Huma is famous, sharp and skinny. The bamboo batch is double-eared, and the wind enters the four hooves lightly. There is no emptiness in the direction, and the real land is very dependent on life and death. Xiaoteng has this, thousands of miles can be rampant.

A bloody BMW from the Western Regions rammed into the street, causing all kinds of onlookers. Those Ma Bole and the laymen all boasted that the man in the official uniform had such a fine horse of the highest quality. It is a pity that this good horse did not follow the good master, and the man did not drive the horse with both hands to pass the people on the street in an instant.

He walked through the bustling street market to the uninhabited land, where a spring of water bubbled down. The man stopped his horse, and the man dismounted. When he came to the stream, he drank it with his head, and from his mouthful, he must have walked a long way, and his spirit was a little tired, and there were many figures reflected in the clear water.

He had no hands and a sword pinned to his sleeve. This is exactly the strangeness of the street people, he can be an errand without hands. Riding so steadily, he realized that he had been ambushed by someone else. Zhu Hailang jumped into the stream, floated up and kicked back, and eight black-clothed people also flew over to meet and kill.

But those black-clothed people were not his opponents, Zhu Hailang swirled his body, and the sword in his waist followed his footsteps to throw out moves, so that those black-clothed people were unable to guard against it, and there were no hands that had such a magical swordsmanship under their feet. Just as they were noticing, the sword came out of its sheath and killed four.

At this time, the man in black was not cowardly, although he did not waver in the slightest intention to kill him in the face of a great enemy. The armless swordsman wanted to ask them something, but they couldn't kill him, and he couldn't stop killing them. The armless man sucked the sword with his right foot, and stomped towards the four men in black who rushed up, picking up the dirt under his feet with his sword, hitting three of them and letting one of them go.

The man in black stabbed the armless man in the neck with a sword, trying to seal his throat with a sword. When the armless man saw the move, he didn't dodge, and he kicked up against the sword of the man in black. It turns out that his feet are faster and more convenient to use than his hands, which shows that the armless man has worked hard to achieve today's achievements and prestige. He lifted the knee with his left foot and pressed the knuckles of the man in black, his arms could not twist his thighs, and the knees of the armless man fell to the ground.

The armless man asked, "Who sent you?" ”

The man in black glanced at him a few times, and three other men in black rushed over. So the man in black who was suppressed grabbed the sword that fell to the ground and swept it towards the armless man. The armless man kicked him in the head with his right foot first, and for a moment the blood splattered on the black-clad veils of the three people who rushed to kill. The three of them slowed down for a moment, and the armless man followed up with the blood that splattered out, and sealed the throats of the three men with a sword. At this time, it only took him a few dozen seconds to wipe out all these people.

He returned to shore, jumped on his horse, and put away his sword. Then he opened the faces of those black-clothed people and knew who was going to kill him, and couldn't help but say: "I can't imagine that I, Zhu Hailang, are buying your life for your hatred Qianzhi so much, and you still want to kill me." Am I doing something wrong? I don't die so easily, and if I do, I would die in the struggle to lose my hands. Drive, drive. The two crisp and long driving sounds, and the horse galloped away in the distance.

"Early this morning, the scholar watched the show. The champion landed at the wrong door, the warrior killed the wrong person, and the general set up a formation. Wan Qian Yanyun finally got rid of Hu Lingling's entanglement with that woman, and began to chant poetry complacently.

He went home from Peach Blossom Island to take ten days of annual leave, and because he was homesick, he also made great contributions in the battle of Peach Blossom Island. So Song Dashan actually agreed to his leave, let him go home and live happily for a few days, and let Peach Blossom Island be quiet for a few days. First, it is for the irreconcilable contradiction between Hu Lingling and Night Lily in Peach Blossom Island, and secondly, there is also a lot of trouble between the old playboy and the old man, which not only makes several old Taoist masters upset and unable to cultivate, but even those few people who are stupid and stupid are also caught around.

Wan Qi Yanyun returned to Wan Qi to naturally eat, drink, and use all kinds of good, but it was very boring, but it was good to get used to it, this is not he is enjoying himself to buy his red-faced bookworm's knowledge, and said: "Oh! My noise is really clear and beautiful, beautiful, charming, not a little touching, exciting." ”

He walked out of the door and groaned, and the two guards saw that it was Wan Qiyun, who had played with him since he was a child, and he was really very attentive, hoping that he could stay for a few more days. Then their lives will be a little better, and maybe they can find a job in the United States. At least it won't be like now, when no master to rely on will be dared to come out to see the door.

The two of them amused Wan Qi Yanyun and said, "Second Young Master, you got up and started chanting poetry again!"

