A large chunk of the camp in the center had been emptied, and a bonfire had been set up in the middle, and more than a dozen masters and disciples had gathered around the bonfire in the middle, and my brothers and I were sitting behind the master, and there was also a table in front of him, with wine and meat on it. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I've never had a good impression of wine, not to mention the spicy taste, and I will get dizzy after drinking it. However, my senior brother and third senior brother are very fond of drinking, and they are very good at drinking, and the other senior brothers will more or less get a little bit of it.

At this time, the senior brother sitting in front of me turned around, looked at me and said, "Sixth senior brother, come, let's have a drink." ”

Seeing that the senior brother's face was red like a ripe apple, I laughed in my heart for a while, and said, "Senior brother, you don't know that I never drink alcohol." ”

The senior brother burped and said with a smile: "What are you afraid of, come and have a drink, I am happy to have killed so many people of the Demon Sect today, come!"

My heart was cold, the smile on my face receded, and I said, "No, senior brother, I will have to carry supplies with all the junior brothers later." "Ordinary disciples are not qualified to participate in this celebration banquet, and they are still staying at their respective posts in case there is a change.

The senior brother laughed and said to the third senior brother beside him: "Third brother, the junior brother has never drunk alcohol, why don't we let him make an exception today?"

The third senior brother in front also turned his head and said to me: "Sixth senior brother, what the senior brother said makes sense, today we have eliminated the Demon Sect of the Two Wolf Mountains for the martial arts, which has greatly weakened the power of the Demon Sect, it is a fortunate day, you can drink a little." ”

The third senior brother's name is Ahn Jae-wook, and he is one year younger than the senior brother. In fact, we all know that his alcohol consumption is better than that of the senior brother, but there are many rules in the sect, and no one breaks it, because he is afraid that the senior brother will be unhappy.

I was about to excuse myself, but I heard Pan Changlong's voice on the seat: "Fellow Daoists, today we can so easily produce the Demon Sect people in the area of the Two Wolf Mountains, all thanks to the merits of your brothers. Come, let's have a drink, how about we?"

What the Iron Palm Gang Leader said was not ordinarily heavy, and he was the temporary leader of the alliance this time, no one would object. Everyone stood up and raised their glasses.

I took the bottle in my hand, smiled bitterly for a while, tilted my head, and drank the wine in the cup. I only felt a spicy spicy flow through my throat, and my stomach was hot. I hurriedly stuffed a few pieces of fruit into my mouth, which made me feel better, and only pushed the wine glass farther away, and the desire to vomit in my body gradually calmed down.

When the brothers around me saw me like this, they couldn't help but laugh secretly. Ignore them and continue to eat the fruit.

I only heard someone on the other side suddenly say loudly: "Master Pan, it's just that drinking is a little boring, why don't we find a few disciples to compare and compare fists and kicks to help the fun?"

Pan Changlong laughed, patted the table in front of him, and said, "Okay! ”

After speaking, he glanced behind him, and a man in a strong suit walked out from behind him. The man didn't take two steps, suddenly jumped in with one foot on the ground, landed beside the bonfire, hugged his fists around, and said, "Disciple Tiezhang helps Liu Yang, please teach you senior brothers." ”

I exclaimed in my heart, this senior brother of the Iron Palm Gang actually jumped nearly a zhang away this time, how much strength does this take? It seems that the master's leap is only one zhang away, right? I can't help but have a good impression of this person named Liu Yang in my heart.

In the era of chaos in the rivers and lakes, everyone admires the strong, even me.

"Then I'll come to learn Brother Liu's tricks. ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw a figure in the crowd also rising from the ground, and it could be seen in front of the person named Liu Yang.

The man was similar in size to Liu Yang, but he had lost some weight, he hugged his fists and smiled: "Giant Eagle Gate Shuize, come to learn Brother Liu's high moves." ”

Liu Yang saw that the other party's face was kind, and he also smiled, hugged his fists and said, "Brother Mizusawa, please." ”

He made a gesture, and the two of them paced a few steps in the field, and the later Mizusawa suddenly turned his hands into claws, and he used force under his feet to rush towards Liu Yang.

Liu Yang didn't seem to expect that this Shui Ze would suddenly attack at this time. I saw him spread his arms outstretched, his hands and palms up, left and right. From my side, the dirt beneath him was moving in the wind.

With a light snort, Shui Ze's figure had already pressed over, and his right hand became a claw and probed towards Liu Yang's middle lane. Liu Yang seemed to see the opportunity, and with a sideways palm, he pushed away Shui Ze's grasp.

But this is not over, as soon as Mizusawa grabbed the air, his wrist flipped over, which was worthy of Liu Yang's palm, and he was grabbing Liu Yang's wrist. The door of life is broken!

This Mizusawa practiced eagle claw skills.

I know from books that people who practice eagle claw skills are ruthless people. When the kung fu is practiced to the depths, the fingers can penetrate the rocks, break the gold, and break the stones, as long as they are caught, the light ones will cut the blood marks, and the heavy ones will be broken into the wrong bones. The power of the eagle's claw can be seen to be so.

Liu Yang didn't think that Mizuzawa's strength would be so great, and his body sank at the moment, and his wrist suddenly flipped back and broke free. With a jump, jump backwards two or three steps. His face changed to a solemn color.

Mizusawa raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't expect Liu Yang to break free of his eagle claws so quickly. At that moment, he jumped lightly, and rushed forward again with a probing step. It really looks like an eagle striking the sky.

