Rong Hui fell at a surprisingly fast speed, as if a rope was tied to her body, and someone pulled it down hard, she was unconscious, and fell straight back.

Li Yanhui instinctively pounced on the cliff and grabbed Rong Hui's hand and passed by her.

The piece of paper seemed to be alive and climbed up Li Yanhui's finger.

The moment he touched the piece of paper, Li Yanhui's head went blank, and his body fell rapidly.

The wind blowing from the ruins of the Yin Yang Sword Array was endless.

The lingering wind blew the cursed paper into the hands of the monks within a radius of ten miles.

The Imperial Beast Sect, a person who accidentally entered the secret realm, a monk who came with a purpose.

Without exception, all walked up the cliff as if they had lost their souls, and they were willing to jump off.

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"Why didn't anyone help the Great Sword Master when he fell? You believers don't have any sincerity, tsk. ”

"Bah! A low-class slave is worthy of my worship and admiration? A man has gold under his knees, and he kneels to the sky and his parents, not to his parents!"

"Look at the unconscionable things he did, it's okay if he didn't kill him!"

"The lowly slave has tarnished the honor of the Great Sword Master, the shame of the Great Sword Master, when his city lord strips him of his name, I am the first to ask the city lord to burn him!"

"Yes, yes, yes, burn him, burn him, burn him!"

"Since you want to burn to death, then use the Yellow Spring Fire, let him watch his body burn to ashes, leaving only a dirty head!"

"Hahahaha! Throw his head into the dung pit, and put it in every house in Kendo City for a day to repel insects and mosquitoes. ”

"It would be better to skin him before burning him, I wonder if the blood under his skin is black. ”

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Endless insults and curses drifted into Rong Hui's ears.

Every word, every word was a sharp sword, and a sword cut at the softest flesh of her heart, and she shook violently, instinctively curled up into a baby-like shape.

I don't know who kicked Rong Hui fiercely, and the hot pain in her waist socket quickly burned to the top of her head, stimulating every nerve in her.

But just like that, Rong Hui still couldn't open his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, an indescribable stench entered Rong Hui's nose, and the stench stimulated Rong Hui's stomach to turn over and tumble, she couldn't help but turn over and retch, "Vomit!"

"Wow, Kunlun Nu woke up. ”

The voice pretended to be frightened, and the onlookers burst into laughter.

"Hahahahaha, Andorin, the great-sword-master is so benevolent and kind, how can he blame you, master, do you say yes. ”

Rong Hui staggered to his feet, his blurred vision gradually became clear, and everyone's gloating smiles were dazzling.

The onlookers laughed louder when they saw Rong Hui's submissive appearance.

"Still think he's a great swordsman? Kunlun slave, a lowly beast!"

The sword cultivator who spoke was wearing a white moon robe that symbolized innocence, but his mouth said the most filthy and obscene words.

Rong Hui shook her groggy head, and she reached out to call for the wooden sword.

The wooden sword was not out, but the color of her skin startled her.

Rong Hui's hands are white and delicate, although his hands are calloused, but his fingers are slender and white.

The hands in front of him were rough and rough.

Not your own body.

This assertion quickly occupied Rong Hui's mind.

The good deed person directly took out the bronze mirror and put it on the ground, and said cheaply, "Yo, great sword master, look here, look here, do you see, you are different from us." ”

The man smiled innocently, but his words were extremely vicious.

"Do you see it clearly?" the eyes of the person who brought the bronze mirror burst with strong contempt and discrimination, "You have filthy blood in your blood, cheap slave!"

Rong Hui's heart was on fire, she looked at her strange self in the mirror, "Say me?"

"Yo yo yo good-natured An Da swordsman is angry. The man didn't know how to accept it, and frantically tested Rong Hui's bottom line of patience on the edge of death, "I'm so scared when I'm angry, is it possible that you want to hit me, you dare to hit me?"

Rong Hui does not begin.

The man followed him, and the bronze mirror was always aimed at Rong Hui, so that she could see what she looked like.

Rong Hui mentioned spiritual power, and the dantian was empty, and there was nothing.

There is no spiritual power.

When the man saw Rong Hui clenching his fists, he sneered, "Is the great swordsman going to beat me with his fists? What do you say he does? Slaves beating nobles will be expelled from Kendo City." ”

"Hahahaha, even if An Daolin is a great swordsman, he won't dare to make a move on you, he has been in Kendo City for hundreds of years, he is not respectful to anyone, how dare he beat you. ”

The voice did not fall.

Rong Hui rushed to the man, picked up his shirt, and punched him in the abdomen with a punch the size of a sandbag.

"Hmm!" the man's eyes widened, his pupils shrank sharply, and he screamed loudly, "You cheap slave dare to hit the master!"

Rong Hui knocked his front teeth away with a punch, pinched his dislocated chin with his strong and powerful hand, and said coldly, "Didn't you rush up and beg this seat to beat you?"

