The young man's surname is Shen, his name is Wan San, and he is the son of the Shen family, a big family in Zhongzhou.

It stands to reason that he should be a pampered rich son, but in fact, he is nothing, just an insignificant and dispensable side child in that huge family.

Because of some coincidences, Shen Wansan and his brother joined a martial arts sect near Zhongzhou, hoping to find a way out by relying on their martial arts.

However, their own talent is really limited, and after three years of martial arts, even a slightly stronger ordinary person may not be able to win, and later, because of an unknown order above, they were caught.

According to the young man, his experience was extremely unsuccessful, and Li Wenshuo had no need to save him at all, even if he died there that night, there was nothing to regret.

The young man showed no fear of life and death, but Li Wenshuo was sure that if the young man was allowed to die again at this time, he would be 10,000 unwilling in his heart, and only by experiencing the fear of death would he have an infinite desire for life.

"I am born to be useful, at such a young age, there is still a long way to go in the future, don't fall down because of a momentary setback. ”

There was a slight hint of anger in the young man's eyes, but he didn't change much, he laughed twice, and said: "Childe's life-saving grace cannot be repaid, if there is a chance in the future, I will do my best to repay it." ”

Li Wenshuo nodded, he didn't care about the young man's so-called reward, but he finally rescued him, even if it was out of selfishness, he didn't want the other party to be silent: "What do you have planned." ”

"I'm going to go to the steppe to harvest wool. ”

Li Wenshuo nodded, but in fact he was confused, and he didn't blame him, wool was a very useless thing at this time, whether it was the Central Plains or the grassland.

The industrious and simple people of the Central Plains have not yet mastered the technology of spinning yarn with wool.

However, at least one goal is good.

But reality soon made him understand another truth, never underestimate your enemies, even if sometimes, the other party looks extremely weak.

One eye is an authentic gangster in the muddy ditch in Beicheng, and he is also one of the big and small forces that do things for Ghost Forest Hall, like this kind of little person, as long as something big doesn't happen, Ghost Forest Hall doesn't bother to pay attention to it.

But unfortunately, there is a distant cousin in the Ghost Forest Hall of One Eye, although his status is not high, but he is a formal disciple who practices the art of two-handed swords and has a sharp sword.

In the eyes of these thugs who fight bravely and ruthlessly, this is a very remarkable force.

One eye was cut out of the tongue, and a group of people were also knocked to the ground, although it was a little embarrassing, but a group of people naturally found this distant cousin who was quite capable.

Liu Huaiyi is an official disciple of the Ghost Forest Hall, and together with a few companions, he is in charge of the affairs of the Ghost Forest Hall in this northern city.

He is actually not familiar with his cousin, who is separated by several relatives, but he doesn't feel that there is anything wrong with the other party borrowing his name to fake a tiger in the city.

If he didn't, he would feel slighted.

But he was angry this time, partly because his cousin had his tongue cut out and lost his face, and partly, and most importantly, because the business that One Eye was looking for this time was a private job for him.

After all, if you only practice in the Ghost Forest Hall, the sect will provide you with cheats and swords, but it will not give you a penny of silver.

Although it is not to say that he will die of starvation, he will be poor.

He was very tall, with a narrow knife and a long sword straddling his waist, and he was dressed in black, and he sat there, and he really had a terrifying power.

"Who did that?"

A thug stepped forward and said cautiously: "Brother Liu, he is a young man he doesn't know, and he is hiding in the medical hall in the small town in the south of the city now, and the little brother sent someone to keep an eye on it, but I don't dare to let him run away!"

"Alone?" Liu Huaiyi sneered and said, "Heh, it's a little interesting, come and tell me what the scene was at that time." ”

It was very simple, and it only took a little time for the thugs to tell everything that had happened in the past three days.

Hearing this, Liu Huaiyi frowned, and felt that it was really a little tricky.

Song Qiuhu didn't care, he had heard that a brave man with a bit of brute strength couldn't get into his eyes at all.

But this young man who has never seen it before is really a little appalling, although it is not ruled out that there is excessive exaggeration in the words of this bastard, but it is true that all of them have wounds.

Although they look down on this group of gangsters, they still know their abilities, and if they really go crazy, even they have to back down three points.

And these people are powerless in the hands of that person, but listening to this, the other party doesn't look like a master of the Xianfeng realm, besides, where is that kind of master that can be seen so easily.

"Brother Liu, do you want to find two helpers from the hall?"

Syllable!

As soon as the gangster's words came out, he was slapped by Liu Huaiyi, half of his face immediately swollen, and said in a cold voice: "What kind of helper do you need to find to deal with such a reckless man?"

The gangster's words successfully angered Liu Huaiyi.

He also figured it out, at most, both sides are at the peak of the initial realm, and those who use their fists and feet in front of the sword will always suffer a little loss, and besides, his kung fu is from the orthodox sect, where is the Jianghu Yelu compared.

Early the next morning, the sun was a little lazy, and climbed into the sky step by step, Liu Huaiyi took the guy, put a thick layer of heart goggles on his chest, and took more than 20 thugs out of Beicheng menacingly.

He is a somewhat famous figure in Beicheng, but three miles out of the city, no one recognizes him.

However, the people in the town didn't know Liu Huaiyi, but they recognized these little gangsters who were armed with iron rods and rusty knives all day long, and they were so disgusted and scared that they saw it from a distance, so they hurriedly avoided it, for fear of being bumped into by the other party.

Seeing this, Liu Huaiyi snorted coldly, and his heart was even more angry, thinking that these ruffians and hooligans were really doing everything behind his back, and he probably lost all the face of the ghost forest hall when he touched it.

When you go back, you must collect more money!

Liu Huaiyi thought with a gloomy face, pressing the handle of the knife with one hand, hanging down by his side with the other, and when he turned around, he came to the long street that was not wide, and at the corner was the pharmacy opened by Lao Wang.

There was a young man in black standing in the middle of the long street, who was fair and good-looking, and those little gangsters didn't lie to themselves, Liu Huaiyi thought so, but he stopped.

He squinted his eyes, looking at the black-clothed young man in the middle of the long street, who was much younger than himself, the surprise in his eyes became heavier and heavier, and finally admitted that the other party had the qualifications to talk to him on an equal footing.

Li Wenshuo is boxing, not some unfathomable magic cheats, nor is it a simple five-bird drama to strengthen the body, just some ordinary boxing techniques that are widely spread in the rivers and lakes.

From five-step boxing to Xingyi boxing, from chest and abdominal strength to sticky clothes and eighteen falls, all kinds of martial arts that have no connection with each other are extremely scattered and random by him, and they are completely coherent by feeling, which actually gives Liu Huaiyi a lot of inspiration.

Although he doesn't practice boxing and kicking, he also sees the extraordinaryness of this boxing technique, and at the same time, he also believes that this person is a wild man from a mountain and a wild background, although he is talented, but he will definitely not be his opponent.

But he was still immersed in this boxing technique and was fascinated by it.

He didn't think it was strange, any person who was eager to improve on the path of martial arts would not miss this kind of opportunity.

When martial arts and horizons are broadened, entering the realm of Xianfeng is just a natural thing.

It wasn't until a thug reminded him in a whisper that he remembered the purpose of his visit, and looked at the black-clothed young man in front of him who was immersed in his boxing world, and his eyes showed a fierce light again.

He coughed twice and shouted, "Who is Your Excellency, and why did you hurt my brother?" ”