?? Everything was silent again, and the murmur of crickets began to sound in the grass again.

Rong Chengjin's figure fluttered, and he disappeared in an instant. Hu Zuo hid on a sycamore tree ten zhang away, and said with a speech: "The body is highly poisonous, and his life is in danger, and his martial arts are not at all decadent, and the Shura swordsmanship is weird and incomprehensible!"

As he spoke, he jumped down from a high place, glanced at the bones all over the ground, and was about to leave, when he suddenly heard a faint moan, and hurriedly looked at them one by one, only to see that the corpse in front of him seemed to be squirming slightly.

Hu Zuowei hesitated for a moment, and hurriedly walked over to check, only to see that a person's chest had been stained red with blood, it turned out that the person was hit by Rong Chengjin with a rope, although he was seriously injured, but he did not die. Seeing someone coming, he hurriedly raised his hand and called for help: "Help...... Help me!"

Hu Yan asked, "Are you Tang Boqin, a disciple of the Tang Sect?"

"You...... How do you know who I am?" Tang Boqin groaned: "Please save me, great kindness......."

Hu Xuan interrupted him and asked, "Are you here to hunt down this young man on the orders of King Chen?"

"Yes...... No...... No, please......"

Hu Yu sneered: "Since you refuse to answer what I ask you, why should I save you from the flowers, please, you can enjoy it here slowly!"

Tang Boqin hurriedly said, "Don't ...... Don't go, I'...... I say........ , I got Mr. Sima's secret order, I don't want this person's martial arts to be so powerful, I was injured before I could react, please help....... Help me!"

Hu Zhuang asked rhetorically, "Do you know who I am?"

Tang Boqin shook his head and asked, "Who are you ..... you?"

The old man said, "I am the nineteenth elder of the beggar gang Dazhi rudder. ”

"Ah, I see...... It turns out that you are Elder Hu of the beggar gang known as a chivalrous beggar, you ...... Elder Hu, save me......."

Hu Yu said: "I heard that your Tang Sect has a secret weapon called 'One Day Death Scatter', colorless and tasteless, do you have a belt on you to kill people and be invisible?"

Tang Boqin hurriedly replied: "Yes, yes, I still have a bottle with me." As he spoke, he shuddered and took out a porcelain bottle from his bosom and held it up in his hand.

Hu Yu squeezed it in his hand, looked at it a few times, and asked, "Where is the antidote?"

Tang Boqin had to tell him again: "There is no antidote, the ancestors have a saying, 'But when this poison is applied, you must not bring the antidote on your body, teach your disciples to be cautious, and never think of poisoning.'" ”

Hu Zuo nodded and said, "Do you remember that half a year ago, you used this poison to harm my beggars......

Tang Boqin was taken aback when he heard this, and hurriedly explained: "Hu ...... Elder, mistaken ...... Misunderstanding, I am also obedient to others, the gentleman does not remember the old evil, and I hope that you will ...... a lot"

Hu Zhuang sighed and said: "Okay" Hu Zhuang said, took a step forward, and suddenly God pointed out his sleeping hole, opened his mouth with two fingers, poured the poison that killed that day into his mouth, and said: "You have done a lot of evil, I always told Hua Xu to save you, so that you die without pain, and it can be regarded as a matter of kindness and righteousness to you!"

After speaking, he put the porcelain bottle into his arms, performed light skills, and flew to find the direction in which Rong Chengjin disappeared.

When Wang Zhenfeng heard Ling Shiyi's shout, he didn't care about the friendship on his face, and hurriedly left. Urging the horse to gallop all the way, when he returned to King Chen's mansion, he was already in prostration, and said breathlessly: "Quick, quick, report to Mr. Li, Rong....... Rong Chengjin...... Have already practiced...... Practicing into ......." Before he finished speaking, he made a grunt and fell to the ground.

Hu Juan's breath was chased out three miles away, only to find Rong Chengjin's figure, he couldn't help but be surprised and happy, and hurriedly shouted behind him: "Rong Chengjin, Rong Shi's nephew ......."

Rong Chengjin was barely supporting and running forward, when he suddenly heard someone calling him behind him, he was stunned, so he stopped and stood there still.

Hu Zhuang ran all the way, approaching Rong Chengjin, and suddenly saw him stretch out his hand to hold down the hilt of the sword, waiting for the battle, he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, hurriedly stopped his steps, stopped suddenly, and said: "Rong Shinephew, I am Uncle Hu Hu of the beggar gang Dazhi rudder, do you remember me?"

"Uncle Hu......."

Rong Chengjin was seriously injured and deeply poisoned, and he relied on a breath of true qi to maintain it so that he would not fall into a coma. Guided by Hu Yue's words, his mind was divided, and he couldn't support it immediately, only feeling dizzy in his head, and almost fainted on the ground.

Hu Zuo smiled all over his face, nodded hurriedly, and responded: "Yes, yes, yes, it's me, it's me." Rong Shinephew, are you okay......"

Rong Chengjin said: "I was accidentally injured, and my eyes couldn't see clearly. How did Uncle Hu hear about me?"

"It's a long story. Hu Zuo said earnestly: "Come, there is a broken mountain temple near here, where will I help you to rest." ”

Hu Yu said and stepped forward to support Rong Chengjin and walked towards the mountain step by step.

