The peony demon in front of the court is unqualified, and the hibiscus on the pond is pure and affectionate.

Only the peony is true to the national color, and the flowers move the capital when they bloom.

Luoyang is no longer the capital, but the Luoyang Peony Flower Festival is magnificent, beautiful, and still a grand scene in the world, attracting countless people to come here to play.

Shen Lian swore that he was really here to play.

For four or five days in a row, except for going to the Bishan faction to visit the one-armed gods, the rest of the time was spent in Luoyang.

Seeing Shen Lian's posture, most people felt a lot more at ease, a few people had doubts, thinking that Shen Lian was paralyzing them, and more intelligent people knew that Shen Lian could not be paralyzing them.

- because they don't have the qualifications!

Even the martial arts family of the Tang Sect, the super-large water bandit of the Twelve Serial Dock Waterways, Shen Lian dared to take people to kill them directly, why do they need to act and deceive?

Are they qualified to let Shen Lian act?

Even if Hui, Chi, You, and Ge, the four families are united, can they withstand Shen Lian's impact for a few rounds?

Cunning as a fox, as ferocious as a wolf, and as fierce as a leopard, the homecoming master returned to Baiying and made several deductions.

Hui Baiying is very sure of one thing, that is, even if they cooperate sincerely, their subordinates are loyal, and their strength is gathered together, they can't stop a round of charge.

So, why did Shen Lian act against them?

Couldn't Shen Lian go out to play?

Could it be that Shen Lian said that when he went out to play, he had to wonder if it was related to "traveling" home?

That's not how reading comprehension works.

This is unfounded.

After thinking about these things, Hui Bai should restrain his family a little and let them not cause trouble.

Don't make trouble, Shen Lian is too lazy to deal with them.

If you have to cause trouble, you bumped into Shen Lian's hand and was slapped to death by Shen Lian, and Hui Baiying would say that she died well.

As for the worship masters who returned home......

There was no offering at home.

There are only third-rate goods who are submissive, sloppy, and eat and drink, and they are just happy to raise.

Those who have the ability have long been beaten to death by Hui Baiying's son, who will not allow anyone to rob him of power, he is the only one to go home.

Don't say it's an outsider, and neither can your brothers and sisters.

Hui Baiying only rejected a son.

The name of the rejection is "absolute".

Hate, ruthless, ferocious, ruthless, and killing.

Rejection is such a "never" person.

Absolutely to others.

It's also amazing for yourself.

Many people advised him not to be so desperate, otherwise it would be easy to encounter a strong enemy and refuse to sneer at him, he was just fierce and arrogant, but he was not a fool and a fool.

The people who refused to provoke were all people he could afford to provoke, such as warriors who took refuge in their homes, such as second- and third-rate figures in the rivers and lakes, and ...... Duan Fei.

Duan Fei is a relatively famous figure in Luoyang in recent times, because he has had dinner with Shen Lian, Shen Lian does not reject him, and even asks Duan Fei to pass on the news.

It is even rumored that Duan Fei got the most strange encounter in Bishan, which is comparable to Guo Jing more than 100 years ago.

Shenlong saw the master beggar who did not see the end of the head, ate a meal of the stupid boy, and taught the stupid boy martial arts.

Some people here questioned, wasn't it because of the delicious food made by Huang Rong that Hong Qigong couldn't resist the temptation of food, so he taught Guo Jing martial arts?

Of course not!

What kind of character is Hong Qigong?

What kind of era were you in?

In the last years of the dynasty, corrupt officials were rampant, the people's livelihood was miserable, and the people were displaced and reduced to beggars on the streets.

Hong Qigong became the leader of the beggars in the world in a chaotic era, and his eyes have seen the most filthy, darkest and cruelest world at the bottom.

How could such a person teach such a mastery of the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending Sect because of his appetite?

What is taught for food?

Bells and whistles.

That's it, it's still to give Huang Yaoshi face.

Hong Qigong taught Guo Jing to descend the dragon and eighteen palms, because he saw Guo Jing's simple and chivalrous nature and saw that Guo Jing was a piece of jade, so he personally polished it.

Tianji Pavilion made an analysis of this matter, and the leaders of the beggar gang were all from the bottom, experienced the rolling red dust, saw the suffering of the world, and understood the method of observing people.

There is no mantra for this method, but each generation of high-level figures in the Beggar Gang, perhaps the leader of the gang, or the elder, will definitely awaken their supernatural powers and find the real heroes.

The beggar gang has been founded for thousands of years, and the beggar gang has gone through countless hardships, and the chosen gang leaders dare not say that they are all benevolent, righteous and brave, but they can also be called heroes.

In the mouth of the rivers and lakes, this is just a joke.

This is true in the accounts of the Great Family.

