the children's clothes in the two burdens were gone. Sticking out her long nails, the woman's hand grabbed Wu Gan's throat.

Seeing this, the nine children became more and more excited, laughing and playing non-stop, and blood dripping from the corners of their mouths from time to time.

At the same time, there were two people standing outside the small courtyard, both wearing black robes, standing and sitting.

A taller man spoke, "Why, can God be unaware of this person?" In order to make things go well for you, I have specially selected the most remote courtyard here. Hmph, dare to embarrass the prince and the lord of Weng, I really don't know how many heads I have."

The person sitting on the ground held a silk painting in his hand, and the painting showed the back of a woman, who was carrying the burden forward, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't worry, after entering this ghost mother and nine sons array, there are really few people who can escape.

Evil thoughts are born, evil children are present, as long as they are not magnolia-like characters, they are dead in this array. These devils are all transformed by their own evil thoughts, and they turn to eat themselves, to put it bluntly, they kill themselves alive.

This person killed Senior Brother Luo, I don't need you to explain, I will deal with him myself. However, the little girl in the courtyard cannot be killed, this son is pure-minded, and it is useless for the ghost mother to dream."

"That girl doesn't have to care about him, as long as she kills Wu Gan, she must not obediently attach to the palace. Besides, she has some abilities that the prince still values very much."

"Alright, almost, I'll help you a little more." The person sitting secretly lucked, and a mouthful of heart-sharp blood sprayed on the silk painting. Blood was sprinkled on the portrait of the woman, and the woman squirmed, as if to turn her body around.

Gao Ren glanced down, and couldn't help but be vigilant, this Luo Yuanbing and the brothers are so evil, one of them will fall on the road if he is not careful. If you have the opportunity, you have to persuade the prince well, the blade is easy to use, and you have to prevent the owner from hurting, but you have to find a means to counter it.

The person sitting on the ground is the senior brother of Luo Yuanbing, who was killed by Wu Gen and Chu Ji in the Iron Corpse of the Qunxian Society, and his name is Qiu Huan. As for the tall man, if Wu Jian was here at this time, he would have recognized this person as Gao Cheng, the chief steward of the Jinchun Palace.

The two of them stood outside the small courtyard where Wu Gen lived, and there was no one around, only the rustling of the bamboo forest, which was a little gloomy.

The woman in the painting finally turned her head, and her facial features, which were originally bare plates, slowly appeared, and she looked somewhat similar to Wu Gan.