Rong Chengjin said, "Uncle Hu, why are you here?"

When Hu Zuo heard this, he suddenly sighed and said, "It's hard to say, the beggar gang has already existed in name only, and Uncle Hu is now a homeless person like you." Hiding in Tibet all day long, I can't live in fear!"

Rong Chengjin said curiously: "How can this be?"

Hu Song said: "King Chen wants to rebel, recruited countless scum in the rivers and lakes, swept the beggar gang, Wudang, Shaolin and other martial arts sects, and cultivated party henchmen. Rong Shinephew, the year before last, I always asked Hua to wait for a long time at the foot of Wudang Mountain, but I didn't find any trace of you. I don't want you to be so good at martial arts now, I guess you got some chance. It's been more than a year, are you okay?"

When Rong Chengjin heard this, he pondered for a while, and said: "It turns out that Shibo has already seen it, yes, what I made last night was indeed not the martial arts of the Wudang Sect, but the light skills of the Shura Temple in the Western Regions, the lightning thunderbolt palm, and the Shura sword technique!"

Hu said: "The Shura Temple in the Western Regions has an old feud with our Central Plains Wulin Su, forty years ago by the Shaolin Temple monks, and finally the three Zen masters of the Shaolin Temple, as well as my beggar gang iron gang leader, the nine bag elder Pan Kexiong who bravely divided the rudder, and Huang Taichu, the head of Wudang, and more than a dozen top masters tracked it for thousands of miles before cutting it off, how did you get the martial arts secrets of the Shura Gate?"

When Rong Chengjin asked, he briefly told him how he was expelled from the Wudang sect to seek revenge on King Chen, was rescued by Yinglian, gave him a map, and recognized Kunbudo as his father-in-law to learn martial arts.

While talking, the two of them have come to the broken temple on the top of the mountain, enter the temple gate, there is a mountain god on the temple, the glory of the past has been lost, the ruins and broken walls, covered with spider silk, can barely shelter from the wind and rain, very desolate.

After Hu Yu helped Rong Chengjin to pick up a clean place and sit down, Rong Chengjin said: "I need to heal my wounds, and Uncle Lao Hu will help protect the Fa." ”

Hu Yu said: "Rong Shi's nephew, don't worry, with my old name Hua, no one can hurt a hair of you." ”

"Thank you!"

Rong Chengjin sat cross-legged, silently decided, and after a while, he entered the realm of selflessness.

Hu Yue stood seven feet beside Rong Chengjin, watching coldly, and after a stick of incense, he suddenly saw a faint light curtain next to Rong Chengjin, enveloping him in it, and couldn't help but feel surprised.

Gradually, the light curtain expanded outwards and widened. The light curtain was filled with electric light, like a silver snake swimming.

Hu Zuo couldn't help but stretch out his hand to get closer to the light curtain, and as soon as his fingers were connected, his body suddenly felt sore, as if he had been electrocuted. Hu Yu was taken aback and hurriedly withdrew his hand.

After about three incense sticks, Rong Chengjin's originally pale face gradually had a trace of blood. Rong Chengjin opened his eyes, and the light curtain disappeared into invisibility.

Hu Song praised him: "My nephew has a deep internal strength, and this is only the time of a meal, and the serious injury that was originally dying has disappeared without a trace, this kind of cultivation is rare in the world!

Rong Chengjin looked at the blurred figure and bowed and said: "With Uncle Lao Hu's care, although he escaped death by luck at the moment, he has not fully recovered, the residual poison in his body has not been cleared, and his eyes have disappeared like a burning and smoky feeling, but he still can't see clearly, and he still needs to be raised for a few days to recover." ”

When Hu Yu heard this, he pondered for a long time, and said: "Rong Shinephew, I have a word, I don't know whether to say it or not. ”

Rong Chengjin said: "Uncle Hu, please speak." ”

Hu Song has been begging for food in the streets and alleys for many years, often singing 'Lotus Falling', practicing a tongue very actively, all kinds of words, easy to come by, and earnestly seducing: "As the saying goes, a single filament does not form a line, and it is difficult to sing alone." Now that King Chen is surrounded by masters, you want to assassinate you alone, and there are thousands of difficulties. Now there are people like me, there are no longer a few, and we have secretly formed an alliance. Since you have unique skills, it is better to join us and work together to achieve great things, one can help each other, and the other can also eliminate the prejudice of the Central Plains martial arts against you, killing two birds with one stone. ”

Rong Chengjin shook his head when he heard this, and rejected Hu Yue's thoughts without thinking: "Uncle Hu's care, the little nephew understands it in his heart. It's just that I've always been unrestrained and like to be alone, so please forgive me!"

Hu Yue was focused on the bright moon, and when he heard the words, he had no choice but to give up.

In the next two days, the more the two chatted, Hu Zuo successively consulted Rong Chengjin about the thunderbolt lightning palm technique and the Shura sword technique, silently memorized it, tried the true qi, and applied it according to the law. Although it was only two days, it also greatly increased his cultivation.

Originally, it was a taboo to explore the mysteries of other people's martial arts, Rong Chengjin remembered that he saved his life twice, and he was a friend of his father, but if he asked, he told him without reservation.