123, the death of Wang Wu

Bang!

The figure fell heavily.

Bloody dispersion.

Under the starry night, everyone staggered to the ground.

Tragic!!

Violent gasps, surging heartbeats, and...... Wind......

Just when everyone thought that the dust had settled on this battle, the figure that fell to the ground suddenly stood up straight.

Under the starlight, looking from a distance, Gan Fengchi could still see the slightest human appearance, his head was scattered, his seven orifices saw blood, his eyes were two blood holes, and his chest had a severed arm penetrating.

Everyone's heartstrings were tight, and they were all shocked......

With such an injury, can you still fight?

It's just that without waiting for everyone to move, Gan Fengchi shook his body and paused violently, his hideous face also froze, and then fell on his back. The pores that were originally exhausted are now open in unison, and the blood can't help but surge, and the scene is both surprising and treacherous.

Yang Luchan's face was like gold paper, strode to Wang Wu's side, stretched out his hand to put his left arm on the broken edge, and had already urged several key points to be sealed.

Seeing that the blood flow had stopped a little, Yang Luchan sighed, "Mingkui, let's retreat!" ”

Dong Haichuan exhaled a breath of turbidity, looked deeply at everyone present, especially Li Cunyi and Cheng Tinghua, and said softly: "Su Tang, Ying Fang, go for the teacher!" ”

After finishing speaking, he shook his sleeves and went away with Yang Luchan, and he retired after success.

The corners of Li and Cheng's eyes were red, I am afraid that the two ancestors were holding their breath just for the first battle of this Gan Fengchi, and now that the battle is over, the strength will be dissipated, and it will be in the footsteps of Li Luoneng in the near future.

However, the two are already people outside the world, even if the oil runs out and the lamp is dry, they will not reappear in the world, and this is goodbye.

Regardless of the pain, Li Cunyi and Cheng Tinghua looked at Wang Wu lying on the ground again, and their expressions were miserable.

Liu Yubai and Sun Lutang also relieved themselves, and looked at Wang Wu, who had broken his arm and was slowly exhaling, and they were also silent.

Li Cunyi's eyes were moist, and he bent over and asked softly, "Zhengyi, do you still have something to tell?" ”

Wang Wu looked at the boundless starry sky, shook his head, smiled slightly, and said in a low voice: "I have done what I should do, and the rest will be left to future generations." ”

After a few words, his chest was still heaving.

At this moment, a figure in the distance strode back with starlight.

It was none other than Chen Zhuo, who came back to help.

His face was pale and frightening, and he had a tense expression when he glimpsed the situation from afar, but he was first happy, and when he looked closely, he could already see the extremely miserable death of the chaifu.

Win?

While breathing a sigh of relief in his heart, his expression was stunned, and he was immediately stunned, his eyes fell, he looked at Wang Wu on the ground, and knelt down.

Looking at the terrifying severance that was torn apart by the muscles, a bit of painful struggle flashed in Chen Zhuo's eyes.

He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to cover it, but his arm trembled, and fell back, his pale lips moved, and it took a long time for him to call in a hoarse voice, "Master! ”

Wang Wu came back to his senses when he heard the sound, turned his neck slightly, looked at Chen Zhuo, and saw that he came back alive, and his gradually dim eyes suddenly brightened again.

He relieved for a long time, and his chest sank, "Now that the great trouble has been eliminated, in the future, this martial arts rivers and lakes, the world of the world, please leave it to you......"

Wang Wu looked at Chen Zhuo again and said, "Huh...... Running around for a lifetime, stumbling for half a life, since stepping into this human battlefield, the old man is greeted by swords and swords, and there has never been a day of peace of mind...... I came all the way for the teacher, and what I saw ......"

As he spoke, Wang Wu didn't say anything, and smiled faintly, "For the rest, the old man wants to talk to another old man, so I won't tell you." ”

He finally let out a long sigh of relief, slowly straightened his gaze again, and his chest gradually calmed down as he gasped violently.

Looking at the starry sky, Wang Wu's eyes gradually faded.

Like, it's like the stars in the sky when I toasted with that person on the roof many years ago and drank with him.

However, the stars are still the same, and the old friend is gone.

"Zhuangfei, I'm here!"

With a whisper, a soft sigh, a generation of grandmasters passed away.

……

……

Tsumon.

Warm spring.

On the rippling wooden boat, the sky was a little early, and the sleeping Chen Zhuo suddenly woke up from his dream, full of murderous intent, just listening to the dogs and chickens on the shore, and then looking at Xu Sanye, who was cooking fish on the bow of the boat, was suddenly stunned again.

He looked at his scabbed, wounded arms, as if he remembered something.

The old man was bare-chested, looking at the heat in the pot, and he knew that Chen Zhuo had woken up.

As if he had long been accustomed to it, Xu Sanye rubbed his fishy hands on his dirty knee pants, turned his head and bared his teeth and greeted: "Master Chen, lie down again, this soup will have to wait for a while." ”

Hearing this, Chen Zhuo lay back again, looking at the slowly swaying shed, for a while, his eyes trembled, and suddenly sadness came from it.

Xu Sanye heard the painful and suppressed moan behind him, his shoulders trembled, and he smiled bitterly: "Oh, which one are you singing?" When you gave the fifth master a funeral in Cangzhou, you could hold on and not snort, and now it's been half a month, why did you suddenly cry. ”

It turned out that it had been more than a month since the battle of Tongxuan.

The old man laughed, wiping away his tears.

"The fifth master is a hero in one place every day in his life, and there is nothing to cry about...... Although Chen Ye, you are bold and have high martial arts, but many truths are not as clear as my old man, in this bullshit world, how can you do everything as you want, it is enough to ask for no regrets, we should all look forward......"

