After eating, the master and apprentice continued on their way.

Thinking of the girl who looked like Li Lan in the restaurant, Xiong Ming's heart fluctuated!

suddenly remembered the day two years ago, at the gate of Jiudao Villa, Li Lan collapsed to the ground......

Li Lan sat softly on the ground, as if her hands and feet were broken, there were no bones all over her body, she was covered in scaly wounds, and she couldn't see a normal flesh color all over her body.

She sat there weakly, watching Xiong Ming and them leave in despair, the corners of her mouth squirming.

I still remember the scene when Mr. Wang stabbed Li Lan, only to see her slowly fall to the ground, and the bright red blood kept flowing down.

At that time, he wanted to break free from the handcuffs and shackles, ran to Li Lan, and hugged her.

However, he was just a locked slave.

The four words powerless seem to be born for him!

If it were today, before the sword of the king was drawn, he would have fallen.

Li Lan can't be bullied! It is even more impossible to die unjustly!

There is a saying that the master is always right, that is, "fast", and does not give the enemy any respite.

He's done it, the same one he killed last night.

Just before he had time to think about it, Xiong Ming's sword had already killed him.

Looking back now, it's a bit of a pity!

The master originally said that no matter what kind of kung fu, it is necessary to combine training and comprehension to be the most perfect swordsmanship.

If you practice and don't comprehend, you may stay there forever.

Time cannot be turned back, the past is in the past, and some things can never be undone.

Both parents are dead, Xia Wencai is dead, Li Lan is also dead, it is impossible for them to be resurrected.

Since there is no way to change the fact of what happened, the only way is to kill all the enemies and avenge them.

But one day!

With faith, anything is possible.

As long as you don't give up, all wishes can come true.

Just like training a sword to stab at the sun, Xiong Ming stabbed at the sun every day for two years, stabbing a total of 1.2 million swords.

It turned out that one sword stabbed three times, but last night it was six stabs with one sword.

The master once thought that he had stabbed three times with one sword, which was already good, and he didn't expect to stab six times.

It's just that I don't know how many thorns a sword can stab, and the master hasn't said anything.

This is his goal, he thought, in the future!

He wants to fully master this sword technique of stabbing at the sun, so that the sword in his hand will change in his hand, it may be ten thorns, or twenty thorns......

Walking to a small stream, Xiaoyaozi stopped.

Xiong Ming looked at the master and asked, "Where is that person?" ”

"Right at the next stop."

"How far is the next stop?"

Xiaoyaozi replied: "In a while, it will be almost there after crossing this mountain." ”

Xiong Ming was very curious, why didn't the master find two horses, at least it was much faster than walking.

Xiaoyaozi seemed to see Xiong Ming's thoughts, and asked, "Is it difficult to go?" ”

Xiong Ming shook his head.

"Let's sit back for a while before leaving!"

Xiaoyaozi found a clean stone and sat down.

"Actually, I like to walk, and although horseback riding is good, it's still not safe."

Xiaoyaozi's face was gloomy.

It turns out that the master is not ordinary care!

"We must be cautious in our line of work, not every time we are lucky, not to mention that the mountain road is still close......"

Xiaoyaozi stared at the rugged mountain peaks in front of him.

Xiong Ming understood his master's scruples, it turned out that during an operation, his horse was poisoned and he almost fell off the cliff.

When there are many things, sometimes I forget, I am already wary of other people, but also to help the horse to guard, the master feels that it is very tired, it must be that the horse is not with people at night, it is difficult to prevent at all.

Walking is tiring, it's really safer.

"Your current swordsmanship has indeed grown a lot, it seems that you have comprehended the meaning of swordsmanship by yourself, some things are to be slowly comprehended in practice, no one can teach it, it is all up to you."

Xiaoyaozi liked this apprentice more and more, and he kept a smile on his face.

Xiong Ming smiled: "I still want to thank the master for his teachings!" ”

Xiaoyaozi shook his head and said, "I haven't taught you, how can I teach you!" ”

Xiong Ming said in a deep voice: "Without the master, there would be no me today." ”

He knew that if it hadn't been for that time when Xiaoyaozi brought him out of the palace, he might have starved to death with the others.

Because of their handcuffs and shackles, they couldn't open them at all, let alone being a defenseless person at that time.

