Chapter Eighty-Three: It's a Real Illusion

The peeping man in the room cursed in his heart; Okay, you prodigal son, finally died under the pomegranate skirt one day, since even the dusty woman like the pink peach blossom and the willow Chun Yuyan dare to hug and sleep, forget it, this person is rotten wood can not be carved and the wall of dung cannot be enclosed, and there is nothing to save. As he spoke, he jumped out of the deep mountains.

The two of them were anxious to see that a figure had fallen beside them, and Meng Yan said, "How about that person here?" Leng Mofeng said disdainfully: "Yes, where are you having a good time, I also inquired, here the water side and the high priest of the Peach Blossom Pavilion is also included, and the well in the moon is sitting on the group of fangs, so happy!" ”

Bai Yingxue frowned when she heard this, don't turn around and don't speak, Meng Yan glared at Leng Mofeng and asked him not to say it, but Leng Mofeng didn't vomit or be unhappy: "The white girl, Jing Zhongyue is a wanderer, looking at herself handsome, but she seems to be a disciple, I heard that most of this kind of people are affectionate, since he can have a skin-to-skin relationship with the female devil Chun Yuyan, just imagine that this person must be a wanderer who goes to prostitution and prostitution, and you are a prostitute and a wanderer, but you are always abandoned, like the new and hate the old, I can only say what I should say, now it is like today, Otherwise, it's better to go back first. As she spoke, she gestured to Meng Yan and asked her to step forward to persuade Bai Yingxue.

Meng Yan stepped forward extremely intelligently and said: "I know that Jing Zhongyue is not only handsome, but also has the Kunlun Divine Skill Nine Wu Longyang Secret, it is inevitable that some people in the world will use it to provoke it, what is the use of you being sad alone, who will pity you, it is better to go back to the inn first and think about it in the long run." ”

Bai Yingxue wiped away the green tears, and the flowers were delicate. Leng Mofeng took out three BMW horses, and Meng Yan quipped: "Where did you come from!" Leng Mofeng didn't answer, handed over the reins to her first sect, and turned over himself to open the way like a horse.

In front of the inn, there were officials, who were examining a corpse, and the people in the inn were driven outside, and no one was allowed to enter.

There is a family can not go back to find someone to inquire only to know that the innkeeper was killed a few days ago, today Shen Shi was found by passers-by to report to the government office, just one happened to catch up, the innkeepers who lived in the inn were driven out, one by one strictly interrogated.

Leng Mofeng didn't let the two of them come forward for fear of adding unnecessary trouble, so the three of them hurriedly drove away and found an inn on Suzaku Long Street to stay.

Wulin Inn has been gossiping for a while, since the Wu shopkeeper was killed, the business has not declined, and there are still people who have been living in the store, and the innkeeper has also become a pretty widow, who looks like an outstanding demeanor, and everyone calls her Huo Sanniang, this person wears Luo Hong's pleated skirt and is not old, the figure is concave and convex, a pair of phoenix eyes under the willow eyebrows are looking forward to shining, and there are always sultry autumn waves, the cherry lips are ruddy and coveted, and the gorgeous and beautiful is like a red apricot on the wall, For this reason, as long as you want to see its sultry demeanor, people who will see its flowers, whether they are pedestrians, diners, and rangers, they also want to see its true face.

The inn business is booming, the downstairs is full of guests and friends, the people who enter the door stand in front of the door and look around, see that there is no empty seat and turn to leave, Huo shopkeeper stepped forward and stopped: "This strong man has a wing room upstairs, and the price is the same as downstairs." ”

The young man nodded and took off the half-foot-long price wrapped in the cloth on his back in his hand, and replied with a hand, and a diner sitting on the side may have drunk too much, and said: "Young man, this is the martial arts inn Huo Sanniang is amorous, like you, a young man should not be so indifferent to the beauty, if you want me to hug it into my arms, I put down the wine trout and stepped forward to hug Huo Sanniang's slender willow waist, the young man didn't hear what to do and went upstairs alone, the proprietress clapped her hands and said:" You old drunkard, who is not long-sighted, is a descendant of the Yang family in Xi'an. ”

