Chapter Fifty-Six: Thin Face

In fact, deep down in his heart, he has always had a very good impression of this delicate and beautiful Zhen'er girl.

But at this time, seeing that there was no trace of blood on Lin Zhen'er's face, she was as pale as paper, and she couldn't help but feel remorse in her heart. How did he know that with his current internal cultivation, there were not many people in the world who could palm him, and just now Lin Zhen'er found out that the person who was in the palm of his hand was actually his sweetheart Wang Yuanheng, who had been thinking about him for a long time, and withdrew most of his palm power;

At this moment, looking at Zhao Weiming, who was holding him with a look of remorse, Lin Zhen'er said weakly, "Brother Wang, how do I feel that I don't have any strength in my body, am I going to die?"

Zhao Weiming was very sad when he heard this, and hurriedly covered her cherry mouth and shouted, "No, no, you will be fine!"

I'll take you to the Tianshan Mountains to find the second elder to heal your wounds!' but Lalin Zhen'er shook her head lightly, "It's useless, I feel that my internal organs are all broken, even if I am a Daluo immortal, I have no power to return to the sky;

Zhao Weiming was speechless for a while, and then he remembered something and comforted, "Brother Lin has been rescued by me and is now recuperating in Jiangning Mansion, and your nephew has not been taken away by the golden-faced man at all, and his whereabouts are only unknown at present."

Hearing this, Lin Zhen'er immediately looked painful and said, "It turns out that the thief has been lying to me all along, but I have helped him kill so many people and do so many evil things;

After saying that, he immediately strengthened his true power. It's bad now, you must know that people like her who have been injured in their viscera are most afraid to use their true power in vain.

At this time, after her internal strength, the injured viscera was immediately injured even more aggravated by the blood qi. After a while, Lin Zhen'er spit out several mouthfuls of blood, and her anger was like a gossamer.

But when he saw that at this moment, the lover was holding himself and wiping the corners of his mouth with pity, and muttered, 'Although I can't fly with you, I can die in your arms, and it will not be in vain for me to treat each other with true affection!'

As the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, his head hung down weakly. Ah, she's dead!

This woman who was obsessed with herself and also made her favorite woman was beaten to death by herself! Suddenly, a huge sense of pathos swept through her body, and Zhao Weiming hated the heavens who played with the fate of himself and Lin Zhen'er in the palm of his hand!

But now that the Iraqi people are gone, everything is irretrievable. Then he got up and turned his anger into palm power and struck out to the side of the road.

The palm force is everywhere, and the road surface is knocked out of a large hole. After carrying Lin Zhen'er into the pit and flattening it, Zhao Weiming subconsciously took out the handkerchief she had given him before, gently put it beside her, and buried it together with Lin Zhen'er.

After everything was done, Zhao Weiming immediately fled and left this sad place. Along the way, he never dared to look back, afraid that a little more glance at the small dirt bag on the side of the road would arouse his hatred.

But the acquaintance with Lin Zhen'er and several encounters still appeared in his mind one by one, and he seemed to see the handkerchief that Lin Zhen'er gave him again.

Subconsciously and softly chanted, "Laugh and talk about wine, and calmly together; Jianning Mansion outside Xiangyang City is always hand in hand at that time, swimming all over the Fangcong.

This year's flowers are better than last year's red, but unfortunately next year's flowers are better, who do you know with?

......'When the depressed Zhao Weiming returned to the helmsman of the beggar gang, Hong Qi was dealing with the help.

Seeing that he acted fairly and handled it clearly and properly, Zhao Weiming couldn't help but secretly rejoice. As soon as the official business was over, Hong Qi immediately greeted Zhao Weiming, and before he could speak, Hong Qi took out a red sticker from his arms and handed it to Zhao Weiming, "Master, this is a heroic post jointly distributed by the head of Shaolin and Wudang;

Zhao Weiming took the hero post and looked at it, and the payment was indeed the Shaolin Fangzheng Master and the Wudang Lingxu Daoist.

Turning the front page again, it only said that the person who received the post should go to the Shaolin faction to discuss important matters quickly, but did not explain the reason.

Although I haven't seen the clues, it's been a few days since I looked at the date of the post. Zhao Weiming didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly explained a few words to Hong Qi before hurrying to the location of the Shaolin faction.

Along the way, Zhao Weiming used the method of getting up and moving forward with all his might. In a few days, he came to the Shaomuro Mountain. After seeing Master Fang Zheng, I learned that the Wudang Sect Lingxu Dao Chief, the Qingcheng Sect Jiuxuan Dao Chief, the Emei Qingxuan Master, the Huashan Sect Head Yue Zhi and others had all brought all the masters of their own sect to wait on the mountain a few days ago, just waiting for the beggar gang leader to arrive, and everyone could carry out the action.

What kind of action? It was such a battle! It could alarm all the masters of the famous and decent sect to gather here, and Zhao Weiming suddenly felt that the situation was serious.

Before he could ask questions, Master Fang Zheng had already introduced Zhao Weiming into the Daxiong Treasure Hall. Sure enough, in addition to the Lingxu Dao Chief, Jiuxuan Dao Chief, Qingxuan Shitai, Yue Zhi and some unfamiliar faces, even Wang Guiyi, Lin Mufeng, Liu Wuniang and others are also impressively listed.

Before she could answer, Liu Wuniang had already stepped forward and asked the Lingxu Dao Chief, "Master, this trip is so dangerous, why did you call Heng'er here?"

Hearing this, Lingxu Dao Chang said, "Hugh is rude! Heng'er is no longer the original Wudang third-generation disciple Wang Yuanheng, he is now the famous beggar gang leader Zhao Weiming;

Hearing what the master said, although Liu Wuniang was full of grievances, she still took a step towards Zhao Weiming. Seeing this, Zhao Weiming immediately took the first step to bow down, "Zhao Weiming is just the name of my family, but it is an indisputable fact that I am a teacher from Wudang; as the saying goes, 'The tree is a thousand feet high and does not cover the sun, and the child lives a hundred years without covering his father and mother' Although I am now the leader of this beggar gang, the elders of the division still call me Heng'er, so as not to make the younger generations feel angry!

Hearing this, the Spirit Void Dao Master immediately laughed and ignored it. When asked about the reason, the Lingxu Dao Chief's face immediately became solemn.

Seeing this, Master Fang Zheng immediately brought in two people from outside the hall. Then he first introduced to Zhao Weiming, "This is the Iron Arm of the Golden Dao Gate, the Golden Dao Hu Dahai Hu Shi, and the other is the leader of the Heavenly Eagle Gang, Wang Zhanshan, and the two heads are both well-known figures in the northern martial arts.

Hearing this, Zhao Weiming hurriedly saluted the two of them. When he was young, Master Fang Zheng faced everyone in the hall, "I invite you to come this time, and I have to start with these two heads...... Hearing this, Hu Dahai of the Golden Dao Gate immediately said, "Although my Golden Dao Sect lives in the north-east of Hebei Province, and the people are fierce, the disciples of the sect all abide by the rules of the door and have always been in conflict with the various factions in the rivers and lakes.

But a few months ago, Fu Junji, a knife breaker, came to the door, claiming to be the envoy of the Wanxian Gang, and he insisted that we wait to return to the Wanxian Gang and use the Golden Daomen as a hall of the Wanxian Gang in eastern Hebei.

'Fu Junji's prestige is like thunder in many people, but this demon is willing to be driven by the Ten Thousand Immortals Gang, although many people in this Ten Thousand Immortals Gang know that his strength is strong, but he is as strong as this, which is really terrifying.