Liu Yang was not so careless this time, his body sank slightly, his back made a tiger pose, and at the moment when Shui Ze rushed up, he stood up with his left hand, went down to Shui Ze's chest, and slapped it with one palm. Seeing Liu Yang's slap, Mizusawa didn't panic too much, but he was a little more stable than Liu Yang. I saw that he was impulsive, and when his right arm was bent, he suddenly moved outward, blocking Liu Yang's slanted palm. Immediately afterwards, I saw his elbow sink suddenly, and his right hand reached into Liu Yang's throat. If this claw is caught, Liu Yang will definitely be defeated.

But how can the Iron Palm Gang be in vain? The disciples are not vain, so Liu Yang must have his own ideas for doing this. The two of them have made a move, virtual and real, real and virtual, and there will always be unexpected tricks to change.

Sure enough, I saw that Liu Yang suddenly raised the corners of his mouth slightly, his body twisted, and his body moved forward sharply, and Mizuzawa's right claw was staggered with Liu Yang's throat. At this time, Liu Yang's right palm had already reached Shui Ze's chest, and Shui Ze was a little weak when he wanted to stretch out his left paw to resist.

Liu Yang's right palm poked out, shook Mizuzawa's left claw, and slapped Mizuzawa's left chest heavily.

Boom. Zira~

A dull voice came, accompanied by the sound of tears in his clothes, and Mizuzawa's face flushed and stepped back.

Liu Yang looked at the rag strip in Mizuzawa's right hand on the opposite side, and then looked at his chest, where a collar was missing.

I was looking at it in a daze, this Liu Yang and Shui Ze were on par, and no one took advantage of it.

"Good!"

The two fought for a short time and won a round of applause.

Next, a few more disciples came up to compete, but I didn't look at it again, drank a glass of wine and went down, and then I felt dizzy. Saying goodbye to my master and mother, I walked back.

After a few steps, there was another cheer behind me, and I turned to see that there was an orgasm going on. Turning around, he continued to walk towards his lodgings. With such a lively banquet, I was a little sad for a while.

As I passed by the tent of the Golden Knife Sect, the two guards were talking and laughing, looking at the place where the bonfire was strong from time to time, and they didn't seem to pay attention at all when they saw me coming. Actually, yes, who cares about a nobody like me.

I don't know what happened to the woman in the tent.

When I got back to my accommodation, I lay on my back on the bed, only to feel that the whole ceiling was turning slightly. Alas, my amount of alcohol is really bad at home.

There was constant shouting outside the tent, each of which was like a sharp knife into my chest.

Suddenly, a bold thought flashed through my mind, and I sat up suddenly, and my mind immediately came to my senses.

Now that everyone is letting their guard down, can I let the woman go? But just thinking about it, I lay down again. Why should I save her? I am the righteous path, she is a member of the Demon Sect, good and evil are not separated, why should I save her? Even if I rescue her, if the Iron Palm Gang traces me down, what will I do then? What will the master and master do? Will the Iron Sword Sect be regarded as a rebellious sect by the martial arts?

However, if we don't save her, tonight may be her death.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through my mind, and it gave me a little headache. Time passed little by little, and every minute that passed, my heart became more anxious, but I didn't know what I was anxious about.

Damn, fight!

I sat up from the bed again, drew my sword from the sword stand, held it in my arms, lifted the curtain and walked out.

Let's hope I made the right choice.

Taking advantage of the darkness of the night, I pretended to stumble a few corners in front of the various tents, deliberately so that some of the disciples could see that I seemed to be drunk. In fact, they did laugh at me after pointing fingers at me, as I imagined.

After sparing a few bends in a row, I quietly bypassed their gaze while the two disciples of the Golden Sword Sect were laughing, changed my face to a normal color, and pricked up my ears to listen carefully. When the cheers of the competition were heard again in the distance, I carefully drew my long sword and stabbed at the tent, which suddenly revealed an inch long crack.

Then, I slowly drew my sword back, carefully peeling open the narrow crack and peering inside.

I saw a huge wooden stake erected in the middle of it, on which a bright oil lamp was hanging, and the woman in black was tied to the stake. And now, the woman in black is staring at me with wide eyes.

Her face was pale, a trail of blood hung on the left side of her face, her hair was scattered, and there were several places on her body that had been peeled open, and even one place could not cover her snow-white skin. With a weak appearance, no one would believe that she was a member of the Demon Sect.

At this time, there was an exclamation in the distance again, and it was at this time that I was waiting for it, and my hands took advantage of this time to exert a force, and the crack was torn open by nearly a foot in size.

Multiply!

A slight voice came out, and I held my breath, and she seemed to be holding her breath too.

When the light words of the two guards on the other side came, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, my heart was filled with inexplicable excitement. The excitement is exciting and fresh for me, and I'd be happy to do it if I didn't get caught doing it regularly.

In the midst of his thoughts, the sound of joy came from a distance again. Without saying a word, I jerked the crack open to both sides. But this time it was too hard, and the sound was much louder than the previous one. I held my breath again and cursed myself for being too impatient. The woman's heart seemed to be in her throat, and even though she tried to control herself, the violent rise and fall of her chest betrayed her.

Suddenly there was a faint laugh from the other side, followed by the laughter of another person. I was even more excited, and I was also filled with laughter.

The crack in the tent was violently torn by me just now, and it was now nearly three feet in size, just enough for a person's body to pass through.

I lay on the ground, sword in hand, and carefully slipped through the crack, and it was only then that the woman saw my face with disbelief.

For some reason, she does have an indescribable beauty at this time. This beauty is born of desolation.

I made a silent gesture to her, and she nodded slightly. After seeing her agree, I slowly wanted her to crawl away. In each tent there was an oil lamp hanging on a pillar, and fortunately it was hung on a pillar, and if it had been placed on the desk, even if I had crept in now, I would have been seen by outsiders.

The laughter came again, and I sped up, crawling in front of the woman a few times, and while it was still noisy outside, I began to untie her.