The more the ancient family is inherited, the deeper the understanding of this, otherwise how can the poor family gang survive so many crises of extinction? How can it survive to this day?

Whenever the beggar gang encounters a life-and-death crisis, there are genius masters who rise like comets to solve the sect disaster.

Once or twice is enough.

How can it be like this every time?

How can there be so many coincidences in the world?

Jianghu people believe in luck, luck, and coincidence, but the family does not believe it, what they observe is people's hearts, what they earn is profit, and what they calculate is human nature, and it is impossible to put the hope of family inheritance on the ethereal luck.

When Duan Fei's experience spread, Liu Zhongyuan was a little excited in anger, and the Ge family pretended not to know, and the You Jiachi family sent some benefits and prepared to form a good fate.

Only to go home is very dissatisfied with this.

I am absolutely dissatisfied.

He had seen Duan Fei, a stupid boy who was stupid and stupid like a cow, with dull qualifications and low martial arts, no matter what way he looked at it, Duan Fei was not worthy of favor.

If the old beggar has a crush on Chi Ridu, or You Yusha, even if he refuses to be envious and jealous, at most he will sulk, but since it is Duan Fei, he has to try it with his fists if he refuses, whether Duan Fei is qualified or not!

Since he met the old beggar that day, Duan Fei went to Bishan every day to practice martial arts, and refused to inquire a little, so he knew the path he was returning to, and prepared for an ambush in advance.

……

Duan Fei has been having a good time lately.

He could feel the growth of his martial arts.

He felt that as long as he practiced martial arts hard, he would be able to help Liu Zhongyuan sooner or later and revitalize the prestige of the Changlong Dart Bureau.

Just as Duan Fei was returning to the city, he suddenly saw a strange man in the corner of the wall, the strange man was quite good-looking, but his hair was unkempt and his beard was knotted, and he was crazy, like a lion king in the twilight who was seriously injured and decrepit.

Looking at the "Lion King" who fell to the ground, Duan Fei was a little touched in his heart, put the dry food and salted meat next to the old man, and took off his coat to wrap the old man's body.

"Uncle, that's all I can do, if you don't have a place to go, it's better to find a temple and Taoist temple, I heard that the monks of the White Horse Temple are compassionate."

Duan Fei whispered a few words, gritted his teeth, and put the pocket money issued by the master beside the old man.

"Why help me?"

The old man suddenly asked, and his eyes flashed with indescribable cruelty, like a demon in hell.

"There's no reason, I'll help when I see it, I just eat a few less meals, I'm as strong as a cow, and I'm out of the way."

Duan Fei waved his hand and left in style.

"Help...... Help...... Hiss...... Why didn't anyone help me? Have I ever helped someone? Who the hell am I? Why is this kid helping me? ”

The clarity in the old man's eyes quickly dissipated, his eyes became blurred, and the occasional flash of ferocity and fierceness could make people think of Yan Maniacs, they seemed to be the same kind of people.

Duan Fei was at a loss for this, he just subconsciously helped, he didn't think about the identity of the old man, he didn't care about his origin, and he didn't care if there was a return.

Duan Fei felt that he had already gained a lot.

At least he's very satisfied now.

Satisfied want to have a good drink.

Reaching into his arms, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The silver had already been given to the old man, so he could only go back to the inn to see if the master had left dinner.

Just when Duan Fei was fantasizing, more than a dozen people rushed out of the surroundings, dressed in black and robed, and even the blades in their hands were black, attacking his vital points at the same time.

Front, back, left, and right are all enemies.

Black enemies.

Dark Killing.

They have a mark to identify their own people, and the poisonous killing move only greets Duan Fei, and they will definitely not accidentally injure their own people, but will only take Duan Fei's life.

Although the number of people is not too much, there are seventeen or eighteen kinds of blades used, and there are also seventeen or eighteen kinds of hidden weapons, with sharp and thorny and with hooks, light and heavy, rigid and soft, fast and slow, and all kinds of blades are crazy to blast out.

Duan Fei's personality is relatively straightforward, he is not good at improvisation, and now that he is attacked by a surprise attack, he is even more overwhelmed, his body subconsciously dodges, and his right hand subconsciously clenches into a fist, blasting out a sharp punch.

Everyone underestimated Duan Fei's qualifications.

If you have to pass on the appropriate martial arts, even if you only practice hard for three or four days, your strength will improve by leaps and bounds.

The strength of the fist was like a wall, blasting back all the attacks on the right, and Duan Fei rushed like a bull, blasting out the left fist hidden under the ribs against the black shadow on the right.

Duan Fei didn't know what kind of punch it was.

He only knew that the boxing technique was not suitable for him, and every time he swung his fist, he could feel comfortable all over his body.

"Bang!"

A black shadow was blown away two or three feet.

"Whew!"

