blending into the crowd, the bearded man still doesn't dare to be careless. After finding the donkey, the two quickly followed the crowd out of the city.

Before the two of them could go far, the city gate slammed shut with a bang.

The bearded man patted the donkey, and he didn't dare to stay, but at the head of the city, the old man in yellow with a sword still caught up.

A Dao robe was broken miserably, with some sparks that had not had time to be extinguished, and his scorched face was a little embarrassed with blood stains.

Shan Shuang kicked hard on the donkey's buttocks, and the donkey suddenly rushed out. This thing, if you really want to run, really doesn't look like a towing donkey.

Shan Shuang and the bearded man could only follow and burrow into the forest.

Shan Shuang's anger is true, but he also recognizes his own weight. Just relying on the old road to jump directly down from the two-storey city wall, there is no bias at all, and the single and double know that they are not the enemy of the same.

Those pair of pillar legs, after all, stood on the mountain.

The bearded man said to Shan Shuang in his heart, "He was injured by Lu Jun, I can delay for a while, you run first." ”

As soon as Shan Shuang heard it, he immediately chose another direction, pulled his legs and ran, the bearded man who didn't hesitate to look at it was stunned, and secretly said, "You don't have to be so decisive!"

Complaining and complaining, the bearded man still took the lead in carrying a big knife to face Lao Dao, his momentum rose suddenly, and Lao Dao raised his eyebrows, "Break the dust door! No wonder there is a stir in this river and lake." ”

The bearded man pretended to be an old man, and raised his eyebrows, "If you break the strange door, it's no wonder you can be the head of Hua'an Mountain." ”

The old Taoist was angry, "Shaft, look for death!"

After the bearded man was unwilling, he was furious, "Old Dao, damn it!"

The two were about to collide together like arrows from the string, but Lao Dao suddenly twisted his body and went straight to the fleeing Shan Shuang.

Shan Shuang, who had just slowed down, couldn't help but curse in a low voice, and immediately raised the speed again, but the old Tao stepped on the void even in a row, and the speed was abnormally fast, and between breaths, he chased after him, and the long sword broke through the air.

On the edge of life and death, his eyes showed a fierce light, like a life-fighting antelope under the claws of a lion, raising his antlers, but instead he approached and hit the old man in the abdomen with a heavy fist.

The whole process has no sense of disobedience, as smooth as flowing water, and when he hits a punch, Lao Dao is not only not angry, but smiles, as if everything is expected.

Shan Shuang also looked up and smiled, and the snail walked briskly for the first time, and before the old road landed, it was another punch in the waist.

When the fist is high, the punch dragon raises its head.

Lao Dao's face fluctuated slightly, but the weight of the two punches was completely different. If the previous punch is still under the mountain, the next punch has already entered the rivers and lakes.

Lao Dao raised this kid a little in his heart, but that's all.

This hidden dragon punched, but it was empty. One punch misses, but the whole center of gravity can never be pulled back.

I don't know when Lao Dao has appeared behind Shan Shuang, the smile on the corner of his mouth, but he is happy, how can he be calculated by a junior?

The killing sword was suddenly handed out, and when the tip of the sword was against the back of Shan Shuang, he was even more proud.

But at this last moment, the sword in his hand couldn't be delivered. On the contrary, there was a pain in his chest, and Lao Dao looked down to see that it was actually a bronze long sword that pierced his chest from his vest.

Lao Dao looked at Shan Shuang, he still had palpitations on his face when he turned around, but a hint of a smile outlined at the corner of his mouth could make Lao Dao feel like a slap in the face.

With a slap of his hand between his chest, the bronze long sword was directly blasted out, and the feeling of colic disappeared.

The bearded man also rushed up at this time, the dust door opened, the momentum was still rising, and the old road was hit, and the old road was finally split, protecting the single and double behind him.

Lao Dao stared at the bronze long sword hanging in the air, and then looked at the beard that was becoming more and more invisible, and forcibly resisted the idea of killing the two of them, so he covered his chest and turned away.

The bearded man watched Lao Dao leave, and then glanced at the bronze long sword that had been put away in both hands and in fear.

He could see clearly from the sidelines, the bronze sword flew out of the donkey's scabbard on its own, hiding in the shadows not far from him, waiting for it.

It wasn't until Lao Dao dodged behind Shan Shuang that he would kill at the last moment.

