"Bancheng..."Ling Jiange's voice trembled, and he looked at the stone tablet fixedly, as if he saw a head with a cloak smiling at him, his face extremely miserable.

"Hmm..." Su Qingyue covered her mouth and gagged, she couldn't help but run away anymore, Lingyun Daoren's expression did not change, his sleeves were like clouds, and he sat cross-legged in front of the monument and listened to the girl, and he did not stop him when she went away. Suddenly, he turned slightly to the side to dodge the strong wind, but Ling Jiange's fist tore the wind and hit it silently. The Taoist priest calmly fluttered his big sleeves, and the "cloud hand" came out in response to the situation, and took it to his left armpit, thinking that this move was brilliant and high, and he was divided into high and low with a single blow, but unexpectedly, the young man's fist suddenly changed his fist method halfway, and forced the Taoist priest back, Lingyun Taoist said: "This kid has only learned for a few days, how can he use it so much, and he has never seen this level of tricks on weekdays!"

Thinking of this, Lingyun Dao's palms were like flowing clouds, and the two sleeves were full of wind, and the palms in his sleeves were fierce, and Ling Jiange couldn't resist retreating again and again, but he roared to himself, his eyes were blood-red, and his fist technique was actually changing, which was worthy of resisting the "clouds and winds" of Lingyun Daoist, which made the Taoist priest couldn't help but blurt out: "Good boy!

His left sleeve palm out of a chain and Ling Jiange fought equally, but his right hand seemed to be running thunder and lightning, and his five fingers were stretched out, and he poked into the acupoint on the young man's chest, "Qing Thunder Finger" was originally Lingyun Dao Renfa in the night rain and thunder, created by the Taoist priest in his early years, strong and fierce, and he easily subdued Ling Jiange with all the fingering all the way, and now he is about to break the young man's fist style.

Ling Jiange took a few steps back, stampered on the broken blue bricks, gray stones, and dead wood, making a clicking sound, but unexpectedly, he was even more angry and scolded: "Bull nose, you actually protect this man-eating devil and erect a monument for him to worship, in vain, I respect you like that!"

Lingyun Daoist was stunned when he heard this, his fingers stopped sharply, Ling Jiange punched the middle of the Daoist's chest, and unexpectedly the huge force recoiled, and he screamed miserably, remembering that the young man had fallen far away.

"He's not a devil!" Ling Yun Dao said in a deep voice for a long time, Ling Jiange stood up, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, and glared angrily, "Defending the city is to protect the people, but he eats half of the city's residents, isn't it a devil? This person doesn't even let go of his wife and relatives, and Hell Yama is nothing more than this!"

"If the city is broken, Yin Ziqi will not let them go. Lingyun Daoist said slowly, and before walking towards the stone tablet, he picked up the broken bow and arrow, and the cluster of arrows was faintly shining.

"Then why don't neighboring cities come to Suiyang's aid?" Ling Jiange's face softened slightly, but he heard Taoist priest Xu Dao, "There is a general who galloped out of the city to seek reinforcements when the city was about to be destroyed, and he led dozens of horsemen to break through the siege and rushed out to ask for help from Helan Jinming, the envoy of Linhuai Jiedu, I don't want Helan to have an uncertain attitude, and when he saw that the general led the cavalry to break through the formation, he wanted to win over that person for his own use, so he naturally didn't want to send troops to relieve the siege..."

"What a dog officer!" Ling Jiange was furious, and he didn't want to be affected by the heavily injured cough twice, at this moment, there was an internal force in the dantian flowing along the meridians, spontaneously washing his heart, and he felt comfortable for a while, and his heart was secretly wondering: "Is this the "Dang Che Gong"!"

Lingyun Dao people turned a blind eye, still telling the story, "The general saw that Helan left him for a banquet to sing and dance for a long time, and there was no intention of sending troops in the past, and he knew in his heart that he stood up at the moment, took the bow and led the string, and shot an arrow at the pagoda not far away, Helan's guests were shocked, and they angrily scolded the general for not knowing how to lift, but he didn't want the general to look at each other angrily, he was not afraid to draw his sword and cut off his fingers, turned around and got on the horse, and swore to the sky: "When I return from the thief, I will destroy Helan, this arrow and finger are my ambition!"

Ling Jiange blurted out, "Good ambition, I don't know...", he was about to ask, when he suddenly thought of something, looked at the broken arrow, and his face turned pale, "He..."

Su Qingyue ran for a while and finally calmed down, it was expected that he had been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, and he had seen a lot of murder and arson, but this cannibalism was the first time he had heard of it.

"It is said in the ancient books that in the turbulent times of the north and south, Wuhu went south to plunder the people as rations and called them "two-legged sheep", but after all, it was an enemy of life and death, and it was not as good as a beast to eat one's own people?"