Thinking about it now, Xia Wencai's words are still right, saying that he will not die.

Thinking of this, he pursed his lips and smiled, a scholar was reduced to a slave, a slave turned into a killer, and I don't know what it will be in the future!

Xiong Ming thought of Xia Wencai's entrustment and helped him find his children.

Helpless!

Where to look for the vast sea of people?

Pity!

He didn't say the names of his children before he died, so how can I help him find them later!

Regretful!

may owe Xia Wencai this favor, and he can't repay this life-saving benefactor!

However, he still hopes for a miracle and will be able to meet them.

I feel that the master is different from other killers, because they have nothing to do with each other, and I still don't know why the master wants to save him.

I remember that the killer who wore a cloak and wore black clothes was different from the master, he was cold, and his heart was even colder.

If it were other killers, it would be nice not to kill those slaves, let alone let them go.

However, he still remembered that it was his own words that the master released the slaves.

Therefore, he has always been grateful to the master.

Occasionally, when I see the master laughing, he may be thinking about something happy, and it is definitely not a matter between men and women, because he himself said that he has never loved a woman.

It was his friend or relative, but he had never heard him say anything about his relative.

Could it be that those relatives or friends have also passed away?

If it weren't for that, how could he continue to be a killer and not take care of them!

Xiaoyaozi looked at the apprentice in front of him who had been called a master for two years, and felt that he was really good, and believed that his martial arts might be above him.

Xiong Ming's lips squirmed, he thought for a moment, and asked, "Master, can I ask you a question?" ”

Xiaoyaozi showed a melancholy look in his eyes and said, "Yes!" ”

"Why did you save me?"

Xiong Ming's face was full of doubts.

Xiaoyaozi said in a deep voice: "Didn't you tell me to save you?" ”

Xiong Ming said in a low voice: "That's not the case, we don't know each other, you can completely ignore me." ”

"I've thought about your question myself, maybe it's an impulse!"

Xiaoyaozi replied coldly.

When he first saw Xiong Ming, he felt that he was a good young man, he liked those deep eyes, he felt that his eyes were full of wisdom, and he ......

He knew that a person who was reduced to slavery must have a rough life.

He doesn't like to dig into people's privacy, because he has a ...... of his own of life.

He had never heard him mention his family, and at that moment, he knew that Xiong Ming should have no relatives.

I often see a kind of helplessness in his melancholy eyes......

After Xiong Ming listened to his master's words, he touched his nose and smiled.

He knew that the master was not telling the truth.

"Keep walking!"

Xiaoyaozi stood up.

Xiong Ming followed him and began to trek through mountains and rivers again, the master said that the mountain was quickly turned over, it seems that the master has walked a lot of roads, crossed a lot of bridges, climbed a lot of mountains, and waded a lot of rivers over the years.

It's really not easy to be a killer.

Maybe he exercises regularly, the master's foot strength is okay, Xiong Ming followed him, almost trotting, although he was more than ten years younger than the master, but he still didn't walk as fast as him.

"Master, it's almost there."

Turning over the mountain, Xiong Ming saw some houses.

"Hmm."

Xiaoyaozi did not stop.

Xiong Ming walked like a fly, afraid of falling behind.

The master said that after this person was killed, he would immediately return to the dark river.

Soon he was going to complete the mission of the killer again, and his heart was pounding, and it was not the first time, so he felt a little nervous.

It's almost time to reach the town, and Xiaoyaozi's pace is still very fast.

Xiong Ming strode behind Xiaoyaozi, occasionally staring at their master and apprentice.

Walking to the door of Pengcheng Inn, Xiaoyaozi looked up at the four big characters "Pengcheng Inn" on the door, and went in directly.

Xiong Ming knew that the destination had arrived.

"Guest officer, how many rooms are there?"

The proprietress was very enthusiastic, her eyes stopped on Xiaoyaozi's face for a while, and stayed on Xiong Ming for a while.

"A superior room."

Xiaoyaozi's indifferent expression.

"I think both of them are men, so let's just have one room for each person."

The proprietress looked at them with a smile, as if she wanted to see through them.

"Bring me a pot of Tieguanyin."

A familiar voice floated down from the upper floor.

It's her!