"Lao Hua, I didn't kill him. The little beggar raised his eyes to look at the figure beside him and spoke in a deep voice.

"I know. ”

Lao Hua already knew it when he saw the last sword on the little beggar ascending Sendai, or he had already guessed the result before the little beggar went to ascend Sendai, so he gave the little beggar the pheasant gui.

The way of Dengxiantai, with the character of a little beggar, will not go on after all, this point is very clear to the old man who has been with him for more than ten years, and it is precisely because of this that he had to use the killing anger of Pheasant Gui to lead the little beggar to that road with the help of Pheasant Gui's killing anger after the unblocking, and Dengxiantai is just an opportunity to unblock this anger.

He always called the flower and counted all this clearly.

"Then he ...... the white burning clouds at the beginning" The little beggar was not surprised to see the old flower, and said hurriedly. He knew how he had stabbed the sword, and he couldn't help but wonder about the sword on the sunset mountain.

Lao Zhaohua didn't answer his question, but was silent for a long time, "It's time to go." ”

The little beggar sank when he heard this, and he would not meet in the future, and it didn't matter if he was or not.

"Do you want to go alone?"

"Well, everything is ready for you. As he spoke, Lao Minghua threw a cloth bag at the little beggar.

Untie it carefully, in addition to the clothes and miscellaneous items, there are several strings of copper hangers and purses containing broken pieces of silver coins, which are heavy.

"You stole the Bai family?" The little beggar looked at the many silver taels in the cloth pocket, and couldn't believe it for a while, so he stared at it, when did the little beggar start to get rich and rich?

"The Bai family gave it, so you don't have to starve on the road to fight with wild boars. Lao Hua rolled her eyes at him, "Don't learn to be strong with both hands, it's good to have you." ”

Hearing this, the little beggar smiled and didn't speak, thinking about the many disasters and hardships on the way to Qiancheng at the beginning, but they were still engraved in the two hideous scars on his left arm. It's good to say that this time is different, I have walked in Dengsendai for a while, and I have more confidence.

"I'm going to do some errands, and if I'm not on the same road with you, I'll be waiting for you in Huaicheng. Lao Hua looked at the little man who touched the copper plates one by one in front of him, and his eyes flew with a smile, shook his head and went out.

The little beggar stroked the baby board in his hand, and he was indeed happy, but when Lao Zhaohua turned the door and disappeared, a trace of hidden sadness in his eyes suddenly came out, and his head also lowered.

He stood in the dilapidated temple and sank for a while, and finally wiped the sadness from his eyes, then looked up at the nine statues of gods in the main hall of the temple, and stepped out of the door.

It seems that there is a wanderer who has left home, and he doesn't know his age when he goes.

This time on the road is decent, a dress is brought out by the Bai family, naturally it is indispensable to have momentum, where can you see the destitude of the little flower. The chivalrous green shirt, the iron sword on the back, the pheasant around the waist, and the short whip must not be less, but there is a bit of the taste of the rivers and lakes of the youth.

The Huaicheng mentioned by Lao Hua is not in the Gannan country, but through the adjacent south country of Gannan country, and then through the longest Xuancang River in the Southern Xuan Domain, so that you can go to the Xuanmiao country where Huaicheng is located. Lao Zhaohua didn't set a time for the little beggar this time, just said that it was good to get there, and it was a long way to go, and it was not easy to set an exact number.

Fortunately, a rough circuit drawing was given in the cloth pocket, and it was no longer like a head-butt-bumped head.

After nearly three years, the teenager who went on the road again lost the recklessness of the previous road. He also broke into the mountains and forests, although his kung fu was not bad, but he also knew how to avoid walking, and did not dislike the beasts.

......

Walking through the passes, when they met the City God Temple, the little beggar still stopped for one night. Along the way, he also experienced the life of a rich man. The inn in that town can live, but I don't dare to spend it with a big hand, after all, this pair of silver is not familiar with it, so I have to compare the past one by one, pick the most economical, and I don't know how long the old flower can last.

I couldn't go down to the inn, but the town didn't have the City God Temple, so I couldn't go to grab the lot with the beggars, and I looked down on this good-looking clothes, so I should spend it with peace of mind.

It was already winter, and the little beggar added another robe to the green clothes, and walked for several months before approaching the border of Gannan Kingdom.

The little beggar still doesn't like to take the official road, it takes too much effort, the mountain road is much closer, walk over carefully, although he also encounters a lot of wild beasts, but he can't eat him after all.

On this day, I was still walking on the mountain road, but the beast suddenly did not come, but there was a tearing cry for help in my ears, and there was a burst of liver and intestines to be taught.

The little beggar stopped, and quietly slipped to the side, and through the bushes, he saw three fat men with bright and dangling knives, greasy, with a lewd glow in their eyes, and licked their lips with their fat tongues.

The little beggar frowned, and in the place where he couldn't see his face, he could see a figure constantly retreating behind him, but he accidentally kicked it, screamed and rubbed it on the ground and hurriedly retreated.

