The rain is falling, and the more evil thoughts in people's hearts cannot be washed away. Peng Qianwu threw away the medicinal wine in his hand, "How did the master teach you, you have to guard against people!" Zhao Xinchuan stood up and said: "The wine is still in the master's hand, and the disciple got his wish." "Bang, the medicinal wine fell to the ground and spilled all over the ground, which means that there is no possibility of reconciliation between master and apprentice. Zhao Xinchuan said with a smile: "The master doesn't like it, it's okay to fall." Peng Qianwu sneered, "Don't be angry for no reason, okay, come on." Saying that, Zhao Xinchuan took the lead in attacking, Peng Qianwu first punched him a few times, and then restrained him, "That's right, I won't let you, and you won't let me." "Listen to the master. The two fought again. Jiang Anyang came late, and when he arrived, he saw that they had already started fighting, and He Anxia actually hid above his head and looked down.

It's really a chicken thief, if you don't look closely, you really can't see it. Jiang Anyang also hid to the side to watch the battle, only to see that the ground was full of rain, but it did not affect their figure at all, which showed that the lower plate was very stable. What's even more amazing is that the two stood on a tightrope to test their fists and feet, and this hand alone made Jiang Anyang out of reach. It's a pity that Peng Qianwu cheated, and Zhao Xinchuan was kicked on the head and fell to the ground. Peng Qianwu punched him a few times, "I don't accept it." Zhao Xinchuan said: "I am not convinced." Answering him was a few punches, looking at his embarrassed appearance, Peng Qianwu laughed a few times, got up and was about to leave, suddenly felt wrong, Zhao Xinchuan stood up suddenly, and cast a combination of nine dragons, this move is similar to hitting a cow across the mountain, the water vapor on the body is directly evaporated, the qi goes to the central channel, passes through the twelve-story building, and is sent out from the palm, Peng Qianwu did not react for a while, and was directly beaten out.

Zhao Xinchuan hurriedly stepped forward to pull him up, and Peng Qianwu smiled: "Haha, the master lost today." Zhao Xinchuan said with a look of shame: "I secretly learned the master's Nine Dragons Combination, and I didn't tell the master." "Ha, the master is old, and the new head of Taiji Gate is none other than you. You've passed. "Tai Chi Gate belongs to the Peng family. "No, kung fu is the world, you can go back with me." Zhao Xinchuan nodded excitedly, this was recognized by the master. Just as he was rejoicing, a sharp knife popped out of Peng Qianwu's umbrella and pierced his back. Seeing that Zhao Xinchuan was killed, He Anxia was so frightened that he quickly covered his mouth and didn't dare to speak out. Zhao Xinchuan was lying in the mud and looked at his beloved master, as if he wanted to say something, Peng Qianwu said: "Don't blame the master, you are here, I am afraid that the juniors of the Peng family will not be able to serve the public." Besides, you shouldn't steal my Nine Dragons. As he spoke, he cast a combination of nine dragons, and all the light bulbs around him were shattered.

When he went over to look at Zhao Xinchuan, he was no longer breathing. Jiang Anyang also came out of the darkness, "Senior brother, don't look at it, let's go." "Fourteenth brother, why are you here?" Jiang Anyang looked around, "Shhhhhh "As for Zhao Xinchuan, let him lie on the ground, if he suddenly moved his body, I am afraid that Peng Qianwu would think that there were people around during the competition, and it would be troublesome to track it down when the time came. The two returned to Daoning Hospital, and He Anxia said to Jiang Anyang: "Fourteenth brother, why didn't you say why you followed me?" Jiang Anyang poured himself a cup of tea and glanced at He An, "Senior brother, when I came, I saw you sneaking with someone, I was afraid that you would be in danger, so I followed, but I didn't expect you to peek at people and compete in martial arts! I also saw people killing people, if you really saved the person on the ground, I am afraid that you will provoke the umbrella player." ”

