Chapter Twenty-Three: The Loser and the Poor Egg (I)
"Knife light?"
A stunned scream quickly turned into a howl, and three more severed fingers with blood appeared on the snow.
Liu Tugou finally landed, and his uninjured right leg flew up, kicking the masked man with a distorted finger into the air, in the direction of the blade of the last masked swordsman.
The swordsman's move was old, and he was caught off guard and stabbed the masked man with his severed finger in pair, and the two hugged each other intimately.
Liu Tugou seemed to have a soft spot for the lazy donkey's trick of rolling, and he happily rolled on the spot again, slaughtering and sweeping, and four more broken feet immediately appeared on the snow.
Before the splatters of blood stained the snow red, a wave of air in the distance slammed in, causing the surrounding ground to re-reveal the frozen black soil.
"The sword light and sword light are all the means of the grandmaster, and the second master can't do it completely. ”
Liu Tugou concentrated on cutting off the heads of the two wasted people, and looked down again, now it's okay, both legs and trouser legs are torn: "The practice of claw skills is really disgusting, Feng Jiu, whose name is a girl, loves to grab people's pants, and so are you, a dead ghost." ”
The second master and the guy who practiced claw skills were as deep as the sea, but he obviously forgot that he also practiced claws.
Liu Tugou raised his head and looked at the battlefield of the two true grandmasters, I don't know who released the domineering aura that spread more than ten zhang just now, but the result of the fight was obvious.
The young master of Gongxi was still standing, and the masked grandmaster was lying in a knee-deep pit at his feet, only to fill in the soil and erect a monument.
The young master of Gongxi smiled at the second master, raised his feet and stepped out of the new grave where a dead man was already lying, and moved step by step to a thick snowdrift a few feet away, and lay down with great difficulty, before exhaling a heavy breath of turbidity.
Liu Tugou stepped over the dirt pit, walked to the side of the young master of Gongxi, and lay down side by side honestly and unceremoniously, lazy and let out a satisfied **.
All the fighting and strife were gone, and the two of them lay on the snowdrift with their limbs wide open, and neither of them spoke.
The cold, pure air is sucked into the lungs, and then turns from the mouth and nose into a thick mist, carrying a scorching and vigorous breath, rising upward.
At this moment, it is extremely quiet and remote, and the bliss is extremely ethereal.
When faced with the universe of time and space, man is just a speck of dust under the vast blue underworld.
The young master of Gongxi raised his hand and wiped his face, but there were more snow particles on his eyebrows: "Damn, a few bones were broken, and even the intestines were broken, fortunately I am not a kendo master, otherwise I wouldn't have been given a chance to fight to the death." ”
Liu Tugou had glanced at the corpse lying in the pit before, and his whole body was covered in blood, and it seemed that the blood vessels in his whole body had collapsed. This is the first grandmaster to appear alive in front of him, and it is also the first inspiration powerhouse who lives and dies in front of his eyes.
The dead ghost must be a martial artist who takes the path of forging his body with fists and feet, but he met the same strong body and is good at killing a thousand enemies and self-damage of eight hundred.
I don't know how this boy practiced, he obviously looked weak on the outside.
"My surname is Gongxi, my name is Xiaobai, and my name is Gongxi Xiaobai. ”
The young master of Gongxi stared at the sky with blank eyes, and reported his name with a slight breath.
Liu Tugou sneered, and immediately straightened his face: "Liu Tugou, friends in the rivers and lakes carry love, and people are called the living king of Hades." ”
Gongxi Xiaobai laughed: "Living Hades, how many people I killed? The most loyal white wolf of my Gongxi family, because of my stupidity, died in one breath." ”
Liu Tugou squinted his eyes and said, "Distressed?"
Gongxi Xiaobai shook his head: "Dead soldiers, they are going to die, and Gongxi's family background will not be defeated for a while." ”
He turned his back to Liu Tugou, buried his face in the crook of his arm, and whispered to the snow: "It's just a little sad, I thought that even a person like me could have a few friends." Rushed to save people, but I didn't expect it. ”
He didn't say that he didn't think of anything, but Liu Tugou could guess it.
"That's regret, because of a so-called friend's request for help, he stupidly ran to it without knowing the truth or falsehood, and ended up slapping people with a big mouth, pitiful!" Liu Tugou said with disdain.
Gongxi Xiaobai was happy, raised his head to reveal a calm face, and there was not the slightest frustration in his eyes.
"No matter how hard the bottom of the heart is, there will be a softest place, or a person, or a thing, when this death hole is pierced by a sword, not only pain, but also an inexplicable pleasure, teaching people to be willing, so when the world is happy, they will say that they are happy, so I don't regret it!"
Gongxi Xiaobai chattered, seemed to be really happy, and really didn't regret it.
Liu Tugou listened quietly, and suddenly said thoughtlessly: "Your purple gold crown looks very valuable, I want it." In addition, the sick slave was sent safely to Shuofang. ”
Gongxi Xiaobai was stunned for a moment, and glanced at Liu Tugou deeply: "The west and the north and the south must be full of murderous opportunities, maybe there is a glimmer of life in the east." ”
Liu Tugou smiled, pointed to Gongxi Xiaobai's heart and said: "It's still too soft, Gongxi's family is really unlucky, and you are such a loser." ”
Gongxi Xiaobai nodded seriously and said, "Fortunately, I met you, a poor bastard who only has one life left but is willing to take his life to pay off his debts." ”
After Liu Tugou got up, he only said one sentence to the sick slave standing on the side: "You owe the second master two lives, don't die." ”
Bidding farewell to Gongxi Xiaobai, who pretended to be the second master of the sick Tiger Mountain, and Liu Quai, who cried into a tearful man, Liu Tugou, who wore a purple and gold crown with purple hair and a white wolf fur of a sick slave, and the white horse Ah Wei seemed to have returned to the days when they fled for their lives.
He whispered to Ah Wei: "A white wolf fur for the little beggar to protect the cold will be exchanged for me once, and let Xiaobai protect the life of the sick slave again, do you say I received a knife servant or an uncle?"
Liu Tugou shook his head, for a poor egg who only has one life, this is a small profit, and there is a lot to earn.
Tianshui County is located in the central part of Ganzhou, and the Gongxi clan is the largest family in the north of Ganzhou, different from the Nanshi clan, which has a high surname of a saint, the Gongxi clan, who has raised horses for generations, is far away from the temple core of the Great Zhou, although the tree has deep roots in its own one-third of an acre, it is only regarded as a nouveau riche, and this kind of family is called a daimyo.
There is not much controversy about how many Gao surnames there are in the whole Great Zhou, but the big names often have to fight for the land to break their heads, and when they were brilliant, the surname Wei Ling Gao was just a flash in the pan and quickly collapsed There are really a lot of big names, and Qi Ding, the king of Wucheng who was once a great man, is one.
Liu Tugou didn't have the idea of clinging to the Daimyo Gongxi's family, but he was simply unwilling to owe favors, since he pretended to be a master and taught Liu Quzhi like this, he naturally had to do what he said, otherwise the second master would have no face to mess around.
Perhaps, in the depths of Liu Tugou's heart, there is still such a glimmer of hope, even a person like him may be able to have a few real friends?