Only Wang Laogou was left alone, standing in place, unable to help himself for a long time.

"That battle...... Is it really a conspiracy?" Wang Laogou looked up at the sky in the distance and muttered to himself.

After speaking, he carried the Beichen ancient knife, re-leaned on the crutches, and limped towards the inn.

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The next day, Li Changfeng woke up very early, and he went to bed early last night, not knowing what happened that night, nor did he know that Wang Laogou had a desperate fight with the gray-robed Taoist.

Li Changfeng climbed out of bed, there were already two buckets of water from the inn junior in the room, he washed his face casually, rinsed his mouth, and then directly pushed open the door of the room and came to the door of Wang Laogou's room.

Bang bang bang~

Li Changfeng stared at each other and banged the door of Wang Laogou's room, but after waiting for a long time, there was no response at all.

"It's weird, why is this old man so lazy today? The sun is shining on his buttocks, and he can't afford it?" Li Changfeng didn't care about anything else, came to the first floor of the inn by himself, and shouted that Xiao Er had prepared some food, plus a jar of wine, and comforted his five internal organs temple.

After Li Changfeng ate the stormy food, he called the innkeeper again, prepared some cooked beef for the old guy, carried a pot of wine, and went up to the second floor and came to the door of Wang Laogou's room.

Li Changfeng knocked on the door several times, but there was still no response in the room, this kid's brows suddenly wrinkled, it stands to reason that this is all three poles a day, how can the old guy say that he has to get up? Could it be that the old man drank too much last night?

It's not, he knows the amount of alcohol this old man has very well, not to mention a few jars of extremely strong wine in Poyang City, even the best pear blossom wine that has made countless martial arts people bend their waists, the old guy is not a problem, Li Changfeng saw with his own eyes that day, this old man drank more than ten jars, and he was not drunk at all!

"Grandma's, could it be that this old guy was killed?" Li Changfeng flashed this thought in his mind, but then he shook his head, thinking to himself, how could the old guy, as the head of the world's leading figures in the martial arts thirty years ago, be killed so easily?

In this world, only Wang Laogou can kill others, no matter how you say it, it is impossible to become the target of others to kill at will!

"Old fellow, what are you doing in there! Open the door, I've brought your favorite wine, and several plates of cooked beef!" Li Changfeng knocked Wang Laogou's door, trying to attract the old guy's attention.

But after half a day, there was still no response in the room.

It's weird!

Li Changfeng didn't say a word, he raised his right leg and kicked the door hard, and the hard wooden door suddenly fell backwards, kicking up a puff of smoke and dust on the ground.

When the smoke dissipated, Li Changfeng suddenly saw blood all over the ground, and at this time, Wang Laogou was lying on the big bed in the room, and his body was also drenched in blood.

Li Changfeng was stunned on the spot.

After half a ring, the kid came back to his senses, threw the food in his hand, and instantly rushed to the old guy's bedside.

"Old fellow, what's wrong with you?" Li Changfeng's eyes were full of worry, and his right hand reached out and gently patted Wang Laogou's shoulder.

At this moment, I saw Wang Laogou slowly open his eyes, but in a blink of an eye, the old guy's chest rose and fell violently, coughed violently, and spit out a pool of blood when he opened his mouth.

"Are you alright?" Li Changfeng then asked.

Wang Laogou wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth vigorously, and said with a gloomy expression: "Old man...... Ahem, it's fine!"

"You old man is injured like this, and you still say you're okay? Who the hell did this? You tell me, I'll avenge you now!" Li Changfeng was furious, and saw that Wang Laogou, who was originally alive and well, was lying on the bed like a waste man at this time, this kid was suddenly furious, and he couldn't wait to rush out now and kill that guy who didn't have long eyes!

This one-legged old man is the only one he can bully, and no one else!

A fine light flashed in Li Changfeng's eyes, and his whole body was full of murderous intent and anger.