The girl's depressed spirit is difficult to express, and she is shaking her sleeves and palms at the moment, walking with her, sometimes if the huge waves empty the hidden sun, sometimes if she fishes Bixi Xulao Yanling, and it seems that the waves are undulating between the waves and the surging waves, and it is like a white crane dancing in the sky. A series of "empty palm", "weeping rainbow palm", "help the hand" and "crane palm" kung fu. "Honghu Eight Hands" has become more and more fluent and coherent after many days of Taoist guidance, and there is a great posture in one go.

A set of palm techniques makes the sky gradually darken, to the crane in the evening, three or two egrets ride the high glow, the girl washes at the stream has faded away from the exhaustion, and the crystal water droplets between the green silk waves are sprinkled under the glow of the glow to reveal a charming color.

"It's strange why Uncle Li hasn't come here recently?" Su Qingyue wondered in her heart, and ran lightly towards the bottom of the mountain.

Ring the peak around the water for dozens of miles, the jungle is lush and full of flowers, Su Qingyue carried a wooden sword that practiced martial arts for days through the forest, and suddenly the forest was divided into two parts, and the shape of the small village appeared in front of him, and a stream meandered from the mountain through the village entrance.

The girl came to the village with light skills but didn't want to be full of corpses everywhere, Su Qingyue was shocked in her heart and rushed to find the survivors, she walked through the streets and alleys with rapid steps, and finally stopped beside a straw pile.

"Click" sound, the wooden sword hilt in the girl's hand was pinched off, Su Qingyue's eyes were firmly fixed on the pile of blood-stained straw, and the frightened expressions of the two young children who were less than the age of the horn were pierced by the sword before they died, so that Su Qingyue could never forget it.

"Uncle Li!" Su Qingyue thought of something, and was about to look for Lao Li, when there was a complaint in her ears before turning around.

"Damn, I don't know if it's the official who cultivates the Tao or the Taoist who becomes an official, just for a white deer, ask us to do such things!"

"Say a few words! You also see that the group of Taoist priests is so powerful, even if the master wants to manage it, he has to weigh how many catties and taels he has..."

The two officials were tired and lazy, and slowly walked towards this side, "Especially that thin Taoist priest, like a life-seeker..."

"What's the matter? There's not even a ghost here, who can kill us?" the young official said with a smile, "But that group of Taoist priests is also generous, kill one and reward one or two silver, hehe! Come back today to see if there is anything missing!"

"Two were missing. An icy cold blow came to the ears of the two of them.

Between the conversations between the two officials, a person stood silently in the distance, and the young official was overjoyed to see this, and pulled out his waist knife and said with a smile: "Isn't there one?

"Wait!" the old official stopped him and said, "This person is so good-looking, I don't know where it came from!"

"I don't care if he doesn't have a face. The young official smiled and said, "All the familiar ones have been killed, and of course the rest are raw..."

When the young official opened his eyes again, the smile was fixed on his face, the blood was gushing in his throat, a wooden sword passed through the back and forward, the blood at the tip of the sword flowed backwards to the wound, and the old official looked at the woman in front of him like a cold wind.

"You... You—" The old official's face was like dirt, "What the hell are you..."

Su Qingyue floated over, and the wooden sword silently stabbed out the high shape of martial arts, like a heavenly immortal, but at this moment, it fell into the eyes of the official, but it was like a ghost, and the girl's eyes were as cold as ice, and said: "The cause and effect are reported according to the truth, if there is deception..."

The girl's wooden sword swept across the strong wind, and a thatched hut next to it was split in half diagonally, and the old official was almost on the ground and couldn't climb back.

Suddenly, his head hit an object, and when he looked up, he saw that the girl had nailed his palm to the ground with a wooden sword, and the screams and wails continued.

Lingyun Daoren stood up and looked at the broken arrow, and said indifferently, "He failed to do so after all, and when his brother was martyred, he also died in the city." His surname is Nan and his name is Shangji and Xiayun, and he is the eighth in the family, so he is nicknamed "Broken Guide Eight". ”

Ling Jiange saw that Lingyun Daoren calmly said his relationship with Zhang Xun, and thought in his heart, "Master is kind to me, and it is human nature to protect my shortcomings, but I can't accept this Zhang Xun cruelty no matter what." ”

Lingyun Daoist sighed: "Poor Dao, commonly known as Zhang Xiao, Zhang Xun is my eldest brother. Goodbye for 30 years is a strange thing. When I heard about Suiyang's predicament, I went to help. Unexpectedly, there were mountains and seas of people outside the city, and I didn't even see him for the last time..."

Speaking of this, Zhang Xiao's eyes were moist, and he looked at the remnant sun like blood, and continued: "Later, I heard about Nanba, and went to take Helan's dog's life, but unfortunately he was self-aware and used this arrow as a talisman. Even if Helan was killed, I didn't want to destroy General Nan's relics, and after a few twists and turns, I actually told him to escape. ”

Ling Jiange listened to it and said in his heart: "If you can get rid of the traitor, General Binan will also laugh under Jiuquan, Master is in love this time." ”

(To be continued, to be added next week)