Wan Qi Yanyun didn't expect her to be so interested in talking to him about things in the martial arts, thinking that she was well-informed, so she talked to her eloquently: "No, just because there is none, so everyone is fighting for it." Because it is impossible for everyone to be the same, not everyone understands the concession, not everyone is humble, not everyone understands what real life is. ”

Unexpectedly, Magnolia was still entangled in his problem and wanted to argue with him, but she wanted him to finish his thoughts and refute him in one breath. She asked with interest, "Then can you tell me, why are the people in the martial arts?"

Wan Qi Yanyun blurted out everything he knew, wanting to show off in front of her how senior he was, so he replied: "It's because of loyalty, for example, the five protectors of the Demon Sect, who are invincible and loyal to their Blood Sect Leader, Yin Yang Renhua. It is because of benevolence, such as the four King Kongs of Shaolin, gold steel, silver steel, copper steel, iron steel, and eighteen bronze people. It's because of chivalry, such as the Taoist Quanzhen Seven Sons and Zhengyi Five Heroes. It's because of the letter, and the Kyushu helmsman of the beggar gang. It is because of righteousness that the disciples of Mount Emei swore blood to support their allies and brothers. This is the loyalty, benevolence, chivalry, righteousness, and faith of martial arts. ”

A man took the fire and walked him into the cave, he was Shen Yuju, just because he heard Suo Ai say that the blind woman they chased and killed was dead, and he wanted to find out. And was the woman with the black rose really not related to him at all? He wanted to know the answer to this one that had been hidden in his heart for a long time, so he walked slowly and carefully, and he found that the fairy of the hundred flowers was dead. Without showing any fear, he stepped over her and walked inside.

Walking through the stone forest, he took advantage of the light to find a corpse. The corpse was slowly oxidized and corroded, and he crouched down and shone his hand at the man's face, and he found that there was something hanging from the man's head. He took it off with his hand and put it in his hand, it was a jade phoenix jade pendant. When he tried to take out his jade pendant, he found that it was missing. However, he believed that this corpse was Black Rose's, and he did not take Xiao Lingzi into account.

It turned out that the reason why Black Rose was able to survive was because she had transformed into the Blood Demon Master's kind. Of course, the chances of surviving the Bloodfiend's mouth are slim, and the Black Rose is a blessing in misfortune. She had picked up the jade pendant left by Lord Shen Helm before, and listened to her mother tell all the truth before she died. But she didn't want people to know that she was still alive, even if Shen Duo was no different. So she used her own jade to wear it on the dead Xiao Lingzi to blind anyone who might find her alive. In this way, no one knows her origin, so Hua Wushu has another beauty killer.

He recognized it for a while and said, "It's her, it's her, she's my daughter, it's my daughter, daughter, my father is late, my father is sorry for your mother and daughter, I don't ask for your forgiveness." But my father promised you that he would kill the lonely man who avenged you. Suddenly a gust of wind blew out the torch, and the hole was black and hollow, and the wind whistled. Frightened, Lord Shen Helm stumbled out of this blood hole, and felt the existence of danger because he couldn't escape.

Lonely and nameless walking in this lively street market, many merchants asked him what he wanted, and the dazzling array of small goods was like the bustling Yiwu Trade City. Every time he walked here, he remembered someone, and it was too late to say anything. I thought about it for a while, because he bought it for whom, and only he wanted him to be a person who was very stingy with himself. Besides, there were only two days left for him to hear, and he walked forward blankly, hoping that he wanted to finally experience the lively atmosphere of this world.

A fortune teller with a watchful eye on his banner that reads, "You can still live." He placed the table in the middle of the road. A passer-by said: "Sir, what is my fate, and whether my future life as an honest person will be a blessing or a curse, can you calculate it accurately? ”

He threw five bronzes on the table, and the gentleman opened his eyes and said slowly, "You can still live." ”

He closed his eyes again, and the passer-by said, "Of course I can live, isn't this a fart? ”

The passer-by retrieved four copper plates, leaving only one on the table. Lonely and Nameless had seen this person before, but he didn't expect him to be here, and he felt that this fortune teller was different and a little curious, so he walked over with a wooden stick, and took out a piece of silver from his arms and put it on the table. The man didn't even look at him, but stared at the white silver and said, "What do you want to ask, what do you want to know?" ”

Nameless was asked by him like this, and there were originally some people who wanted to ask, but he saw that he was a person who saw money. Holding the silver with a smug look, I can't help but feel a little vulgar. Nameless said without any intention to talk to him: "I don't want to ask anything." ”

The fortune teller must answer for him and say, "No, you are lying." ”

Seeing that he spoke so strongly, good or bad was a dead word anyway, so he said, "It's time, I want to know if I'm still alive, how long can I live." ”

The fortune teller listened to his words with a cold look and said with a rogue look: "Then take back the silver, for I don't know." ”

The lonely nameless drunk laughed for a while and said, "I know you don't know, you are a fake fortune teller." You could have earned this money, and you could tell me that you could have it if you lived for two days, three days, a month, ten months, or twenty years?"

