Cui Ying held the head of the beast on the railing of the bridge, and it was visible to the naked eye that the mountains in the east were getting shorter and shorter, and it seemed that the silver falling bridge was an invisible boundary, and there was no good place to the east of the pound stone gorge since then.

No matter how much water comes from the west to the east, Cui Ying will not chant poetry against it, so he simply went to the other side, the bridge body is already very close to the waterfall water curtain, if ordinary people reach out to touch the water curtain, they still have to waste their strength, Cui Ying is a big man, with long legs and long hands, and he still needs to bend down to touch.

The moment he touched the water curtain, the hammer in his hand seemed to be pressed down and immediately drooped, and his arm was withdrawn, Cui Ying turned sideways, this time he was no longer in a hurry to reach out, and slowly inserted his palm into the water curtain.

Seeing that the water curtain was a little separated, she felt that the water curtain was not a thin layer, as for the thickness of the water, she couldn't try it with her hands.

Twist the palm of the vertical palm slowly, the water splashes begin to overflow, begin to pour into the cuffs, and finally change to raise the hand, the impact of the water is extremely pressing, slowly lifting, and the foot is lifted to the end after two times, and then the hand is stopped.

Wipe a handful of water marks on your face, throw out the water in your sleeves, and pat your clothes, it's not bad, it's not wet, it's a good dress.

After thinking about it, Cui Ying raised his hand and punched the waterfall in the air, the water curtain was pierced, and the mountain rocks behind him could be seen, but after an instant, it was washed down by the flowing water behind and restored again.

Cui Ying's legs were slightly bent, standing on the pile, holding her breath and concentrating, and venting at the waterfall with the move of hitting the cow in the air.

The fist opened the hole, around a circle, and so on several punches connected into a piece, the waterfall was like a big hole, Cui Ying made persistent efforts, wanting to see if he could temporarily cut off the flow of the waterfall by asking the fist.

Her almost careless punch caused the passers-by who were going to cross the bridge and watch the excitement suffer, the punch was violent, the water continued to explode, and the splash of water shrouded the vicinity, at first a few feet, and then the range increased dramatically, until it spread to the middle of the silver falling bridge.

Cui Ying's move to fight with the waterfall is not a novelty in the eyes of people who often come and go to the Silver Fall Bridge, whether it is one of the three bridges or the only bridge close to the waterfall, every time you pass a scene, there will be rumors that someone will come here to try your hand.

Probably because he thinks he has achieved great success and plans to make a name for himself. Or maybe they have a small achievement and plan to experience it. There are those who amaze everyone, there are those who are ridiculed, in short, wild cultivators, martial arts swordsmen, or monks with all kinds of magic weapons, and so on.

If you happen to catch up, even if you fall into the water, on the surface, at least it will catch people's attention, and if you can't catch up, just listen to the rumors, and it will be a big deal. There are also good deeds in Pound Stone Gorge, which has been specially compiled into a book, recording hundreds of people who have come here to practice in recent decades, and they have sold for a lot of money with these.

Cui Ying has already exerted seventy percent of her strength, and saw that the waterfall has been vacated to the size of a square circle, and if it goes bigger, it is inevitable that there will be leaks, and the water will flow down along the gaps, and the punches will not keep up, and the connection is not tight enough.

Finally, he took a breath, waited for the waterfall to recover, and threw a heavy punch, and the water curtain exploded nearly two feet, startling a large area of mist.

"Good, great, amazing!"

"It's amazing to be so young!"

"This should be the best in recent years."

"It's not bad, I've seen it a few times before, and it's good if you don't lose your armor for a while."

"I just saw that this person's boxing skills are fierce, and I don't want to look delicate with a face, which is rare, I don't know if there is a marriage match."

"The son-in-law under the list in the capital has become a son-in-law on the bridge to you?"

"You just say you're not red-eyed, right?"

"I'm disrespectful to the old and don't bother to pay attention to you."

……

Cui Ying was applauded by everyone with peace of mind, hugged her fists and raised her high, and said happily: "Appreciate your face, appreciate your face, admit it, admit it......"

Many people reacted at this time, it turned out to be a female martial artist, and everyone began to take the initiative to disperse slowly.

"What a heroine!"

A loud roar came.

Cui Ying's ears were bright, and he looked at the voice, near the bridgehead on the north bank, on a gorgeous attic observation deck, a thin man like a bamboo pole looked at Cui Ying in the middle of the bridge.

There were two other people beside the thin bamboo pole man, a bearded man dressed in tiger skin, and an old man with white hair and white clothes on the other side.

Cui Ying squinted at the thin bamboo pole, there was not a few taels of flesh on his face, his cheeks were sunken, he looked like a sick ghost, but his eyes were quite big, and his appearance was really weird.

"Can the woman come up and talk about it?"

Cui Ying muttered in her heart, the more she looked at this guy, the more disgusting she became, and waved her hand: "Excuse me, I'm not free." ”

That honor is too unappetizing.

After hearing this, the thin bamboo pole was surprised: "Oh, it's quite bold." ”

shouted to Cui Ying: "What is the origin, report it to the master." ”

Cui Ying looked at the thin bamboo pole clothes and was not bad, he should be a rich man, he could not raise a fat body with this family, and the sick ghost had no choice but to run.