Seeing that the fish soup in the pot gradually rolled into milky white, Xu Sanye scooped out a small spoonful, took a sip, tasted the taste, and his eyes lit up, "Hey, mind the taste...... Tunnel! ”

"Old man Cheng said that you suffered a lot of damage to your qi and blood, and you were also injured internally, and you were shocked, and your mood fluctuated, and when you came back, you vomited blood all the way, almost scared people to death, you have to recuperate well, otherwise I am afraid that you will fall into the root of the disease......"

Glimpsing Chen Zhuo lying motionless on the boat, he talked to himself without a stubble.

"This fish soup is the most nourishing, I specially asked for the recipe, I heard that those girls who have given birth to children rely on drinking this milk water, and then stew two old hens for you tomorrow, and make sure you are alive."

The weather is warm, Chen Zhuo is also shirtless, and his fine upper body is gone, and the scars left by licking blood from the knife edge for many years are gone, and even the old skin has faded clean.

"Third master, have they come back?"

He asked.

Xu Sanye waved his hand, "Old Hero Li has explained, don't worry about those things at these times, the rest is some trivial work." ”

Chen Zhuo got up and walked out of the shed, the warm breeze was blowing, and the blue shadow was rippling, reflecting the green willows and pink on both sides.

He breathed a sigh of relief, sat down at the bow of the boat, and unconsciously grew a layer of black stubble on his cold and hard face, a little less sharp, a little more resolute, his cheeks were also thin, and his cheeks were slightly sunken, as if he had been sinking for many years, full of sickness, and very pale.

In this battle, the martial arts masters of the north and south are afraid that they will lose most of them, and the old monster of Tongxuan is almost dead...... Kung Fu can be regarded as a complete decline in the years.

Taking the soup bowl handed by Xu Sanye, Chen Zhuo blew it, just drank two sips, and suddenly saw three people walking on the shore, one tall and two short, all of whom were middle-aged.

Although he looked at all the ragged ones, his eyes were full of splendour, one of them was carrying a strange spear, and the person on the left side of the two people with the sword on the right was carrying two hands.

It was actually the only Wudang Sword Immortal Song and the Natural Gate Xu Dwarf, as well as Li Shuwen.

It is estimated that I have been running around for too long, and the shoes on my feet are worn out, and each one is darker and more gray-faced.

Chen Zhuo hurriedly got up and greeted, "Uncle Xu, Uncle Li, Uncle Song!" ”

The three of them walked on the boat, originally wanting to talk, but when they smelled the fish soup, they moved the stool and sat down scolding.

"The first one is okay, it is a bit of the courage of a martial artist, although it took a little effort, it is not difficult, how can I think that the second body is amazing, slippery is not good, and it is still the number of assassinations, so that we have not eaten a full meal, so we are afraid of poisoning, so we went around in the north and blocked the guy outside the gate."

Li Shuwen smashed his mouth, took the bowl and chopsticks handed over by Xu Sanye, and picked up the meat with the chopsticks.

The other two were not left behind.

This seems to be an unusual complaint, but the implication is that he has killed two old monsters.

Xu Dwarf's silver hair fell down, and Wen Yan smiled: "It's not all the work of the three of us, the first one met a few Southern Sect Grandmasters first, and had a vicious fight, and finally we found the trace." ”

Song only ate very Sven, and asked casually, "I heard that your master went?" ”

Without waiting for Chen Zhuo to respond, Li Shuwen glanced at him, "People are gone, God stays!" ”

Chen Zhuo nodded, "I know!" ”

When they heard this, they said no more.

A large pot of fish soup was divided up by the three of them in a blink of an eye, and they just waved their hands when they got up, and they went their separate ways.

When Li Shuwen left, he caught a glimpse of the first line of sky peeing and mud playing on the shore, suddenly changed his attention, stayed for a night, and went to the capital with a line of sky after obtaining Xu Sanye's consent the next day.

It's almost two months again.

The season when the cicadas are chirping.

Jinmen, gold and silver building.

The prostitutes and gamblers who came and went in the past were suddenly rare, and they were replaced by some martial arts experts and people in the rivers and lakes.

On the high hanging signboard, a stone is still firmly embedded in the plaque, spotless.

Upstairs and downstairs, there were mostly young girls looking out, as well as the bookkeeper, and the large and small teapots that watched the guests coming in and out.

In the past, there was no such scene in this building, not to mention that those who claimed to be first-class would never do big things in such dust.

It was dark, and outside the splendid building, you could already see the carriages rushing over, lined up, parked for half a street, and looked at the stupid people coming and going, the coachmen alone guarded nearly a hundred, and there were many disciples from various sects.

The spoily gangsters who used to come to the door to "eat treasures" are now all gone.

Aside from these, you can still hear the gongs and drums in the building, and the movement of singing songs, as soon as you mention it, you will know that it must be the most popular corner in Peking Opera today, Yang Xiaolou.

Gold and Silver Building, 3rd floor.

The huge private room is full of more than 80 wooden chairs.

The light and dark colors of the lights reflect the faces with different contours, all of which are solemn.

Through the glass of the window door, there were also a lot of people.

The first person, the green robe is simple, holding three big incense, under the misty incense, it can be seen that there is an apricot yellow flag standing in front of him, embroidered with the words "Shenzhou League".

The man straightened his waist and bent over, and he had already raised the incense flag and bowed three times in the air.

On the side, he saw a waiter's eyes wide open, and he shouted: "Shenzhou Juyi!" ”

Everyone in the audience stood up and bowed their hands, bowed to the flag, and said in unison: "Live and die together, take care of each other!" ”

The lights outside the building are red and green, and you only hear the cicadas and the music......

(End of chapter)