The fortune teller walked away with the "You can still live" flag, and when he saw that this person was really interesting, he smiled and took back the silver. The copper plate also helped him keep it first, and continued to walk alone and namelessly.

A monk sat on the side of the road and took a nap, and a scholar walked towards the mountain with a book on his back and a knife for chopping wood at his waist. He stepped on this mountain rock and said loudly: "There is a diligent path in the book mountain, and there is no cliff in the sea to learn the boat." ...... , there is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it. ”

He came sweating profusely, and wanted to drink some water, but when he opened the kettle, there was not a drop of water in it. There happened to be a monk sitting opposite him, and deliberately exposed a water bag in front of the face of Li Qingtian, who was unbearable. Li Qingtian wanted to drink water with him, so he stepped forward and said, "Amitabha." ”

The monk sat cross-legged, opened his eyes, and said, "Amitabha, is there something wrong with the benefactor?"

Li Qingtian left Honghua and the old man, just to seek fame and fame, so that he could go home and glorify his ancestors. He didn't bring much silver, so he fetched firewood and bought firewood all the way to the capital to support himself. He excused himself and asked, "Old Buddha, is there a cold mountain ahead?"

The old monk looked kind-hearted, with a kind face, and said: "Yes, the front is Hanshan, and the donor probably went to the capital to take the exam." ”

"What the master said is that I just went to the capital to take the exam, thank you for the master's guidance, Amitabha. He turned to leave, but he saw a water bag next to the monk that was drying up unbearably.

He stepped forward again and said something, and the monk opened his eyes and said, "Is there anything else with the donor?"

"Yes, I've come this way, my mouth is dry, and I want to ask the master for an excuse to drink. The monk looked over there, and it was a long way to go.

He didn't stop it, nor did he send it forward, so he let Li Qingtian get it and said, "Donor, please." ”

The scholar reported his name and said: "My name is Li Qingtian, Qing is the sunny of the sky, and the sky is the sunny day." Thank you for the master's grace of dripping, and when I am on the gold list in high school, I will definitely not forget the master's grace of dripping. ”

He went over and picked up the water bag and shook it very lightly, but he didn't hear the sound, he smiled and saw the monk guarding his eyes and said, "Master doesn't have much water, I'm really embarrassed." ”

He opened the water bag and poured it into his mouth, it was empty, and a drop of water was slightly exposed, and he stuck out his tongue, and the water dripped into his mouth. He didn't expect it to be like this, it really only looked like a drop of water, and he couldn't help but stick out his tongue: "What a drop of water!"

The monk said to him very seriously: "I gave you a drop of water today, you have to remember your words today, and you want to repay the spring." ”

The scholar was not very happy in his heart, but he still had a smile on his face, nodded and said, "What the master said is right, it must be certain." ”

He accosted him and walked away, and after a while, he said, "Stinky monk, I didn't give me any benefits, what ...... I still have." ”

"What are you muttering, brother?" he heard the voice and looked up, and saw a giant-like man standing in front of him with a very large knife, surrounded by six men with knives.

Li Qingtian looked at their fierce and vicious appearance, and he was quite a Huaiwu when he came, but he didn't expect this person to be much bigger than himself in height or weight, so he couldn't help but laugh and said, "I scolded that monk." ”

He reflexively pointed behind him, a finger that was right to the man with the bare vultures in the middle of the knife. The man stared at him, Li Qingtian didn't expect to fall into their ambush, and retreated in fright, just touching the edge of the big knife. The big knife lifted him and said, "Do you recognize you big brother me?"

Li Qingtian was almost out of breath when he was arrested: "I don't recognize it, who are you, which hero is coming." ”

"Who am I, uncle, let you know who I am. He raised Li Qingtian with both hands and threw him to the ground. This time he threw Li Qingtian down, if he wasn't a werewolf with rough skin and thick flesh, he might have been thrown half to death.