But at this time, Wang Laogou laughed loudly and recklessly, and this laugh involved the injuries on his body, causing the old guy to cough violently.

Li Changfeng hurriedly sat on the edge of Wang Laogou's bed, his face full of worry, but he didn't know what to do.

"Hehe, you kid has the seventy years of skill of the Northern Hells Cold Snake, but he doesn't have any real materials, what do you use to avenge the old man?" Wang Laogou looked deeply at Li Changfeng who was sitting on the edge of the bed, although he kept complaining, but his heart was relieved.

It seems that this kid is still not raised in vain!

Hearing Wang Laogou say this, Li Changfeng immediately clenched his fists, and his eyes were full of endless murderous intent: "Even if I can't beat the person who hurt you, even if I try my best to cultivate all my life, I will definitely gnaw off a piece of meat from him! Old fellow, tell me who it is that beat you like a bear?" I will definitely not spare him!"

Wang Laogou laughed at himself and said lightly: "Hehe, in the whole world, there are not many people who can fight to a draw with the old man, and there are only three or two people who can beat the old man into such a serious injury." Besides, you stinky boy doesn't know anything now, only relying on that accidental internal force, coupled with the Beichen Ancient Knife, there is no threat in front of the person who hurt me. ”

Wang Laogou exhaled a long breath of turbidity, and then said: "Well, since your kid asked, the old man told you." That person is the crescent mountain gray robe Taoist Tu Lao Qi, the world is called the demon road, as early as more than 30 years ago, the old man and he is the enemy of the world, the old man's left leg is still there, and he can't beat him, now he has lost his left leg, plus the progress of martial arts over the years is extremely slow, so the thief Lao Dao got the opportunity, met with the old man last night, fought hundreds of rounds, and then the old man was seriously injured here......"

"Demon Dao Tu Lao Qi, why haven't I heard of it before?" Li Changfeng's brows suddenly furrowed, and he asked full of doubts.

Wang Laogou chuckled lightly and said: "Hehe, how long has it been since your kid set foot in the martial arts? It's only been two months since the full fight, and in the past eighteen years, he has been a scholar and a talent, so how can he know the name of the Demon Dao Slaughtering Lao Qi? However, the old man can advise you in advance, if you want to fight with that old Taoist, it is absolutely impossible now! Not to mention you, even the old man made a move, and he only fought with him for five or five, although the old man is now seriously injured, but the thief and the old way are definitely not much better!"

"So what do we do now?"

"What else can I do? The old man is just a little injured, and he can't die, you kid is worried about a fart here!"

Wang Laogou rubbed his hungry stomach, and then said: "Hurry up and get some food for the old man, his grandmother's has been fighting with the thief for so long last night, and the old man is really hungry with this stomach!"

"Oh!

After Li Changfeng finished speaking, he got up suddenly, trotted all the way to the first floor of the inn, asked the little two for some wine and meat, and came back in a hurry with a plate.

Back in the room, Li Changfeng helped Wang Laogou to sit up, and put the plate of cooked beef in front of the old guy, the old man's eyes suddenly lit up, and regardless of the seriously injured body, he carried a piece of beef and stuffed it into his mouth, not only that, but the old guy's free left hand also skillfully opened the stopper of the wine jug, raised his neck and poured it into his stomach.

"Grandma's! It's so fucking cool!" said Wang Laogou, snorting with wine.

Looking at Wang Laogou, who was sitting on the head of the bed drinking and eating meat, the corners of Li Changfeng's mouth stretched, smiled lightly, turned around and returned to his room, and took advantage of the situation to take away the Beichen ancient knife.

Back in the room, Li Changfeng locked the door, sat on the bench in the center, and carefully studied the three-foot long knife in his hand that was glowing with coldness.

"Crescent Mountain...... Demon Dao Slaughter Lao Qi?" Li Changfeng muttered to himself with a look of disdain on his face.

