Volume 2 The Beginning and End of the Martial Arts League Chapter 144 Master

1.

There are so many things in this world that people can't think about. Even if I died, I would never have thought that it was Wang Cixin who had been deliberately designed by me to help me at a time of life and death crisis.

After escaping from the woods, I felt guilty. However, now that everything has developed according to the original plan, there is no room for regret.

Next, the first thing I want to do is to find Li Xiaoqian.

He was nowhere to be found, not even alive or dead.

At night, the gates of Fuzhou City were pressing, and I couldn't go back. I think that since I can't enter Fuzhou City, then Li Xiaoqian is categorically impossible. After thinking about it, I decided to go to Liujiazhuang first, maybe Li Xiaoqian would wait for me there after he ran out of the woods.

In addition to going to Li Xiaoqian with the intention of trying it out, I went to Liujiazhuang for another purpose, that is, I also wanted to see how many thieves in Liujiazhuang were still alive under the kung fu of the world.

The quieter the night, the longer it seems.

And if there are many things in people's hearts, the long night will become even longer.

Even though it was only a few miles away, I felt like I had walked far, far away. Looking at the crooked three big characters of Liujiazhuang on the stone tablet at the entrance of the village, my pace slowed down, and my heart struggled again - I longed for things to develop according to the plan of Li Xiaoqian and me, only in this way could I be able to resolve the crisis brought by the world to this Jianghu. And I don't want things to continue to develop, to this point, there have been many people who have been meaninglessly sacrificed, and if it continues, I don't know how many people will be involved......

If it is really as we planned, we will abolish the world and take over as the master of the Double Sword Gate. How many casualties there will be in such a battle inside the door that I can't estimate!

Although I hesitated and struggled, although I walked very slowly, I still crossed the stone tablet engraved with the words Liujiazhuang step by step.

As soon as I infiltrated Liujiazhuang, I heard a series of mournful wails. In the distance, there were swaying figures, and their hands were all swaying with firelight, illuminating a small area.

There were three dead bodies lying on the ground. Except for a few villagers who didn't know him, Liu Dazhuang cried the most.

He was crawling on the ground, holding a corpse, crying to the sky: "My brother Alas, ......"

The sadness of the emotions and the misery of the cry made me, who was hidden in the shadows, feel sour in my heart.

Suddenly, Liu Dazhuang suddenly stood up, his eyes burned with raging flames, and he pointed at the sky and shouted: "Charge the world! If you kill my brother, even if you don't want your life, I will ruin your reputation!"

Let's work!

It seems that I don't have to worry about whether the Witnesses will spread what they have seen. Because, from Liu Dazhuang's grief and indignation, I have sensed that he will not only speak, but also add fuel and vinegar.

It's just that......

When I think of Wang Cixin, who was innocently victimized, I only feel a twitching pain in my heart. What's more, she had just saved my life, and I had personally pushed this innocent woman to the forefront of this fight.

Maybe that's fate!

I sighed and comforted myself.

That night, I hid in Liujiazhuang, listening to the constant wailing and crying from the village. Listening to the echo of the pain that my own hands brought to others, I didn't sleep all night, only alone in the dark, tangled, quietly waiting for the dawn......

2.

Dawn.

The sky faded from the dark veil of night. The villagers who had cried all night, perhaps tired, had not made a sound for a long time. Suddenly, a rooster crowed, a few dogs barked, and there were trivial sounds of clanging in many courtyards. In a few moments, curling smoke rose from the rooftops in many places, echoing the reddish morning glow in the east, outlining a beautiful picture together.

If it weren't for the person who started it all, if it wasn't for the fact that I experienced everything myself last night. Who would have thought that in such a delicate morning, the small village under the morning sun is suffering a lot of sorrow.

I sighed and left Liujiazhuang with guilt.

After a whole night of tossing and turning last night. The women's clothes on my body were messy and loose, and my hair, which had been neatly grated by Li Xiaoqian, was now also a mess, with a few strands of miscellaneous silk hanging down, and some dirt and hay on it, as if it had just rolled out of the grass.

Crowded in the queue to enter the city, I was distraught, and I didn't have time to tidy myself up, so I just looked ahead blankly, thinking that I would enter the city quickly and find Li Xiaoqian as soon as possible. Even if I don't get a word or two of comfort and encouragement from him, even if I am scolded by him for being "cowardly" and "stupid", it is better than me thinking nonsense here.

"Oh yes, what a handsome lady!, what's so bad?!"

I looked sideways and saw an old woman over half a hundred years old beside me, holding a basket in her hand, casting a look of pity and concern at me.

"Poor girl, have you met any villain?" a gray-haired old man, carrying a heavy flat burden on his shoulders, pressed his originally somewhat rickety body into a shrimp shape.

The old woman's hand poked the old man's waist and gave him a slightly reproachful look.

"You dead old woman, what are you stabbing me for?!" the old man glared at her, his face full of displeasure.

The old woman looked angry, slammed her fist on the old man's shoulder, and whispered: "Even if the girl's family encounters any difficulties, can you be a bad old man who can casually ask?

"Tight?" the old man disagreed, "It's because it's too tight, those playboys in the city have no place to vent, and maybe they will run out and harm the girls of the good family." ”

The old woman pinched the old man fiercely, glanced at me quickly, then looked away, glared at the old man, and shouted: "You don't have a door to this stinky mouth, the girl is still here!"