He stretched his waist, yawned, and said, "How can I not get up in such a good weather?

Huang Mazi recalled the work that made him famous in one fell swoop, and praised: "Second young master, you are really amazing, I heard that you wrote sixteen big characters in that exam. Then these sixteen words were favored by a huge businessman, and he spent a lot of money and sixteen pieces of gold to buy them, but there is such a thing. ”

Wan Qi Yanyun saw that the two of them were mixed up in this part, and it could be regarded as the end of the mix in Wan Qi's prostration, and he often stopped being at home and he couldn't help them. Maybe it's not necessarily a bad thing to let them go, there is no future for them under this roof. So he broke the jar and whispered to them, "Yes, that's sixteen plus sixteen plus sixteen and ten plus sixteen." ”

"Is it sixteen plus sixteen plus sixteen plus sixteen plus sixteen in total?" Li Zuizi only has a quick mouth and goes around talking about something when he encounters something, so he often does not get benefits and invites trouble. He pinched his fingers and counted, but he couldn't come up with an answer when he was done.

Huang Mazi calculated in his heart and said: "It's eighty words." ”

Wan Qi Yanyun praised: "Yes, eighty words." ”

"That's not a word for ten taels of gold. Li Zuizi said openly.

He smiled and said, "One of my words is the sky-high price of three taels of gold." ”

"Three taels of gold in one word. The two men opened their mouths, and when the scholar saw that they had not seen the truth, he called a fan and staggered down the steps.

He beckoned, "Sedan chair man." ”

Soon, a four-person sedan chair came to his face from a short distance away, and a sedan chair of eight people also rushed to his face first. The eight-person sedan chair, Zhu Er saw that he was an old acquaintance, and he was also a young master who spent a lot of money, so he didn't hesitate to say with money: "When did you come back, Second Young Master Wan, I haven't seen you for a while." There are really not many people in this world who know you, I, Zhu Er, is one, you are a nobleman, you should be on our eight-stroke sedan chair. ”

The four-person sedan chair did not show weakness and said: "Second Young Master Wan Qi, you see that our affordability is not decent, eight people have more than four shares, and it is not spent." ”

Zhu Er, who came forward with eight sedan chairs, pointed at the four fiercely, and smiled at Wan Qiyanyun's humble appearance: "Young Master Yun is on us, they are not as grand as us, and they are not as stable as us. I, Zhu Er, will carry a sedan chair for you, and no one will dare to block your way on the road. ”

Niu San in the four-person sedan chair ignored Zhu Er's intimidation, they were all people who ate this bowl of rice, who didn't know who had a few catties and taels, and it was nothing to rely on the number of people. The sedan chair of the four of them can also gather sixteen people to carry it, as long as someone is willing to pay the price, then all the cows, ghosts, snakes and gods will be invited.

Niu San saw that this red-faced bookworm was a distinguished guest, not only famous in this area. And I heard that I went to Peach Blossom Island, a place that everyone yearns for, so people are proud of competing for the Wanqi Yanyun service.

The four of them scrambled and said, "Second Young Master Wan Qi, our master." ”

Zhu Er and their accomplices also pulled Wan Qian Yanyun and said, "It's still our Young Master Yun, you are an upstart." ”

Wan Qi Yanyun's clothes were torn open, the left hand flicked his hand, and the right foot repelled the two groups of people and said, "Okay." ”

The palanquin drivers stopped arguing, and Wan Qiyanyun saw that they were gracious and noble, and said with a smile: "Do you smell that one of my words is worth three taels of gold." ”

The four-person sedan chair man was like a play, and said in unison: "The second young master of Wan Qi has studied through the past and the present, and he is only nine stones high, and the people of the world are divided into one stone." It can be said that there is no one before and no one after him. Who doesn't know, who doesn't know, it's our honor that we want to raise the second young master. ”

Wan Qi Yanyun saw that what they said was good, and he was happy to say it, so he smiled and said, "If you say it well, then get on your sedan chair." ”

However, the eight-trick sedan chair man did not agree, and pulled the four-person sedan chair. The same words, different moods, that is, he said in unison: "Young Master Yun is erudite and talented, like a dignified appearance, touching the like, can be described as a genius of the Heavenly Edict, why deign to sit in the sedan chair that is not good-looking?"

