Text Volume 1 Wood Hibiscus Chapter 3 The Battle of the Inn

The clouds cross the Qinling Mountains for thousands of autumns, and the snow hugs the blue pass and does not move forward

Around Shen time, the storm finally stopped. The naughty and active children have long been unable to hold back and run out of the house, wearing new clothes, holding toys, chasing and playing in the snow, and the adults have also picked up tools to sweep the thick snow in front of the door, and by the way, they have built snowmen with the children.

At this moment, the inn was quiet and the needle drop could be heard, the air seemed to have been frozen, the dumb man had already put away the rag, and stood on the side of the counter with a wooden expression and shrunk behind the counter with a nervous expression, and the old man who was full of cold sweat looked at the two sides of the confrontation, and the big battle was about to break out.

Only the young man was still holding his cheek with his left hand, holding the wine glass in his right hand, and his head was bowed, stunned

Lao Zhangtou said anxiously: He looks like a young swordsman, and he talks like a poor and sour talent, but he didn't expect to be a madman, what's the matter, he is still in a daze, I really don't know what the elders of this young man are eating, and this crazy young man is still walking around wantonly.

Lao Zhangtou was in a hurry, but he was still lying honest, motionless, and a pair of cloudy eyes were glowing, flickering east and west, glancing back and forth.

I saw that the passer-by was far away, laughed, and said loudly: Okay, today let the three brothers of Lu and the Chi family learn how to patrol day and night black and white impermanence four handsome tricks, if Lu is not as good as others, unfortunately defeated, the head of the neck is at the disposal of the king, if you are lucky to win, take your heads to Taiping Villa to exchange some wine money and complain.

Then he passed on the voice to the three brothers of the Chi family: Brother Chi, Second Brother Chi, Third Brother Chi, you will deal with the two imps of black and white impermanence later, day travel and... Leave it to me for the night tour, remember not to let the two of them form a circle, but to scatter the two and break them one by one.

After that, he shouted: Brother You Guang, be careful.

Take the lead in jumping up, bending his knees slightly, lifting the dantian, thinking about the jade pillow acupoint, attacking the three roads of the light head, shoulders and chest of the day tour, which is the second type of flying dragon in the eighteen palms of the martial arts mastery dragon in the sky.

The three brothers of the Chi family shouted, and then jumped up and pounced on the black and white impermanence, with a majestic momentum, straight like a tiger descending the mountain. On that day, the light in his eyes skyrocketed, he snorted coldly, his sleeves vibrate, his palms gathered, and he greeted passers-by. I saw that in the inn, weapons were intertwined, sparks were splashed everywhere, fists and feet were opposed, and the energy was overflowing.

Passers-by joined the gang when he was young, and he learned for many years in the beggar gang, and won the true legend of the beggar gang, and even the eighteen palms of the dragon descending that have always only passed on the gang leader were also taught to him because of his contribution to the beggar gang and his prestige in the gang, and ten years ago the beggar gang leader Bu Yunxiao investigated the three-point dart game tragedy and disappeared.

Eighteen palms of the dragon is a martial arts mastery, the strength is weak and weak, swallowing and spitting, from the most rigid to the soft, the first masculine in the world, the magic of the palm, the world is unparalleled, the move must use real power, is the pinnacle of the outer martial arts, although the action seems to be simple and unremarkable, the power of the move is infinite, the move is concise and the strength of the profound martial arts, the essence, all in the strength of the force, all with the strength of the fierce victory, when it is really indestructible, no solid and unbreakable, although the number of tricks is limited, but each move has great power.

I saw passers-by whistling in the palm of the wind, pouring mountains and seas, like a dragon chanting, when it was really a god descending to earth, unstoppable, and then looking at the day of the tour of the light in the passer-by's impermeable palm has not seen a trace of decline, the sun palm made by the light is to concentrate the internal force into the palm, so that the palm becomes hot and hot, and the enemy intersects, not only can burn the other party, affect the opposite move, that seems to be a raging flame of the burning palms of the true qi can make the other party more upset, speed up the consumption of the opponent's true qi.

At this time, the air around the inn was heated to a very high temperature, and the heat within two zhang was unbearable, and even the light in the inn was slightly distorted.

Looking at the inextricable fight between the three brothers of the Chi family and the black and white impermanence, the small inn has already spilled wine on the table, a mess, black impermanence is short and fat, with a cold and dark complexion, a big mouth full of fangs, and it seems that he wants to choose people and devour demons.

I saw that in his wide sleeved robe, two pitch-black iron chains the thickness of adult arms flew out, the chain was more than seven feet long, and the chains were full of sharp blades and iron nails, or up, or cross-cutting, or down, or winding, plus the white and impermanent giant sickle, at the beginning, the short weapons made by the eldest of the three brothers of the Chi family, the red and the second were obviously at a loss, and after a while, the brothers had already hung colors, and their arms, chests, and legs had been cut or scratched by the sickle chains There have been seven or eight wounds, and the hot blood flowed out, soaked the sheepskin jacket, and the endless true qi evaporated the blood, forming a blood-red mist in the air。

Against the backdrop of this blood-red mist, the burly figures of the three brothers of the Chi family, fighting for their lives, looked like three injured tigers.

Looking at the black and white impermanence, we must not only deal with the boss's crimson and flexible Jin Ge, the second child's sharp and abnormal silver claws, but also guard against the third child's red and black copper mace that weighs more than 100 catties.

The fierce battle is in full swing, the three brothers of the Chi family have recovered from the one-sided disadvantage, the sharp tiger teeth and tiger claws, but also let the black and white impermanence suffer a lot, only to see the wide robes on the two of them were cut in all directions, with blood stains of rags flying all over the sky, for a time the inn fists and feet intersected, the dragon chanted and the tiger roared, the weapons struck each other, the jingle bells were long, so lively.