Although the old guy was right, what kind of temper did Li Changfeng have? How could he let Wang Laogou suffer such a big loss and not let go of a fart?

Therefore, this kid has already made a decision in his heart.

That is to find the gray-robed Taoist and avenge the serious injury of Wang Laogou!

Grandma's, no one in the world can bully this old man, except for himself, even if others hurt the old man's hair, Li Changfeng has to carry a big blade to catch up for more than ten miles.

He's just that grumpy!

Although he has studied hard in the past eighteen years, as a mediocre scholar, he has no strength at all, and anyone can bully him. But now he is no longer as good as in the past, in the rivers and lakes, if he does not have the temperament of revenge and blood in the rivers and lakes, how should he Li Changfeng gain a foothold in martial arts in the future?

Therefore, this kid suddenly stood up, inserted the Beichen ancient knife back into the scabbard behind his back, left a note in the room, and then turned around and floated away, extremely chic.

Anyway, this kid thinks that he is so chic, but I don't know if Wang Laogou will pick up his crutches and beat him angrily after seeing that note.

Li Changfeng left, I don't know where to go, and at this time, Wang Laogou was still sitting on the bedside in the room, eating beef and drinking wine with a mouth full of oil, and the thief was happy in his childhood.

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After bidding farewell to Poyang City, Li Changfeng stood outside the city and thought for a long time.

From Wang Laogou's mouth, he learned that he had a big battle with the gray-robed Taoist last night, so he was seriously injured and returned. According to Li Changfeng's thoughts, the gray-robed Taoist was also injured a lot, although Wang Laogou lost a left leg, but in Li Changfeng's eyes, the old guy's strength is still unfathomable, even in this huge martial arts, there is absolutely no one who can beat Wang Laogou into such a bear without much effort!

Therefore, Li Changfeng would conclude that the gray-robed Taoist was not only injured, but also compared to Wang Laogou, he was definitely inferior!

But even if he knew that the gray-robed Daoist couldn't go far, but after a night passed, he had to travel twenty or thirty miles, right? Besides, Li Changfeng didn't know which direction the Daoist was leaving, so how could he find it?

Thinking of this, Li Changfeng raised his head and looked at the sky, prayed secretly in his heart, picked up a dead branch from the ground, marked one end, and threw it on the ground at will.

The dead branch turned around on the ground several times before it stopped, and the end marked by Li Changfeng pointed due east!

"It's Zhengdong!" A fine light flashed in Li Changfeng's eyes, although it showed that this method was not reliable, but now he had no way.

Therefore, Li Changfeng embarked on the eastbound road with one person and one knife.

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At this time, in the inn in Poyang City, Wang Laogou finished eating beef and drinking wine, and then came to Li Changfeng's door with a cane, and the old guy knocked on the door several times, but there was no sound at all.

Not good!

The old man kicked open the door, and there was no one inside, and the old man caught a glimpse of a note on the table.

It reads: "Old fellow, that gray-robed Taoist made you seriously injured and vomited a lot of blood, although I, Li Changfeng, are useless, but this time I want to prove myself and avenge this great revenge for you--! ”

After seeing this note, Wang Laogou suddenly became irritable, angrily tore up the note in his hand, and scolded outside the door.

"You stinky boy! You're so fucking idle and have nothing to do! How can you deal with that person? When you come back again, you must take his head, and you can do your big dreams! Don't pee on yourself, what kind of bear are you! You still want the old man to wait for you here, bullshit isn't! Bullshit isn't!"

The angry old guy suddenly rounded the cane in his hand, and a wave of true qi swept out, and the wooden table in front of him was suddenly smashed.

But at this moment, it affected the injuries on the old guy's body, and I saw him clutching his chest in severe pain, and he opened his mouth to spit out a pool of blood.

"Grandma's! If the old man is not beaten to death by that thief, he will also be by you kid! You still want to fight with others? You kid doesn't even count a little finger of others, what can you do!"

