Chapter 312: It's hard to be a clean official

"East Evil, West Poison, Southern Emperor, Northern Beggar, Middle Naughty Boy" and others, but the scriptures were also brought to Kunlun Mountain by Yin Kexi; more than 90 years later, Zhang Wuji obtained the scriptures in the belly of the white ape in Kunlun Mountain, and became a generation of heroes with this scripture to shock the martial arts.

Qiao Zhen glanced at Chu Luo'er and said, "If I killed you, will you blame me!"

"Of course, it's to compete with you, Master, I haven't compared with Master for a year. Qiao Zhen said with a smile.

Zhou Yixin and Zhang Fenhua heard this, but they only looked at each other and smiled. His right hand gripped the sword.

Xiao Xiucai smiled and said: "My Fair Lady, the gentleman is good, how can I not know such a beauty."

A few thieves hiding somewhere in the mountains had already set their sights on Long Aotian and the others at the foot of the mountain.

Qiao Zhen was secretly frightened, but he didn't expect that the other party was just a hand-to-hand kung fu, and he even found out that his meridians were broken.

Dahan is so angry, secretly scolding this bastard beggar where did he come from?

"Storytelling Story" suddenly regained the bottom of the show, jumping to the top ten positions in the whole station!?

Qiao Chen's figure flew out upside down, smashing into the gate of the cottage that had been broken, and slammed heavily on the rocks in front of him, but his sword remained unchanged, and the blood-colored long knife once dissipated in the air.

"Yes, Jian'er understands. Qiao Zhen stood up straight and replied.

"I see. Yin Fengsha nodded and looked at Qiao Zhen coldly, "Piaofengzi can be said to have died in your hands, if it weren't for the wounded hand and the residual poison was not cleaned, how could the two little centipedes of the Fahrenheit Shuangxiong hurt him." ”

"Tomorrow, the 7 of us will be divided into 2 teams, I, Zhao Hu, and Qiao Xu, the first team will follow Long Aotian and them, and the second team of the others will continue to disguise themselves as ordinary people and go to Nanzhen Fusi to report non-stop to ask for reinforcements. Although those people in Taoyuan Mountain are gnashing their teeth at us, they will not kill us when we meet. I'll stabilize them first, and then Qin Ming, you'll have to come in time!"

Zhou Liang hurriedly said: "My beard is crawling with ants, and my jaw burns!"

"It is really a great blessing for my Ming Dynasty to have a clean official like Brother Ouyang who thinks about people and the people. ”

Feng Yuhe muttered dissatisfiedly: "Do you think that others are like you, what martial arts can be learned as soon as you learn them, and you can master them as soon as you use them?"

The wooden tables and chairs on both sides were shot with countless small holes, and suddenly collapsed and fell to the ground, at this moment, the sound of "snort" rang sharply, and a purple shadow in the snow-white sword light suddenly soared and disappeared.

Wu Xinming pursed his lips, sneered and glanced at Chief Manager Yang who was bowing his head, and then said to Qiao Xu: "He is just a chief manager, and he is not a member of our Ye family. Besides, I think what Jun'er said is right, now that we are talking about the Ye family, it is not the turn of a general manager to intervene. ”

The monk was dressed in white clothes, extremely clean, his eyes were lowered at this time, he played with the rosary in his hand, and even Qiao Zhen was shocked by the words he said.

Following the patriarch's arrangement, he secretly led the big green cattle found in Dongshan to the market outside and sold them, and after coming back and handing over the money from selling the cattle, Wu Liwei proposed to give Wu Lishan the old house of Qiao Xu's family as a reward, and the patriarch Wu Youren, as well as Wu Jizong and others immediately nodded in agreement. So the above two successive patriarchal speeches were presented.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?" Lin Xiao gritted his teeth and said.

Qiao Chen's fists were clenched tightly, his fists were placed straight on the ground, and the strength of his fists was used to make his body stand up, and his feet touched the ground straight, this is Qiao Chen's very common exercise method in his last life, push-ups, but Qiao Zhen did this push-up with two fists.

At the first glance of Ouyang Ziling, as a normal man, although it was in this Ming Dynasty, Qiao Zhen also had a lot of reactions that a man should have. The white melon seed face without rouge shows a pink mouth, a pair of big eyes that are full of water, and two slender eyebrows with grievance and tenacity.

"Dad!" Wang Qianlie screamed.

Overnight, the swordsmanship has become more and more exquisite, compared with the previous has made great progress, due to the absence of fire and poison, the sword moves that could not be practiced before can now be skillfully used, and the use of internal force is more and more arbitrary, even the master who is usually indifferent to him is full of praise for him, saying that he did not see the wrong person, and on the way to practicing the sword, Qiao Zhen is really talented.

Since he was treated indifferently by this crazy old man in the place of so many people, his subordinates grabbed the old man's old collar with indignation, and tried to throw the thin old man from his seat.

"Now let's ask the mountain gods!

He could feel the kind of feeling that Master had said at the beginning, that the sword in his hand could once have a mysterious feeling between the purpose of his assassination, and with the movement of his mind, he could casually send the sword into any center of the purpose.

"You're here!" the man said lightly.

Qiao Zhen took advantage of the situation to grab this brocade guard who had broken his hand tendons, and after absorbing his internal force with star sucking**, he used to be a human r sandbag and threw it at the two brocade guards in front of him.

Thinking of this, Qiao Chen's figure accelerated again, leaving only afterimages in the same place, Tiger Mountain finally arrived, Qiao Zhen saw Zhang Xueyan's figure, and the tears on Zhang Xueyan's face had not yet dried.

Qiao Zhen continued to shout, but the rich man almost died of anger.

From a distance, Qiao Zhen saw that Wang Hushan had washed Wang Qianlie's body and was dressing him, Qiao Zhen was so bad that he passed it, standing by Lin, Wang Hushan dressed Wang Qianlie, but he didn't hold it, but sat beside his son in a daze, Su Ri's straight body was actually hunched down overnight.

But after Qiao Zhen woke up, he looked left and looked again, but he didn't see the old man, it should be that the old man had left.

At this moment, the words of aging suddenly sounded in Qiao Chen's mind.

When the fat tiger walked to the door, he slapped the left palm and the right palm, patting off the two wooden stools, which was extremely angry. Seeing the palm cabinet trembling and looking at the table, he shouted, "Look at what!

Qiao Zhen saw clearly, there were really a lot of people coming, there were twenty or thirty, but they were all beggars in rags, old and young, with weapons in their hands, and their faces were full of hostility.

Qiao nodded and said, "I don't want to kill you." Your fifth brother himself deserves to die, if someone hadn't interceded, I would have slapped him to death at that time. ”

Pretending to be suddenly bright, Wu Lishan took an opportunity to come to Wu Liwei's side and asked quietly: