Shanxi, Hujiazhuang.

Tingfeng Pavilion Restaurant, in the private room on the second floor.

A man of medium stature, with his hands behind his back, looked at the five people in front of him with a heavy face.

His face was thin and hard, shaped like a knife, and he had a pair of vicious small triangular eyes, revealing a cold light of a thief.

Looks in his forties.

Suddenly, he grabbed the neck of the person in front of him and glared angrily.

The man who was grabbed by the neck did not dare to look at him, but only looked at the teacup on the table in horror.

At this time, the other four people all felt a chill down their spines, and some of them were timid, and they had begun to tremble.

The middle-aged man suddenly let go of his hand, lowered his body, and asked in a cold voice, "You said that it was the Kongtong faction and the beggar gang who killed the third brother, right?"

"Yes...... Yes, Second Master. The man was shaking, and his speech was stacca;.

"Let you go and check the details, and find out such a result for me?" suddenly roared loudly: "Then what do I want you to do? It is better to read more "Jianghu Daily"!"

"Report to the second master," a person next to him stood up boldly, hugged his fists and said: "Now in Jiuquan City, there are people from the Nine Great Sects everywhere, we don't dare to go in." ”

"Yes, yes," another person stood up, grimaced, and clenched his fists: "The people of the nine major factions, some old and young, some are familiar." When we went, we met Wei Daofeng head-on, but fortunately he was talking to people about business at the time, otherwise it would have been troublesome. ”

"A bunch of waste! How did I, Hu Youer, feed you bunch of waste!" kicked the table and shouted: "The four disciples of the Longmen Inn and the Kongtong Sect killed my brother, and I, Hu Youer, will take revenge." ”

......

"Uncle Wei, shall we go and meet the beggar brothers?" He Yunqi threw the futon to the ground, for fear that Uncle Wei would veto, and said as if emphasizing something: "Now, the beggar gang is clear in the nine major factions, and we are still secret." ”

Wudang and his entourage bought a small local dilapidated Taoist temple and took care of it inside and outside for three days, which can be regarded as a bit of a look.

He Yunqi finally put on a new robe, three years, the first time to change, is beautiful.

"It's finally all over. Wei Daofeng tilted his body and sat down on the futon to rest.

He is forty-two years old this year, and he is known as the "Demon Sword" by the people of the rivers and lakes.

Not only is he strong in martial arts, but he is also said to be able to pinch and chant spells to treat zombies.

It was rumored that the highest record had eliminated the flying zombie in Widow Zhang's cave. It sounds so creepy, but not many people believe it.

It is rumored that zombies are divided into nine categories, from low to high, namely: walking corpses, purple zombies, white zombies, green zombies, hairy zombies, flying zombies, wandering corpses, ambushed corpses, and non-bones. Those that exceed the bones are called lukes. But so far, no one has ever seen that kind of frightening thing.

This time, Liu Qingfeng left his four disciples with Wei Daofeng and asked him to carry out the task in his place.

"What did you just say, that you were going to see the beggars?"

Wei Daofeng said a word, then sat up straight, and said with a smile: "If you want to beggars to help the brothers, you can go." I finally went down the mountain, and Uncle Shi won't be so strict with you. As long as we remember our Wudang doctrine, that's it. ”

"Uncle Xie. Xiao Daogu couldn't hide the joy in her heart.

Wudang Three Swords, Uncle Shuwei has the best temper, and he treats his fellow disciples easily, but it's a pity that he doesn't accept disciples himself, which makes people feel regretful.

This time, Wei Daofeng brought 1,000 taels of silver, in addition to buying a house and land, and taking care of the government, he had a lot of silver left, but he also improved his life.

He knew that the four teachers and nephews were usually bitter, so he made a new set of robes for each of them first, but the word "Wudang" was missing on the back.

"Senior brother, why don't you come with me. ”

She thought that going alone was not enough for the scene, so she had to take her senior brother He Yunhao with her.

He Yunhao is honest, looks very ugly, and usually speaks little, but he can't resist the little junior sister, so he followed.

The reason why he didn't speak much was not his intention, but he was trained by Liu Qingfeng, and he didn't dare to speak much in front of his fellow teachers. But once you leave the division commander......

Heyun angrily carried a small basket, which was full of Taoist vegetarian food, most of which were snacks made by herself, and this time in order to give it away, she added a lot of sweetness.

"Senior brother, you should go quickly. ”

"Oh, junior sister, don't panic, let's go slowly, don't be in a hurry. He Yunhao walked slowly and said slowly.

"You're a real chronicler. Tsuruyun muttered angrily.

"What's wrong with being chronic?" He Yunhao said unhurriedly: "Our master has praised me more than once, saying that I am stable and will become a great tool in the future." ”

"That time, the master thought that you were moving too slowly, and said that you 'It will take a quarter of an hour to put on a loud skin, but it is really atmospheric and steady!', so you can't understand the words, and you will become a big weapon." Heyun was so angry with this nostril-flipping senior brother that he just urged him many times.