Wang Laogou was furious, he didn't care about anything, he went down to the second floor of the inn on crutches, and the waiting little two saw the old guy, and immediately rushed over, but Wang Laogou just glared at him, and scared the kid so much that he ran back.

Wang Laogou walked out of the inn, came to the outside of Poyang City, stopped, and couldn't tell where Li Changfeng's kid was going.

"Fuck, you stinky boy, don't let the old man catch you, otherwise, the old man will beat you up!

Wang Lao was dizzy angrily, pointed in a direction casually, and walked due north, along the country road, and quickly moved forward.

But this old man didn't know, that Li Changfeng went to the east, but he went to the north, if he kept going, how could he meet?

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At this time, Li Changfeng had already stayed away from Poyang City, and went all the way east along the avenue, chasing and killing the demon Dao Tu Lao Qi from Crescent Mountain.

After walking for a short time, Li Changfeng heard the sound of fighting not far ahead, only to see that this kid's eyes suddenly flashed, and he secretly thought, could it be that the gray-robed Taoist in front of him was fighting with people?

Therefore, this kid hurriedly sped up and rushed forward, but when he got closer, he found that it was not the gray-robed Taoist in his mind at all.

I saw a group of black-clothed people, no less than twenty or so, surrounded by five or six burly men, but they were fighting vigorously, not so much grappling as playing......

Because the five or six men who were surrounded in the middle had already fallen into disadvantage at this time, although each of them was carrying a long knife, and it seemed that they were in good shape, but the more than twenty men in black on the opposite side were not weak, plus the advantage in numbers, it was impossible for these five or six men to escape from their encirclement.

Not only that, but behind these people, there is also a middle-aged man firmly guarded, and that man looks like a character who doesn't know martial arts, but looks like a rich businessman, or an outsider.

What puzzled Li Changfeng was that although the middle-aged man's life was worried, there was no timidity on his face, and there was a faint unspeakable momentum on his body.

Li Changfeng didn't know why, so he hid in the grass not far away, secretly watching all this.

But at this moment, the middle-aged man who was surrounded by the group suddenly asked, "Who sent you?"

Slowly walked out of the black-clothed man a man with five big eyebrows and big eyes, two big hammers in his arms, and a tiger's back and a bear's waist, looking not easy to deal with.

I saw his eyes carefully look at the person who was questioned, then nodded in confirmation, and said slowly: "You don't have to know who I am, the so-called taking people's money and eliminating disasters with others, since our brothers have benefited, then we have to borrow my brother's head and use it back!"

After saying that, the man even laughed insolently.

Grandma's, she also borrowed someone else's head for use, and she paid it back when she used it? This is not a gold, silver or jewelry, if it is lent out, then it will be directly hiccup? Li Changfeng hid not far away, and his heart was full of contempt for the shameless man with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

Hearing that the shameless man said this, the middle-aged man actually had no waves, but chuckled and said: "This brother, why don't you tell me a price, how much silver will the person you say give you?

The shameless man suddenly laughed, and the black-clothed man beside him also burst into laughter, only to see the shameless man say coldly: "What we do is to buy and sell our lives, how can we give up the work entrusted by the owner because of your promise?

"Presumptuous! Dare to talk to our family like this, you thief, accept your life!" Suddenly, from among the few people in front of the middle-aged man, a person suddenly jumped out, and slashed at the shameless man with a big knife in his hand.

Seeing that person move, the rest of the people all rushed up, and suddenly the sword light and sword shadow, in an instant, blocked the retreat of the shameless man's body.

These people are definitely well-trained and good hands! Li Changfeng already affirmed in his heart that the middle-aged man was definitely not an ordinary person, otherwise, there would never be these loyal personal dead soldiers!

Seeing that the shameless man suddenly fell into a crisis, the more than twenty black-clothed people next to him didn't move, as if they believed that those five or six people couldn't hurt their boss.

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