The old man's face changed, and he nodded apologetically to me, his face full of chagrin and embarrassment.

The old woman took my hand and said, "Girl, don't listen to the bad old man's nonsense. If you really encounter any difficulties, as long as my wife can help, you can just ask. ”

This kind old couple seemed to exude divine light in my eyes, and my troubled and somewhat congested heart was cleared a lot in an instant, and it was the only trace of warmth I felt on this hot summer night. I responded with a smile of gratitude and said, "I'm fine, thank you." ”

Unexpectedly, as soon as I opened my mouth, two people ......

No! Huaxia Chinese

Not just the old couple, but everyone around them was stunned. They all looked at me with strange eyes, as if they had seen some strange beast.

"Is this man a man or a woman?"

"Listen to the voice of a man!"

"How could a man wear a woman's clothes?"

"You see that she is white and tender, she should be a woman, but her voice is thicker. ”

The crowd began to talk in complete disregard of me.

I was so embarrassed that I was about to turn away when I felt a hand pull from behind my ass and reach up between my legs......

I hurriedly tightened my legs, and the hand quickly withdrew as if frightened, I jumped forward, turned around and was about to curse, but I saw a child of about seven or eight years old holding up a hand, and shouting at the woman beside him with excitement: "Mother, this big sister has chickens... Chicken ......"

If he weren't an ignorant child, I'd be afraid I wouldn't be able to suppress my anger, and I'd rush up and stab him twice!

But he's a kid!

A naughty toddler who is young and ignorant!

I was angry but helpless, so I had to bow my head and walk towards the city gate.

When the little boy finished shouting, the people around him were like boiling water in a pot. At that moment, as if I had a powerful divine power, I took a step, and the person in front of me took two steps back in panic to make way for me a seven-foot-wide aisle. I walked all the way to the gate of Fuzhou City.

"Stop!"

A staggering man with a head in his hand holding the hilt of a knife staggered towards me. His eagle-sharp eyes were staring at me, looking up and down, and I couldn't help but shudder.

"What happened to you just now?" asked me like a prisoner.

I kept my head down, not daring to speak again.

"What do you say!" shouted the head of the Yacha, "what happened there just now, why did they all get out of the way for you?!"

I still didn't answer.

The head of the yacha was furious: "Damn, pretend to be deaf and dumb! Don't think that you are a woman, I will take you without a fault!" With that, the snow-white blade moved out of the scabbard and shot a cold threat at me.

"Official, he's a man!" said someone in the crowd. The head of the yacha was full of surprise, and said in disbelief: "Man?!"

He stared at me suspiciously, looked left and right for a long time, and suddenly his face changed greatly, his body fell backwards, and the long knife was pulled out with a bang, and he shouted: "Come on! He was the thief who broke into the city gate that night!"

The people around them who were waiting to enter the city scattered in all directions, screaming and fleeing. The old man who carried the pole was a cripple, and when he fled backwards, he was more like a shrimp swimming in the water.

"Dead old man, don't you see that there is going to be a fight, throw this useless thing and run!" the old woman urged anxiously beside him, she threw the basket in her hand but did not take a step, stuck to the old man's side, and helped him unload the heavy flat burden from his rickety body.

The two old hands, with a gentle grip, rushed together towards the morning sun like sunset.

3.

"Bold anti-thief, don't hurry up and catch it!"

I was surrounded by more than a dozen yacha groups, and the yacha leader raised a knife and persuaded me to give up resistance. I smiled at him calmly and unhurriedly drew the Kurou sword.

I can't deal with the world, I can't deal with you?!

The sword light flashed, and I raised my short sword to kill the head of the yacha. Before he could react, the Jiurou Sword was already close to his throat.

A sword to seal the throat?

Two inches more from the tip of the sword, and he will die by my sword. It was at this thought that I hesitated to the left, staggering the blade of my sword around his neck.

It was also at this point that a flash of light brought a long knife to my sword from the side.

It seems to be a light pick, but a strong internal force is transmitted between the blades. The Jiurou sword was not so much picked apart by the blade as it was shaken open by that strong internal force.

Because, the sword and the sword did not make the slightest sound.

I hurriedly turned my head and saw a pair of eyes as cold as ice. He grasped the hilt of the knife in both hands, held the knife to his ear, and slowly sank down, looking at the posture, it was ready to strike at me head-on at any time.

This is a master!

I suddenly had some doubts. Why is the kung fu of Fuzhou Mansion so uneven?

The group of yacha that he encountered when he broke through the gate of Fuzhou day and night, although he was not a top-notch master, he was also an extraordinary martial artist, not at all like the skills of ordinary yacha, but more like a disciple who had practiced martial arts for many years in some sects on the rivers and lakes.

Just now, I stabbed out with a sword, and the leader of the yacha didn't even make the slightest reaction, which shows that the lowliness of martial arts is simply negligible.

And the person in front of me, this person who can shake my sword with internal force, his internal strength is profound, and his martial arts are so strong that he can definitely be among the first-class masters in the rivers and lakes.

Who is this person?

With his strong martial arts, how could he succumb to this Fuzhou city, just to be a messenger guarding the city gate?

I don't understand......