Later, when she saw Heyunhao dead a pig, she angrily walked in front by herself, walking faster and faster.

When I came to the Dragon Gate Inn, I saw Tang Xiaofeng and the gray-clothed man competing with a sword, this sword was issued in an instant, but it was magnificent, and everyone was stunned on the spot.

"Okay!" Ouyang Xiaolang suddenly shouted: "Good swordsmanship!" I didn't expect that the Central Plains Martial Arts can really come out in large numbers, I, Ouyang Xiaolang, am willing to make friends with the two." ”

As a result, the two sword rivals didn't pay any attention to him.

The man in gray turned around and said to Tang Xiaofeng, "Could it be that you really forgot everything?"

"No, I haven't forgotten Shilan, I haven't forgotten "Flying Immortals". ”

"And who I am, do you remember?"

"I don't remember. ”

The man in gray suddenly laughed, his laughter was full of bitterness, and his laughter stopped abruptly, and said, "It's really sad, you said that you only remember two things, but you still remember one wrong." ”

"Which one?" Tang Xiaofeng asked.

"She's not Shilan. The gray-clothed man pointed at Youlan with his left hand, staring at Tang Xiaofeng with blazing eyes.

"She's Shilan. Tang Xiaofeng said expressionlessly.

"It's not. The man in gray accentuated.

"Yes!" Tang Xiaofeng suddenly glared.

"No!" the man in gray glared angrily again.

"Yes!!" Tang Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows angrily, pointed his sword at the man in gray, suddenly paused, slowed down his voice and said, "You want to deliberately provoke me." ”

"Come, try again with me!" the man in gray posed as an "immortal guiding the way".

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable. At this time, the ugly-looking young Taoist priest came over and stood in the middle of the two people.

He walked slowly and leisurely, and even the speed of reciting the Dharma horn was so slow and leisurely, giving people a sense of hypnosis: "Two donors, don't be angry. Let's listen to the poor Dao's advice, let go of the anger in my heart, as long as the two of you are willing to ......"

"Hey, little Taoist. Suddenly, a Toutuo came over and said angrily: "Hugh wants to please people here, if you are begging, I will give you two pieces of silver." Get out of here. As he spoke, with a touch of his wrist, the two coins of silver drew a white line in the air and went straight to Heyunhao.

He Yunhao usually swallows slowly, but when he saw this person using silver as a hidden weapon, he was unequivocal. The sleeves of the robe shook, and it was caught steadily.

"This monk, oh, I'm sorry. A monk with hair like you seems to be called a head tuo, or a practitioner, but you and I are both monks, so we should be calm. Seeing the two donors fighting fiercely with swords here, how could they not persuade them?" He Yunhao waved his hand to the head and said, "Come on, come on, join me to comfort the two donors." ”

His words were so slow that he was anxious for a while.

"Little rabbit, there are two more moments!" said that, the head of Tuo was about to come up with his arms and sleeves, but at this moment, a person in the distance carried an iron flat pole and came slowly. As soon as the man looked up, he saw that many people were gathered here, and suddenly rushed towards him with a sudden speed.

Look at the man, who is as strong as a tiger, and his steps are heavy and thumping as he runs.

Suddenly, Ouyang Xiaolang frowned, and said in his heart: "The all-yang martial arts cultivated by this son actually rely on carrying water to cultivate, hehe, what a strange person." It's a pity that at such an age, it is less than three floors. With a swing of the fan, he said proudly: "Compared to me, it's still far behind." ”

"Alas, what are you guys doing here?" Wu Song put down his burden, walked over, and looked at the gray-clothed man: "Which sect are you from?

The gray-clothed man ignored Wu Song, and just said to Tang Xiaofeng: "I only want to ask you, is it better or not?"

Tang Xiaofeng said: "I only listen to two people, they ask me to compare, I compare, they don't let me compare, I don't compare." ”

"Which two?" asked the man in gray, slightly confused.

"Lan Lan's, and the third brother's. Tang Xiaofeng said coldly.

"No!" Wu Song waved his hand and said: "This mask hero, listen to my Wu Song, I want to make friends, let's sit in the house, I have a treat today." If you don't give this face, then you go, the sword has no eyes, and I won't let my righteous brother easily compete with others. ”

The man in gray asked Tang Xiaofeng again: "Tang Xiaofeng, do you listen to him?"

"Yes. ”

The man in gray burst out laughing, laughing worse than crying, and said, "Since this is the case, in the future, the name of the first sword in Shenzhou will still belong to my sword saint Ouyang Wuji." You, no objection, right?"

Tang Xiaofeng snorted coldly and said, "From now on, I don't want anything, just be with my family." I don't remember who you are, but I advise you not to bother you again. I don't care if you are the number one sword in the world, my sword has never been afraid. ”