A tornado rolled up in the direction of the black shadow being blown away.

A tornado in pitch black.

There is a fierce god hidden in the tornado.

He is about the same age as Duan Fei, and his facial features are very delicate when they are separated, but when they are put together, there is an indescribable fierceness and ugliness, and he refuses.

Refusal's face was covered with bruises.

Like a map of criss-crossed rivers, the intricate tiles on this young face make him look like a demon in the underworld, and like a bloodthirsty demon.

"You're Duan Fei?"

"I ...... You are ......"

"Let me see what you're capable of!"

Before Duan Fei could figure out the situation, he had already swirled and flew towards him, like a dark tornado.

The rejection is ten times more terrifying than the Black Whirlwind.

The black whirlwind is just easy to kill, good people, bad people, men, women, old people, children, monks, and Taoists are all killed, in the eyes of the black whirlwind Li Kui, there is no difference between life and grass mustard.

It's never the same.

Refuse to like brutal killing.

He likes to break people's bones one by one.

He loved the wails and fears of his enemies before they died.

He likes to give the enemy hope of survival first, and when the enemy is full of hope, he tramples it down.

Refused, prepared to kill Duan Fei in this way.

There are two kinds of schooling that go home.

One is the "rejuvenation of the wonderful hand" that specializes in saving people.

One is the "lack of art" that specializes in killing people.

There are a total of six styles of "Huitian Lack Technique", which combines 61 of the sharpest tricks of 11 sects, and also contains 19 kinds of strength that emphasize both yin and yang.

It is said that this martial art is used to the extreme, even if it is a character like Su Mengzhen, he has to retreat.

Although the refusal is far from being practiced to the fullest, it is enough to kill Duan Fei, let alone kill Duan Fei, even if he destroys the Long Dragon Dart Game, there is no difficulty.

A dark whirlwind rolled up in the night sky, Duan Fei mustered up the courage to punch, but his skill was far inferior, and he was swept out by the whirlwind as soon as he got close to refusing eight feet.

"Hahahahaha...... That's all you have, boy! You fucking get down on your knees! ”

Refuse to laugh wildly.

He had now finally confirmed that Duan Fei was just a stupid boy with shit luck, even if he was ten, twenty, or even thirty times stronger, he was still just a stupid boy.

The Wild Soar spins faster and faster.

Blood spilled from the corners of Duan Fei's mouth, and he was about to be completely shattered by the black tornado, but he was not afraid, he was still punching back, and his legs would never kneel.

"Boy's bones are very hard, I don't know if you can still stand after I crush your kneecaps!"

Refusing to ignite the fire on his body, this is a manifestation of the lack of skill to return to the sky, and after this move, even if Bian Que Huatuo Sun Simiao is also a lack of skill to return to the sky.

Although Duan Fei resisted with all his might, his foundation was too poor, and he was soon completely submerged by the pitch-black tide, as if he had fallen into the eighteenth layer of hell.

Am I going to die?

Master, I can't repay you anymore.

Duan Fei's breathing became weaker and weaker, his face became extremely pale, and his clenched hands trembled and let go.

Reject rampant spinning, laughing, and binge-on.

The pitch-black tide and the green ghostly fire covered everything around and dragged everyone into the darkness.

"Om!"

The extremes of things must be reversed, and the fate is called circulation.

When the darkness reaches its limit, the night sky gives birth to bright, soft, warm, and at the same time strong, domineering, and boundless Buddha light.

The golden Buddha seal quickly converged and condensed into an overwhelming and indestructible golden palm.

"This ...... It's ......"

Although the refusal was cruel and tyrannical, after all, he was from a big family, and of course he knew what this trick was.

What if you know?

Under the palm of the Buddha, all beings are equal!

The golden palm print fell from the sky, refusing to do his best to run his skills, but he couldn't move half a step.

After the violent roar, Duan Fei's figure disappeared without a trace, and there were only about two dozen corpses on the street.

The most tragic death at the core is the rejection, and the elite thugs under the command of the rejection are lying on the sidelines, they died peacefully and fortunately.

If they didn't die, Hui Baiying would definitely let them know what life is better than death, and going home is not only good at killing, but also very good at "saving people".

The title of the four martial arts families is not actually a family, but a mountain villa or a hall.

When he returned home, he declared it "Miaojudo".

They do have the ability to rejuvenate with their hands, and they like to torture people after death, use ancestral medical skills to completely cure people, and then torture them again.

It is said that in a certain martial arts dispute, they captured a great enemy and tortured them for two years.

When that great enemy died, the martial arts inheritance and medical inheritance that returned home were all superior.

It's a pity that the rejuvenation of the magic hand is not the resurrection of the dead.

No matter how high Hui Baiying's martial arts are, he can't save his son, and he doesn't even know who the murderer is. (End of chapter)