It's just that the gap between the two is no longer something that a spirit sword can make up. If the single and double also broke the dust door, this will be a killer blow, but it can't end the old way, and the bearded man thinks that he can also leave the old way in the waste of some hole cards.

Thinking about the identity of this old way, not to mention the reputation that will inevitably shock the entire rivers and lakes in the future.

Just the heavy treasures on Lao Dao's body made the bearded man's heart pound. If there is a chance, the bearded man must not leave one for the old man.

If you reveal a piece casually, you can get a sky-high price, but it has a future compared to guarding the list of rivers and lakes that has disappointed him every day.

However, if Shan Shuang really broke through the dust door, with this spirit sword, there is really no need to be so careful, and the two of them work together, it does not mean that they do not have the power to fight.

The bearded man habitually stroked his long beard, patted Shan Shuang's shoulder, and sighed, "Your sword, but the style of the old rivers and lakes, and some mountain style." ”

Regardless of the strength or weakness, that forbearance is what the beard really values.

Singles and shuangs were supported by a big beard, and he finally saw an earth-shattering battle, although that level had nothing to do with him, but after all, he learned a truth.

The older a person gets, the more he understands the word prudence.

Whether it's in the mountains or in the rivers and lakes. Only the more cautious you are, the longer you can live.

is like the golden-crowned woman, compared to the old ghost Zhou who manipulated the puppet.

Although both of them died at the hands of Sword Immortal Wu Prisoner, the way of death was completely different.

Old Ghost Zhou finally asked for half of Wu's life, and he swayed between life and death, but the edge of the sword immortal won by one point. And the woman's death was too insignificant.

It is later generations who commented, perhaps a sentence of unjust death can summarize the whole woman.

If you really want to talk about some intelligence, it is difficult to find any outstanding highlights in single and double. Fortunately, Shan Shuang likes to ponder and can keep it in mind.

If it weren't for Lao Dao's sword that could really kill him, both of them would rather endure it again.

is the bearded man who laughs at the head of Hua'an Mountain, and he keeps both of them in his heart. Remind yourself again and again to be careful and careful.

can only say that he is lucky, Lu Jun's final madness must have made this old way pay a lot of price. There is also a big beard on the side, so that the old Taoist has a distraction, and this sword has been effective.

It's just that even so, he still failed to kill Lao Dao. The life-saving methods of these mountain people have given Shan and Shuang more insight.

This sword goes straight to the heart!

That old way can still walk like flying, and some of the immortal methods are not something that can be figured out by a single or double.

Shan Shuang put the bronze long sword back into the sword bag held by the donkey, and said with a smile, "Brother Yue, isn't it also stepping on the immortal mountain and wandering the rivers and lakes?"

The bearded man's eyes widened, and he was a little anxious, and he quickly pouted, "Don't listen to that old nonsense, where am I from the mountains." However, one of the crowd was a poor mountaineer, who was just lucky enough to run into the fairy gate. ”

Where did Shan Shuang believe this words, and reluctantly agreed, which made the bearded man a little worried.

However, as he spoke, he still took a golden pill and handed it to his hands, and said, "This is just from Lao Dao's body, two Hui Yuan Dan, for the sake of your spiritual sword, I will give you one." ”

Singles and doubles took the golden pill, the pill was only the size of a particle, but the fragrance was strong, and faintly, there were actually stars inside.

The bearded man really knows a lot of things, and he also took a pill, which can be regarded as a growth experience for both singles and doubles, "Don't underestimate this pill, even the people on the mountain are eager to rush to it." Taoists like to tinker with these things the most, and this time Yuan Dan heard that it was the introduction of Yuehua Xingcui, whether it is to restore vitality or increase cultivation, it is very beneficial. If you find the right seller, you will definitely be able to bid a sky-high price. ”

Shan Shuang looked carefully, and he didn't feel that the beard was bragging, but just asked, "If that old man is the one who can, can he break the dust door?"

The bearded man touched his beard and thought about it, and said, "It's difficult! But with the Fang family's waist, if you can get so many immortal things, with the cooperation, maybe you can do it!"

Shan Shuang asked again, "Can this golden pill really be more important than Miss Fang's life?"

The bearded man was speechless for a while and was in a bad mood. In this matter, he is actually the one who was calculated, and what is even more depressing is that the one who calculates him is still the most brainless fire monkey.