The thin bamboo pole is good at observing words and looks, and the woman's eyes really make him uncomfortable, "Look at you are a woman, it is not easy to learn this martial arts, don't anger the young master again and again, the young master is generous, and the clay man will also be angry, you are so self-conscious." Again, where did it come from? ”

"I won't say it, what's the matter?" Cui Ying shook his fist at him, "Come down and compare and draw, the kind that points to the end, never use the yin trick." ”

The thin bamboo pole bared his teeth and said: "It's hard, right, these people in the rivers and lakes are pure reckless, and they have to make moves at every turn, just looking at my weak body, I don't want to think about why I can stand here, this is a place where ordinary people can come?" ”

Don't look over your head for a while, and ask the white-haired old man beside him, "Tan Xian, can you see the calendar?" ”

Tan Boran said: "Listening to this person's unfamiliar accent, and he is so young, he must not be from the three major dynasties of Yujinzhou and their affiliates.

You can't fake a lot of kung fu, in a wilderness and remote place, some hidden masters may be able to teach such a brilliant young man. ”

After a while, Tan Boran, who had been staring at the woman on the bridge, suddenly spoke: "I remember, this accent seems to be from Nan Yuzhou." ”

The thin bamboo pole suddenly realized, it turned out to be a foreigner, "What else did Tan worship see?" ”

Tan Boran retracted his gaze, waved his hand and said: "Don't think it's too beautiful, I have some unpopular methods, and it is not a long-faced ability to shoot at a junior." ”

Xu Zhugan was helpless, knowing that his family enshrined some rules and regulations, if there was no big accident, the old guy would never break the rules for the wishes of his master.

"To fight or not to fight? Don't beat Lao Tzu and leave. Cui Ying asked with a yawn.

On both sides of the bridge and the riverbank, the crowd had not dispersed much at this time, and seeing that there was excitement to see, everyone craned their necks together and waited for the thin bamboo pole to respond.

Xu Siye was so angry that he couldn't scream, pointed at the female martial artist and said, "It's too rampant." ”

The man with a tiger skin and beard on the other side was finally able to interject and said: "Sixth Master Xu is a little restless, let me go and meet this martial artist, it can't be an embroidered pillow, it will only be noisy in the mouth." ”

Xu Liuye calmed down a little, looked at him deeply, and said, "Okay, Huang Yuanrong, you can have a good discussion with that female martial artist for the young master and me." "When I say the last few words, the bite is very strong.

Huang Yuanrong jumped out of the terrace and fell down, just outside the bridge.

After Xu Liuye saw Huang Yuanrong's skills, he turned his head and said in disgust: "Lao Huang's skills, no matter how I look at it, it's wrong." ”

Tan Boran was saying, "If he is a good player, can he find you here?" ”

Xu Liuye, whose real name is Xu Shaobi, knew why, and said unconvinced: "I can only eat some leftovers, I must be poor." ”

Tan Boran didn't intend to give him face at all, "Not only are you poor, but you don't have power in your hands, you deserve to only pick up other people's leftovers." ”

"Okay, Brother Tan, I'm also the head of the family, you work hard for me, you can't always poke my heart."

"Sure enough, the merchant is as thick-skinned as the city wall, and the little fairy money you give every month is at most for you, as for you? You have the face to say, but I don't even have the face to listen. ”

Xu Shaobi spat on his face, and when he heard that the tone of the offering was wrong, he immediately turned to the bottom, "How long do you think that female martial artist can last?" ”

Tan Boran said: "Huang Yuanrong has been in harmony for some years, that female martial artist just made a move, looking very capable of bluffing people, but in fact, he is only refining the Qi realm, if Huang Yuanrong is willing to use all his means and is willing to make a dead hand, it is estimated that the female martial artist will not be able to hold up the tea kung fu." ”

Xu Shaobi pouted and said, "It's okay, you can't say slow." If Huang Yuanrong can really teach me a good lesson to this martial artist from other continents, he will give him the position of guest secretary in his heart. ”

Tan Boran said: "At that time, you still need to throw some money at him, and it is enough to be promoted to Jindan." ”

Xu Shaobi nodded and said: "It must be so, otherwise outsiders will hear that he is a monk, and he is a little cultivated, so he has to squeeze through the door of his house."

Huai Cai did not meet, seeking Bole, listening to my ears calloused, annoying. ”

Tan Boran glanced at him and said disdainfully: "You can make do with it." ”

Huang Yuanrong walked to the bridge, just took out the axe, thought for a moment and then took it back, at this time someone upstairs watched, he saw the details of some female martial artists, compared to her, his cultivation is only high and not low, and he doesn't plan to win too simply, some bullying.

Looking for relationships layer by layer, and spent a lot of savings of fairy money, so I had the opportunity to come to the "Xu Liuye" to recommend myself, and planned to ask for a guest position who could take money and do things.

To be a doorman, his status is too low, and he is not good at things that are lively.

The worship status is naturally a lot more noble, but he also knows that his ability is not good, so he doesn't make people laugh.

After compromise, Keqing, who should have nothing to do and be able to get money, was explicitly promised by him that as long as he gave him Keqing, he would do things for the master's family himself.

For a few days, that Xu Liuye was never salty or indifferent to him, without explicit or hint, as if he was fishing for him to walk in a circle, which made Huang Yuanrong extremely uncomfortable.

Coincidentally, I met a martial artist in the rivers and lakes, and he can still win steadily, and when the matter is over, it is just when Guangming grows up and asks Xu Liuye about Keqing, which has become the best, and he can't leave early, so as to find another way out.

Lao Tzu doesn't have much money, he has already spent some of it, and he doesn't have the heart and effort to play with your rich children.

The rangers and wild cultivators in the rivers and lakes have never been born, and they may only be the eyes of the big ones who can't get into the big families, and the people in the rivers and lakes who don't have much ability but have a high heart would rather bear the name of the rangers and wild cultivators, and even fall into the grass, and no longer want to pick and choose for those big dogs.