He Anxia's face turned pale and said: "I know what you said, but we can't see death without saving it!" "If you don't save yourself when you see death, you can't take anything on yourself, you also saw it when they competed, even if it was the two of us, it was impossible for someone else's opponent." He An groaned and said, "You're right, I was reckless." "Well, the world is very chaotic now, more things are better than less, by the way, how can you go to watch people compete in martial arts!" He An told Zhao Xinchuan about coming to the store to buy medicine and wine, and also said about the combination of Kowloon. Jiang Anyang just wanted to trap him, and now that he said it himself, he immediately begged him to teach him the Nine Dragons Combination. He Anxia directly refused: "No, I promised Zhao Xinchuan, and I won't spread it." "Then you just watch your junior brother being bullied and have no ability to defend yourself!"

After Jiang Anyang's desperate face, He Anxia finally agreed, and a pleasant bell sounded in Jiang Anyang's ears, "Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining the D-level skill: Nine Dragons Combined, consuming 50 points of internal force and causing 200 points of damage to targets within 15 meters (the damage value will be reduced according to the target's martial arts level). The status bar is activated, whether the host is viewed or not. "No. "Now He Anxia is still beside him, I'll see it when I get back. Now that he has learned the combination of Kowloon, Jiang Anyang's confidence has doubled. Drenched in the rain, even if you are in good health, you may catch a cold, and now that it is dark, I will rest here. Wu Xinyue has been very unhappy recently, without Jiang Anyang, a stinky boy to talk to her, she always feels that there is something missing around her. The third aunt looked at it too much, "Xiaoyue, if you want to see Xiao Jiang, go and see him, I will talk about it here." ”

Wu Xinyue's face flushed, "Who wants to see him! It's been so long, and he doesn't know how to come back to see me." The third aunt smiled, "You kid, you can go if you want, call a few more people to follow when you go out, if you are afraid of people gossiping, then you can hold the poetry meeting in advance." Wu Xinyue's eyes lit up, yes! This is a good idea, the Crescent Moon Poetry Club is held twice a month, too little, one should be held at least three times, no, it should be held four times, it is better to hold it once a week. "Thank you, auntie, I'll go find Sister Ruyu. "Okay, be careful on the road. Mo Ruyu was busy at the newspaper office when she saw Wu Xinyue coming, "If you have something to say, I will have a report later." "Oh, Sister Mo is so cold! people can't come to you for tea!"

Mo Ruyu glared at her angrily, "My eldest lady, you have nothing to do all day, I still have a lot of work to do, what do you have to say." Wu Xinyue pretended to be careless and said: "I heard that the little Taoist priest has published a new poem." Mo Ruyu's hand stopped, and his eyes lit up and said, "What kind of poem is it! Wu Xinyue coughed twice, "That's not good, the little Taoist priest wants to put it on the poetry meeting to read." Mo Ruyu slapped her, "You dead girl is here to entertain me, you can't say what you tell me to do." Wu Xinyue pretended to be in pain, "Oh, it hurts! Mo Ruyu stopped what she was doing, leaned back in her chair and looked at her and said, "Oh, for my good?" Wu Xinyue counted her fingers and said, "You see, there are two poetry meetings a month, that is, two poems." If there are four poetry meetings a month, that's four poems. ”

Mo Ruyu immediately understood what she meant, and said coldly: "No, the Crescent Moon Digest focuses on quality rather than quantity, if the poems made are not liked by others, it will be smashing my signboard." Wu Xinyue hurriedly said: "The little Taoist priest really made a great poem, don't you want to hear it?" Mo Ruyu clenched her pen tightly, she wanted to listen to Jiang Anyang's poems more than anyone else, but she couldn't be in a hurry, otherwise she would be used to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, and she would never be able to eat ordinary meals again. Wu Xinyue watched her face change, and she was so frightened that she didn't dare to speak. In the end, Mo Ruyu looked at her and said, "You'd better not lie to me, if the poems you do are not good, I will expel you from the poetry club, understand?" Wu Xinyue nodded with a wry smile, she really lifted a stone to shoot herself in the foot, little Taoist, don't hurt me!