With the way of the fire monkey, no matter how much the bearded man has hole cards, he will definitely not be an opponent. It's just that the fire monkey borrowed his hand to try the trick of Fang Fu's depths.

It's just that those Taoist monks have long been ambushed in it, so they forced a fire monkey fight.

The people under the mountain are the most cold-blooded.

Therefore, the bearded man likes the rivers and lakes the most, and the grievances and hatreds are just swords and swords.

Shan Shuang didn't really want an answer, but the bearded man said it, and he just listened at most.

There are some things that you have to think about and argue by yourself, so that you can really have a rod and scale in the future, and you will have a weight in case of trouble.

Putting the pill in his arms, he led the donkey in both hands, and seemed to interrupt at random, "Brother has these Hui Yuan Pills, he can always make a difference, go further." ”

The bearded man was full of interest, but excited, "If you eat four Hui Yuan Dan, it is a pig, and you can jump on it." ”

It's just that as soon as the words fell, he cried and mourned, like a piece of meat.

Shan Shuang pretended not to know, and asked with a blank face, "Why do you have such an expression, isn't it a bad thing?"

The bearded man scolded in his heart, and he still took out a small bottle with a pleasant face.

Shan Shuang also wanted to open his mouth to ask a few words, but it could be seen that the bearded man begged for mercy, so he accepted the jade bottle, patted the donkey's buttocks, and hurried away as soon as possible.

The old Taoist will not be able to catch up for a while, but the rest of the yellow-clothed Taoist priests don't know what the situation is.

If they really let them catch up, the two Hui Yuan Dan on their bodies now will definitely not be able to keep them.

The bearded man suddenly spoke, "In the future, if you fight with someone, you will mainly cut someone's throat and neck, followed by the head, and heart and lungs again." If you are a mountain person, you must first protect yourself, and then you want to kill the enemy. ”

Single and double key heads, the word rivers and lakes, the depth is difficult to guess. The bearded man is an old word.

Far away from Longyang City, I found a store and had a hot meal. He was not busy telling stories to make money, so he took out his booklet and wrote a few strokes, but stopped again and looked back at Longyang City for a long time.

The bearded man's appetite today is not as good as before, and he only ate half of the beef that was sacrificed for a few taels of teeth on weekdays, and when he saw that Shan Shuang was thinking a lot, he comforted, "Don't worry, the people on the mountain can value the land boundary, this place is no longer the territory of Hua'an Mountain, and it can't catch up." ”

Shan Shuang said, "I'm afraid I have to go back to Longyang City!"

The bearded man was puzzled, "If you go back now, the risk is not low." Is there a real urgency?"

Shan Shuang's expression was firm, and his tone was affirmative, "This must be done." ”

In the night, two young men rushed into the city in a hurry when the city gate was about to close.

One has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and the other is a Confucian student.

Shan Shuang touched his face that was still a little uncomfortable, his beard was unshaven, and the vicissitudes of his face were not the same person at all.

As for the bearded man, he has transformed into a "serious" Confucian student. Without that conspicuous beard, his swarthy face was extremely watery.

The two inquired in the city, and the first place they came to was the "vineyard".

The two stayed for nearly an hour before escaping from the rouge gouache.

Those girls couldn't stop laughing, and said bluntly, that old Jianghu was not as good as a Confucian student, but it made Lao Jianghu blush.

The Confucian Xiaosheng smiled on his face, and the old Jianghu with a flushed face was annoyed, "Laughing very much, don't tell me a long time ago." ”

The Confucian Xiaosheng was not angry, but smiled even more, "Okay, next, which girl are we going to find?"

Lao Jianghu snorted lightly, even if he complained, he still said the girl after all.

The two of them ran around in Longyang City, and overnight, they actually found seven or eight women who were still in the boudoir.

Among them, it is inevitable to be discovered, or the girl screams, for a while, Longyang City, which is lively during the day, is even more lively at night.

The chickens and dogs jumped all night, and on the second day, there were a few more portraits on the list of the rivers and lakes.

The portraits are different, there are the Confucian students, the hunchbacked old man, the handsome cream students, and the ugly face full of twisted flowers.

At the bottom, the four-character chase and killing order of the flower thief is conspicuous.

Some people say that it was the thousand-faced man Lu Jun who made the move, and some people denied it, saying that the thousand-faced man Lu Jun was punished, and there must be someone else.

In any case, the Jianghu arrest list occupied the first place for a while.