"Bang bang bang!"

The onlookers saw Rong Hui beating the nobles on the street, and they were so frightened that they didn't dare to squeak.

"Andorin, you this"

Rong Hui's iron fist landed on his face, hitting him with a row of teeth and blood spurting out a foot away, "Make your mouth cheap!"

"Cheap!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The aristocratic young man was beaten to a blue nose and swollen face, there was not a single good steel tooth left, and his nose was crooked by Rong Hui.

Rong Hui's iron fist was full of strength, and he was about to beat him to the point that his head was out of his head.

The nobleman's eyes were split, and he knelt on the ground in horror and kowtowed and begged for mercy, "Lord Great Sword Master spared me a lot, I promise not to humiliate you again, let me live, I still have a wife and children at home who want me to support my family, I can't die, I really can't die." ”

"Let you go?" Rong Hui stepped on his violently undulating chest, as if smiling, "Why?

Rong Hui hates dirty waste the most, as if he has a mouth that is full of feces in addition to eating, drinking, and Lazar, and his mouth is the anus.

Lift your feet and fall.

The direction of landing exceeded expectations.

Rong Hui's foot fell on the other end of the man's neck, and no matter how she took it, she couldn't take it back.

The nobleman was frightened when he saw Rong Hui open his face.

Rong Hui looked at 'his' thick thighs and was silent.

The owner of the body does not want to be bloody.

Rong Hui's sharp gaze searched for the white-clothed sword cultivator in the crowd.

The eyes are facing each other in the air.

Jian Xiu shrank violently, and he was drenched in cold sweat.

He hurriedly ducked into the screaming crowd and fled.

For fear that he would be beaten to death by Rong Hui if he walked slowly.

"The Great Swordsman has killed someone, the Great Swordsman has killed the nobles, and the Great Swordsman's hands are bloody!"

Everyone was frightened and frightened, and fled the crime scene as fast as they could in their lives.

The people of the city disappeared in an instant.

Rong Hui picked up the bronze mirror full of footprints and carefully looked at his current appearance.

A man's face is reflected in the mirror.

The man looks ordinary, dark-skinned, his eyes are firm and persistent, his eyes are full of red bloodshot as if he has been hurt by something, and he has a strange smile on his face, peaceful and kind.

It looks like I've been pricked by a needle.

Rong Hui had a splitting headache and passed out in a coma.

When he woke up again, Rong Hui was already on the bed.

It's an ordinary wooden house.

A table of eight immortals with a teapot on top of it and several cups of different materials around it.

Four long, unpainted wooden stools are placed around the Eight Immortals Table.

There is a bouquet of flowers on the windowsill not far away, and the morning dew on the flowers has not disappeared, crystal clear, clear and lovely.

Rong Hui lay motionless, and she had more memories in her mind that didn't belong to her.

Those memories were related to the original owner of the body, who was called Andorin.

In his memory, Andorin was a black-skinned Kunlun slave who was sold to Kendo City near the 100,000 Great Mountain.

At that time, Kendo City was not a kendo city, but a small county town with a little-known name.

Until the founder of Kendo City, the lord of the wasteland city took a fancy to the abundant aura here, moved the capital here, and settled down after destroying a force without much effort.

Andorin is extremely gifted, and his ability in cultivation is beyond ordinary people.

But he was a slave, and all the monks in Kendo Castle refused to take him as an apprentice.

In the end, it was the sword cultivator who was accidentally saved by Andorin who taught him the basic mental and swordsmanship when he was about to die.

Even this is a charity for sword cultivation!

Andorin is gifted and intelligent, and the blue is better than the blue.

Not only did he master the essentials of swordsmanship, but he also created his own martial arts sect at the age of thirty, becoming the only thirty-year-old great swordsman in the history of Kendo City.

The cultivation method of Kendo City is different from that of the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

The sword is honored here.

The cultivation level is also simple and rude.

Swordsman, swordsman, swordmaster, swordmaster, great swordsman.

The thirty-year-old Great Sword Master has no one before or since.

After Andorin founded the mountain, he took in many abducted and trafficked orphans, homeless orphans, and abandoned disabled children, and he tolerated all those who looked down on him and discriminated against him with the most kind heart.

Gradually, the people of Kendo City changed their opinion of Andorin.

It is also tightly changed, no insulting language to personally attack Andorin, that's all.

Slaves and slave owners.

Enslaved and enslaved people.

Two people of different classes are destined to be unequal.

The prejudice in people's hearts is a mountain that cannot be moved.

It's like a trash can, no matter how clean it is, you won't drink from the trash can.

The real turning point for Andorin was the Great Catastrophe of Kendo City a few decades later.

The lord of the castle was seriously injured by the invaders and was dying.

The nobles who were indulged in pleasure were beaten and had no power to fight back.