Lao Zhang Tou has never been out of this remote town in his life, and he has seen these masters of the rivers and lakes make moves, and in his eyes, Wang Wu, who can turn over eighty somersaults in one breath on the streets of the town, is the most amazing martial artist. This surprise is not trivial, half of the three souls and seven spirits are frightened, and his eyes are about to pop out, and he can't care about the table and chair that has accompanied him for decades, shrinking behind the counter, gasping for breath.

The mute standing on the side of the counter didn't react, still holding a rag in his hand, staring thoughtfully at the fierce fighting crowd in the arena, but occasionally there was a flash of light in his eyes that no one noticed.

The young man who had been in a daze since he came in finally reacted when the three tigers of the Chijia family pounced on the black and white impermanence, and he didn't know if it was because of the noise of the crowd, disturbing him to think in a daze, or for fear of being hurt, I saw him slowly get up from the table, stretch a lazy waist, and then slowly walked to the corner, leaned against the wall, clasped his hands on his chest, and looked at the few people who were still fighting in the inn with interest. Nodding his head from time to time, shaking his head, glaring, sighing, and smacking his lips, as if evaluating the martial arts of several people in this game.

If it weren't for the fact that the five people who fought couldn't distinguish their minds, and that night tour, that is, the lonely man who was called Ruohan by passers-by from afar, kept his head down and didn't notice him, otherwise this young man's reaction, not to mention the impermanence of black and white, would immediately hook his soul, even if the Chiyun Three Tigers' Chi Lao San Chihei would have to rush to find him with a white face.

Looking at the field again, the desperate style of play of the three brothers of the Chi family has made black and white impermanence helpless, and the two sides have come and gone, and it has slowly become a stalemate.

And that day, You Youguang was dwarfed by the profound skills of passers-by and the increasingly fierce palms, and his face turned red.

I saw that he violently charged a blow, the streamer overflowed, the fire splashed, temporarily forcing the passer-by to retreat, and he secretly exclaimed in his heart: I didn't expect this passer-by to be idle all day long, crazy, I didn't expect the skill to be so profound, plus this fierce and powerful dragon descending eighteen palms, it seems that today is not pleaseable.

Then he turned his head and shouted at the lonely man: Night You, you haven't made a move, do you want your Miss Bai to sleep all the time?!

When the lonely-looking man heard this, he suddenly raised his head to look at You Guang, his eyes were shining, his long gray hair was flying, and he said word by word: Hugh must mention her name again, otherwise I will kill you.

That day, You Youguang didn't expect him to react so much, his eyes froze, and he snorted coldly and continued: Don't forget that what the adults ordered and our purpose are related to your...

Then he didn't continue to speak, taking advantage of this moment of space, he hurriedly adjusted his breathing and the disordered true qi in his body.

The lonely man turned his head, looked at passers-by, and said in a low voice: Do you really want to force me to fight you?

Passers-by sighed when they heard this, lowered their hands, dispersed their true qi to protect their bodies, and sighed: "Ruohan, why are you so hard? Qingyun is already dead, why don't you understand, although Yama Mora is known as the living king of Hades, but he is still just a mortal with superb martial arts, what is the ability to change his life against the sky and bring the dead back to life, not to mention that he is ruthless and vicious, extremely ambitious, and does things according to his own likes and dislikes, how can he go out of his mind to help you save Qingyun, he is just using you, and you still have to be obsessed with when.

There was a smile on the corner of Yeyou's mouth, he didn't answer him, raised his head, looked at the snow outside the window, and said softly: Qingyun likes snow the most, and I still remember that every time it snowed when I was a child, the three of us...

The lonely man paused, and then said: One day I will save Qingyun, no matter how many people I want to kill on the knife mountain and the oil pot, even if I want my life to be cold, I will not hesitate to cough violently when I say this.

Passers-by frowned and said, "If you are cold, your body...

Ren Yao, don't say any more, Shui Ruohan interrupted.

My brother for more than two years, you know my temperament, and you know my love for Qingyun... As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will not give up, this matter is no longer negotiable, in order to avoid you and my brother to do it, you and me in the future.

Speaking of this, Shui Ruohan's expression flashed with pain, but when he thought of the smile of the shadow in his heart, countless days and nights lingered in his heart, hovering left and right... So he took a deep breath, and continued: From now on, you and I will break off our righteousness, you will be your beggar gang hero, and I will be my handsome night tour, if he will meet again one day, he will be friend or foe, and there is no need for his subordinates to show mercy.

After speaking, he waved his sleeves, stopped looking at him, strode past the passer-by, and disappeared into the vast snow.

Passers-by heard this, as if they were shocked, only to feel that the sky was spinning, it was dark in front of them, and they stood in place for a long time, and when they came back to their senses, they traveled to the light that day, and the black and white impermanence had long disappeared without a trace, only the three brothers of the Chi family stood aside, looking at him with concern, and the young man was nowhere to be found.

I only heard the boss crimson whisper: Brother Lu, it's okay.

Passers-by are broad-minded, knowledgeable and sophisticated, and then they want to understand that Shui Ruohan's words are just for the three of them who are traveling and black and white, he has more than two years of brotherhood, and there is no irresolvable enmity, he will treat Qingyun every day, he will definitely leave the Senluo Palace, get rid of the control of Yama Moro, and the brothers can get back together and drink and talk.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile, and said: It's okay, come, three brothers, let's continue to drink, turned my head and saw that all the tables and chairs in the inn were destroyed by the fight just now, and I couldn't help but blush, haha laughed: It seems that today my passerby Yao and Chiyun Sanhu will inevitably be carpenters.