Shan Shuang still has thick eyebrows and big eyes, but his face is flushed, which makes the Confucian students on the side secretly happy for a long time.

Most of the people who were identified were vague at night, and everyone said a word, and there were many more faces.

However, although he was named a flower thief, fortunately, he didn't make such a trip in vain, and finally found so many two people who knew the inside story.

Looking at the booklet that was put away by the single and double, the Confucian student couldn't help but sigh, "Who would have thought that there would be such a thousand turns in it." This Lu Jun, who everyone says is a flower, is such an infatuated species. In this world, it is really becoming more and more invisible. ”

Shan Shuang has a deep understanding, "Aren't we like this, haven't we also become flower thieves?"

After eating the morning noodles, the two of them hurriedly stayed away from Longyang City.

This time it's not that I'm afraid of that old way, but I'm afraid that I will meet my acquaintance last night again, and it will be difficult to get out.

In the hotel where the two stayed yesterday, Shan Shuang told a story that had just been written.

The hero of the story is an infatuated fire monkey.

It's about a shape-shifting fire monkey who falls in love with a rich lady, but he doesn't understand the world, so he doesn't know where to start, so he looks for the lady's relatives and friends.

But who knows, this infatuated fire monkey broke into the boudoir, and was regarded as a disciple who coveted beauty, and was even mistaken for a flower thief, and was on the list of the rivers and lakes.

Although she finally won the heart of a beautiful woman, she was also known by the young lady's family. The identity that was inadvertently revealed attracted the greedy eyes of the old man.

As a result, a big battle in which the fire monkey meets the enemy alone is about to begin.

This is where the story ends. The little storyteller was like a stitch in his mouth, and he couldn't open it anymore.

The audience complained a lot, but fortunately, there was an experienced trust, and he still got some money.

After leaving the store, Confucian Xiaosheng also complained, saying that he had been busy for so long, and he didn't mention him at all.

Shan Shuang said that he had his own story, and he would definitely not be able to run.

It's too embarrassing to just let Shan Shuang tell him face to face.

The two went all the way north, out of a hundred miles, and finally arrived at the branch.

Confucian Xiaosheng patted the donkey and boasted, "This donkey is good, make a price?"

Shan Shuang took back the rope from the hands of Confucian Xiaosheng, "The elders gave it, but I didn't dare to resign, let alone borrow it." ”

The Confucian student only felt bored, and he also knew that as soon as Shan Shuang's words came out, the donkey's idea was completely dispelled.

When it comes to reasoning, this guy is the most reasonable.

Some people, black is said to be white. Some people, the white one, think that the black one.

But here, what is black will always be black.

It can't be said who is better than whom, and the words black and white are not something he can decide.

Confucian Xiaosheng raised his hand, although the appearance is different, the boldness remains the same, "There is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed, say goodbye, if there is a fate, the rivers and lakes will meet again." ”

Shan Shuang is also funny, and he does have a lot of feelings for this improper "beard", but when he parted, he was inevitably curious, "Can you let me see my real appearance?

The Confucian Xiaosheng laughed, "I don't want to change my name." If you don't change your surname, you have a radius of 100 miles, who doesn't know how fast Yue catches? ”

The Confucian Xiaosheng unveiled the mask again, and the appearance inside shocked Shan Shuang.

Yue catches quickly, and he is a faceling.

A mouth, a pair of eyes, and moreover, it is miserable, without a nose and without a beam.

Before leaving, the Confucian students gave two fake masks. One of them was the fierce beard.

Looking at the melancholy and unhappy, the Confucian Xiaosheng sighed and laughed, "If you knew what it was, I wouldn't have shown you my face." ”

Shan Shuang was just the head of the joke, and the Confucian Xiaosheng shook his hand away, "Although the mask is true, be careful of the people on the mountain, not just recognize the appearance." ”

After speaking, the tall Confucian student jumped a few times and went to the distance.

There are lawsuits in the rivers and lakes, and the judgment is fast. is also a Jianghu person, and he has been pickled together.

This mountain, this rivers and lakes, and what Shan and Shuang think, there is a difference.

He patted the donkey and let it follow.

Squatted down, stepped on a snail step, punch after punch.

It is destined to be thousands of mountains and rivers, followed by the old man's donkey, followed by the bronze sword brought by Heiwa, what I think, that is the knowledge taught by Mr. and the story told by the teacher.