At the moment of crisis, a fierce man fell from the sky.

An Daolin stepped forward and led his disciples to fight bloodily, driving away the invaders and the 100,000 Great Mountain Demon Clan, and protecting Kendo City.

He finally got the approval of the city lord, the recognition of the people, and became a faith!

Recently.

An Daolin saved millions of people in the city, sent merit from heaven, and gave An Daolin [Immortal Ruthless Killing Sword Sword Array Ruins] to let him understand the way of the sword.

Andorin does not practice this way, and there are countless nobles in the city who cultivate ruthless Tao, and they have coveted it for a long time.

Great blessings become great disasters.

All the forces in the city, dignitaries and dignitaries are all greedy.

When everyone speculated about who Andorin gave the ruins of the sword array to, he generously gave the ruins to the people of the city.

Let the ordinary people with a sense of qi, and even slaves, get the opportunity to practice, and create a only chance for them to enter the realm of cultivating immortals.

Andorin's move terrified the aristocracy, who feared that ordinary people would one day be strong.

A strong populace is not what they want.

The same goes for the lord of the city.

What he wants is a peaceful and self-defending people, not a kendo city where the strong are like forests.

With the acquiescence of the city lord, the nobles targeted Andorin at every turn.

They regard Andorin as a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh, and they are eager to get rid of him as soon as possible.

If you want to destroy an opponent, the fastest way is to scandalize him by any means.

The nobles could not find the shortcomings that could be scandalized in Andorin, so they placed on him the faults of the orphans, homeless people, and apprentices who were adopted by him.

[Ganging] [Harassment of women and children] [Robbery] [Disobedience to parents] [Gambling] ......

All trumped-up charges were laid on Andorin, and the faith of the people in the city collapsed.

Overnight, humiliating Andorin became the right thing to do.

Want to be promoted, humiliate Andorin.

If you want to rise fast, smash Andorin's dojo.

If you can smoke Andorin's mouth, the next day you will be a general on a white horse.

Just now, the nobleman who humiliated Andorin with a bronze mirror secretly gave him a stick.

Wake up again.

Andorin is gone.

It was Rong Hui who took over Andorin's body.

This is the end of the memory.

It was hard for Rong Hui to imagine how much kindness Andorin had to the world to endure these unprovoked humiliations, crazy insults, and curses that were surging like the sea.

"So what do you want to do by trapping me here?" Rong Hui looked at his rough hands, lying on the bed and didn't want to move, "How do you break the situation and get out." ”

She is not a virgin, and she will not fight back like Andorin.

Regardless of whether Rong Hui has cultivated or not, she will not let herself be wronged.

Rong Hui thought that he was going to kill someone with his murderous intent, but his body stopped him.

Obviously, Andorin didn't want her to kill.

Rong Hui had a flash of inspiration, "Is it that if I don't kill people, I can do whatever I want without killing people?"

In order to verify this idea, Rong Hui went out with a green bag on his head.

She stepped out of the door.

The hind feet were surrounded and humiliated.

When Rong Hui smashed the man's mouth, his body was not abnormal.

When she was killed, she obviously felt a resistance.

"Yes, that's right. ”

I don't know what strange formations there are in Kendo City.

Rong Hui can't summon the wooden sword, let alone the flowing clouds.

From the moment she woke up, her consciousness was cut off from Liuyun.

"Great Sword Master, Great Sword Master is not good. ”

The woman with a hurried look panicked and said, "Your little apprentice is crazy!"

It wasn't clear who Rong Hui was with the little apprentice, but she decided to take a look.

The woman led Rong Hui through the grand martial arts training ground and walked to the Qingsong Hall where the disciples were taught the mental method, only to see a five or six-year-old child holding a wooden sword and beating the official.

"I'm not his apprentice!"

The immature voice was milky, as if he had received a lot of grievances.

"My master is the sun, moon and stars, what is the resemblance between him and my master?" The child with pink makeup climbed up the plane tree outside the house, his big eyes as black and bright as black pearls were full of cunning, "My master has something to do, so I won't play with you today." ”

Rong Hui looked at the child who jumped out of the brisk like a monkey, and he was very familiar, especially the tone and small eyes, which were simply it

Rong Hui's mind was excited, "Li Yan replied." ”

The doll's hand hanging from the tree fell from the tree in one fell swoop.

Rong Hui quickly grabbed his white and tender hind legs, looked at his head that was about to touch the ground, picked it up, straightened it, and put it down.

Li Yanhui's face flushed, and he said tentatively, "Heavenly King Cover Earth Tiger?"

Rong Hui smiled, "You are two hundred and five." ”

"Odd and even don't change. ”

"Symbols look at quadrants. ”

Rong Hui didn't expect that these boring codes that Li Yanhui often said would one day become the key to the recognition of master and apprentice.

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