Wan Qian Yanyun saw that they were arguing again, this time he thought about it in his heart, so he hit back at them, first gave them some cold water and said: "Wrong, these four sedan chairs are still the seat of the superior people, and these eight sedan chairs are the seats of nobles." It's just that...... I've just stepped into the noble world, so ...... Excuse me. ”

Zhu Er pushed away the people in the four sedan chairs and said: "Get out of the way, get on the sedan chair, it's better to go up to the eight sedan chairs and rush to be happy." ”

Zhu Er's little guys also said happily: "Yes, that's right." ”

Seeing this, Wan Qiyanyun didn't shirk and walked onto the eight-lift sedan chair.

The sound of horses' hooves came from the path of the path, and a large tree lay across the road. The man in the distance saw the horse stopped, and the horse kept neighing, and the dizzy sound of the piano was a dizzy sound. The armless man on the sweaty BMW heard the sound of the piano, stopped, and saw the man in the middle of the road. Carefully identify some similarities, although it is a time lapse, but also recognize who that person is.

Zhu Hailang said with some surprise: "It's you." ”

The man sat on the ground with his face half-covered and playing the piano seriously, enjoying himself playing the piano. After a while, there was movement around the area, and there were other people who were secretly suffocating.

The armless desert lone wolf Zhu Hailang asked Yu Guanghui and said, "They are your people." ”

Fuqin's afterglow also asked Zhu Hailang rhetorically: "They are your people." ”

Zhu Hailang saw that he had never been the kind of person who was joking, if he came to kill him, then this person had always been alone. Zhu Hailang knew the intention of those people, and it was probably the killer assigned by Qiu Qian and said, "No, I don't know these people at all." ”

Yu Guanghui caressed his seven-string "Wenqin" made of broken wood (there is also a martial qin made of Jiaowei by female hairy women), and Yu Guanghui said happily: "I know that they are the ones who came to kill you. ”

Zhu Hailang didn't understand whether he was his enemy or Qiu Qianzhi was his enemy, and asked, "Kill me, who are you?" ”

Among them, the people who surrounded him said very conceited in front of Yu Guanghui: "The Baolong clan in the palace, the iron-blooded owl is also." ”

Zhu Hailang suddenly realized, and after thinking for a while, those people were lying shallow not far from a stone's throw away. He smiled interestingly and said, "It seems that he didn't come to greet me alone, and he was also included." ”

"yes! Even me. He stopped the piano and slowly responded to the iron-blooded eagle Baolong clansman, showed him who he was, and asked, "It's rare that you haven't heard of me?"

The iron-blooded owl found that this person was extraordinary, with a black aura, a purple face, red lips, and upside down eyebrows, and there was such a powerful person in the image. I can only be regarded as a beginner, and now I have to lead the people here to deal with the two good players, and there is no possibility of winning at all. Looking back at the masked Qiu Qianzhi hidden in the dark, he had the intention of asking for help.

They were silent for a moment, and the armless man asked what the demon meant. Is it to deal with them together, or to cooperate with themselves to deal with those masters recruited by the court, and said: "Can you borrow your hands to kill our common enemy at this time, and then ——。 ”

The iron-blooded owl eagle was pushed by the secret Qiu Qianzhi to kill Zhu Hailang, and the armless man saw that his center of gravity was unstable and Ben did not have the ability to control himself. It was time to defeat the enemy with one blow, Zhu Hailang climbed on his horse and raised his foot, and the sword was attached to his foot. The sword fell with the iron-blooded eagle and made a move, and then flashed, and a kick was carried towards the lower body of the man, and the flying killer was broken and his feet were cut off. Yu Guanghui played his "Wenqin" a few times with his hand, and the killer's head was also moved by the microwave.

The two of them laughed at the same time and said, "Lone wolf, your swordsmanship and foot skills have improved again." ”

Those killers saw that these two people were united, and they had no chance to attack, and Qiu Qianzhi only fled with his own men.

"Qin Demon, your piano playing is so good, presumably the "Magic Qin Score" and practice are as pure as fire. "Zhu Hailang killed the iron-blooded owl eagle and landed on the horse, and he wanted to drive the horse forward.

Yu Guanghui felt that one of them had a great background, so he instigated Zhu Hailang and said: "They can't outrun you, as long as you say a word, I will help you." ”

When the armless man saw him say this, he took out his skills, jumped back, and said to the hind legs of the sweaty BMW: "Look at them fast you are running fast, see how fast you run, or I run fast." ”

He ran after him, and he chased after a man who was left alone, and passed beside him. The man didn't have time to dodge before he broke off at the waist. The horse was being chased and kept galloping forward, and he also followed the horse, but he was about ten meters away from the horse.

The killers all let out miserable screams, and he charmed them with his harp, and made him kill each other, and he cut to the side to play the harp. The blood is agitated, the sword is shaking, the people are timid, the shadows are boiling, and the feelings are sad.