It was a woman, her clothes were much messier behind her, and most of her skin on her shoulders was exposed, and she kept grabbing the dust on the ground and throwing it at the three big men who surrounded her, crying with weakness.

The three big men watched the woman struggle on the ground, but walked slowly, as if enjoying such a scene, their eyes were lustful, and they laughed obscenely.

The little beggar who was watching suddenly thought of what he had said to the old man in the past, but the weaker in front of him was not a thick-legged man, listening to the voice, it was clearly a beautiful girl!

Another cry for help exploded in the forest, and a startled bird flew up in the distance. The woman who kept climbing and retreating didn't care about her behind her, and slammed into a big tree, causing the leading man among the three to immediately pounce.

But before this man arrived, a sharp stone suddenly hit his chest before he could react, and it hurt so much.

"Who!"

The fierceness in the black man's eyes shrank suddenly, and the two people behind him were startled to raise their knives and look around vigilantly.

After all, the little beggar still didn't listen to the old Huahua sentence "When it's time to shoot, the little beggar can't do it" watching the weak woman being bullied, and reading the "Hero Saves the Beauty" section.

Walking out of the cover of a tree, the little beggar's face was faint, but it startled the three people opposite and the woman who turned around. The woman's eyes were full of joy, but they were full of worry.

The three big men were also stunned for a while, unable to figure out the little beggar in front of them. At this time, the little beggar looked full of chivalry, and the momentum was indispensable. The three of them knew the way of immortals, and they couldn't figure it out in their hearts, so they were a little timid.

"Don't, don't hit him. Tears fell from the woman's eyes, her messy hair, and she looked poignant, "I followed, I followed...... As these words were spoken, the figure leaning at the foot of the tree seemed to have lost all strength, and his eyes suddenly darkened.

Hearing this, it was the three men who were happy in their eyes, since the woman was familiar, it was impossible for her to be an immortal all the way, after all, they still knew the woman's family background.

"Boy, I've read too many books, and my head is not bright, and I don't even weigh it when I learn from other people's heroes to save beauty. The reckless man raised his knife to the little beggar and laughed loudly, and the two people who followed him also looked at him with idiots, full of disdain.

"Don't, don't. The man who fell to the ground threw himself on the big man's lap, and slid down a little more with his clothes, and saw that the bandit leader's throat was dry and the flames were scurrying.

"Hey, hey. The black man enjoyed it quite a bit, with a lewd look in his eyes, "If I had obeyed Lao Tzu and me earlier, why would there be so many things." As he spoke, he kicked the woman away, but at the same time as kicking away, the little beggar on the opposite side suddenly moved.

The little beggar untied the short whip from his waist, and the sharp stone he had picked up before flew out of his hand and cut towards the stunned three.

The three of them swung their knives to cut, although they were all trained in the mountains, but where to eat the high means trained by the old man called the flower, stopped one or two, but they ate more, and the cries of pain became one in a blink of an eye.

The little beggar had already rushed over, blocking in front of the woman who had fallen to the ground, and the short whip broke through the wind, and quickly whipped towards the three of them, beating them severely. The stone and the short whip are together, and even if there are three people, it is not easy to greet them. The leader's heart was horizontal, and he slashed towards the little beggar in pain, but before the knife could be dropped, his wrist was cut by a flying stone, and the blood flew up, and he suddenly let go of his hand, and the big knife fell to the ground.

Black Sweat covered his wrists, his eyes were frightened, he didn't pick up the knife, he spread his legs and ran, but the other two were stunned, and they disappeared as soon as they pulled their legs.

The previous ferocious momentum disappeared in a blink of an eye, and the disheveled woman looked at the figure in front of her in a daze, not daring to be with the childish scholar's appearance, but she thought of something, and her eyes fell down, and there seemed to be a trace of chagrin.

"Are you alright? The little beggar turned his head and caught a glimpse of the woman's mostly exposed snow-white fragrant shoulders, and she blushed a little, and suddenly lost her previous youthful chivalry. The woman didn't speak, but hurriedly pulled up her clothes and nodded.

The little beggar didn't know what to do for a while, this hero saved the beauty, but why is it a little different from the book?

The woman put her hand on the ground and tried to stand up, but the little beggar hurriedly reached out to help her, but he could see that she was twisting to her ankle.

But this hand was only half extended, but he was suddenly frightened to see that the woman who fell to the ground stood up alone, flicked the dust on her body, and then stomped on her foot, and the loess on her shoes also fell.

The woman saluted the little beggar, and walked away with a heavy look in her eyes, leaving the little beggar alone and wondering.

Raised the hand that stopped halfway and scratched his head, and the scene in the book suddenly became unfamiliar.

And the figure who walked away, his footsteps were quite steady.

This old gentleman who wrote a book must not have walked the rivers and lakes, I can't believe it, I said that the wind and snow are gone, where is it so beautiful, it's all nonsense, this saved the beauty and confused himself, and the little flower child in the pit is shallow in knowledge.

If he couldn't figure it out, he had to blame it on the person who wrote the book, which was a deceptive doorway.