The drunkard was half drunk, and a scribe sitting on the table opposite him put down his wine glass and took the proprietress and said: "The world is called invincible, but Yang's pear flower marksmanship, this is recorded in the battle record, saying this, this is a well-known character, and He Liangchen He Weisheng, who is comparable to General Qi Jiguang." ”

Huo Sanniang also quipped: "Speaking of General Qi, there is also a record in the new book of General Qi's Ji Xiao, the method of the spear began with the Yang family, which is called the pear blossom in the world, and the magic lies in the familiarity. ”

The scribe didn't dare to underestimate this boss lady, just his few words, but when the general Qi Jiguang recorded in Ji Xiaoxin's book, she could know that it could be regarded as a way to learn martial arts.

The old drunkard was sober, but he was a little nonsense: "Yes, his name is Yang Huan is the descendant of the Yang family gun, I heard rumors that the Yang family gun was created by a woman, and the Yang family in Xi'an has a spear in the entire six northern provinces, and the gunmen are all praised for it."

Sitting on the side, this person is also anxious to see that this person is dressed in a narrow-sleeved shirt, and is also a person who practices martial arts, with short hair, our Puen Zen master of Emei, Sichuan Province has a unique marksmanship, and he has studied in the secret room for two years to understand the gun theory and essence of the gun and then carry the gun skills to cruise in the martial arts, no comparison, the name is moving, and then its marksmanship is passed on to Huizhou such as the jade moon empty walker, and then such as the book named Emei marksmanship.

Another bald man slapped the table and shook the table, looking at this person with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and his waist seemed to be a Shaolin disciple's Henan accent: "What the hell!" As far as your Emei marksmanship is the world's first Shaolin Hong Zhuanmeng Green Hall's marksmanship is the ancestor of marksmanship, presumably you must listen to the process of fighting Cheng Zongyou's people, this person is young and good at martial arts for the true art, where the famous teacher, has been in Shaolin for ten years, the monk Hong Zhuan Hongji Master true biography, and the monk Zong Nu Zongdai taught, and later became the leader of the Shaolin lay disciples, famous for the Shaolin white eyebrow stick method, and the spear and single knife skills can be said to be the best at the moment, the spear master Li Ke compound Liu Guangdu The two predecessors are ranked in the martial arts spectrum, A generation of sword master Liu Sanfeng gave him a single knife stunt, coupled with his own integration of the old and the new, now into the martial arts has already been superb, the clan in the middle of the Cheng Cheng called it its stabbing although the landslide tide is not enough to say its bravery, the wind and thunder is not enough to say its agility, the water layer of ice, not enough to say its strict and neat. Its Shaolin marksmanship is the most important martial arts marksmanship in the world.

For a while, the inheritor of Emei marksmanship and the heir of Shaolin marksmanship quarreled, and the two had long wanted to compare to see who had exquisite marksmanship.

Huo Sanniang really had a way to pour two glasses of wine, holding one in her left hand and one in her right hand, and approached them: "Today is the fault of the old lady, I drank these two glasses of wine, and today's account is also recorded on my head, I invite you, I am also the day of today's inn's new business, and I hope that all the heroic grandmasters will sell me my love." ”

This bald man snorted; "Sanniang, I can also stop, but this kid seems to be very unconvinced when he looks at him like that, my master Cheng Zongyou is a generation of grandmasters, I can't lose his face."

I know that as the saying goes, be merciful and forgiving, don't strong men even refuse to sell Sanniang to save face?

The yellow-faced and short-haired man over there waved his hand, and it didn't matter if the boss lady was bright and shiny, regardless of it, if you have the ability, you and I will compete in the martial arts.

That's not right! Okay, today's drink will be the old lady's invitation to wait, everything is easy to say.

A man and a woman came in outside the door, the woman was charming, the man was heroic, the man was half-hugging the woman's willow waist, the woman was snuggled on the man's shoulder, everyone present recognized that the woman sold human skin and fake face, and left a lot of headless public cases in the rivers and lakes, the man was heroic, his clothes and hair were elegant, the back was draped in the hair, the hair was fluttering, the hair was fluttering in the forehead, the breeze was blowing, the beautiful jade tree was in the wind, and the people in the corner of the room flashed a trace of doubt on their cold faces, and called out three words Jing Zhongyue.